Low Key Star

  Chapter 188 [188] Mathematics is not good

The predecessor of "Poetry" magazine was "Poetry News" founded by Zhang Hongming, a great scholar in the late Zhou Dynasty. Later, due to some disputes, "Poetry News" was once banned. "Poetry" Weekly.

(After many inspections, it is true that most of the videos and articles now default to the concept that the 1930s are 30-39 years, so I decided to change my understanding of the age and follow the mainstream. In the future, not only this book, but also The age of appearance, unless otherwise specified, adopts this concept.)

  After 60 years of development, "Poetry" is now a world-renowned top newspaper at home and abroad. In addition to the main issue, it has opened two supplementary issues, the campus version and the children's version, further expanding its influence.

  After sixty years of precipitation, "Poetry" is not only equivalent to authority in the hearts of the public, but also has a pivotal position in the literary world. It is naturally not a trivial matter to send an interview invitation to a young man who is not yet twenty years old.

Today, Shang Wenfang, editor-in-chief of Times Weekly, graduated from Huaxing University and was a student of Gu Yutang. He taught at Capital University and Jiangnan University, and then resigned to found Wen Bao. All the way to the editor-in-chief.

  From this point of view, Gu Qixian can be said to be kind to Yu Shangwen, and the two have maintained a deep and close friendship for a long time. It was not until seven years ago that Gu Qixian became the dean of the Faculty of Arts of Huaxing University, and Shang Wenfang was dissatisfied with some of Gu Qixian's actions, so conflicts arose, and later developed to the point of breaking off diplomatic relations.

This matter has been exposed by many literati, but the parties have never responded, and Zhang Yang does not know the truth, but when Gu Yutang said it, he said that "the two of them have disliked each other in recent years", which is why it happened. This interview.

The incident started when Gu Qixian talked about the current situation of the shrinking Han cultural circle in a dinner with his friends after drinking. will become a key figure", and the words even lifted him, a student, to the height of the rise and fall of Han culture.

The literati circle was not very big at first, and the two were originally good friends. After breaking off the relationship, they also had many mutual friends. This word quickly reached the ears of Shang Wenfang. It’s more real for you, Gu Cunzhen!”

   Gu Qixian, the words are true.

   Then he was told that Zhang Yang was Zhang Muzhi's business, so he wanted to find out about Zhang Yang, and called Gu Yutang to find out the truth, and finally decided to invite Zhang Yang to do an exclusive interview.

  These words were said by Gu Yutang, so naturally there is no falsehood, but the old man probably also said a lot of supportive words, otherwise, how could it be so easy for "Poetry" Weekly to invite a student for an exclusive interview?

After the old man told him the story, he probably understood his worries, and said: "Don't worry about anything, with those real poems, novels and music as the backing, who can question that you are not qualified to be interviewed? I will be the first to ask ask him!"

   This simply means that he can relax and use Su Hui's memory to bluff people!

   Zhang Yang knew it in his heart, but he still made some preparations—the so-called preparations were to check for omissions and make up for vacancies, trying to make himself as a genius appear as real as possible.

  This kind of authenticity does not mean that people think you are talented, but to show a more three-dimensional and clearer image.

Lin still didn't know what he was preparing. Seeing that he was nervous, he was very funny, and somewhat envious. After persuading Zhang Yang twice, he tentatively proposed: "Ask them, can I go with you?" ?” request.

   It was rare for her to take the initiative to ask for something, and Zhang Yang was naturally fully satisfied. The next morning, she contacted the staff of "Poetry" Weekly, and the other party readily agreed.

  Lin still learned that he could also visit the headquarters of "Poetry". In order to share his happiness, he specially added a canned food to Haha for dinner, peeled the melon seeds for Zhang Yang for ten minutes, and then ate them all in one minute.

  The interview time was at 3:30 in the afternoon. The two had lunch together at school, and then went home separately. Lin Yiran went out first, went to Zhang Yang's home, and then guided him to choose clothes.

   In fact, there is nothing to choose, because when she made the clothes herself, she had already "conceived" the clothes for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang changed into dark jeans and a white short-sleeved T-shirt according to her request, and put on a gray-blue plaid shirt. Looking in the mirror, he looked as handsome as the light-colored trousers he wore before, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it different.

Holding hands and going downstairs, it was windy outside, Zhang Yang wanted to button up his shirts, but Lin Yiran refused, because the two of them dressed today, in addition to the color style, they depended on the white pants on her legs and his underwear. A white T-shirt is used to echo it, indicating that it is a couple model. Once Zhang Yang buttoned the shirt, it is not a couple model.

   "How can you be like this, and you won't allow me to button up my clothes when the wind blows?"

   "It's only a few steps away, and there will be no wind when you get in the car."

   "It's cold even if there's no wind."

The car was parked downstairs, apart from the buildings, the distance was only five or six meters. While speaking, Zhang Yang had already arrived in front of the car. Zhang Yang opened the car door, let her in first, and then he followed, still holding her hand, Considering that Zhang Hongkang was in front, he said to her almost silently: "You let me hug you."

Lin still blushed and stared at him, making a showy gesture to fasten the buttons again, seeing her eyes opened, she looked so cute and fierce, pinched her face, put down the corner of her clothes, and raised her feet again, " Aren't the shoes the same? Why do you have to let me show my T-shirt?"

  Lin still rolled his eyes and said: "It looks good like this, but it won't look good if you tie it on."

   "Nonsense, it looks good if I wear it!"

   In fact, there is a sentence "I look better if I don't wear it, and you look better than me if I don't wear it", but it is a pity that Zhang Hongkang's existence limits his performance, and the steering wheel is not in his hands.

  Lin still pursed his lips and smiled, ignoring his narcissism, and asked: "Will you visit with me later?"

"What do you think?"

  Lin still smiled sweetly at him, leaned on his shoulder, and said crisply: "Yes!"

  Nowadays, there are really not many places where the two can play together, and Zhang Yang is busy all day long. She probably regards the visit to the headquarters of "Poetry" as a play, and she looks very happy.

   Zhang Yang felt a little guilty, and his thoughts diverged. After reflecting on it, he realized that his boyfriend was not an ordinary negative.

  Meeting is either at school or she's coming to see haha ​​- thanks haha!

She bought most of the clothes and even the food she used, and she often came to mop the floor and even help with the laundry. Although it was just thrown into the washing machine, even for such a job, she often forgot or Too lazy to move.

  Sweet talk...doesn't seem to be there either?

  Gift...Does the song count?

what else?

  Lin Yiran saw that he was suddenly in a daze, and blinked strangely. After waiting for a while, seeing that he was still in a daze, he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

  Zhang Yang clenched her weak and boneless palm, his eyes were gentle, showing a little apology, and said softly: "I just realized that we have been together..."

   Speaking of this, I quickly called Luoshen in my mind: "Luoshen, do me a favor! Hurry up! How many days have we been together?"

   Luoshen said indifferently: "September 6th."

   "September to November is two months, October 31st, a total of 61 days, November 6th to today's 26th..."

  The information flashed across his mind, and Zhang Yang hardly paused in his speech: "It's been eighty-one days, and I haven't even gone out with you to play, nor have I given you any gifts..."

  Lin still blinked, looking a little surprised, then counted with his fingers for a few seconds, then frowned and said, "Is it eighty days?"

   "Eighty-one days."

   Zhang Yang pouted, and looked at her with a disgusted expression, "You can even remember this wrong."

  Lin still opened his eyes wide, and seemed to have done some calculations in his mind again, before he said angrily: "No way, it's eighty days!"

"eighty-one!"

"eighty!"

"eighty-one!"

"eighty!"

   "Hey, dare you take a bet?"

   "What bet?"

  Zhang Yang thought for a while, "If it's eighty-one days, you can help me wash my feet tonight!"

  Lin still glared at him and said, "You have a good idea!"

   "Look, are you guilty?"

   Zhang Yang was immediately aggressive. Lin Yiran probably saw that he was full of confidence and was really guilty, so he did the math again and asked, "What if you lose?"

   "I'll wash it for you."

  Lin still thought about it, shook his head and said: "No, you won't run to my house to take a bath... No, no, wash my feet!"

She slipped the tongue for a while, said something wrong, blushed with shame, hurriedly waved her hand to correct it, Zhang Yang didn't care about her correction, and smiled happily: "Wow, you, I just let you wash my feet when I lose. , you actually want me to bathe you... that's too much!"

Lin was still ashamed, angry and funny, he reached out and smashed his thigh, and said angrily: "You are too much! I was wrong... I don't want you to wash my feet. If you lose, Haha's **** will belong to me in the future." you…"

   "What do I do?"

   Zhang Yang interrupted angrily, "I won't eat again!"

  Lin still slapped him on the shoulder amusedly, and said angrily, "It's up to you to shovel!"

"Row!"

  Zhang Yang has already taken this opportunity to do the calculations twice. He never thought that he would lose, so he stretched out a finger and said, "Don't go back on your word!"

   "Don't go back on your word!"

Lin Yiran also stretched out a slender white finger, hooked it with him, and then counted with his fingers: "From the night of September 7th to the night of October 7th, it is thirty days. From the night of the 7th to the night of November 7th, there are thirty-one days, from the night of November 7th to this night..."

   Zhang Yang was taken aback for a moment, and he managed to avoid asking directly, so he hurried to Luoshen: "Didn't you say it was number six?"

   "I remember wrong."

  Luo Shenyun explained calmly.

   Zhang Yang almost vomited blood: "How can you remember such an important day wrong?"

  Luo Shen let out a "hehe", "How can you ask me on such an important day?"

   Zhang Yang almost didn't come up, and was choked to death by her.

   "I believe in you!"

  Luo Shen let out a "hehe", probably feeling that it was not enough, so he made another "hehe".

  Lin Yiran had finished counting the date, and asked, "Look, it's eighty days, right?"

   "Where is eighty days, it is obviously eighty-one days!"

   Zhang Yang seriously corrected the error, "You are directly subtracting, and the final result has to be added by one."

  Lin still doubted: "Why add one?"

   Zhang Yang said confidently: "The calculation date should be increased by one."

  Lin still rolled his eyes: "Then we will confirm the relationship on the night of the seventh, how many days until the eighth?"

   Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, then thought about it for a while, his expression looked like his world view had been subverted, and after a while, he nodded: "It seems to make sense..."

   "What do you mean by as if, that's how it is."

  Lin still annoyed with some amusement, raised his chin, squinted at him and asked, "Who is wrong?"

   "I was wrong, I was wrong."

   Zhang Yang immediately accepted the criticism humbly, "I'm not good at math... and I don't know how to learn it..."

  Lin still hummed twice, leaned on his shoulder, and looked up at him: "After that, you will shovel all the **** you give Haha."

   "Can I choose to help you take a bath... No, no, wash your feet, wash your feet..."

  (end of this chapter)