Notebook for teachers and students of the School of Journalism

Gu Baishi drove back to his parents' house, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Gu Shuibei rushing towards him.

"Uncle!"

Gu Baishi picked up Shui Bei and walked towards the living room, while Shen Zhiqiu was changing the photos on the wall, while Gu Shannan was helping pass the photos without losing his temper.

"Grandma, I want to post this picture!"

Shen Zhiqiu saw that in the photo he had chosen, Shui Bei was gnawing on his mouth, so he couldn't help laughing,

"Haven't you suffered enough in the hands of your sister?" Then he glanced at Gu Baishi who was holding Shuibei,

"Your sister is backed by her little uncle."

Gu Shannan made a face when he turned to Gu Bai, "I'm not afraid of him!"

Gu Baishi ignored the brat's rhetoric, he walked up to Shen Zhiqiu, saw that the photo of her with the two students was still hanging, and said, "Replace this one."

Shen Zhiqiu said, "This one is pretty good."

Gu Pingchuan walked over from the study, took a look, and snorted, "It's not a relative, I don't know anyone, what are you hanging on the wall for?"

Shen Zhiqiu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and hung up a few photos of mountains, south and rivers.

When eating, Gu Shuibei wanted to eat fish, but Shen Zhiqiu stopped him,

"You are too young, afraid of getting stuck, so don't eat."

Gu Shuibei said with a sad face, "It would be great if the fish didn't grow thorns."

Gu Shannan couldn't help but choked, "All fish have thorns, you idiot!"

Gu Shuibei pursed his mouth, and looked at Gu Baishi aggrieved, only to see her little uncle was in a trance.

"Little uncle?" Gu Shuibei tugged at Gu Baishi's sleeve.

Gu Baishi came back to his senses, rubbed Gu Shuibei's hair, picked up a piece of fish, carefully picked out the thorns from the fish, and put it on Gu Shuibei's plate.

Gu Shuibei stuck out his tongue proudly at Gu Shannan, "The fish my little uncle gave me don't have thorns!"

Gu Shannan snorted and turned his head away.

At this time, Gu Pingchuan suddenly asked Gu Baishi, "Do you have something to do this weekend?"

"Not yet."

"Then you simply prepare. This Saturday night, I will introduce you to my friend's daughter."

Gu Baishi remained silent and did not answer.

Shen Zhiqiu was stunned, "Didn't we say that we should not give our son a blind date? Wouldn't it be better to let him fall in love freely?" She knew very well that her son was rebellious in his bones, and would never agree to go on a blind date.

Gu Pingchuan put his chopsticks heavily on the table, "When he falls in love freely, we will all be buried!"

Shen Zhiqiu sighed, "I think Yan Xiao's condition is very good, but it's a pity that she doesn't like it herself."

But when Gu Bai suddenly said, "I'll go."

At night, a bar in Wenhua City.

Xiao He looked at Yan Xiao who was drinking in a muffled voice, and sighed,

"Grandma, you asked me to bring you here just to watch you drink?"

Yan Xiao looked at the empty glasses in front of her with a clear expression, her voice was not half drunk,

"Am I drinking too much?"

Xiao He made a gesture of begging for mercy, "Of course you have a strong drinking capacity, who can drink a flower in our news institute?" He did not lie this time, Yan Xiao's drinking capacity cannot be matched by a man who has been in sensual places all year round And.

"But do you know why I never drink at every dinner?"

"Why do you say?" Xiao He praised patiently.

"Because he needs company every time he gets drunk."

Xiao He knew who she was talking about, and sighed, "I know you have liked him for a long time, but you also know how slow he is. I can guarantee that he still doesn't know your thoughts."

Yan Xiao raised her hand and pressed the corners of her eyes, "I didn't intend to let him know, because I thought he might never like anyone in his life, but..."

"Come on, he's not made of stone. Do you really believe what he said about asexuality? It's because he fooled his father."

"I'm just a little bit reconciled." I'm not reconciled to paying for more than ten years of liking.

Xiao He looked at the person in front of him who pretended to be strong and did not shed a single tear, and felt that his usual glib comforting skills were gone, so he could only say,

"Rabbits don't even eat grass by the side of their nests. What's so good about Gu Boshi? I didn't say that. That kid is really boring. Even if you're with him, you'll feel bored."

Yan Xiao rolled his eyes at him, "He's much more interesting than you, at least he's not flirtatious."

"Well, I'm the most boring, playful and romantic person in the world, okay." Xiao He really had no choice but to find out Gu Baishi and beat him up.

Yan Xiao smiled, "I'm going on a blind date, this weekend."

Xiao He almost dropped his jaw in shock, "You are so good, where is the need for a blind date? Anyone who chases you can line up from Jingxin Lake to Jianling Mountain."

"This is my last effort, will you cheer for me?" Yan Xiao asked with a smile, turning her face sideways.

"Come on! Come on! You will definitely win!" Xiao He thought this was her last blind date, and applauded with dignity.

Xiao He sent Yan Xiao home, but on the way back, he received a phone call that he never expected.

"Uncle Gu? Why did you call me?"

"What? You want me to set up a venue for a date? Uncle, I'm a photographer, not a wedding master of ceremonies."

"What?? Arrangement for your son? He's actually going on a blind date?"

"What??? The target is Yan Xiao? Your son won't agree!"

"Okay, since you've said that, I can only do my best, but I don't guarantee success."

"Romantic? I'll try my best. It's just that your son is not a romantic person, so I'm afraid it won't work."

"Okay, I will definitely send him that day."

He hung up the phone, sighed, turned around a few times, and still sent a text message to Yan Xiao.

"Have you really decided?"

Yan Xiao replied, "Thank you for your help, but I don't want others to know about this. You are my best friend, and I hope you can stay with me."

Xiao He took out a cigarette irritably, lit it, exhaled a few puffs, and replied, "I wish you success."

Lu Xihan ran to Gu Baishi's office early the next morning to return the meal card, but the door was closed, Gu Baishi was not there, and when he was walking back, he ran into Xiao He.

"Mr. Xiao, good morning."

Xiao He nodded.

When Lu Xihan was passing by, he was stopped.

"Lu Xihan, wait a minute, I want to ask you a favor."

Lu Xihan turned around and asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Xiao He seemed a little embarrassed, "Can you fire a cannon?"

Lu Xihan had question marks written all over his face, and the way he looked at Xiao He became strange.

Xiao He suddenly realized that what he said was inappropriate, and hurriedly said, "It's the kind of fireworks and firecrackers that are set off during the New Year, the kind that are lit with fire."

Lu Xihan suddenly said, "I will, I often played with it when I was young."

Xiao He breathed a sigh of relief, would he tell his students that he is afraid of fire?

"That's good. I'll contact you this Saturday night, and you can help me."

"Yes. By the way, Teacher Xiao, can you return this meal card to Teacher Gu for me? He is not in the office, and I have classes later."

Xiao He took the meal card, and felt a little strange why Gu Baishi's meal card was with him, but he agreed without thinking too much.

When Lu Xihan was in class, he suddenly heard Lin Xueyang whispering to him,

"Look at Moments!"

Lu Xihan didn't care about listening to the lecture, and quietly took out his mobile phone, and saw that the circle of friends really exploded.

Many students from the School of Journalism are reposting an article from Nanfang Newspaper - "Behind Another Sexual Assault Case at Wenhua University - The Criminal Gets Free, but the Reporter is Severely Punished"

With a stern expression, Lu Xihan clicked in and read it hastily, and hurriedly sent Zhang Binkai a WeChat message.

"Have you reported it to the newspaper?"

Zhang Binkai quickly replied, "I had an internship at this newspaper, and I told the editor-in-chief of the newspaper about it, and he re-interviewed Xiaomeng and me."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter and it won't affect you and Lin Xueyang."

Lu Xihan sighed inwardly, and replied, "I'm not worried about hurting me. It's just..." He suddenly didn't want to say any more, and his heart was also very conflicted. On the one hand, what Zhang Binkai insisted on was exactly what he wanted to insist on, on the other hand, he He didn't want to disappoint Gu Baishi's efforts for them.

He can only pray that Zhang Binkai will not be punished again.

But the impact of this incident was far greater than he imagined.The level of this article is much higher than that written by Lu Xihan and the others before, and the role of language is brought into full play, which can be said to be heartbreaking.In addition, not long after the Li Xiaoyun incident subsided, Wenhua University had been labeled as a bad label, and this article turned out to push Wenhua's stigma to the top.

Dean Ma was so angry that he broke a set of tea sets he had just bought. Chen Siwei sat tremblingly, buried his head and dared not speak.

"Why don't you keep an eye on this group of students?! If you don't study hard every day, you only know how to cause trouble!"

Just as Chen Siwei was about to speak, Ji Lin beside him said, "Dean, Mr. Chen is not the FBI, so he can still keep an eye on them every day."

Chen Siwei glanced at Ji Lin gratefully, Ji Lin turned his head and smiled at him, and put his hand on Chen Siwei's thigh.

Ma Ben exhaled fiercely through his nostrils, and roared, "Hurry up and call Zhang Binkai over."

Chen Siwei hurriedly put aside Ji Lin's restless hand, and took out his mobile phone to make a call, when the door was suddenly opened, and everyone looked over, and it was Zhang Binkai standing at the door.

Lu Xihan walked to the door of Gu Baishi's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Lu Xihan walked in and closed the door.

"Mr. Gu, do you know about Zhang Binkai?"

Gu Baishi took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said, "I saw it, you don't have to worry too much, this time the trouble is known to the whole country, the school will never dare to expel him again."

Lu Xihan heaved a sigh of relief. He walked over and sat opposite Gu Baishi, resting his chin on his hands. He used to like to look up at Gu Bai like this, and he would have a feeling of relying on his sweetheart wholeheartedly.

But today Gu Boshi did not reach out to rub his hair as usual, nor did he take out candies or chocolates from the drawer for him.

Gu Baishi seemed to be busy writing something, his slender fingers were flying on the keyboard.

Lu Xihan felt that something had changed between them, but he had never been the one to quit despite difficulties.

He stretched out his hand, over the mouse pad on the table, and gently tugged on Gu Baishi's sleeve.

Gu Baishi turned his head to look at him with doubts in his eyes.

"Teacher, I'm hungry." When Lu Xihan raised his eyes and looked up, his long eyelashes were like natural eyeliner, and his well-shaped eyes were like a swimming fish. It was as if a cat that had been hungry for a day climbed onto the owner's shoulder after the owner came home, and meowed aggrievedly.

Gu Bai was about to reach out to touch his head reflexively, but he endured it, and took out a piece of chocolate from the drawer, and placed it in front of Lu Xihan, as if the owner poured cat food into the cat rice bowl inside.

But the cat didn't seem satisfied, and still looked at him aggrieved.

Gu Baishi sighed inwardly. There was nothing he could do with Lu Xihan like this, so he resigned himself to peeling off the tin foil of the chocolate and handing it to Lu Xihan's mouth.

Lu Xihan leaned over with a smile, took the chocolate in her mouth, and gently licked Gu Baishi's fingertips with her nimble tongue whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Gu Baishi withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and the instigator still tilted his head and looked at him innocently, chewing the chocolate, as if he didn't understand his slightly abrupt reaction.

In the end, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, rubbing his hair, and disarming his insistence on himself.