Notebook for teachers and students of the School of Journalism

Lu Xihan came out of the laboratory after finishing his photography class, just in time for the conference room to adjourn.

When he saw Gu Bai walking out at a glance, teacher Yan Xiao was beside him, joking with him.He was wondering whether to go up and say hello.

The students who had just finished class saw a group of teachers coming out and walked over to say hello to them one after another. Lu Xihan was immediately submerged in the crowd.

But soon he saw Gu Boshi walking towards him against the flow of people, with "Hello Teacher Gu" interspersed beside him, he nodded to the students who said hello, but his eyes fell on Lu Xihan.

"Lu Xihan, come with me." Gu Baishi lowered his voice.

Lu Xihan nodded dazedly, and followed Gu Baishi to his office.

Gu Baishi's office is very large, very clean, but a bit empty, with a pot of green plants placed on the window sill.

Lu Xihan looked around the office, raised his head and asked Gu Baishi, "Teacher, what's the matter?" He guessed in his heart that it was probably because of what happened last night, and he was a little amused, but he still asked the question knowingly.

Gu Bai looked at him, frowning slightly, with a hesitant expression, as if he didn't know how to speak.

However, Lu Xihan suddenly noticed that Gu Baishi's ears were a little red, but his face was still calm, he finally couldn't help laughing, his eyes curved into beautiful arcs,

"Teacher, do you remember who I am?"

Gu Baishi frowned, knowing that he was joking last night when he asked Lu Xihan who you were, but he was not angry.He looked at the smiling little face of the student in front of him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he couldn't help stretching out his fingers to tap his forehead lightly,

"Is it that funny?"

Lu Xihan said seriously, "I'm not laughing at you, I'm just thinking, so it turns out that someone gets drunk like that." Like a child.

Is this any different from laughing at me?Gu Baishi's face was a little uneasy, he turned his head slightly and coughed lightly, and asked a question that all teachers in the world love to ask,

"Are there any problems with study?"

Lu Xihan couldn't laugh all of a sudden, and said dejectedly, "Fortunately, there is a lot of homework, and I have to write a 5000-word communication theory analysis. I didn't have a clue, so I wrote the beginning."

He put all his emotions on his face, and he looked very distressed at this moment.He wouldn't say that he didn't do his homework seriously yesterday because he passed the friend application while waiting for Gu Baishi and his inexplicable WeChat at night.

Gu Baishi knew that Yan Xiao was famously fond of assigning homework, and was extremely strict with homework, so he couldn't help pointing out, "If Teacher Yan says to write 5000 words, it's just a passing line. If you want to get a high score , a minimum of 8000 words."

Lu Xihan raised his head in shock and widened his eyes, "Is there still such an operation?"

Gu Baishi nodded and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to write so many words for pure analysis theory, but you can add some dissemination case studies, so that the number of words will be enough."

Lu Xihan was so enlightened that he felt that he had hugged the thickest thigh of the news institute. When he looked at Gu Bai, his eyes were filled with admiration.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu, can I tell my friends? They don't know."

"of course can."

Looking at his bright little face again, Gu Bai felt that this kid was really easy to cheer up, so he turned around and took two books from the bookshelf, and handed them to him.

"These may help you with your homework."

Lu Xihan accepted it gratefully, and said cautiously before leaving,

"Mr. Gu, don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what happened last night." After speaking, he took the book and ran away without a trace.

Gu Baishi was a little helpless, maybe his advice and borrowed books before were all regarded as hush money.

After Lu Xihan left, Gu Baishi was sorting out documents in the office when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A strange male student came in at the door, holding something in his hand.He looked out the door, and walked in softly after making sure no one was passing by.

"Hello, Teacher Gu, do you still remember me?" The male student had a smile on his face, and his gesture was quite respectful.

Gu Bai frowned suspiciously, he was most afraid of being asked if he remembered someone in his life, because eight out of ten he would not remember.

Seeing that he didn't think about it, the male student wasn't too reconciled. Instead, he said, "My name is Li Yaowen, and I'm a student in the Communication Department of the School of Journalism. You may know my father, Li Yonglai. You and he have met."

Gu Baishi glanced at the things in his hand, he already knew the reason for his visit, his brows and eyes sharpened, and he said sternly,

"So it's Director Li's beloved son."

Li Yaowen didn't seem to notice his displeasure at all, and said with a smile, "My father often criticizes me for only having fun in college and not studying hard, and asked me to communicate more with the teacher, so I thought of asking you some questions."

Gu Boshi leaned back on the back of the chair, tapped the table with his fingers, "Ask, I can answer."

Li Yaowen obviously came prepared and prepared some questions, some of which have even gone beyond the depth of what undergraduates have learned.

Gu Baishi patiently explained everything to him, regardless of whether he understood it or not.

Li Yaowen didn't ask about the profound things, he inadvertently put the paper bag in his hand on the ground beside the table, and after finishing asking questions, he prepared to bid farewell and leave.

But when he just turned around, Gu Baishi suddenly said,

"and many more."

Li Yaowen turned around with a smile on his face, "Is there anything else, teacher?"

Gu Baishi glanced at the bag on the ground, his voice was emotionless,

"Take things away."

Li Yaowen's complexion changed. When he saw Gu Bai, he was already working on the computer, but finally he picked up his bag unwillingly and walked out of the office.

Gu Baishi took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his tall nose, and sighed lightly.

After Lu Xihan returned to the dormitory in the afternoon, he found that everyone else was there, so he closed the door and said,

"I'll tell you a secret about Teacher Yan's homework."

The other three were originally thinking hard, but they all raised their heads to look at him when they heard this.

"If you want to score high, 5000 words is not enough, you need 8000 words." He shook the two books in his hand, "These books seem to be useful."

Wang Siqi rushed over and hugged him, "Our Xihan little angel is the best, but I can't even write 5000 words, let alone 8000 words!"

Lu Xihan patted him on the shoulder, "Then read these few books, maybe you will have an idea after reading them?"

Du Haocheng glanced at Wang Siqi, and said to Lu Xihan, "Where did you know that?"

Lu Xihan thought for a while, and only said, "I specifically asked Mr. Gu."

"Gu Baishi?" But the two spoke in unison, and Du Haocheng and Li Yaowen glanced at each other.

Du Haocheng pondered, "It seems that I will have to ask Mr. Gu some more questions in the future."

However, Li Yaowen glanced at Lu Xihan inexplicably, wondering what he was thinking.

With Gu Baishi's guidance, Lu Xihan completed the homework smoothly. At the last glance, he actually wrote [-] characters. Although the number of words does not represent the score, he is confident that his writing should be good.

Later, after handing in the homework, Lin Xueyang said to him, "Thanks to your reminder, I asked my senior sister. There was a time when Teacher Yan said to write 2000 words. Many people in his class only wrote in the early 2000s and failed in the end. .”

Lu Xihan asked, "Then, have you asked Mr. Gu about his scoring style?"

Lin Xueyang shook his head and said, "Teacher Gu never taught them, he only taught graduate students before."

When Lu Xihan thought of Gu Bai's average score, he was a little nervous and couldn't do well in his homework in the future.

Lin Xueyang said, "Let's not talk about that, a senior asked me these days if I want to join their self-media team, called Jingxin Wave, are you interested?"

Wenhua is a university with a liberal ethos. Many thoughtful students from the School of Journalism have set up We-Media official accounts to report on the big and small events of Wenhua University, with different styles.The Jingxin Wave that Lin Xueyang introduced to Lu Xihan mainly reported serious news, and it has already become quite influential. The unreasonable problem of the school's public elective courses reported before has also been noticed by the school and rectification has been carried out.

Lu Xihan went back to follow this official account, read a lot of news they reported, and felt that it was more to his liking, so he joined Lin Xueyang together.

A week was originally short, but it became long in Lu Xihan's heart. In the past, he hated Monday the most, but now he looks forward to it.

On Monday, Lu Xihan woke up energetically at six o'clock, the sky hadn't fully dawned yet, and even Du Haocheng hadn't gotten up yet.

He moved as quietly as possible, but fortunately Wang Siqi was snoring, and Li Yaowen was also sleeping.

As soon as Lu Xihan climbed out of bed, she saw Du Hao sitting upright on the bed, staring down at him. The light was dim, but Du Haocheng was sitting abruptly, which almost scared Lu Xihan to the ground.

Du Haocheng asked him in a low voice, "Why did you get up so early today?" As the earliest person in the whole bed, he didn't get up until 06:30.

Lu Xihan covered his frightened heart with his hands. He actually wanted to go to the classroom early to occupy a seat, preview the books by the way, and prepare for Gu Baishi's class, but he thought about it and found an excuse, "I I owe Lin Xueyang a seat in the first row, I'm afraid I won't have a seat if I go late."

Du Haocheng sat without speaking, Lu Xihan thought he was still asleep, so he whispered,

"You can still sleep for a while, anyway, I'm already up, and I'll help you get a seat."

He went to the bathroom, and when he turned around after washing, he saw Du Haocheng standing quietly behind him, looking at him.

The frightened and frightened Lu Xihan came out of his body, no matter how good his temper was, he was a little angry, and his voice raised slightly,

"Du Haocheng, are you full-time scary today?"

Du Haocheng said expressionlessly, "You don't need to occupy the seat in the future, I will occupy it for you."

The anger in Lu Xihan's heart disappeared without a trace, and he whispered, "No need, I will always get up early for this class in the future."

Du Haocheng frowned and said, "You like Gu Baishi's class very much?"

Lu Xihan's heart trembled, he was a little nervous for some reason, and said nonsense, "Yeah, I'm going to be a reporter in the future, of course I have to seriously study news interview writing."

Du Haocheng seemed to accept his reason, and said, "Then I'll go with you."

Lu Xihan followed him.

The two walked towards the Wenhua Building of Jianling Mountain in the early morning light. On the playground, the special students had already started running and doing morning exercises, and many hardworking students were also sitting on the benches and reading English.

The morning breeze is still steep, carrying a faint fragrance of pear blossoms.Du Haocheng asked on the way,

"Lu Xihan, do you really decide to become a reporter in the future?"

Lu Xihan froze for a moment. He was actually just talking casually before, "Not necessarily, but I seem to be really interested in the news."

It was a helpless move for Lu Xihan to choose the Department of Journalism at Wenhua, because his scores at that time were not enough to apply for the major he wanted to apply for, so he had to choose the highest-ranked journalism school in the country among the available majors.

"What about you? Did you regret choosing this major despite Aunt Xing's opposition?" Lu Xihan asked, this is what he felt most sorry for Du Haocheng.

Du Haocheng shook his head, "I won't regret it, I don't know what to do in the future, I just want to do what you do, and do it better than you."

Lu Xihan couldn't laugh, and sighed, "Did you have too much psychological shadow when you were a child? This obsession is too deep. Besides, there are so many people who are better than me in Wenhua."

Because Lu Xihan was better than him in elementary school to high school except for the college entrance examination, Aunt Xing always gave Du Haocheng advice, and Lu Xihan became someone else's child in Du Haocheng's eyes.

Du Haocheng turned to look at Lu Xihan with a serious expression, "I think you are the best."

Lu Xihan instantly felt goosebumps on his arms. He didn't know whether it was the cold wind or Du Haocheng was frightened. He turned his head and smiled awkwardly, "That must be because you are short-sighted!"