Sir, what if it's too cold?

[Mr. Zhou, my surname is Xu, and I am a reporter from the "New Sprouts" magazine. Zhang Ji had an interview with you before, but he couldn't come because of personal reasons, so I replaced him. When do you have time this week? ? 】

[Just this afternoon. 】

[Okay, you can send me the time and address, and I will find you when the time comes? 】

[At three o'clock in the afternoon, a Dazhixing Building, 207. 】

[Thank you Mr. Zhou, see you then! 】

Xu Muran reconfirmed the time and place mentioned in the text message, and walked towards Zhixing Building.

Professor Zhou teaches at University A. Apart from the nationally-renowned faculty, for most people, the first reaction when mentioning University A is: "Oh, that is a beautiful school!"

It was early autumn, the weather was fine, the sky was as blue as clear glazed tiles, and the air was filled with fresh warmth.Xu Muran took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling better.

There are not many people in the Zhixing Building, and the people who come and go are basically the teaching staff and a few students who hurried past with test paper folders under their armpits.

Take the exam as soon as the school starts, you can do it with a major.

Xu Muran roughly estimated the thickness, and couldn't help but be speechless: This is almost as thick as the paper she made in a week in her third year of high school...

Before she knew it, she had already reached the door of Room 207.

Looking at the dark green wooden door, Xu Muran tried his best to suppress his heartbeat: Yes, she will definitely be able to, she's fine!

Raising your hand, "Dang, Dang, Dang", there were three knocks on the door.

"Please come in."

A beautiful female voice came from inside the door, and Xu Muran was a little dazed: Do economics professors have such nice voices these days?

This thought only swirled in her mind for a moment before being suppressed. She cleared her throat and slowly opened the door.

The two looked at each other, and were slightly taken aback.

Xu Muran was even more embarrassing: This, this... is actually the person I met at noon!

She said tremblingly: "Zhou... Teacher Zhou Qing?"

"It's me," the other party nodded sharply, and motioned to her: "Come, sit in front."

Zhou Qing's aura was so strong that Xu Muran subconsciously obeyed: "...Oh, okay."

She sat across from Zhou Qing, and nervously opened the interview book: "Mr. Zhou, my first question is..."

"How long do you think the domestic real estate bubble price will last?"

Like a primary school student, Xu Muran neatly arranged the recording pen and notebook, waiting for Zhou Qing's answer with bated breath.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Zhou Qing frowned strangely: "Uh..."

Xu Muran was startled: Could it be that she didn't raise this question well enough?The other party is unwilling to answer?

Just when she was hesitating, Zhou Qing cleared his throat, and replied slowly: "About this question, I think..."

Well, very good, finally willing to answer.

She quickly grabbed a pen and started to record.

After two or three questions, someone knocked on the door suddenly, Zhou Qing signaled Xu Muran to pause: "Come in."

A middle-aged man in his 40s pushed the door open and walked in breathlessly. As soon as he came in, he said to Zhou Qing: "Oh, Teacher Xiao Zhou, I'm sorry, I was talking to someone else, and I reported my office number as yours again. , I'm really sorry..."

Xu Muran at the side:? ? ?

The man turned to her again: "Xiao Xu, isn't it? It's the interview you made with me this afternoon about the property market bubble, right?"

Xu Muran nodded in a daze, but he still didn't turn the corner in his mind: Wait, why can't I understand what happened here?

The man introduced himself: "I'm Zhou Qing. The person in front of you is Zhou Qing. I just came to University A last semester. Our two names have the same pronunciation and different words, so sometimes we often get confused. It's not bad for you. You are no longer the number one." This time..."

Perhaps seeing the surprise in Xu Muran's eyes, Zhou Qing slowly stood up and stretched out his hand to her: "Let me introduce myself."

"I'm Zhou Qing, the chime of 'everything is silent, but the sound of Yu Zhong'. Besides, the subject I teach is..." She paused, "College Physics."

Xu Muran nodded, expressing his understanding.

College physics, she knows, isn't it just like high mathematics, the subject that has been tirelessly spent all year round?

But why does a physics teacher know so much about house prices?

Zhou Qing smiled and said, "Did you never expect that Teacher Xiao Zhou is so beautiful that he teaches physics?"

Zhou Qing curled the corners of his lips reservedly: "You are too proud."

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Zhou Qing turned his head and saw Xu Muran who was as quiet as a chicken next to him, and patted his head: "Look at me, I have a lot of forgetfulness, walk around Xiao Xu, go back to my office and say..."

"You still have to walk for a quarter of an hour to get back to the office, right? You can just pick it at my place." Zhou Qing said suddenly, and pointed to the sofa in front of the desk, "There's no need to toss back and forth."

Zhou Qing immediately beamed with joy: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, you are still thoughtful!" He greeted Xu Muran very familiarly: "Come and sit down!"

Xu Muran's heart was broken: Zhou Qing wanted to see her joke, right?Must be right?At noon, I was embarrassed by the waiter for not bringing enough money, and in the afternoon, I mistook someone else for her like a stroke of genius. This will leave me alone. I must be uneasy and kind!

The slander is the slander, the work still has to be done, she cleared her throat quickly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, then I will repeat the question to you again..."

At this time, there was another knock on the door, and a timid boy came in: "Mr. Zhou? I'm Xu Zhiyang from the physics club. Just now our counselor called me to do something temporarily. I..."

"It's you," Zhou Qing waved at him, "It's okay, come in and say."

No wonder Zhou Qing was not surprised when she entered the door.

The other party did have an appointment with someone else, but that person came late.

The hands of the clock turned round and round peacefully. To Xu Muran, every minute and every second felt like a thorn in his back.

With his back facing Zhou Qing, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light, so it's strange to be able to feel comfortable.

She tried her best to stabilize her voice and smile so that Zhou Qing would not notice anything strange.

To be honest, is it so difficult to run an interview alone for the first time?

Although she was only in charge of asking and taking notes, she had to keep an eye on the dynamics of the interviewees and follow-ups. Coupled with her nervousness, after a while, Xu Muran felt that she was about to lose her grip.

The reporter's path is really not easy. This is the second reason she came to on the first day of work.

She swallowed dryly, and suddenly two glasses of water appeared on the table: "See, you've been talking for so long, let's drink some water."

Xu Muran raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound, a whiteness hit his eyes, and then amplified without warning.

Zhou Qing walked towards her, then passed her by.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the boy take the water from Zhou Qing's hand in trepidation, and said nervously, "Thank you, teacher."

Xu Muran was a little distracted and thought about it, and felt that he could understand why this boy seemed to be afraid of her.

The word physics teacher gives people the impression of a middle-aged bald man with a big belly, and his head is as bright as his heart; suddenly there is such a beautiful one with a strange style——she picked up a little bit from Xu Zhiyang's words intermittently Information: That is to say, it has only been half a month since school started, and everyone in the club said that the content of the activities is different from the previous ones. No, so I came to Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing took a sip of tea: "Who said you want to retire?"

Xu Zhiyang hesitated for a moment, and reported a few names.

"Oh, three people," Zhou Qing repeated unhurriedly, "Zhao Dabao, Zhao Erbao, Zhao Xiaobao?"

The boy explained with some embarrassment: "They... are brothers, triplets, biological..."

"If you quit, you can quit. If you can't even do this, you should not join the physics club," Zhou Qing smiled lightly. A bit of yin and yang: "The physics community doesn't need people like them."

"They're all third-year students, I..." Xu Muran clearly felt that she still had something to say, and when she came out, she swallowed it back as if she was afraid that it would not be good for her: "Forget it, let's leave it at that. "

Tsk, Teacher Zhou is quite amazing this week.

Xu Muran swallowed his slander: At first glance, he is shrewd and not easy to get along with. It seems a bit tricky to be a professor at such a young age.

After the interview, Xu Muran and Zhou Qing left Zhixing Building together.

Zhou Qing and her team leader, Lao Zhang, are college classmates. Because of this relationship, they are also very warm to her: "I think you were quite nervous just now, are you not used to it?"

"To tell you the truth, today is the first time I've come out for an interview..."

"Oh, I'll just say it," Zhou Qing laughed heartily, "When Lao Zhang first met someone, he had to drink two sips of white wine to strengthen his courage. For this, I laughed at him for a long time..."

Xu Muran smiled, and changed the subject without a trace: "I just heard from you that Mr. Zhou Qing teaches physics?"

Zhou Qing came alive and said enthusiastically: "Ms. Zhou is a research talent hired by our school with a lot of money last year. He has been abroad before. I heard people say that he is coming back this time to host a project, but what about their physics department? Not very clear, and ah..."

She nodded kindly: "Huh?"

"Mr. Zhou is less than [-] this year, and he was rated as an associate professor. It's amazing!"

Yes, with a polite smile on her face, she thought: It's really amazing.

The two walked to the main gate of the school, Xu Muran bid farewell to Zhou Qing, sent a text message to report the situation to Lao Zhang, and then prepared to take the bus home.

Just then, the phone rang.She took a closer look and saw a notification: It's cool and early autumn, want to have some fun?Qianda invites you to watch blockbuster movies for nine yuan!

She suddenly felt her eyes go dark, and when she woke up, she found that she had already placed an order.

Xu Muran thought: Who am I?where am I?what am i doingWell, I must have been kidnapped/framed by the dark money-spending forces just now...

As soon as she arrived at the bus station, she suddenly remembered something, and immediately opened her wallet to check if there was any change in it.

After checking, she felt relieved, and then laughed at herself with lingering fear——

What are you talking about?promising!

I have met Zhou Qing twice, can I meet him for the third time?