My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 74 Interviews: The Three Elements of a Person's Image
"You look very confident, Zhou Heming. Did something good happen?"

In the large lecture hall of Ningjiang University's teaching building, while waiting for her interview, Su Hong looked at Zhou Heming sitting next to her and teased him meaningfully.

"No."

Zhou Heming vehemently denied it.

He was simply very confident and determined to win the upcoming interview; he didn't care about his first kiss at all.

"Oh~"

Su Hong chuckled softly and looked at the blackboard in front of her.

Both of them drew lots in the afternoon; it's unclear whether it was a coincidence, but they happened to be one after the other.

“I talked to other people, and it seems that this interview was particularly strict, especially with a young interviewer. Some people were even brought to tears by the questions.”

Since there's still some time before it starts, there's no point in reviewing during this gap. So Su Hong chatted idly.

"We might not even run into that group, right?"

Zhou Heming heard that there were several groups of interviewers; otherwise, with hundreds of people, even if each person only had five minutes, it would take more than ten hours to interview them all, which would be exhausting.

"Wait, how did you know?"

Students who have finished their interviews usually don't linger; they leave the school early to catch their trains, unlike yesterday when they stayed to pass on information to those who came later.

"Because I added them on WeChat, I could find out just by chatting with them."

Su Hong waved his phone.

They added each other on WeChat on their first meeting—that incredible social skill was something Zhou Heming felt he could never catch up to in his entire life.

This is an 18-year-old high school student.

"Do you want to add me, or will you use QQ?"

Su Hong followed up on this topic, but he didn't give her the option of not adding it.

"WeChat."

Zhou Heming chose WeChat.

As Cheng Shuangjiang mentioned, after entering university, everyone started using WeChat, and after starting work, many people stopped logging into QQ.

Su Hong's WeChat name is 【扶光】.

"Is it called Fuguang because the sun is red?"

After adding it, Zhou Heming casually remarked.

"Wow, you're the only one out of all these people who knows the meaning of my nickname, Zhou Heming. We're sure to get along well!"

Su Hong exclaimed excitedly, as if her own old-fashioned jokes and Easter eggs had been discovered by readers.

"Fortunately."

Zhou Heming is not good at dealing with people who are full of energy.

Just then, a pack of tissues was handed to him.

He turned his head and saw Yang Hongye with a cold expression.

"I've finished my interview, so I came to check on things and return them to you."

Su Hong glanced at the two of them, then looked at the tissue.

"You two, are you saying..."

"roll."

Yang Hongye glared at him fiercely.

Zhou Heming took the tissue.

Should I say thank you? No, this is what I'm owed. Good luck on your exam? It seems like everyone else has already finished theirs.

After thinking for a while about what to say, Yang Hongye had already turned and left.

"Bye, hope to see you in September."

Su Hong waved at her.

Zhou Heming scratched his head.

Sometimes, he really envied people like Su Hong, who could speak freely without any reservations, without worrying about the various problems that come with social interaction, and even find pleasure in it.

"Fourth group, follow me."

At this moment, the college student volunteer in charge of guiding the students stood at the classroom door and called out.

Zhou Heming and Su Hong, who belonged to the fourth group, along with three other students, stood up and followed the senior to the classroom next door.

Three interviewers sat in the front row of the classroom, while five candidates sat in the back. One by one, they went up to answer questions, creating a very intense atmosphere.

Zhou Heming spotted the young female teacher who had proctored the exam earlier at a glance. Their names were still in front of their seats, but he couldn't see them clearly.

He was the third.

Because they were seated at the back and couldn't see the specific questions, they didn't actually know what the interview was about.

Zhou Heming glanced over; the other students were all somewhat uneasy, clutching their clothes tightly.

Su Hong, on the other hand, was leisurely peeking out, trying to hear what was being said in front of her.

When Su Hong went upstairs, Zhou Heming and two other candidates remained in the classroom.

From a distance, Zhou Heming could only see that Su Hong seemed to be answering questions fluently, which made the three interviewers nod repeatedly.

"Won't this cause the other two students to have a mental breakdown?"

He couldn't help but murmur to himself.

If you find that the person before you is performing exceptionally well during an interview, you'll feel incredibly stressed.

Glancing to the side, Zhou Heming noticed that the two classmates were indeed sweating on their foreheads despite the cold weather.

Soon, Su Hong finished the interview. He stood up and gave Zhou Heming a thumbs up.

"Next person."

"It's a college student volunteer standing nearby!"

Zhou Heming got up and went to his seat for the interview.

At this point, he was finally able to see the names of the interviewers clearly.

Then, Zhou Heming's gaze froze on the female teacher who looked to be in her mid-twenties, but whose smile had an unexpectedly kind quality.

Feng Yu.

This is her name.

Zhou Heming pondered that the senior student on the review materials Lu Bai had given him seemed to have the same name.

The possibility of having the same name is almost zero.

In other words, Zhou Heming used Feng Yu's study materials to be interviewed by Feng Yu.

"Hello, teachers. I am Zhou Heming."

As usual, he introduced himself.

In an instant, Zhou Heming felt that Feng Yu's gaze towards him was strange.

It's like a hunter spotting his prey.

After drawing lots, Zhou Heming's interview question was to analyze a news story about cyberbullying.

"Cyberbullying."

It must be said that after learning about the alternate timeline of Frostfall and his own experiences, Zhou Heming has gained a much deeper understanding of cyberbullying.

Of course, there are still guidelines for answering questions; you can't just express your true feelings directly.

After giving a brief answer, Zhou Heming observed the expressions of the three interviewers.

The other two have calmed down considerably. Although they are not as satisfied as Su Hong was back then, they seem to be doing quite well.

Only Feng Yu, with a smile on his lips, stared intently at Zhou Heming.

It's like a little white rabbit being targeted by a gray wolf, unable to move because of its survival instinct.

Did she realize that my answering style came from her study materials?

Zhou Heming wondered to himself whether Lu Bai had mentioned him to Feng Yu, but judging from the situation, she seemed quite interested in him.

The Q&A session has begun.

This section involves the interviewers asking targeted questions based on the form he submitted earlier. These questions are usually about his favorite works, and as long as he didn't fill them out randomly, they aren't too difficult.

The three interviewers exchanged glances, and Feng Yu spoke.

"Zhou Heming, your answer just now was very official, very serious, and a very standard answer. I want to ask, if you weren't answering an interview question, but were actually facing a case of cyberbullying, what would you do?"

"?"

Zhou Heming was taken aback.

The two candidates behind him who had overheard a few words were also taken aback.

No, why are you asking this?
Even experienced adults might not be able to answer this question easily. Are you making things difficult for a high school student like me?
Even the other two interviewers looked at Feng Yu, seemingly surprised by her question.

"Relax, the answer to this question has nothing to do with your interview score."

Before the two interviewers could speak, Feng Yu spoke softly.

Zhou Heming swallowed hard before answering.

"I will try to tell the public the truth and let everyone judge for themselves."

"What if that was directed at you?" "?"

A question mark appeared above Zhou Heming's head again.

Are you also a reborn person?
"If you were to work in this industry in the future, you would inevitably face online criticism, and even be fueled by competitors. If you were to encounter baseless accusations, the truth you revealed would be misinterpreted, and might even lead to greater condemnation. What would you do?"

Feng Yu offered an explanation.

"There is a saying that goes, 'I have fought the good fight, I have finished the way I had to go, I have kept the faith I had to keep. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness.'"

Zhou Heming said in a deep voice.

"I believe that justice resides in the hearts of the people. If I tell the truth, then naturally some people will know it. If I remain silent, then the truth will never be known. I hope that I can have a clear conscience."

He actually knew that playing dead was the best way to deal with this kind of problem.

The answer I just gave actually touched on this point.

To put it bluntly, in many situations, when faced with overwhelming public opinion, the more you try to cover it up, the worse it gets, like the Tacitus Trap. Remaining silent is the best public relations strategy.

But given Zhou Heming's personality, he will still try to fight back.

Despite his social anxiety, he still wrote an article to criticize the bullies when faced with classmates who were being bullied.

Just as he dislikes trouble, he still reveals the truth to fight back when Cheng Shuangjiang is maliciously slandered.

He can be indifferent to many things, but he cannot tolerate the oppression of goodness, cannot stand idly by while justice is distorted, and cannot bear to see beauty trampled upon.

"Okay, that's all. The interview is over, and you can leave now."

Feng Yu's expression remained gentle, making it impossible to tell whether she was satisfied with the answer.

Zhou Heming bowed, walked out of the classroom, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Next person."

"It's a call from a college student volunteer."

The candidate behind him was pale and trembling, his steps unsteady. Clearly, he had been frightened by Zhou Heming's display of power.

But Zhou Heming can no longer see it.

He had just stepped out of the classroom when he saw the girl coming towards him.

"Ah He~"

The next moment, Cheng Shuangjiang threw herself into his arms and hugged the boy tightly.

On this university campus, such intimate behavior between the couple would attract the attention of passing students, but the main reason was that Cheng Shuangjiang was too beautiful.

"what happened?"

Zhou Heming didn't know why she suddenly hugged him, but he still wrapped his arms around hers and responded gently.

"A reward for hard work, Ah He~"

She looked up, smiled, and then turned around and hugged Zhou Heming's arm.

"We still have time, let's take a walk around the school."

"Ah."

The two walked through the campus, which was unfamiliar, but gradually became clear to them with Cheng Shuangjiang's introduction.

"This is Building No. 1. The old library was inside, but it was moved there after the new library was built."

"The regular classrooms in Building 2 don't have air conditioning, so it's really hot when we have classes in the summer."

“You can pay directly at these two cafeterias. You said you often come here to eat cheap meals.”

"This is also called Little Wutong Avenue. It's not as big as the one in Zhongshan, but it's still very beautiful. I heard that TV dramas used to be filmed here."

The girl pointed enthusiastically at the buildings and roads, and Zhou Heming secretly memorized them while also curiously asking her about the details in her words.

The two strolled around the campus like a college couple.

Just then, a girl suddenly walked up to the two people who were looking at the sycamore tree.

"Hey students, I'm from the school magazine. I think you looked really good and youthful just now. Could I take a few photos of you to use as news pictures in the next issue of our school magazine?"

She was holding a very professional-looking camera, the model of which Zhou Heming couldn't identify, only that it was a Nikon.

"Uh, but we're actually high school students here to take an exam."

Zhou Heming thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth.

Wow, a high school couple? That's awesome!

The senior looked like she'd been knocked in the face.

"Okay, I'll add your byline, and this is the news article we'll use."

She didn't give up because of their high school student status. Instead, she took out her phone and explained that the news accompanying the photo was actually just a report about the beautiful scenery of the sycamore-lined avenue on campus.

"Mainly because this student is just too beautiful, as a photographer I was itching to take pictures. You know, the three elements of portraiture are portrait, portrait, and portrait."

"?"

Zhou Heming had no idea that this was the case.

But if you compliment my girlfriend on her beauty, then we're like siblings from different fathers and mothers.

What do you think about "Frost's Descent"?

He asked his girlfriend for her opinion, and from what this senior student said, she mainly wanted to film Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Great! Being photographed with A-He will create a unique memory for me~"

She readily agreed.

"Then please stand here, and then, well, you can just chat and enjoy the scenery."

The senior student gave some instructions, then picked up her camera and snapped several pictures. Passersby didn't know what they were doing, but seeing the beautiful Cheng Shuangjiang, they also took out their phones to take pictures.

"Can we take a look?"

Cheng Shuangjiang waited until she put down her camera, then stepped forward and asked curiously.

"Wait a minute, I'm deleting some that aren't in focus. That's just how this camera is; it's a bit oblivious to people. It automatically focused on the birds' heads in the trees, hahaha, don't mind it."

To cover up the fact that the photo wasn't taken well, the senior student took more photos for a while after letting out a hearty laugh.

"Can we have a photo?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Heming asked.

"Of course, of course, but I need to go back and adjust the colors and fix it. Posting the original image straight out of the camera is too insulting to my identity as a photographer. Let's add each other on WeChat."

The senior student showed the QR code.

"Let's add Ahejia."

"Oh."

Zhou Heming added her on WeChat. Her name was "Alin" and her profile picture was a silly robot from some unknown animation.

"I'll share the school magazine with you all when it's published!"

With a wave, the senior student picked up her camera and went off to take pictures of other campus scenery.

As it was approaching dinner time, the university students began to head towards the cafeteria one after another. Zhou Heming thought for a moment, took out his phone, and prepared to check the high-speed train time to see if there was still time to eat.

The next moment, he suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Cheng Shuangjiang looked over.

"It seems, probably, maybe, likely, possibly, we missed the high-speed train."

Zhou Heming double-checked the tickets in the software.

Cheng Shuangjiang also took out her phone to confirm.

It can only be said that neither of them had enough experience taking the high-speed rail, and then they made a classic mistake, remembering 5 PM as 7 PM.

"Let me see if I can change my ticket."

Zhou Heming performed a series of actions.

"Why aren't they even selling standing tickets anymore?"

He had originally thought that if all else failed, they could just buy standing tickets and make do with standing for more than three hours to get back to Jiangcheng. But now, probably because it was Sunday, all the high-speed rail tickets except for business class were sold out, and there were no standing tickets available.

"Let me think about it. It takes too long to go back by bus. I'd rather take the high-speed rail and transfer."

After studying it for a while, Zhou Heming realized that the two of them probably wouldn't be able to go back to Jiangcheng today.

"Well, I'll tell my uncle that I can only take the bus back tomorrow morning."

As Cheng Shuangjiang spoke, she picked up her phone to send a message.

"Then tonight..."

Zhou Heming was a little uneasy.

"Let's find a hotel tonight and stay in Jiangcheng for one night before going back."

Cheng Shuangjiang's voice suddenly became softer, and she didn't dare to look at Zhou Heming, turning her face away.

No.

Is there a possibility.

Zhou Heming suddenly realized that it was only a possibility.

Did this girl deliberately not remind her and miss her high-speed train?
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(End of this chapter)