Jiang Baige's words touched the blind spot of Song Siwen's thinking.
Of course she once thought about finding like-minded partners to do some truly interesting and meaningful news.
But whether it was during the school newspaper days or during internships, most people pursued safety, and most of them sneered at her views and looked on coldly.
This is considered a good thing, but more often than not, there are strong obstacles, thinking that she has too many ideas, unnecessary, and dangerous...
For a long time, she has worked hard It is normal for the topic you came up with to fail to pass.
She is used to fighting alone.
Jiang Baige seemed to be involved in the few incidents that she did not break into by herself.
That's why she thought of going with Jiang Baige this time. This is also because she is only in the guessing stage and there shouldn't be much risk.
But Jiang Baige told her that this matter was not as simple as she imagined. The two of them alone were not enough, and she needed to find someone else.
But where are the others?
Jiang Baige understood Song Siwen's silence.
She patted Song Siwen on the shoulder: "Hey, don't be so pessimistic. This is a brand new place. If you don't try it, how will you know?"
The implication is, The classmates and teachers at Anjing University may bring her new surprises.
"Will it?" Song Siwen asked uncertainly.
"I haven't studied journalism at Ann University, so I can't give you an answer... But you're already here. No matter what, you will continue to investigate this matter, right?" Why don't you go find someone who thinks the same as you? The worst outcome is that there is none."
"Okay, I'll tell the instructor about this when school starts."
The two toasted, and the soda bottles collided together, creating an ideal crisp symphony.
***
After the semester started, Jiang Baige successfully moved into the four-person dormitory for graduate students.
Looking at the long-lost but familiar faces of the three people, Jiang Baige felt joyful at meeting old friends again, but could not express this joy.
The four of them belong to different directions, but there are still many overlaps in the required courses for the first year of graduate school.
The difference between this life and the previous life is that because she had already studied at Ann University in her previous life, she knew in advance the gap between herself and her classmates who had studied at Ann University for their undergraduate studies.
So since her sophomore year, she has read many reference books from the Chinese Department of Ann University.
In this way, when she was studying for graduate school, she would not have to repeat the mistakes of the past, studying hard all day long, fearing that she would not be able to keep up with her classmates and teachers, and would not have time to write at all.
Her memories of her previous life at Anda include studying hard and losing her hair.
This is what I faced in my senior year of high school.For Jiang Baige, who was able to spend two or three hours reading novels every day during the college entrance examination, it was almost unimaginable.
She worked so hard, but her efforts were so useless.
So looking back on my three years as a graduate student, although I can’t say I gained nothing, the memories left behind are very thin.
It is so thin that it seems that this time is not a "re-reading" at all, but a complete restart.
Of course, Jiang Baige later realized that this was because she had changed her mentor.
She herself also changed the "inner core".
Now her postgraduate life, in addition to studying hard, has added a new social aspect: she discovered that there are many women's societies in Andali, including one in the Chinese Department alone.
The public account "Nvshufang" that she and Lin Xingran run together has become the best stepping stone to participate in these societies.
After they separated from Lin Xingran, the two still maintained their division of labor, but changed their face-to-face communication and discussions to the Internet.
Jiang Baige was keenly aware that after experiencing the book fair in Spain, Lin Xingran had a new perspective on work and women's writing.
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Somehow, she had a feeling that Lin Xingran's fate seemed to be heading in another direction...
Jiang Baige rubbed his eyes, it was late at night again .
What was different from the past was that none of the four people in the dormitory had any intention of taking a rest. There was only the sound of typing on the keyboard and brushing the pen tip on the paper.
The midterm exam is coming soon.
Some courses require papers, and some courses also require exams. This makes Jiang Baige, who has gradually forgotten the feeling of exams since his junior year, experience the feeling of staying up late to review again.
A small flying insect that still refused to surrender to its fate in autumn landed on the keyboard of Jiang Baige’s laptop.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Jiang Baige stretched out his five fingers and hit it.
Bang——
There was a loud noise, and the small flying insects shattered silently on the keyboard. Someone asked Jiang Baige: "What are you doing, Xiaobai?"
"There are bugs."
With three "Oh——" one after another, everyone's attention returned. Back to the studies at hand.
Jiang Baige was about to operate the mouse, but found that the computer screen suddenly went black for a short period of time, and then restarted.
What happened?
She waited patiently for a few seconds before the computer switched to the password input interface.
Jiang Baige's fingers hovered on the keyboard for three seconds, then he chose to close the display and stood up from the chair.
"I'm ready to sleep."
She announced softly.
Qin Shi, who was closest to her, glanced at the time: "It's not even three o'clock yet, so go to bed."Already? "
Jiang Baige was complaining in his heart: Is this the real academic master!
Qin Shi studied comparative literature. In addition to strong literary skills, he also needed strong academic skills. Language ability.
It does not seem to be difficult for Qin Shi, who has an undergraduate degree in German and is proficient in English, French, and Spanish in addition to Chinese.
If Jiang Baige remembered correctly, Qin Shi would go to Germany to further study classical philosophy in the future.
She stretched, and then Xin Zhiping, who was diagonally opposite, also stood up: "Let's rest. "
These two short words brought Jiang Baige great comfort.
It feels so good to have people of the same kind "giving up" together.
Although she knew that Xin Zhiping was resting probably because today's review task had been completed, not because "since the computers have taken a break, I might as well take a break"
After a brief wash, Jiang Baige climbed back to the upper bunk: The dormitory at Anda is the same as that at Lin Da, with a bed and a desk.
It’s just that the dormitory and desk and bed at Anda are one size smaller.
Jiang Baige fell into a drowsy state, and only saw the message on his phone the next day: [Bai Ge, you are right, I have really found someone I can fight with!]
Not waiting yet. She wanted to understand what Song Siwen was referring to, and the call came in.
"Were you asleep when I sent you the message last night? Song Siwen's voice was very excited, "But I'm so happy!" When I was chatting with a senior sister yesterday, she said that she also found that there seemed to be a problem in Fengshui. "
After saying this, Jiang Baige remembered: "You mean, she also wants to investigate Feng Shui? ”
“Yes. My senior sister likes to travel, so she often hangs out on backpacker forums..." Song Siwen suddenly stopped, "Hey, this matter is a bit complicated, how about we meet to discuss it? ”