The interview lasted for a long time, and the director had no intention of stopping in the middle. The more material like this, the better. Anyway, we still have to edit it when we get back.

The female host in the middle only cleverly guided the interview twice towards the "uselessness of knowledge" and "money is all about". Zhou Zhi also expressed her own views closely based on her own works, using her grandmother as an example.

When the interview finally ended, the crowd dared to breathe a sigh of relief and then dispersed.

The host Chi Xueli was sorting out the drafts on the desktop - there is no teleprompter yet - while smiling at Zhou Zhi: "Xiao Zhi is really good, the typhoon is steady, and there is no stage fright. I was worried before coming, but in the end

Many adults are not as relaxed as you."

"That's Sister Xue Li, you hosted and guided it well." Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "And don't underestimate me, I have hosted the school New Year's Day performance."

Chi Xueli laughed so hard that her branches trembled: "Little slippery man, you still have the right to speak to me?! What did the host guide you?"

"The paragraphs are all buttoned up." Zhou Zhi also smiled: "Cut them as you like."

Chi Xueli was stunned and recalled what he just said, eh? It seemed like that was really the case!

"How about you major in directing in the future?" Chi Xueli dragged the pen and notebook on Zhou Zhi's desk: "We had a great time cooperating with you. I'll leave you a pager number and phone number. If you have the opportunity to go to Shudu

, just call my sister and I will take you to play."

"Sister, you are really saving money."

"Huh?" Chi Xueli was stunned again: "Why do you say that?"

"Sister is a big star." Zhou Zhi put on a look of contempt: "If you really go to the Du Fu Thatched Cottage of Wuhou Temple, you won't be surrounded by 30% of the people on the third floor and outside?"

"Hmph! So the most you can do is take me around Taiwan and eat in the cafeteria once. Sister, you can really save money."

"Ah? Cluck..." Today's entertainment projects are far less rich than those of later generations. Chi Xueli is a big host of the provincial station. After thinking about it, this is indeed the case.

After laughing, he spat: "Ghosts and ghosts! As long as you come, I will make special arrangements for you, okay?!"

When Zhou Zhi opened Zhou Zhi's notebook and prepared to leave a phone number, he looked at the content: "What is this?"

"This is an outline." Zhou Zhi replied: "In the past two days, I have been thinking about what questions my sister might ask me, and then I made an outline."

After speaking, he shrugged his shoulders: "But it's no use."

Chi Xueli turned to the last blank page of the book, wrote two numbers and tore them off: "This is for you, don't tell anyone else. This book... belongs to my sister."

This time it was Zhou Zhi's turn to be stunned: "Sister, you are too lazy to steal too much, right?"

Chi Xueli lightly kicked Zhou Zhi: "Don't make trouble! It's useless if you keep it!"

"..."

After saying hello to the aunt and director who led the team, this interview is over.

Grandma had been pushed home by her father a long time ago. My mother had no intention of returning the wheelchair sent to her by the Qianxian County Hospital in Gujing Township.

Yang He also arrived this morning and watched the interview in the crowd.

The interview is not enviable, but after the interview, there is the benefit of "flirting" with the beautiful woman, which makes Yang He extremely envious!

And there are two of them waiting next to me, the old one still has charm, the younger one hasn't grown yet, but they both look the same.

This is death by drought and death by waterlogging.

This damn elbow is so damn hateful!

The older one and the younger one are Guan Tingting and her mother. Guan’s mother is determined to train her daughter to become a singer, and then be on TV and become a star.

I heard that the provincial station was coming to interview Zhou Zhi, so I brought Guan Tingting to "observe" her, so as to lay a solid foundation for her future performances on stage.

I feel sorry for the parents in the world, but how many children can understand this painstaking effort?

For example, Guan Tingting, Guan's mother's original intention was for her to observe Chi Xueli more closely. Such an opportunity is indeed very rare for people in small counties.

But what about the little girl? She kept looking at Brother Zhou Zhi there.

"Brother Zhou Zhi, why aren't you scared at all?" Guan Tingting opened her little hands: "I'm almost nervous to death. Look, my hands are sweaty!"

"Why are you nervous? This is not a live broadcast. If something goes wrong, it can be re-recorded." Zhou Zhi smiled and said: "On your side, Tingting, please be steady when you broadcast live on the TV station in the future."

One sentence made Da Qingyi of the county theater troupe smile with joy: "The elbow is right...what are you always doing without the rules!"

The latter sentence was addressed to Guan Tingting, who had secretly reached out and was about to wipe Zhou Zhi's body: "This opportunity is rare. When I communicate with Aunt Chi later, I must be polite, do you understand?"

"Tingting listen to me. She will call her sister soon. Never call her aunt." Zhou Zhi said goodbye to Guan's mother with a smile: "Auntie, I'm leaving. There are still classmates here. Thank you Uncle Guan for arranging the conference room for grandma.

."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Guan Ma smiled and said, "You're so capable! Auntie will make you stewed pigeons with gastrodia elata some other day!"

"Hey, that's good!"

After leading the foreign monk out of the conference room, Zhou Zhi suddenly thought of a question.

Wait! Stewed pigeon with Gastrodia elata?! Guan Ma, where did this pigeon come from?!

Looking back, he saw that Guan's mother had taken Guan Tingting and walked towards the filming team with a smile on her face. Zhou Zhi had no choice but to shake his head and said to the foreign monk: "Let's go home."

Yang and He have been busy in the countryside recently and know nothing about what is happening in the city. The honest children are dumbfounded by such a "big battle".

What's going on? Isn't it just a minor surgery?

I followed Zhou Zhi to the house in a daze. Grandma had already dug out the small bamboo basket and was ready to start work.

Dad said a simple hello and hurried out to go back to the work.

But my mother took out the basket on her back and said, "Yang He is here to save the day. Zhou Zhi hasn't removed the stitches yet, and the family is almost out of rice!"

"The food stamps and money are here. Help my aunt carry some rice to the food station, and pick up a few kilograms of vegetable oil by the way!"

"When we come back, we'll go to Nanguan to buy some steamed buns with Zhou Zhi! We'll make some rice milk in the afternoon."

After saying that, I was a little doubtful about Yang He's ability. This kid is bigger than Weiji, but smaller than Zhou Zhi. Overall, he is still skinny: "Can you carry thirty pounds? If you can't carry twenty pounds, maybe."

, I’ll take the rest another day.”

Yang He felt insulted: "Auntie, I can only carry a hundred pounds at home."

My mother laughed: "Yang He is still very powerful and sensible. Unlike Zhou Zhi, asking him to pump two kilograms of rapeseed oil would cost my aunt a bun!"

Hey! Isn’t it too much to step on your own son like this?

Yang He was relieved, her grandmother was still the same grandmother, her mother was still the same mother, and her father was still the same father.

Grandma pressed Yang He with a smile: "The monk is here? How many days will he stay here?"

Yang He opened a snakeskin bag, which contained a piece of bacon and a piece of bacon: "The Spring Festival will be in a few days, and I have to go back before the festival."

This kid was afraid of being criticized by his parents for bringing something, so he didn't even take it out just now.

Who says honest people are incapable of understanding the world?

"Grandma, let's go carry rice!" Zhou Zhi also put the white plastic oil drum at home into the basket.

"Go ahead and come back early."

After leaving the door, the two of them walked towards the grain station beside the Chishui River Bridge. Along the way, Zhou Zhi told Yang He about the recent events.

Yang He listened silently, and finally heard Zhou Zhi talk about getting thirty yuan in royalties. He hesitated for a long time: "Elbow, I want to borrow some money from you."

Zhou Zhi was stunned for a moment. In his previous life, Yang He only took the college entrance examination after graduating from high school. Even in his most difficult time, he never said this.

Later, while studying, Zhou Zhi took the initiative to put three hundred yuan in the letter and sent it to him, but Yang He did not receive it.

Later Zhou Zhi checked the system and found out that the post office has regulations that do not allow money to be included in letters, otherwise the post office has the right to confiscate it.

In other words, Zhou Zhi has never actually helped Zhou Zhi financially.

"What happened at home?" Zhou Zhi asked: "You came a few days late, is it because something happened at home?"

"My dad got sick, and the family spent a lot of money to treat him."

"So you had a fight with your brother and sister-in-law?" Zhou Zhi asked, "They don't want you to continue studying?"

Yang He was silent again.

"How much do you want to borrow? How much can you borrow from other places besides me? You still have two and a half years of high school and how many years are left until you pass the exam. Is that enough?"

"What do you mean?!" Yang He finally broke out: "Are you happy that I can't read? I only have one idea now, that is, I can read for as long as I can! Even if I can only read for one more day, I will read!

no?!"

I am more frightened than Cousin Dayong when I am an honest person. Zhou Zhi slapped Yang He on the back of the neck: "Shut up! Listen to me!"

Yang He shut up angrily: "I shouldn't have come to you."

Thoughtful but with a bit of pride in his playful smile: "If you don't come to me, you will regret it for the rest of your life. I'll tell you!"

"I have already thought of a way. This Spring Festival, we are going to make money! Me, Mr. Qiao, you, Airplane, and Airplane's sister, we will make money together."

"Can...can you earn it?"

"Of course I can earn it!" Zhou Zhi thought for a moment: "But my preparation time is from the first to the third day of the junior high school. You are not at home these days..."

"It doesn't matter, I will go back to celebrate my thirties and come over early in the morning on the first day of the new year!"

"Then your parents, brothers and sister-in-law won't scold you to death! Let me think about it..." Zhou Zhi thought for a moment: "How much did you want to borrow from me just now?"

"Uh... didn't you say there was a royalties of thirty yuan?"

"Are you not planning to save any points for me?" Zhou Zhi couldn't help but look at Yang He with admiration: "Thanks to me for always treating you as an honest person..."

"..." Yang He suddenly blushed because he just blurted out this.

But having said that, only Zhou Zhi could make him blurt out like this.

"Thirty yuan is given to you, but it's an advance from your income due in the next few days. It's not a loan, and you don't have to pay it back."

"real?!"

"Take these 30 yuan and wait until the 29th when you go back and give it to your sister-in-law. Tell her that you earned it through a work-study program in the city with me. Your father is sick and you haven't paid a penny, so these 30 yuan will be considered as

Share it with your brother and sister-in-law."

"Then you tell your brother and sister-in-law that I want you to stay and help, and ask for a price...well, twenty a day, but you refused because you wanted to go home to celebrate the New Year with them."
Chapter completed!