Chapter 45

"Tiantian, have you finished the telephone interview for the micro-fiction contest? Lisa is urging."

In an office building in Chaoyang District, Beijing, Li Tiantian responds hurriedly: "Isn't the deadline tomorrow?"

"Lisa, you know, it's changed to today. It has to be updated on the website at midnight."

The Xinglang intern reporter, wearing round glasses and with a clear and elegant face, is a bit panicked. As one of the most famous companies in the current era, the competition pressure for Xinglang interns is not small, and job opportunities are very hard to come by.

It's not easy for Chinese majors to find jobs.

In fact, the post-contest interview for the "micro-fiction contest" is just a very subtle job, otherwise it wouldn't be handed to an intern to handle, but anyone who has worked knows...

If you do small things well, it's useless.

If you mess up small things, you're executed directly.

She hurriedly opens her email. Fortunately, the "Little Deer" she contacted earlier replied, but requested that she must be contacted after 9 p.m.

Li Tiantian pushes her glasses. Nine o'clock is too late... even if she is willing to work overtime, she can't catch up with Lisa's requirements.

Looking at the time... seven o'clock, it is already after work for most people in the country. Let's try calling ahead.

Li Tiantian tries to enter the mobile phone number and dials it.

She is also quite interested in this author herself. The other party's micro-fiction is full of literary grace, with elegant diction, concise and profound, and received high votes from both public judges and expert judges.

It can almost be said to be the first by a wide margin.

She remembers one of the professional judges, a teacher from the Chinese department of Jing University, specifically asking them if it was written by a professional writer. To be precise, that article can be called "micro-fiction," and if you change the arrangement, it is an excellent "poem."

At that time, she also read it several times, and even after it was announced, she decisively intercepted a paragraph to use as her mobile phone background.

"The sunset drowns in the orange sea, the evening wind sinks into the city's forest."

The phone shows it is connecting...

Before the "beep" sound even rang, it was already disconnected.

Li Tiantian looks at her phone suspiciously... this is too fast. Compared to the other party hanging up, it looks more like a signal problem.

So she dials again.

The result is the same.

After dialing for the third time, someone finally answers.

"Are you sick? Who is this!"

Li Tiantian says hurriedly: "Hello, is this Teacher 'Bed Explorer'?"

"Call me later, I'm in evening self-study."

The phone is hung up again.

Li Tiantian holds the phone, thinking she heard wrong...

What did the other party say? Evening self-study?

Must have heard wrong, is it... playing with her?

Waiting for two hours in agony, Li Tiantian organizes the questions she prepared, makes a bowl of noodles in the pantry, clips up her slightly oily bangs, and the time finally reaches nine o'clock.

The phone is dialed again, and this time it takes a long time to be answered.

"Hello, is this Teacher 'Bed Explorer'? I am Xinglang reporter Tina."

"Speak Chinese."

"Uh... I am Xinglang reporter Li Tiantian."

"Didn't I say call me after nine?"

The voice on the other side of the phone is very young, so young that Li Tiantian is a bit surprised: "Sorry, because the deadline is tonight, are you convenient to accept an interview now?"

On the other side of the phone, the young voice says: "I'm on the way home from school, about ten minutes or so is fine."

So it's a student... and he is really talented! Can he write this kind of thing at this age?

If it were a college student, it would be fine, but if it's a high school student...

Li Tiantian immediately detects the three elements of news.

Shock! Shock! Still shock!

Not to mention a follow-up to an activity, this kind of news could even go on the main portal of Xinglang. This would be a big plus for an intern reporter.

Li Tiantian's pen tip stands up, and she immediately starts digging into the story behind it.

"Because this is our first communication, can you briefly introduce your basic situation? Name, occupation, etc."

"Forget the name, I'll use a pen name. Occupation: student."

"Are you a college student?"

"High school student."

Li Tiantian's spirit is lifted! Immediately starts digging into the story behind it!

"What was the opportunity for you to pay attention to the 'micro-fiction contest'?"

"I didn't pay attention, a friend helped me submit it."

"Do you have a hobby of writing on weekdays?"

"No, occasionally write essays."

The phone call is very brief. The high school student doesn't have the nervousness of being suddenly asked by a reporter, and some leading questions are fooled away.

Especially when the other party hears that the "money transfer" matter is not her business, the interest in chatting feels visibly reduced.

Only ten minutes later, the high school boy indicates he is home and terminates the interview.

But Li Tiantian still gets a lot of information. With reasonable "polishing," she starts writing the draft.

In this era, "news" has long ceased to be such a serious thing; it is just a carrier to attract public attention.

"A teenager from a small county in the scattered province can write words that make people think deeply. Has the education method buried a genius..."

"An ordinary high school student has received the praise and recognition of a professor from the Chinese department of Jing University. How many such geniuses are there... Why didn't the school teachers notice a rising new star!"

News, after all, who would read it if it's just plain narration? Otherwise, what are reporters and media for?

"Ordinary grades" is her guess, "recognized by Jing University Chinese department" is actually just a question she asked.

"Buried by education"... isn't this the basic operation?

But whenever a young person achieves something, it's never wrong to lead it in this direction.

Li Tiantian doesn't feel there is anything wrong with herself.

The clattering keyboard sound stops, and Li Tiantian looks very satisfied, but always feels something is missing.

Finally, as if by divine intervention, she adds a sentence: "Will he become the second 'Han Han'?"

Then she changes the title to: "Small-town teenager becomes micro-fiction contest champion, another Han Han-style genius buried?"

Perfect! This flavor is too right!

Textbook-level media technique!

Then add a life photo sent by "Little Deer."

As for the "life photo" used for the illustration, it was taken casually by Zhai Da and Lu Siwen on the way to school, and only Lu Siwen's N96 could take a photo with decent clarity.

Because Zhai Da didn't care at all, he just let Lu Siwen take a back view on the way to school.

Ordinary, not handsome at all, and didn't show his face.

But combined with Li Tiantian's words, it creates a kind of "desolate" feeling.

A teenager who seems to have talent but is not understood by the world.

The more ordinary the photo, the more exaggerated the description in the text, doesn't it show a stronger contrast?

Because his literary thoughts were like a collapsing bladder, Li Tiantian wrote it exceptionally smoothly, and soon this news draft was sent to Lisa for review.

The news department itself pays attention to "seizing the timing," so even though it was very late, this news passed several levels and, in Li Tiantian's excited mood, successfully appeared on the website.

And it is... on the portal homepage! It got an excellent position!

As for how long it can stay here, it depends on the click-through rate and feedback, but for an intern, this is undoubtedly a huge plus.

Li Tiantian is so excited that she can't sleep in her bed, her little hands shaking all night.