"Ah!"
Zhang Lingchuan's shocked expression made Song Wanqing laugh as if she had achieved some mischievous delight, covering her mouth with laughter, her almond eyes curved into small spirals.
"I now understand why Teacher Chen said we would have things to chat about. Turns out you're my amazing junior, Wanqing. Are you from Qing High or Qing Er?"
Qing County has a total of three high schools.
One is called Qing County High School.
The other is called Qing County Second Middle School.
And there's another one called Qing County National High School.
But Qing County National High School is a bit worse. Generally, the ones with good grades are in Qing High and Qing Er.
He was curious about which school she was actually from.
There was a junior from his hometown who got into the same university, and she had been there for three years without him knowing! That was too unreasonable!!
Teachers in Qing County high schools need to be criticized!
"I'm not from Qing County; my hometown is in a small county named Jinxi in Southwest Yuzhou, Master Zhang~"
Song Wanqing, now less reserved, smiled as she introduced herself, ending with a bit of her hometown dialect.
"You're from Yuzhou in the Shu Region? Then how come you're studying at Northeastern University and doing a summer internship in Qing County?"
Zhang Lingchuan was shocked.
Hometown in the Shu Region.
Studying in the Northeast.
Interning in Qing County, in the western part of Lingnan Province, that's quite a distance.
"Because my new home is in Chun City. Then, my aunt got married around here, so I came to play a little, and incidentally did a summer internship. Master Zhang, this tofu from Guilin is really good."
Song Wanqing tried it and suddenly realized that this Guilin tofu was really good.
"Right, it wasn't that bad, and it was convenient too."
Zhang Lingchuan roughly understood.
Hometown in Yuzhou.
Then settled in Chun City, attended the local university, and came over because the aunt married in this area of Qing County.
Came here during summer vacation to play and also interned at the Integrated Media Center.
After chatting a few words.
He found that this girl wasn't as shy as imagined.
She was quite a chatterbox.
He had thought yesterday that she was a quiet, shy little girl.
Indeed, people cannot be judged by appearances.
"I initially thought Teacher Zhang was living such a hard life..."
Song Wanqing looked slightly embarrassed.
Turned out she made a mistake.
"Actually, it is somewhat tough. Oh right, Wanqing, Teacher Chen and the others might not even come. During daylight, you don't need reflectors and lighting, how about traveling light and just sitting in my car to go over?"
Zhang Lingchuan inquired.
No need to drive two cars over.
"Sure, I'll listen to you, Teacher Zhang!"
Song Wanqing nodded firmly.
"Then let's happily decide on this!!"
With a school junior, the communication became less restrained.
"Yeah! From today, our news department and beast department will form a powerful alliance! To glorify Ji Da's hundred-year veterinarian heritage, it's our responsibility!!"
Song Wanqing clenched her small fist, her almond eyes burning with fervent flames.
"Our responsibility… eh, wait, beast department???"
Just when a surge of hot-bloodedness was about to rush up, and the two Ji Da alumni were ready to give it their all, Zhang Lingchuan suddenly felt something was off.
The term "beast department" sounded so strange.
"Oh, wrong! It's the Beast Academy! Glorifying Ji Da's hundred-year beast heritage! It's the responsibility of every news student and beast student!"
Song Wanqing immediately corrected seriously.
"..."
Zhang Lingchuan for the first time felt that this correction might not have been necessary.
Although it was a clandestine nickname among themselves, why did their animal academy have to bear the weight of the words "beast department".
Could it be because the veterinarian discipline was declining, so the nickname had to be weightier?
"Teacher Zhang, let's not dwell on this small flaw; let's first conduct the survey. Do you want to get a good placing in this competition?"
Song Wanqing helped herself to another piece of Guilin tofu, then looked at Zhang Lingchuan as he was devouring his buns and asked.
"What kind of question is that? Isn't competition for a good placing? Without a good placing, how can we glorify Ji Da's hundred-year beast... heritage."
Tongue slipped.
Should have said Ji Da's hundred-year veterinarian heritage.
He thought about it.
This girl only said a few words yesterday.
Even today, she was shy when she came.
How come after just drinking some porridge and eating two pieces of Guilin tofu, she changed completely?
"Teacher Zhang, I surveyed the top-ranked veterinarians now, and very few work solo, so if you want to get a ranking, having no assistance is actually very difficult."
Song Wanqing earnestly pointed out.
"So?"
Zhang Lingchuan naturally understood the truth Song Wanqing was talking about.
Never mind that his flashy operation had attracted over two thousand fans yesterday, and his live broadcast ranking cracked the top fifty in the trend list.
But that ranking was just for the first day.
The live broadcast competition lasts three months, and those with a foundation disdain to start broadcasting so early, so it's mostly them, the small fish, jumping around.
Moreover, in the veterinarian field, there's actually a severe gap.
Only the grassroots, the high-level, and the top-tier, with no middle layer.
What are the grassroots? Those are the bloggers with under one hundred thousand fans; they are grassroots.
There are very few with hundreds of thousands of followers, while there are over twenty veterinarian bloggers with millions of followers, and very few work solo, some even have millions-plus follower veterinarians leading their entire team.
If all of them were involved, it would be difficult to break into the top thirty even with extraordinary luck and working solo.
"So I think Teacher Zhang, you're missing an assistant! Leave it to me, let's combine forces and make a breakthrough!!"
Song Wanqing adjusted her black-framed glasses, her elegant face, a pink single-clip hairpin, with a pair of sharp eyes looking at Zhang Lingchuan, and a blinding gleam appeared surprisingly.
For some reason, he suddenly felt like he was in a detective world seeing a scene where the culprit is revealed to be you.
"Never mind, never mind, Wanqing, I can't afford to hire your news department's operations."
Zhang Lingchuan shook his head.
From the start, he intended to do things within his means, how can you hire people before earning anything?
Besides, being dirt poor, with a year left in his master's program to graduate, apart from being handsome, he's practically broke to the point it jingles.
"Master Zhang, striving for Ji Da's heritage is the glory of every Ji Da student; how can you talk about money, we should talk about love."
Song Wanqing made a 'NONONO' gesture with her slim hand, her almond eyes full of disdain for the mundane.
"So noble?"
Zhang Lingchuan was a bit stunned, why does this junior emit holy light all over, it doesn't make sense!
"Of course, alumni supporting one another, plus this isn't operations; I don't manage Teacher Zhang's account, I just help with video editing and support during my break, but you can't blame me if we don't place well later on."
Song Wanqing spoke while eating, her gaze slightly more intense.
"Definitely not."
If someone generates electricity for love, helping him for free, how could he blame them?
Looks like today's porridge was indeed worth it.
Quickly finishing the bowl of porridge, he took the bowl to the kitchen.
The time soon reached 9:50 AM.
Zhang Lingchuan left a big bowl of porridge for Wangcai, and the two departed in a Wuling Hongguang.
At 10:40 AM.
Shili Town, Dongpo Village, Xiapo Village.
This was the venue for their live broadcast today, and a small vow thrived in Zhang Lingchuan's heart—that today, no matter what, they would not treat any illness!!
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