After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

"So, she dragged you to the Lover's Lake to enjoy the breeze for half a night?" Jiang Baige's tone was without a smile, "I thought she would tell you that she wanted to break up."

"Are you anxious now?" Han Li laughed softly from the other end of the phone. "I don't know who told me that she would only...A-choo!"

Han Li touched his nose, not knowing whether it was because he caught a cold or because he shouldn't talk about others behind their backs.

But what she said was right. Their original plan was not to end at the cocktail party. Although Zhou Ling was wavering, she had not yet made up her mind to break up - this was within their expectations.

"Student, what flavor would you like?"

The clerk behind the cashier counter was wearing a gray uniform with pink stripes and a baseball cap of the same color. On his chest was a badge with the words "Milk Tea Laboratory" in big cursive letters. He was looking at Jiang Baige with full of energy.

While listening to Han Li's conversation yesterday, Jiang Baige looked up at the menu board in front of her and finally ordered a cup of longan and ginger milk tea.

After all, Han Li was helping her. Now that she was still suffering from the cold, she had to go and see him anyway.

And…she did have something else to say.

After paying, Jiang Baige stepped aside and waited for the milk tea to be ready. On the other end of the phone, Han Li had basically finished his story.

I don't know what Jiang Baige was thinking of, but she said casually: "This Lover's Lake is really a place to take in sad people."

"Who said it wasn't true... First you accompanied Ye Zhi in scolding Lu Tian, ​​and then I accompanied Zhou Ling in scolding Lin Yuanjiang... A-choo!"

Another sneeze.

"Don't wrongly accuse me. I didn't curse anyone. I even advised Xiaozhi - Lu Tian is at least handsome. For the sake of his face, it's not a mistake of principle. Forgive him this time."

"You are good at persuading people."

"Of course." Jiang Baige proudly puffed out her chest in a place where Han Li couldn't see. If she had a loudspeaker in her hand, she could make it known to everyone - "I can not only persuade people, but also take care of them. Wait for me for a moment, and I will deliver 'ginger soup' to your door right away."

Ten minutes later, Han Li was in the dormitory, drinking the ginger-flavored milk tea brought by Jiang Baige, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"The taste of this milk tea... is quite special."

“It just likes to make some novel flavors.”

That’s why it’s called “Milk Tea Laboratory”.

Han Li had heard of this name before: "It's said to be very popular, right? Did you wait in line for a long time?"

Where is this?

Jiang Baige, who has lived in Anjing for nearly ten years, has long been accustomed to the long queues in front of various Internet celebrity stores.

Although the internet celebrity economy is not popular yet, when you ask someone to do something for you, you must have a good attitude. Waiting in line for ten minutes is nothing.

Seeing that the milk tea was about to run out, Jiang Baige spoke quietly: "What do you think about the other thing I told you last time?"

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with chatting with her. But you know me. Being a print model is already conspicuous enough. I don't want to..."

Jiang Baige certainly knew.

The reason I chose to sign the contract with Zhao Bi's company was not for the modeling job, but for the funding. The job was just a by-product.

It just happened to be in line with her interests, so she had no complaints.

However, this was not her real career plan, otherwise she would not have been so scared that she almost ran away when Zhao Bi mentioned filming.

So she also thought that there was no need to continue this interview about "counterattack". However, she did not refuse immediately for Jiang Baige's sake.

"Isn't it good to be famous? You will be very rich." Jiang Baige asked with a smile.

Han Li shook his head: "In the future, I just want to be a fitness coach, support myself, and be as far away from my parents as possible."

"Then I understand."

Jiang Baige accepted it very naturally, which surprised Han Li a little.

"Do you need me to tell Siwen? I remember you told me that she also helped you."

Han Li is indeed kind-hearted.

Sometimes, people who are too kind have a "vampire family" following them. Not being too famous and living a just right life is indeed a good way to protect themselves.

"It doesn't matter. I believe Siwen is not that kind of person—"

Because Jiang Baige believed that the investigation direction she gave her would make a very good report, which would be enough for her to submit to the school newspaper.

Song Siwen is not such a short-sighted person, otherwise she could have waited for Han Li to agree before doing the investigation, instead of...

"I believe she will understand you." Jiang Baige patted Han Li's shoulder. "However, if you are worried that I can't convey your meaning well, we can have a meal together some other day."

Jiang Baige said this, then stood up and left Han Li's dormitory.

Today will be a very busy day, with a very tight schedule, and she probably won't have much time to chat.

The first stop is Han Li’s dormitory.

After getting a definite reply, the next stop was to go to Song Siwen to "report". She quickened her pace and walked towards the place they had agreed to meet.

——Lover Lake.

"I'm not surprised, actually. She doesn't want to continue the interview. Otherwise, I would have asked her myself, and there's no need to look for you."

"But actually, I have another idea."

Song Siwen showed an interested expression: "What do you mean?"

"She just doesn't want to expand her fame, but that doesn't mean she can't talk to you about her experiences during this period. Similarly, you just don't continue to report on her, but it doesn't mean that this matter can't enter your material library. You are a reporter, you know what I mean."

"So how should I talk to her?"

Jiang Baige nodded: "I have already agreed with her. Let's make an appointment another day and have dinner together."

"Then I owe you a big favor."

"Where did you get that? We are like-minded friends. Meeting is fate. There is no need for so many personal connections. If we make it complicated, everyone will be cautious and careful at every step. Isn't that boring?"

There was something else in Song Siwen's eyes when he looked at Jiang Baige. A little puzzled, but more of it was... admiration.

Although she had known for a long time that the person who could write the article on Sugar Garlic Network would not be a person with an empty brain.

But the maturity of Jiang Baige's thinking still exceeded her expectations.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Baige patted her, "Is there something dirty on my face? That won't do. There's a good show tonight."

"A good show?"

Song Siwen's attention was drawn to it.

Jiang Baige made a "secret" gesture and pulled her up: "Did you forget that we were going to watch the debate together today?"

"what do you mean……"

"Well, you said before that you wanted to meet that person, and he will be here today. Didn't you say that you haven't thought of the entry point for the article yet? Maybe this is the missing link..."

Song Siwen knew that he was going to meet that key person, but he didn't expect that Jiang Baige had so many tricks.

It seems that she really needs to get to know "Little White Bird" again: "Let's go!"