Chapter 134 Interview (Part 2)
The camera started filming before the car stopped.
What the program crew wanted to shoot was the "real side of life". In fact, they had called Rong Yuan before coming, but for the sake of "authenticity", the visitors were told in advance not to greet them outside the door, and just to do what they should do as usual.
It also goes without saying that when they are filming this kind of show, no one will really act like they are home alone. They tidy up when necessary, put on makeup when necessary, and act when necessary. Unless their acting is so fake that it is unbearable to watch, they will generally tolerate each other.
The camera deliberately gave a close-up of the front of the dilapidated warehouse. Jiang Zi couldn't help showing a very real look of astonishment when she didn't expect that the top scorer in the college entrance examination lived there. She had confirmed with Wang Haojun again and again before parking the car, and when she knocked on the door, her expression was still a bit complicated.
The door creaked open quickly. The sunlight outside poured into the house as the door opened, and gradually shone on the person who opened the door.
Rong Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly. After a second or two, he showed a very faint smile. However, there was no smile in his light-colored pupils, only a kind of imperceptible alienation.
Jiang Zi's breath shortened. For a moment she felt as if someone was looking down upon her. She even forgot what she should say.
Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a moment, Rong Yuan quickly deepened his smile, making it more obvious and less aggressive - in fact, sometimes he couldn't figure out what was going on. He didn't scold or get angry, but the people around him just kept silent. Sometimes Zhou Yuan did an experiment wrong and he looked at her and she shed tears as if she was bullied, Rong Yuan didn't know what to say. Fortunately, he suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was the controller of public opinion and the key figure in whether their cotton candy could successfully launch the first shot. He restrained his expression in time and made himself look more enthusiastic, which would not be wrong.
Jiang Zi could not feel Rong Yuan's enthusiasm at all. Compared with the interviewers she had met before, Rong Yuan was terribly cold . Fortunately, Wang Haojun's statement had played a big role in her heart. It had planted the seed that this child was relatively lonely and established a relatively good initial impression. This made Jiang Zi still have great goodwill towards Rong Yuan at this time.
After introducing themselves and explaining the purpose of their visit, the two shook hands. Jiang Zi noticed that Rong Yuan's fingers were slender, dry, and slightly cool. The handshake was done in a split second, without deliberately prolonging the time to convey enthusiasm or take advantage. The most special thing was that his hands were clean, with nothing on them. You know, after three years of high school, because of holding the pen for a long time and writing a lot, many students have more or less some calluses on their thumbs, index fingers, middle fingers, and palm edges due to friction, which may take several years to slowly eliminate.
If there are no calluses, it means that the amount of writing is much less than that of ordinary students.
This thought flashed through her mind like lightning, and Jiang Zi kept this discovery in mind. When she went back to sort out the content of the interview, she could decide whether to add this point as needed. Then they walked into the door together.
Like everyone who comes here for the first time, Jiang Zi’s attention was attracted by the bookshelf against the wall at first sight. She slightly parted her red lips, revealing a somewhat cute expression of .
The cameraman was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly and professionally moved the camera away from Rong Yuan and Jiang Zi and gave the bookshelf a panoramic scan and close-up of more than ten seconds.
The bookshelf was now more spectacular than when Zhou Yuan first saw it, and many original books published in foreign countries had been added. Rong Yuan read books very quickly, reading an average of 2.3 books a day. After a year, almost all the free space in this room was filled with partitions of different lengths, filled with various books. It felt like all the walls were made of books, as if adding another piece of paper would collapse the whole room. The spines of books of various colors and the texts of various countries were arranged in a crowded but not messy way, which had a strange sense of beauty.
"I'm so surprised. I thought I was in a library." Jiang Zi couldn't help asking, "Have you read all these books?"
Rong Yuan did not answer, but gestured for her to pick up a book at random and take a look.
Jiang Zi was skeptical and picked up a recently published astronomy book from the nearest bookshelf. When she held it in her hand, she felt something was wrong. There was a clear difference in the texture between the new book and the old book. The book in her hand was brand new, as if the plastic cover had just been removed. She sneered in her heart at Rong Yuan's use of this shelf of new books to show his love of learning. She decided to cut this part out when she went back to edit, and only keep the shot of the bookshelf, and then casually opened the page of the book.
Then Jiang Zi was stunned.
She quickly flipped through the book from beginning to end, and then from end to beginning. Finally, she raised her head and looked at Rong Yuan in disbelief, then spread the book on the table and walked quickly to the bookshelf.
Jiang Zi seemed to want to prove something. She read from the top to the bottom, from sugar books to original foreign language books, from astronomy to biology. Finally, she spread out more than twenty books from different disciplines and different bookshelves on the table. In any book, on the page she opened at random, there were notes and thoughts written by Rong Yuan.
Looking at the bookshelf that still seemed full and without any gaps, all the books on it had a different meaning in Jiang Zi's eyes. When she looked at Rong Yuan again, the smile and admiration on her face seemed much more real.
"The path to the mountain of books is made through diligence, the boat to the boundless sea of learning is made through hard work. You have made us understand the meaning of this poem again." Jiang Zi said sincerely, completely overturning her previous impression that the boy opposite her was "smart but not working hard to learn." Then she finally got to the point and said, "After seeing these books, I think I understand why you are the first top scholar in Tang Country with a perfect score and not someone else. How did you feel after knowing the results?"
Rong Yuan said: "I'm a little surprised. Getting full marks is a lot of luck."
Apart from other things, Rong Yuan can now be said to have a photographic memory, and his memory of various knowledge points will never be wrong. High school mathematics, physics and chemistry are not difficult at all. However , he has always been unsure of the score for composition. Sometimes it is very high, sometimes it is very low. If the article itself requires lyricism, his score is often very bleak. Sometimes he will get comments such as "pile up words", "don't know what it means", "lack of true feelings", etc., which is a typical negative example.
During the exam, he went against his usual habit and wrote a passionate and uplifting argumentative essay in pure classical Chinese. His words were extremely gorgeous and his reasoning was rigorous and profound, interspersed with a large number of ancient poems (thanks to his good memory) and a few poems he wrote himself according to the rhythm of the rhymes (thanks again to his large amount of knowledge and his active thinking ability that could be drawn from his memory at any time). After finishing the essay, Rong Yuan felt that his score would not be too low, but he did not expect to get a full score. This was truly the first time in history.
Jiang Zi heard the pride hidden in his words and asked jokingly, "The full score was partly due to luck... so you are not surprised by the title of 'No. 1 Scholar', right?"
Rong Yuan was not as modest as she thought. He nodded and said as a matter of course, "Yes, that's right."
——These two simple words fully explain the fundamental reason why he has only one friend since he was a child.
Jiang Zi was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to continue with the following questions. She looked down at the cue card, skipped questions like "What is the pressure of becoming the top scholar" and "What changes have you made in your mood?" and laughed dryly, "It seems that Rong Yuan is really confident in himself. So in terms of study methods and improving study efficiency, do you have any experience that you can share with future juniors?"
This ordinary question made Rong Yuan a little troubled. He frowned and considered how to answer.
Study method? Study efficiency? What are they? Rong Yuan felt that he did not use any special method. He just read books and did exercises. The content of high school was very simple. He understood everything when he read books. He enjoyed the sense of accomplishment and pleasure of solving problems by doing exercises. He never used this method to train himself to master the knowledge that he had already mastered.
Instead of asking him what learning methods he could recommend, he actually wanted to ask, why do you need to find a rigid way to learn such a simple thing? Can't you just learn it by looking at it?
But even if Rong Yuan didn't understand other people's troubles, he knew that if he really said this, it would be an indiscriminate world-class... or at least a national-level ridicule. So after thinking for a moment, he said seriously and cautiously: "To sum up, there are two points - focus and diligence."
——There will never be any problem with a popular and standardized answer. Although he thinks IQ is the decisive factor, it is better to be humble.
Jiang Zi expanded on what he said and said, "I understand. You need to be focused and not be distracted when studying. In addition, you need to study persistently and not waste your time. To be successful, in addition to one percent of talent, you also need to pay ninety-nine percent of sweat, right?"
"Yes." Rong Yuan nodded, feeling that she said it much better than he did.
"Speaking of diligence..." Jiang Zi asked a new question, "What do you think of the sea of questions that many students value nowadays?"
——What do you think? It’s a stupid thing to do! In fact, they spend a lot of time to exchange for a little bit of pitiful progress, but they don’t spend a little time to think about their real problems!
Rong Yuan thought about how Jin Yang would answer, and then said: "Different people are suitable for different methods. No matter what tactics, as long as you can learn knowledge, it is beneficial."
Jiang Zi nodded approvingly. When asked this question, many people would immediately reject it as if they had stepped on a minefield, and then give some seemingly plausible but actually difficult to implement suggestions. In fact, the reason why a long-criticized "stupid method" can continue to have such a long vitality is definitely because it still has a lot of merits, but it is not recognized in the positive official propaganda because it lacks efficiency, skills, creativity and flexibility.
"As far as I know, the university you chose is the Department of Biophysics and Structural Biology of B City Medical University. Can you tell me why you chose this major?" Jiang Zi asked again.
