Reborn 1990 Xueba Xiaotuantuan

Chapter 71 During the interview

"Duanzi, you're right. I've done the preparations, and it's just your mother who fry the bibimbap. Then, use a noodle press to press out the noodles. After cooking the noodles, we can have lunch. "

Mr. Nan didn't seem to take this kind of preparation work seriously.I feel that I should help with housework.

Ms. Lu was of course happy to see this scene.Because, I don't have to be busy making lunch all the time, I only need to complete the remaining two steps.

After dinner, the three of them washed the pots and pans.

Only then did he leisurely move two chairs and put them next to the deck chairs on the balcony.

A family of three sat neatly by the balcony and watched the scenery.

I saw layers of mushroom-like dark clouds slowly piled up in the eastern sky.After a while, the dark cloud was like a big pot lid, pressing heavily in front of the roof.

The dark clouds are running, chasing, crowding, rolling and gathering.It has the tendency of "black clouds overwhelm the city and want to destroy it".

This sudden change of sky made everything in the room dark.

Then, there was a long burst of lightning and thunder, and bolts of lightning were flying above the sky like fire snakes.

Then, there was a deafening thunderclap, which made the glass on the window crack.

The thunderstorm came as soon as it was said, and for a while, it poured down with torrential rain.Looking at the glass window of the balcony at this moment, it seems that there is an extremely wide bead curtain hanging between the sky and the earth.

Layers upon layers, hazy, nothing can be seen outside the window.

Seeing the scene at this time, Nan Xilou felt that the weather in September could change at any moment.

It was too late to react, and the room, which was only a little cool, became stuffy now.

Feeling almost out of breath, Ms. Lu suggested softly.

"Zhaoguo, Tuanzi. Let's go to bed early today! The weather is not very good. Look at the wind and rain outside. I guess the temperature drops a lot at night."

"By the way, Tuanzi. When you go into the bedroom, you should read more books related to ancient poetry!"

"It may not be tomorrow, but if you can't answer some questions that reporter wants to ask you, it will be a bit embarrassing."

Nan Xiyou nodded obediently.

"Yeah, mom. I'll look through books of ancient poetry when I get back to my bedroom."

In fact, in fact, she knew it in her heart.Ordinary reporters interview, of course, do not interview the knowledge in the book, especially some other issues that are not related to the book.

Even though she thought so, it didn't mean that Nan Xishao didn't prepare for tomorrow's interview.

She went back to the bedroom by herself and took out her pen.In my own small book, I roughly listed a series of questions about ancient poetry that will be asked in interviews.

For example, why is she interested in ancient poetry?For example, what aspects of ancient poetry does she like?For another example, how does she improvise?Make high-quality poems in the shortest time?
These are probably a series of questions, so she also listed the corresponding answers.

Then, she focused and memorized it many times with the 'photographic memory' skill.

When the memories in her mind were almost gone, she changed into her little pajamas, climbed into bed, lay down and prepared to fall asleep.

The time for sleeping always passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the next morning came.

As usual, Nanxirou's biological clock automatically woke her up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, slowly climbed out of bed, pulled on her slippers, walked to her small wardrobe, opened the door, and wanted to choose some more formal clothes from among them.

She picked and picked for a long time, and finally found a set that could match and look very gentlemanly.

She was wearing a small white vest, a white princess-collared shirt, and a pair of small wide-leg dark blue jeans, and a pair of pink and tender sneakers on her feet.

After getting dressed, she obediently went to the sink to wash up.

After breakfast, around [-]:[-], Ms. Lu started to feel a little anxious.

Because Ms. Lu was worried that Nanxi Shao would perform abnormally or say something wrong during the interview, so she looked worried.

Nan Xirou herself felt Ms. Lu's nervousness.She comforted with a coquettish smile.

"Mom, don't worry about my interview. I had roughly thought about the interview questions at the press conference last night. I guarantee that nothing will go wrong, and there will be nothing wrong with it."

Ms. Lu knew clearly that she should believe what Nanxirou said [-]%, but she seemed unable to do so, her nervous heart was pounding.

Instead, Nan Xishao calmed down. After going out with Ms. Lu, she was still full of energy.Look left and right to see if there are any novel places or locations.

By the time Professor Ni arrived at home, the reporter had already made his own preparations.Holding a thick notebook in his hand, he kept writing and drawing on it.

Nan Xiyou guessed that the page that was opened in the notebook must be densely written.They were all reporters. He wanted to ask his own questions, so he couldn't help sighing.

After entering the room, she politely greeted the reporter.He obediently sat across from him.

The reporter was shocked that the winner of the "Poetry Contest" was a three-year-old child, but now he saw Nan Xishao's appearance.

He was even more surprised, this kid not only had a smart mouth, but also looked cute and cute.

I was a little stunned for a while, and it took about half a minute to realize that the subject of my interview today is really a three-year-old girl!

"Hello, the winner of the 'Poetry Contest', what should I call you?"

"Hello, Uncle Reporter, my name is Nan Xichao, you can call me Xiaotuanzi."

"Duanzi, hello. Thank you for accepting my interview. I will officially start the interview~ Please be prepared to answer."

The reporter said softly.

"Okay! Uncle reporter, I'm ready!"

Nan Ximo's cheeks were pink and tender at this moment. She rested her cheeks on her hands, her bright eyes in her big eye sockets moved slowly, and her delicate chin was slightly raised, as if she was looking forward to the reporter's questions.

"Ahem! Tuanzi. The first question I want to interview you is, as a three-year-old child, it's the first time for you to participate in a large-scale competition like the 'Poetry Contest'. Are you nervous?"

"And when improvising at the end, how did you manage to complete the three poems as quickly as possible?"

The reporter was full of curiosity, his eyes full of anticipation, holding the pen in his hand, waiting for her answer.

"Hmm~ Uncle reporter, actually I was a little nervous when I participated in the first round."

　Didi ~ I am coming to the second update!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)