v2 Chapter 310： Sorry to worry you

Soon, the interview came to Jiang Feng.

Because Jiang Yong went to the teahouse and had a conversation with Jiang Weiming and his father, this time accompanied Wu Minqi with Deputy Editor-in-Chief.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang was still a little weird. It didn't matter how Jiang Yong sent Zhang Guanghang downstairs to send people away. He only sent a WeChat message saying that he had something to do when he left.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang sent several messages to Jiang Yong and he didn't reply. He was a little worried that Jiang Yong had something unexpected.

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Wang led Jiang Feng to the door of the box.

The location where Xu Chen interviews is always strange, the back kitchen, the home, the pavilion, the backyard, the observation deck, the box, the hall, and sometimes even walking on the street while asking, where I want to go, why? Whatever you want.

Boxes are already a rare, very normal place for interviews.

Jiang Feng pushed in, and Deputy Editor-in-chief stayed at the door. After seeing Jiang Feng entering, he turned to the next room to arrange the recording of the interview with Wu Minqi.

Jiang Feng walked into the box. Xu Cheng just said a lot now and he is drinking tea. There is a young girl sitting beside Xu Cheng with her head down. Liu Hai blocked her face and couldn't see clearly.

Jiang Feng felt that the young girl was very familiar. Although she could not see her face clearly, she looked very familiar with her head bowed and her face blocked.

How did this sentence come about? The younger sister looked good and looked familiar.

Chen Xiuxiu looked up.

"Xiu Xiu?" Jiang Feng couldn't believe his eyes.

Why is Chen Xiuxiu here? Shouldn't she be in Modu now?

In July, Jiang Feng heard from Comrade Wang Xiulian that Chen Xiuxiu found a job as an intern at a good company in Modu, and Chen Duxiu also sent a circle of friends to show off.

"I haven't seen you for a long time," Chen Xiuxiu said, and continued to write in the book.

"Do you know?" Xu Cheng was intrigued.

"She / he is my neighbor." Jiang Feng and Chen Xiuxiu unanimously.

"Neighbors for more than a decade," Jiang Feng added.

Xu Cheng took a moment and quickly accepted the coincidence: "That's a coincidence, Master Xiaojiang, don't stand and sit down quickly."

The interview with Xu Cheng never brought anyone around, and even the editor and deputy editor of Zhiwei had to stay next door. This time, Chen Xiuxiu stayed here, mainly to see how high Chen Xiuxiu can become an excellent food critic Talent.

Sensitive taste is not enough to be an excellent food critic. She has to eat and taste. Not only do you have to eat good food, but you also have to eat bad food, what is good, what is bad, what ingredients, what cooking methods.

These talents are not enough. It takes a lot of food and time. To put it plainly, you need money, you need to throw money, and you need to throw money for a long time.

The taste is all smashed out of money. Only the good ones will know where the difference is.

Xu Cheng told Chen Xiuxiu who made the dishes at noon today, and asked her to stay here to see how she interviewed, and then asked her questions.

Xu Cheng did not expect Chen Xiuxiu to be able to ask very high-level questions. He was like a make-up teacher. He needed to understand the student's progress before he could determine the guidance plan.

Chen Xiuxiu's level surprised him.

The questions she asked were very professional and level, and she could see the shortcomings of the dishes made by Zhang Guanghang and Wu Minqi, and pointed out that her vision and taste were very high.

This is not like what a girl from an ordinary family can do. At first Xu Cheng thought it was because Chen Xiuxiu's father or mother was very good at cooking, so he could develop such a good tongue and taste buds.

Now it seems that all of this may benefit from Jiang Jiankang.

"Since everyone knows that, I don't need to introduce it. Chen Xiuxiu is an intern in" Knowledge ". Since you two have known each other for many years, let Chen Xiuxiu come to ask questions first." Xu Chengdao, he could see Jiang Feng A little nervous, so let Chen Xiuxiu who he knows first ask questions.

Chen Xiuxiu followed Jiang Yong to eat, drink, and do occasional interviews this month. He also looked like a few reporters. He was sitting tightly, turning the notebook to a new blank page, and placing the pen in the middle of the open notebook.

"You are from elementary school like Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang, but unlike them, you gave up halfway. Since you gave up, why did you suddenly pick it up again?" Chen Xiuxiu asked.

Jiang Feng: ...

Everyone is a good friend. I know you can eat a few bowls of rice. You do n’t need to ask such excitement from the beginning.

"Don't be nervous or anxious, you can answer slowly." Xu Chengdao, "If you don't want to say something, you don't need to force it."

Jiang Feng thought for a while, thought for a moment, and slowly said, "Because of you."

"Ah?" Chen Xiuxiu froze.

"Do you remember what you looked like last summer?" Jiang Feng asked.

Chen Xiuxiu thought about it: "120 pounds, a little fat."

Jiang Feng: ...

"I'm not talking about weight, it's your state. I almost didn't recognize you when you and Uncle Chen ate at my restaurant that day, not just because you lost weight." Jiang Feng said, "Did you not find out? Then You were sick for a while. "

"Sickness?" Chen Xiuxiu froze. She was at the craziest time of dieting and losing weight. From the first two meals a day to a meal a day, then a fruit, then finally A bowl of porridge.

At that time, all she cared about was the falling numbers on the scales. She had no appetite and didn't want to eat anything, even if she was hungry, she didn't want to eat. Without strength, I don't want to walk, I always look pale, my lips are pale, I often have tinnitus at night, and my spirit is weak. I look like a female ghost in my pajamas.

But Chen Xiuxiu thinks that it's all normal. After all, how can people have strength if they don't eat, and it is normal to have stomachache for three meals for a long time. As long as they can lose weight, everything is worth it.

She had experienced the feeling of being fat, and didn't want to go back to that time again. She had too much negative emotions in her heart but had nowhere to vent. Too much negative emotions would soon swallow her up. She can only starve herself constantly. Only hunger can make her realize that she is fat.

She later resumed a normal diet and realized that her previous behavior was tantamount to suicide. She started to exercise, and she used a lot of exercise in the gym every day to vent her negative emotions.

Her life was getting better and better, and she could wear skirts of a size she could never imagine.

She confessed to the boy she liked, and confessed her success.

She joined a well-known magazine as an intern and was inexplicably included in the editor.

Chen Xiuxiu felt that all of this was brought about by dieting and weight loss. Even if the stomach had not been good, even though she had hurt her body severely, she did not regret it.

Let her choose again, she would rather be a dead skinny than a lively and happy fat.

"Maybe a little bit." Chen Xiuxiu said.

"At that time, we were all worried about you." Jiang Feng said, "Uncle Chen is very worried about you, my parents are very worried about you, and I am also very worried about you. Although you have lost a lot of weight, your whole body is heavy, with a look on your face Unsatisfactory, Uncle Chen is worried that one day you might want to jump downstairs and lock your window. "

"After you ate at my shop that day, I heard my mom and my dad say that although you are thin but not as good as before, the whole person has no energy ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jiang Fengdao," We are all worried about you, but in different ways. Uncle Chen takes you to my restaurant for dinner. My dad will make your favorite nine-round large intestine for you. My mother will send you pickles to Uncle Chen and I want you to drink more bowls even if you have porridge. "

"That jar of pickles was sent by Aunt Wang ..." Chen Xiuxiu froze.

She thought that the jar of pickles was bought by Chen Dushou, and at that time, Chen Dushou kept whispering in her ears to ask her to eat more, and she threw the jar of pickles in an angry mood.

How could she do such a thing?

She remembered that her temper became very irritable because of excessive dieting and prolonged starvation. Her dad stayed at home for more than a week, and she quarreled with him more than a dozen times. Her negative emotions did not dare to divulge to outsiders, but only to her relatives.

"I will start to practice cooking again, because I was thinking at the time if I did n’t want to drink the porridge I made. I started to study porridge, and you know what happened later, my grandpa came Then, naturally, the yin and yang mistakes naturally began to learn to cook again. "Jiang Feng said.

In fact, now thinking about the pot of porridge that was boiled in the beginning, it is very difficult to drink, it is really difficult for Chen Xiuxiu.

Chen Xiuxiu was silent.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to worry you."

Xu Cheng :? ? ?

Obviously I'm the one who wants to give Jiang Feng an exclusive interview. Why can't I insert a word?

Isn't this my home? ? ?

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