The United States is a capitalist country, and everything is based on profit. Olivia was able to work as an intern at the world-renowned New York Times after graduating from college, which proves that she is extraordinary.
This is also true. Not only did she graduate from an American Ivy League university, she also received a scholarship for four consecutive years, and her family background is also very strong.
Otherwise, after the establishment of diplomatic relations between China and the United States, the New York Times reporter bureau in Yanjing will not have an intern reporter to come and increase their qualifications.
Both her academic qualifications and the literary literacy brought by her journalism major told her that Jiang Yulou's science fiction short story was so exciting that if it were published, it would really shock the science fiction world.
Olivia readily agreed: "Jiang, Jessica, I am very happy to help. I can't wait to see the reactions of domestic science fiction fans and critics after seeing this novel. "
"Oh, Olivia, you are such a good person!" Jessica looked excited and hugged her good friend again.
"Don't thank me in a hurry." Olivia shook her head, pushed Jessica away, and said to Jiang Yulou: "Jiang, you know this matter is not easy to handle."
"I know."
"No, the difficulty I'm talking about is time and distance." Oliveira smiled, "You know, China and the United States are separated by the Pacific Ocean, so communication is not very convenient. It may take a lot of time, can you understand? ?”
Jiang Yulou smiled, "If it's just this trouble, I think it's nothing."
"Ha, that's good if you understand. If you have other channels, I don't object." Olivia explained: "Helping others is not an easy task, and sometimes it can even cause bad arguments. "
"Olivia, your worries are unnecessary. Since I asked you for help, I won't say anything more. I trust you completely."
Jiang Yulou's statement made Olivia feel good, "Don't worry, I will follow up on your novel from submission to publication. If there is any feedback, I will notify you in time."
"By the way, does your novel have a title?"
"How about it's called "The Last Man"?"
"It's very interesting. I believe that after the novel is published, book fans will love this story. Of course, they will also become curious about you, a writer from far away. Then I will have news to write about."
"Thank you for having such faith in me."
"Haha, Jiang, you are so funny. By the way, will you support my interview work?"
"Of course." Jiang Yulou said cheerfully, "I think if I don't do something for you, my conscience will be condemned."
"Hehe, I hope one day I can win the Pulitzer Prize for my interview with you."
The Pulitzer Prize, also known as the Pulitzer Prize for Journalism, is the highest honor award in American journalism. After continuous improvement of the selection system, the Pulitzer Prize has become the highest international award in the field of journalism, known as the "Nobel Prize of journalism."
"There will be a day." Jiang Yulou said after blessing, "Maybe we can have more cooperation."
"Oh? For example..."
"Like the news."
"Ah, Jiang, can you provide me with news?"
"It's not accurate. I can help you analyze hot current events in English that is closer to the way Chinese people think."
"Really? I mean, thank you so much!"
If other Chinese people said this, Olivia would sneer, but Jiang Yulou was different. He understands English and the United States. As a writer, he knows how to analyze hot topics.
Jiang Yulou leaned into Olivia's ear and whispered: "Maybe I will need you to help me a little bit then."
Olivia rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "If I can do it, it will be no problem."
"Oh my gosh, Ginger and Olivia, they..."
Jessica was once again aroused by his flirtatious movements.
Jiang Yulou toasted: "Happy cooperation"
Jenny raised a glass: "Happy cooperation."
After drinking a cocktail, Jiang Yulou put the cup back on the bar and extended a hand very gentlemanly: "Can I ask you to dance? Ms. Olivia."
"sure."
She put her hand on her and the two of them walked to the dance floor, which inevitably caused a small commotion in the crowd.
In the crowd, someone familiar to Jiang Yulou witnessed all this.
That is Wei Guoping.
He was looking at this scene with his mouth wide open, "Yu Lou, how could Yu Lou dance with a foreign beauty? It's... so incredible!"
He really wanted to step forward, grab Jiang Yulou's hand and ask everything. But in the end, he gave up. After all, his ballroom dancing is still very confidential, and he doesn't want to be exposed in front of strangers.
After watching it for a while, Wei Guoping left with deep thoughts.
In the middle of the dance floor,
"Jiang, I'm curious, have you really never been abroad? I'm not doubting you, it's just that the things you do are something that even international students who have lived in the United States for many years cannot do."
"Are you saying I'm good at making girls happy?"
Olivia didn't expect him to be so direct, not at all like the reserved Orientals she knew.
However, she obviously appreciated Jiang Yulou's directness more, so she nodded and said, "Yes."
"You are smarter than many young Americans I know, and you can do things that even they can't do. Uh, I'm sorry that my Chinese is terrible. How should I describe it in Chinese?"
"There is a noun in Chinese called 'niubi'. Read it with me, 'niubi'."
"Foolishness?"
"No, it's awesome!"
"Awesome!"
"By the way, Olivia, you're smart."
"Then I'm awesome too?"
"Yeah, very cool."
"Giggle."
Olivia laughed happily. She felt that chatting with this Chinese boy was really relaxing and happy.
How should I put it? It seems a bit carefree.
She glanced at Jessica who was sitting on the bar, but her eyes kept looking at them.
After dancing, the two returned to the bar.
Jessica's face was expressionless and she said in a low tone: "I thought you wouldn't come back."
Olivia winked at her and said with a smile: "I thought too, Jiang is really good at dancing, and his hands are very warm."
After saying that, she glanced at Jiang Yulou shyly.
Ah, although she is an American girl, she is so good at it.
Just such a word, a small action, can be said to be full of tea.
Jessica's face froze, and her drinking movements obviously sped up.
Oops, there won’t be a fight, right?
Jiang Yulou felt nervous and excused himself to go to the bathroom, leaving the two American girls behind to confront each other.
Ten minutes later, he came back.
At this time, he discovered that the two seemed to have reconciled, but Jessica seemed to have drunk too much.
"Olivia, Jessica is drunk, I will help her back to school first. By the way, don't forget what I said."
Jiang Yulou winked at the foreign girl, took Jessica's arm and turned to leave the ballroom.
Olivia stared down at the wine in the glass and drank it all in one gulp. She looked at the backs of the two people leaving, her eyes flickering, not knowing what she was thinking.
