The magazine's office building is a small villa similar to a two-story building. The first floor is a well-known office area. Employees in the magazine, regardless of their size, are working here.

The second floor where the tea lounge area is set up is much more personalized.

Part of the walls on all four sides of the building were smashed and transformed into transparent glass bay windows, where readers, contributors or sponsors are usually welcomed.

Even if guests sit in their own seats, they can just turn their heads to take the scenery outside into their eyes. Moreover, because the magazine is very low-key and does not hang a sign, many people will think that this is a holiday villa of a wealthy man when they look inside.

However, the small building is located in the suburbs of the capital, with only a few medium-sized and old-fashioned communities with low occupancy rates, so that this westernized small building seems out of place.

Zhao Cheng stood across the street and looked at it, feeling that the appearance was just as good as the head of the magazine, so he pushed open the door with the wind chime.

The sweet-looking front desk girl immediately stood up to guide Zhao Cheng. When she was walking in front, she would find some topics from time to time, and then look back at Zhao Cheng who was smiling, as if she was curious about him.

After all, people who come to magazines usually have crooked people.

Zhao Cheng was taken to the second floor by a girl. A fashionable young man with permed hair was already sitting in front of the complete set of coffee table next to the bay window, holding a few copies of information in his hand. When he saw him coming, he introduced himself friendly.

"I am the interview with National People's Congress Mao in this exclusive interview. Although our magazine has strict requirements on the quality of content, there are no rigid regulations apart from this. So during the interview, you don't have to be nervous, just tell the truth." Da Mao said with a smile when he saw that Zhao Cheng was sitting in a bit unnatural.

Zhao Cheng smiled and pulled the corner of his mouth, saying that there was no problem, but when he turned his head, he saw a few round little faces. He stared at him intently, and his expression began to stiffen again.

God knows why the second floor seating area of ​​this magazine is full of men, women, young and old?!

Moreover, there was an indescribable expression of excitement on everyone's faces, especially when they saw Zhao Cheng, they became even more excited. Despite this, they unexpectedly did not discuss anything and sat quietly in their own positions.

Therefore, when Zhao Cheng saw this situation for the first time, he was very suspicious whether he had gone to the wrong place and accidentally came to the den of a pyramid scheme organization.

As for the sweet girl who led the way just now, after running to pour a glass of water for Zhao Cheng, he also found an empty seat and sat down casually, then held her cheeks with both hands, and naturally joined the watching army.

"Ah, as long as you can relax, it seems that you are quite in tune with us." Seeing Zhao Cheng's big hair smiling, he said happily.

Zhao Cheng: """Which eye is so blinding that he relaxes?

The interview began in this strange atmosphere.

After chatting with Damao, Zhao Cheng found out that the audience was all "special" residents in the surrounding communities. The older ones were the elderly living alone in the old community; the younger ones were the children from a nearby welfare home, all of whom were brought here by volunteer teachers.

The president of the magazine is also a member of the volunteers, so when the club is organizing an event, the president will invite these lonely people to join in the fun.

Zhao Cheng's arrival is a very new thing for them who have few opportunities to contact the outside world.

Especially after hearing the president's introduction to Zhao Cheng the day before, they couldn't help but feel excited. They ran to the magazine early this morning and waited, but they were afraid that too much enthusiasm would scare the star or affect the interview, so they could only look at Zhao Cheng quietly with anticipation.

After learning about this, Zhao Cheng suddenly felt that the scene was not that weird, and the little faces that had been staring at him were also quite cute.

"Do you like reading books? Have you read our magazines?" Da Mao asked seriously with a smile as he looked at the question on the paper, slightly raising his voice.

Zhao Cheng noticed a few naughty boys next to him. After hearing Damao’s question, he was waiting for his answer.

"I have read it, but I rarely read the Capital version. In normal times, I like reading books very much, and I will read it whenever I have time." Zhao Cheng hesitated for a second before answering, because he thought that he didn't like reading books before, but then he thought about it and thought that he wanted to set a correct example for the children.

But one of the naughty little boys said subconsciously: "But, I think reading books is a waste of time. The teacher asked us to do a lot of other things in the hour we read books every day!"

The little boy might have made the voice of the children present, and a large number of echoes were instantly received.

"Yes, what's the use of reading books? I'll forget it in a while."

"I don't usually read books except when I review because I feel bored."

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Seeing that more and more children were interrupting and volunteers were about to speak to control the scene, Zhao Cheng suddenly thought of something.

He turned around and smiled and said to the group of children, "Well, when I was at your age, I had eaten a lot of food. Now I can't remember what I've eaten, but I can be sure that part of them has grown into my bones and flesh."

"Actually, reading is the same."

"When you grow up, the paths you have walked, the books you have read, and the people you love will be hidden in your temperament. People who read and do not read will live a different life." Zhao Cheng said slowly.

"Ah" everyone present screamed in surprise.

This answer is simple and easy to understand, but also philosophical.

In the foreign version of Zhihu, he received a high number of praises, and Zhao Cheng felt it was very suitable to take it out on this occasion.

But his words of teaching others to read more are obviously metaphors that no one present has seen before. Even many elderly people suddenly felt enlightened. Although the children were still a little confused, they seemed to understand something. They nodded in agreement and would read more in the future.

Damao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He didn't expect that the interview task assigned by the editor-in-chief would bring him such a surprise.

Most of the readers who read "Sights Digest" are literary and artistic young people who love traveling. He can guarantee that when everyone sees Zhao Cheng's words in the magazine, they will definitely fall in love with Zhao Cheng immediately.

And the readers' affirmation is also their greatest pleasure as print media workers.

Da Mao asked Zhao Cheng a few more questions to finish it, and he happily ended the interview.
Chapter completed!