This reporter was quite clever.
Jiang Fuyue thought for a moment: “Our generation must strive for self-strengthening, set lofty aspirations, and live up to the times.”
The reporter then turned the microphone toward Xie Dingyuan: “And Professor Xie?”
“Our generation must be diligent, wield books and swords to bring glory to China.”
The reporter stared blankly at the two of them.
“Time’s up.”
Only then did she react, stepping aside: “Thank you both for accepting the interview.”
Then she watched the two figures leave.
Soon, the cluster of media reporters dispersed one after another, but this Huaxia female reporter stood in place for quite a while without moving.
“Brother Wang,” she swallowed, “did you record that just now?”
Cameraman Brother Wang was still a bit stunned by those two sentences: “…R-recorded.”
“Let’s go! Back to the hotel, you edit the clip, I’ll write the report, and we post it tonight!”
She couldn’t be the only one shaken, moved, and teary-eyed, this had to be shared with the whole nation.
“Not following the banquet?”
“Not following! We’ve already gotten the biggest exclusive.”
“Alright!”
The two rushed back to the hotel they were staying at and, brimming with enthusiasm, began working through the night.
New York time, 9 p.m. With a twelve-hour time difference, it was exactly 9 a.m. back home.
The official Weibo account of [International Vision] released a follow-up interview video after the awards ceremony.
Xie Dingyuan and Jiang Fuyue, who had originally planned to leave, were stopped by media reporters.
Then came the two of them offering words of advice to the youth at large.
One “set lofty aspirations,” one “must be diligent.”
【When Sister Yue said that sentence, my tears followed right after】
【Why does Huaxia stand tall in the East? Because of countless pioneers like Sister Yue who fight for the nation】
【The red sun rises, its path shines bright[1]】
【How beautiful our youth of China, growing old with heaven; how mighty our Chinese youth, boundless with the nation![2]】
【These two are destined to be a match made in heaven!】
【CP-oriented video edits have new material again】
【Sister Yue and the professor are truly top-tier!】
【This is what idols that young people should admire really look like】
【Please allow me to shout that line, YuanYue yyds (forever the gods)!】
……
Very soon, official media outlets followed suit and reposted.
Huaxin News Agency V: Mr. Qichao’s long-held hope has now been realized! //@: International Vision
People’s Radio and Television Station V: If the youth are strong on Earth, then the nation is strong on Earth //@: International Vision
In less than half an hour, #XieDingyuanJiangFuyueAdvice# surged to the top of the trending list, followed by a black-and-red “explosive” tag.
Han Qishan hurriedly took a screenshot and posted it to his Moments, no caption needed. Everyone knew what he wanted to say; in the end it was nothing more than,
My granddaughter is just d*mn awesome!
And indeed, she really is awesome.
The youngest winner in the history of the Lasker Medical Award, the backbone of Huaxia’s new generation of scientific research strength, a tsunami-level “back wave” that makes the old waves tremble…
Han Qishan: I’ve never been this proud in my entire life!
Han Heng: Hello? Drank too much Wangzai milk?
Han Ke: Are you sure?
Han Shen: Seriously?
Little Mang: “Woof woof, ”
Han Qishan: In my eyes there’s only Yueyue~ everyone else scram!
Meanwhile, far away in Linhuai, Jiang Family Private Kitchen was even more packed today, lines like a long dragon, the place bursting at the seams.
Customer 1: “Brought my son to eat the dishes Sister Yue ate, maybe in the future he can become a scientist too.”
Customer 2, rubbing her protruding belly: “Here to soak up some of Dad Jiang and Mom Jiang’s good luck, hoping my daughter will be as confident, smart, and radiant as Sister Yue!”
Customer 3: “After eating Jiang family dishes, I’ve fallen into the YuanYue pit, heard that Professor Xie used to come eat here often too.”
……
As for how lively things were back home, let’s leave that aside for now.
Returning to Xie Dingyuan and Jiang Fuyue, after leaving the ceremony, the two went back to their room to change clothes, then were picked up by a car sent by the organizers and taken to an estate.
The banquet had already begun, invited guests holding wine glasses and chatting merrily.
Soft music accompanied the slightly cool night breeze, making the entire atmosphere gentle and relaxed.
Most of the men coming and going wore tailcoats, bow ties neat, their manners refined.
There were fewer women by comparison, but not none, basically all in well-fitting evening gowns, not revealing, not showy, not deliberately competing for attention.
Whether in venue arrangement or overall ambiance, it was fundamentally different from domestic commercial banquets.
Xie Dingyuan bent his arm.
Jiang Fuyue was curiously surveying the surroundings and didn’t see it.
He cleared his throat lightly.
This time, Jiang Fuyue saw it, but still didn’t react.
A trace of helplessness flashed through the man’s eyes. He lowered his head close to her ear and reminded her in a low voice: “Link arms.”
Only then did Jiang Fuyue realize, reaching out to rest her hand in the crook of his arm.
The man showed a satisfied faint smile, the corners of his eyes lifting with pleasure.
He took Jiang Fuyue first to meet the recipients of this year’s Lasker Clinical Medical Research Award and Special Contribution Award, making introductions for both sides,
“Dr. John Baird Glen, Chief R&D Officer of AstraZeneca.”
“Oh, Xie, long time no see.”
The two knew each other, and quite well.
Xie Dingyuan introduced Jiang Fuyue to him: “This is…”
Dr. Glen: “Oh, I think there’s no need for introductions. There may not be anyone here who doesn’t know who she is. Jiang, very pleased to meet you.”
As he spoke, he extended his hand toward Jiang Fuyue.
Jiang Fuyue smiled and shook it: “Very pleased to meet you as well.”
……
Xie Dingyuan was familiar with most of the people present.
With him acting as the connector, Jiang Fuyue met quite a few big names in the medical field.
While chatting pleasantly, both sides also exchanged contact information.
Connections were built just like that.
No wonder Xie Dingyuan, someone who usually disliked socializing so much, was unusually proactive today.
In fact, he knew all these people, coming or not made little difference.
But Jiang Fuyue didn’t know them.
So he was doing this for her…
Xie Dingyuan: “What? Touched?”
The two stood by the garden railing, champagne still in hand.
The moonlight was bright, the starry sky glittering.
Jiang Fuyue: “Thank you.”
“Just saying ‘thanks’ isn’t enough, you need practical action.”
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow. The champagne in her hand clinked against his with a crisp clang: “Alright then, I’ll toast you.”
With that, she tipped her head back and drank it all.
“Who thanks someone by drinking all the champagne themselves?”
“…Then what?”
“At the very least, you should let me have a sip.”
Jiang Fuyue glanced at the glass in his hand. “Don’t you already have, mm!”
Xie Dingyuan pulled her into his arms and lowered his head into a deep kiss.
The taste of champagne fermented between their lips and teeth. Jiang Fuyue’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, but the man pressed his advantage.
“You…”
He actually sticked out his….
Xie Dingyuan smiled like a big bear that had stolen honey: how else could I taste it?
When the kiss ended, Jiang Fuyue’s cheeks were flushed, her breathing unsteady.
The man, however, smiled like a spring breeze, satisfaction written all over his eyes and brows.
Smacking his lips: “Tastes very good.”
Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips and muttered softly: “Won’t drink your own, but snatch someone else’s, really something…”
Xie Dingyuan glanced at the champagne in his hand, utterly serious: “I think this glass isn’t as good as yours.”
Jiang Fuyue’s mouth twitched, it was obviously the same champagne. “As if I’d believe you.”
“Don’t believe me?”
“Don’t.”
“Then try it…” As he spoke, the man tilted his head back and drank some into his mouth, then pulled her back into his arms and kissed her again.
Jiang Fuyue: “?!”
“Focus. Taste it properly, which glass is better. There’ll be a test.”
“……”
When the two separated, the lipstick on Jiang Fuyue’s lips was already gone.
But the color of her lips was even more delicate and vivid than when the lipstick had been there.
Faintly, they were a little swollen.
They looked moist and sexy.
Xie Dingyuan was extremely satisfied with his handiwork. His index finger lightly brushed over them, dark eyes seeming to bloom with drunkenness.
Jiang Fuyue, annoyed, bit down on his finger.
“Hiss…” Whether it was pain or pleasure was hard to tell.
“Cough! You can try… a bit harder.” The man’s voice was hoarse, his gaze deep.
Jiang Fuyue: “?”
When she reacted, a “you filthy hooligan” was about to burst out, but at that moment, a burst of laughter came from behind them,
“Haha… so Professor Xie and Miss Jiang are here. Gave Fu quite a search.”
He spoke Chinese.
The two turned around to see a man in his fifties or sixties with slightly graying temples, leading a young girl toward them.
The girl wore a light-blue long dress. The fitted tailoring outlined a good figure, but the neckline was drawn all the way up to her neck, not even revealing her collarbones. Paired with the gentle, cultured smile at the corner of her mouth, a strong scholarly aura rushed forth.
Unfortunately, it was too obvious, so obvious that it felt overly crafted, turning into deliberate affectation.
Xie Dingyuan’s gaze chilled slightly.
Jiang Fuyue didn’t recognize the two, but judging from Xie Dingyuan’s reaction, they probably weren’t easy characters.
The man and the girl had already come to a stop in front of them. He was the first to nod to Jiang Fuyue: “Miss Jiang, I’ve long admired your name. I am Fu Zhengxin, and this is my granddaughter, Fu Qing.”
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