"Haha!" Wei Qifeng raised his neck and laughed, raising his chin at Principal Chen, "Old Shen, why are there such a timid teacher in your school? This is not your style."

Principal Chen snorted and said unhappy: "Don't do this with me, it's useless to provoke me. Xiao Fu, Lao Wei asks you to understand the situation. You don't need to have any worries, just say whatever you have. Lao Wei, today's conversation is purely academic discussion, you can't cross the line!"

Wei Qifeng laughed and said, "Old Shen, didn't you just say there was good tea? Why don't you take it out and try it?"

"Haha, Old Wei, Old Wei, the Qiufeng has hit me here. Let's go to the next door to have tea and chat."

In the end, there were only two young men, Fu Song and Xiao Zhumei, left in the office.

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly helplessly.

Two old foxes!

When the old guys were gone, Fu Song suddenly became light and picked up the teacup and took a sip. He smiled and said, "Comrade Xiao, it's not a big deal for us to sit and stare at each other. If you have any questions, just ask me what you need to do. Of course, I will definitely say what I can say, and I will definitely do what I can do."

Xiao Zhumei twisted her head to the side and rolled her eyelids, little fox!

Even if you are unhappy, you still have to do your job. Open your notebook and sit straight, "Comrade Fu, can we start?"

Fu Song coughed, "Don't be so serious. You are not a reporter, so there is no need to do it like a formal interview, just be casual."

"Then...", hesitated for a moment, Xiao Zhumei smiled and said, "Okay, listen to you."

"That's right. Comrade Xiao, what do you want to ask? Actually, if you want me to say, you don't have to come over and ask me. I've said everything I should say in the paper. By the way, have you read my paper?"

"I read it, I wrote it well. You made a prediction on the possibility of national grain production cuts in your paper, but I didn't mention the reasons for the production cuts. Why is this?"

Fu Song spread his hands: "I've said it, but due to the limited space, there is no in-depth analysis. Besides, the data I obtained through the investigation is not comprehensive and is not enough to support my point of view, so it was not developed in the paper."

Xiao Zhumei nodded and expressed her understanding. It is not like graduation thesis or research reports that require comprehensiveness. Papers published in journals emphasize conciseness, so they are called small papers. Relatively speaking, graduation thesis is also called large papers.

"I remember you pointed out several reasons for the reduction in grain yield at the end of the paper. One is the reduction in arable land area, the other is the reduction in the planting area of ​​grain crops, the other is the cancellation of subsidies for agricultural means of production, and the last is the increase in the area of ​​arable land occupied by construction. The main reason is these four points, right?"

"Well, it's these four points. Comrade Xiao has a really good memory."

Xiao Zhumei smiled slightly, squinted her eyes and said, "You said in the paper that the most important reason for construction occupation of arable land."

Fu Song frowned slightly and said, "Comrade Xiao, if I remember correctly, I explained it in my paper: Although construction occupation of arable land has become one of the main reasons for the sharp decline in arable land, we cannot attribute the reason for this grain output reduction to construction occupation of arable land. Compared with construction occupation of arable land, improper agricultural industrial policies have hit farmers' enthusiasm for grain production and led to a decline in grain yield. This is the main reason for this grain output reduction."

Xiao Zhumei recalled the paper, and it seemed that the word was right, "That's true, Comrade Fu, have you admitted it now?"

"What did you admit?" Fu Song was puzzled. Why did he feel like he was being trapped?

“Acknowledge that you think construction occupying arable land is the most important reason for food production reduction.”

Fu Song raised his right index finger and shook it: "Comrade Xiao, I will correct you a little. I have never said that the occupation of arable land for construction is the most important reason. What I said is that the fundamental reason for the structural reduction of grain production is the improper agricultural policy, and it cannot be attributed to the occupation of arable land for construction."

"You are playing a word game!"

Fu Song looked at her like a fool and said, "I was just playing word games. If I don't play word games when writing papers, how do you let me play?"

"You!" Xiao Zhumei choked by him, "and was distorted and wrong."

Fu Song smiled: "It seems that you have been to college and must have written papers, at least you have written a graduation thesis. I will ask you one question, have you never played word games in your graduation thesis? You could have made it clear in one sentence, but in order to make up the word count, I beat around the bush and turned around. Also, the original words in the paper cannot be quoted in the paper, otherwise it will be academic misconduct. How did you do it? Don't tell me, every sentence in your thesis is original."

"I..., I..." Xiao Zhumei stammered and couldn't say a word, her face was red with embarrassment. Xiao Zhumei had done both of these questions mentioned by Fu Song. Not only did she do it, but she also had a lot of experience, and even secretly felt proud.

"Haha, Xiao Xiao, we..., let's be considered intellectuals. To put it bluntly, it's actually that's the case. The world's articles have been copied for thousands of years, and they are all playing word games. Of course, except those great people, I personally respect them very much. So, we are the same people, and you don't need to feel ashamed in front of me."

"Who is with you?" Xiao Zhumei couldn't stand this ridicule no matter how good her temper was. She was ashamed of her, but she was even more ashamed to be with people like Fu Song.

If others do this, they hide it. He is fine, he doesn't even want to be shameless. What a nonsense!

"Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong. Comrade Xiao, you are the imperial envoy from the capital. You have come from thousands of miles to understand the people's conditions. You are not the same person as me, a little person in the corner."

Xiao Zhumei was almost madly angry, and she felt her temples jumping rapidly, and she wanted to get up and leave, but when she thought of the task of going down for investigation, she could only hold back even if she was angry.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Zhumei squeezed out a smile, "Comrade Fu, I definitely didn't mean that. I'm afraid you misunderstood me. Well, let's continue to discuss the reasons for the reduction of grain production."

Fu Song smiled indifferently: "Okay, I still say the same thing. Construction occupation of arable land is not the fundamental reason for this year's grain production reduction. No matter who comes to ask me, I have this view and will not change."

Xiao Zhumei immediately retorted: "My view is exactly the opposite. I think the main reason for the reduction in grain output this year is the occupation of arable land by construction."

Seeing her proudly holding her chin, looking confident and confident, Fu Song couldn't help but laugh happily.
Chapter completed!