"I'm ......" Meng Zuo seemed to regain his shyness and shyness just now, and scratched his head with his hand. In fact, he just wanted to make a good appearance, so he held him back for a long time and forced out a tear.

But Hu Lao didn't think so, he thought that it was Meng Zuo who was inconvenient to talk about his life experience, and the appreciation in his heart was even greater.

"Kid, what's your song called?"

"I'm a Little Bird. Meng Zuo blinked his eyes wide and replied extremely sincerely.

"You wrote it yourself?" Hu Lao asked again, wanting to confirm it.

"Yes, it's my own song. Meng Zuo was so ashamed to occupy Li Zongsheng's song. There is no way, who let themselves come to this world, the knowledge and culture of the previous world do not need to be in vain, maybe these works of art can be carried forward in this world!

"Hahaha, okay! Sure enough, he is a hero out of a young man!" Hu Lao touched his chin, laughed three times, and said this sentence.

The two people next to him looked at Hu Lao in amazement, they had also worked with Hu Lao for two or three years, and it was the first time they saw him praise someone so vigorously. In their eyes, although Hu Lao is not unsmiling, he is not the type to praise people when he sees them, it seems that this child is deeply loved by Hu Lao.

"I think, you must have your own story, so since it's inconvenient for you to say, I won't chase it deeply, as long as the two of us understand each other and have a good heart. Hu Lao looked at Meng Zuo sincerely, and his eyes were like a girl seeing her boyfriend who had been in a different place for three years, and she was so hungry.

On the other hand, Meng Zuo's mind was now blank, and he couldn't figure out the situation at all.

Do I have any story? We understand each other, you are in your forties, what language can I have in common with you?

Of course, Meng Zuo didn't dare to speak, he didn't know what to say now, so he could only nod in agreement, looked at Hu Lao with the eyes that showed that I understand you, and then forcibly held back his body that was trembling because of nervousness, put the guitar down, and finally stood firm again.

"Speaking of which, we are still alumni, I can be regarded as a senior brother of yours, this is my business card, you hold it, we have a chance to have a good chat" Hu Lao handed Meng Zuo a business card with his phone number and name on it.

Hu Yisheng.

Meng Zuo took the business card with both hands and glanced at it, secretly wrote down his name, then adjusted his smile, and bowed to the three teachers: "Teachers, I'm done performing, I'll leave first." Goodbye, teacher!"

With that, he took a big step forward at lightning speed and ran away, leaving only two dumbfounded deputy interviewers and a chief interviewer with an appreciative look on his face.

"Hu Lao...... This kid is a little different......" Xiao Zhao on the right couldn't help but say.

Hu Lao glanced at her and nodded in deep agreement: "Yes, it's so different, look at him, how good he is!"

"No, I don't think that's what Xiao Zhao meant," Lao Lu next to him remembered to wipe off the tea splashed on his clothes with a tissue, "We haven't told him the results of the interview yet, why didn't he leave without even asking?"

Hu Lao looked at Meng Zuo's back as he left in a hurry, and his appreciation became stronger: "This is the confidence that comes from a genius." ”

......

How could Meng Zuo have the heart to figure out the opinions of the three just now, he just wanted to finish the performance quickly, and then slip away as soon as possible, as for whether he could pass ...... If Li Zongsheng can't get into their eyes, then there is no need to take this interview.

The waiting area was next door to the interview room, and people watched Meng Zuo come out of the next door with a hurried face, and they were still secretly happy in their hearts, feeling that there was another competitor missing.

The reality is always so cruel, when you work hard to prepare for war, others have easily won the war without you knowing, and what's even more cruel is that you don't even know that he has opened a cheat.

Of course, I didn't write this paragraph for the sake of the number of words, but to express my jealousy of Meng Zuo.

"Yes, you can't teach yourself!" Xiao Jiu's voice appeared again.

"Hehe, it's okay!" At this time, Meng Zuo had already left the building of the headquarters of Huadong Media Company, and his expression began to become unscrupulous.

"Okay, don't give you a little sunshine, you're lucky, remember the guitar sheet and lyrics of one or two songs, what if you want to sing something else? What should you do? Do you want Jiang Lang to do it?" Xiao Jiu poured a basin of cold water on Meng Zuo's complacency.

"Damn, yes, what's the matter?" Meng Zuo stood up suddenly, "Otherwise, I won't be an artist, an artist is not suitable for me, and my "talent" will be used up in a month." ”

"Oh?" Xiao Jiu's voice carried a hint of banter, "Then what are you going to do?"

"I ...... I still have an iPhone11pro and AirPods2 in my pocket, I'll sell them and make a small deal!" Meng Zuo said, digging his hand into his pocket. Suddenly, he froze.

"Little Jiu!"

"Hehe, it's none of my business!" Xiao Jiu's voice sounded even more mischievous, "The clothes you are wearing now are from this world, and of course the things in the original clothes are not in this clothes." ”

"What about the old clothes!

"Big brother, you're in another world now, where can I go to find you the old things?

"Ahh

"There is no regret medicine in the world!"

"Ahh

"No, the body is still yours!" Xiao Jiu teased.

Xiao Jiu paused for a moment, and then suddenly spoke again: "Oh yes! I almost forgot, although you have crossed over, you still have your own identity here." ”

"That's pretty much it, where are my parents, I'm going home to find my parents!" Meng Zuo said with a bitter face.

"Ahem, that, you don't have parents......" Xiao Jiu was a little embarrassed at first.

"Huh?"

"Your father died of cancer, and your mother was getting thinner and thinner because of excessive grief, and finally accompanied your father to ......"

"That'...... I'll go home, I'll go home!"

"Ah, that's no problem, go straight and turn right and go straight again, and you'll be at your house after two traffic lights. ”

"Living near the business district, my family is in good condition!"

"No, there's a children's publishing house there, and you work in it, and the boss takes pity on you for making room in the basement warehouse for you to sleep in. ”

"I don't even have a home?"

"I said that your father has cancer, do you understand cancer?

“What？”