There is a bulletin board at the entrance of the restaurant of Shanghe Records, and all employees will be notified by email of any activities or personnel changes in the company, and they will also be posted on the bulletin board. And the monthly manager recommendation and assessment personnel will also be announced here.

In fact, if you are not a particularly good candidate and have a close relationship with yourself, the manager of Shanghe will not recommend it casually, after all, if you are not recognized, it is not only a very shameful thing, but also will give your superiors an opinion. Therefore, every manager is also very cautious about recommending.

Ma Guoli looked at the list on the bulletin board, but his heart was mixed. He also handed in two proud songs that he wrote when he was studying, praying for an assessment opportunity, thinking that if he could be favored and appear on that big star's album, he would not only have a large income, but also gain huge fame and qualifications.

However, yesterday the director only accepted a sample of his hard work to make zuò, and he didn't even say anything about listening to it. Looking at the name of Cheng Xiaoyu, who had been recommended on the bulletin board, this huge gap immediately made his heart unbalanced. Especially the other party is still in the play, which makes him even more uncomfortable.

Ma Guoli walked into the restaurant with a gloomy face, and saw Qin Senmei sitting not far away in a better mood, and had an in-depth exchange with this girl yesterday, and felt that the other party also had a good impression of him, so that his lost confidence came back a little.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't look at the bulletin board when he passed by the door of the restaurant, after all, he didn't know much about some of the company's systems, but he didn't know that his name was written in the list of managers' recommended assessments, which was so eye-catching, an intern got the opportunity to be assessed the next day, which was almost incredible.

When he walked into the dining room, the other interns of the same period were all sitting together, and a group of people looked at him, but they all fell silent, and no one greeted him. Ma Guoli and Qin Senmei sat together, talking and laughing before he came in, and when he appeared in their sight, they stopped laughing and whispering.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt that such an atmosphere was very weird, he walked into the restaurant alone, and the group of newcomers pretended not to see him, and no one looked at him more.

At this time, there were more people in the restaurant, and after Cheng Xiaoyu finished cooking, he looked around and there were no vacant seats. Seeing from a distance that Ma Guoli and Qin Senmei were still empty, they also walked towards that side.

When he just walked over there and was about to put down the dinner plate, Ma Guoli looked at the childish, fair-skinned and round fat man, put the spoon on the plate, and said expressionlessly, "I'm sorry, there are people here, you can sit in another place!"

Cheng Xiaoyu could only say "oh", and then lifted the half-rested dinner plate, when Cheng Xiaoyu turned to leave, Qin Senmei quietly asked Ma Guoli, "Who do you help to leave a place?"

Ma Guoli smiled and said contemptuously, "I didn't leave it for anyone, I just didn't want to sit with him, everyone who went to the theater liked to fake Qinggao and take themselves seriously, in fact, there were few people who had real talent and real learning." I don't know who recommended him for the assessment, seeing that he doesn't have any hair like that, and he can write songs?" he didn't dare to say out loud, after all, Cheng Xiaoyu could be recommended by someone, and there must be a backstage.

At this time, Cheng Xiaoyu was holding a plate and raised his eyes without relatives, but Sun Jingyao stood in the artist area and beckoned to him, signaling him to come over. The artist area is all semi-enclosed, which can block the sight of most people. Of course, only small stars like Sun Jingyao who are not yet popular and some new artists will come, and real big names will not come to the cafeteria. Downstairs in the financial center, there are many luxury restaurants for them to choose from.

Cheng Xiaoyu had no other choice at the moment, so he could only walk over.

This scene was seen by Ma Guoli's contemporaries, and everyone looked at Sun Jingyao, who was smiling like a flower, and hated the unfairness in this world. Characters like Cheng Xiaoyu have such a superb beauty to please, which can't help but make boys jealous, and also make girls unaccustomed to Sun Jingyao.

Generally speaking, it is not a good thing for Mu Xiu to be in the forest, not to mention that Cheng Xiaoyu is also deliberately very distant from this group of contemporaries, so that Ma Guoli, who is also a famous school, is much easier to get close to.

Most people in China have an aversion to this kind of relationship, and with Sun Jingyao adding fuel to the fire, Cheng Xiaoyu unconsciously stood on the opposite side of a group of people. If Cheng Xiaoyu knew, he would definitely feel that he was a veteran driver who had been professionally attracting hatred for 20 years.

Cheng Xiaoyu walked into Sun Jingyao's booth with a plate, Shi Shiran sat down and said, "Thank you." He started to eat, he thought that Sun Jingyao was just counting on him to testify in court to be slightly nicer to him. didn't know that Sun Jingyao had come a long time ago, and had been staring at the door of the restaurant, waiting for him to appear.

Sun Jingyao had already finished eating, only a cup of black tea in front of him, Sun Jingyao held the cup with both hands and said a little nervously, "I listened to what you said yesterday, and I thought about it all night and felt very right, but I also want to ask you, how should a person, especially a girl like me, face slander?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stuffed a piece of potato into his mouth, chewed it slowly, looked up at Sun Jingyao's hopeful and shining eyes, and felt that this girl should be a lost person who was very insecure and needed religious comfort, which made Cheng Xiaoyu feel a little pity for her, so he let go of a little prejudice against her, and said softly, "I have heard a story rich in Buddhist philosophy before, to the effect that a high monk is indifferent in the face of other people's abuse, and others ask him why he ignores other people's abuse. The monk replied, "If someone gives you something and you don't want it, it's someone else's." "Words are indeed a thing, as long as you don't care, don't go to your heart, you are still you. If you are angry, depressed, or wronged, it means that you still accept the slander of others, and you still care about your image in the hearts of others. If we accept it, why should we deny it? In the final analysis, it is because we are all living in other people's perceptions and are far from our true selves. ”

Sun Jingyao seemed to be waiting for the priest to forgive and confess to the girl at the moment, Cheng Xiaoyu in her eyes had been upgraded to a saint, and hearing Cheng Xiaoyu's words full of Buddhist meaning, Sun Jingyao felt a lot relieved. A person who has dropped out of school and wandered into society for a few years, and he has no intimate friends, Cheng Xiaoyu at this moment seems to have extended a helping hand to her who is drowning in the water.

Sun Jingyao took out a small notebook from the bag resting on the seat and copied what Cheng Xiaoyu just said on it, which made Cheng Xiaoyu cry and laugh.

Sun Jingyao's handwriting is also relatively beautiful, and the fly-headed little Kaijuan is neatly arranged on her pink notepad, like writing a sincere love letter.

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but stop eating at this time, looking at Sun Jingyao with a focused expression, as if admiring a rare oil painting. The bright spotlight hit her face, setting off her face exceptionally clear and white, crystal as if dripping water, her chestnut hair hung down softly on the side of the notebook, and the long eyelashes covered the seductive eyes, but it was even more tempting to want to peep. The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, just like the shyness of the water lotus flower.

After Sun Jingyao finished writing, he held up the pen and asked, "Then what kind of attitude should I use to face it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was startled and withdrew her gaze wandering on Sun Jingyao, the moment she looked up just now, she accidentally saw her perfect figure that her purple tulle dress couldn't cover at all. The huge abundance made Chu Ge Yu swallow his saliva involuntarily. Although Cheng Xiaoyu gave his soul at this time, Wen Qing's brain still gave him the most correct reaction: "In the past, Hanshan asked Shide and said: The world slandered me, deceived me, insulted me, laughed at me, despised me, despised me, hated me, deceived me, how to deal with it? ”

When Sun Jingyao heard this warning saying, she copied the words in a notebook like a treasure, and couldn't help but ask while writing and asking, "Do you believe in Buddhism?" At this time, she had already used honorifics for Cheng Xiaoyu, and Cheng Xiaoyu's knowledge and wisdom made her deeply respectful, and she had completely forgotten that it was Cheng Xiaoyu who had pinched the sensitive parts of her body twice.

Cheng Xiaoyu slandered in his heart, "I believe in a chicken feather Buddhism, and I can still consider believing in Huanxi Buddha." But at this time, he could only sit upright and say, "I think it's okay to have faith, but you can't indulge in religion, and you can't use it as spiritual sustenance." God can't help you, and in the end, the only one who can save you is yourself. Many times, isn't the light that traps you and kills you the light you yearn for?"

(Finally rushed out of a chapter!Thank you for your tips!Qingshan will not thank you one by one here.) Thank you for your understanding. ）