In the face of this naked difficulty, Song Chu just stood there and did not flinch at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The look in their eyes is like saying, if you have the ability, you will come!

Li Jianping was really a little angry, because he strongly felt the disdain in this young man's eyes.

The editor-in-chief of a magazine in my dignity was despised by a hairy young man! This is going to get out, how am I going to mix it? Therefore, Li Jianping immediately said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, give him a blank piece of paper!" ”

Yang Shanlin smiled bitterly, yes, the two donkeys are right!

But Xue Xuan's eyes lit up, of course it is good to be talented, but what is more important is the momentum of being a man. There was an indomitable spirit in the eyes of this young man, and he was very interested in her as a martial arts editor-in-chief. At the same time, she made up her mind in her heart, as long as what Song Chu wrote reached a normal level, even if Li Jianping obstructed it, she would definitely recruit him to her own department!

The three interviewers in the field sat there, and then Song Chu sat opposite them with an indifferent face, holding a pen and about to put it down.

In his mind, he was choosing what essay to use for the exam.

Then five seconds later, Li Jianping saw that Song Chu began to write.

Seeing Song Chu start to write, Li Jianping smiled.

Can you conceive a good work in five seconds? What a joke! Li Jianping is pretentious, and there are very few things that can make him look at them. Wait a minute, as long as Song Chu's things can't reach the point of being amazing, then he can give him a bad review!

Wait a minute, I'm going to see what you can write!

But Song Chu didn't care about their thoughts at all, but began to concentrate on writing.

"It was a summer afternoon that couldn't have been longer, by a lake in Indiana. At first, I was sitting casually reading a book, and suddenly I noticed that a few trees by the lake were floating some white fibers, in large clumps, like cotton, some floating on the grass, some floating into the water. I didn't pay much attention at the time, just because the wind came about by chance.

Gradually, however, I began to find that the situation was simply astonishing. Hours passed, and the trees were still unconscious, sending the small clouds as if they were an infinite reservoir of clouds. All afternoon, all night, all over the sky was that kind of thing. The next day it was exactly the same, and I was amazed and shocked......"

After twenty-five minutes, Song Chu finally threw the pen away, and then said loudly: "I've finished writing!" ”

Everyone was stunned, twenty-five minutes, and now there are five minutes left before the end time.

"Let's take a look!" Xue Xuan kindly reminded him.

"No need!" Song Chu refused very simply, and of course smiled at this intellectual young woman. After all, people are kind enough to remind themselves.

So sure? Xue Xuan's heart moved when he saw Song Chu's expression.

"I'll see!" Li Jianping looked at Song Chu's expression, but he was sneering in his heart.

Do you really think of yourself as a great writer, and you can become a hand-me-down article with a stroke of a pen?

Yang Shanlin was the errand between the three of them, and as soon as he confirmed it, he immediately went over and took the paper.

On the white paper, there are four big words written at the beginning, which is the name of the article.

It was a summer afternoon that couldn't have been longer...... Some plain words slowly unfold to form a series of tranquil sentences, and at the same time, they also form a beautiful pattern.

"I still think of the gentle waters of the lake as I ponder, and I don't know which of the seeds by the lake has become a small tree, or at least, I know that one has grown. That seed had met a land, in the valley of a passerby's heart, and had become a shadow and taught her how to revere life. ”

Their faces change as they read!

They are all people who have been immersed in articles for more than ten or twenty years, and the quality of the text can be seen at a glance.

This article feels bland at first reading, but the further back it goes, the more powerful it becomes!

Seeing the truth in the ordinary place can be described as extraordinary!

"Great article!" Xue Xuan was the first to shout, and he praised without hesitation.

Silent! Li Jianping is silent!

"Talent!" Finally, the old fox couldn't bear it anymore, Yang Shanlin, who originally wanted to wait for Li Jianping to finish his speech first, couldn't wait for him to speak, and finally couldn't hold back his excitement and said: "It's really a talent to be able to write such prose!" ”

"Editor-in-Chief Li, there is no need to continue the interview. Our martial arts editorial department is going to condemn him! Xue Xuan made a request to Li Jianping very simply.

Faced with Xue Xuan's request, Li Jianping's lips moved, as if he wanted to refute, but when he thought of the power of this prose, he suddenly changed his words: "That...... All right! ”

Yes, what can he say in the face of such an article that hides power in the blandness!

This guy is not writing that he is the unyielding seed, just waiting to break through the ground!

If you stop it again, what will it become in his article?

Not reverent of life?

It's simply anti-human and anti-social!

So, he could only smile bitterly and agreed.

As soon as he saw Li Jianping finally nodding, Xue Xuan's heart was relieved, and he immediately clapped his head and said, "Okay, it's decided!" Xiao Song, I'll report to our martial arts editorial office tomorrow! ”

I'll go, and that's the job done?

Song Chu suddenly felt a little dazzled!

"Let's go, Xiao Song, you go out with me!" Xue Xuan didn't care about anything else at this time, and immediately walked in front of Song Chu.

A burst of pungent body fragrance came, which made Song Chu a little confused.

"Little Song, have you ever been to Indiana?" Xue Xuan asked.

"Haven't been!"

"Haven't been? It's all imaginary? Xue Xuan was very surprised, opened the door and asked in surprise.

"Editor-in-Chief Xue!" Outside the door, Xiao Yao at the front desk was standing there with some trepidation, for fear that he would find out that the people inside were too low in education and would be affected. He ...... He didn't know how to get in. You...... Why haven't you left yet, this is not the place for you to come! ”

Xiao Yao was startled when he found that the two of them came out together, thinking that Xue Xuan was very angry.

"Xiao Yao, what do you mean by that?" Xue Xuan understood as soon as he heard that academic qualifications are indeed a hard requirement in many places. However, in the face of a talented person like Song Chu, academic qualifications and everything are floating clouds. "From today on, Xiao Song will be the editor of our martial arts editorial department."

Xiao Yao was stunned, and didn't react to what was going on.

This person from a third-rate performing arts school has become the editor of this old domestic magazine? How is this going on? Didn't you just offend him?

By the time she reacted and wanted to say something, Xue Xuan and Song Chu had already walked away.

"Xiao Song, you did well today." Walking outside, Xue Xuan laughed. "I won't talk nonsense, I am in charge of the martial arts editorial department, and I also have half of your salary to speak. In this way, the newcomers come in from the internship to start, you directly skip the internship to become an assistant editor, what about the monthly salary, I will give you 4,000, how about it? ”

Song Chu didn't expect that he would really be able to apply for the job, he was deliberately embarrassed by Li Jianping for the essay just now, so he was a little angry, and now when he heard that he was really going to work in the editorial department, he immediately hesitated, I am a person who wants to become a big star! Running to edit doesn't seem right!

But when you think about rent, there's ...... This beautiful woman in front of you!

So, Song Chu grinned and said, "Okay, then I'll report tomorrow!" ”