Chapter 9 The Pit-like Entertainment Company and Senbon Sakura

After looking at the bulletin board for a while, he couldn't find a second satisfactory club, Jue Ling thought about it a little and decided to join the performing arts department, but he didn't dare to go to the music club. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's not that I'm afraid of how cruel the president of the music club is, it's just that the music club has squeezed out all the members' leisure time, where does he have time to change the status quo in the class?

Besides, now that he has another task to get into the top ten in the whole grade in mathematics, he has to spend some time and effort to revise, he is not the kind of genius who can get high scores without reviewing anything.

The above two points are the biggest reasons why he gave up joining the music club.

After watching it for a while, Jue Ling and Meng Ruoxi returned to the sophomore teaching building together, and when they were about to enter the classroom, they suddenly stopped and said, "You go in first, I want to go and see how Yuexiang is doing."

"Well, go ahead!" Meng Ruoxi smiled, and then walked into the classroom.

Jue Ling came to the door of the classroom of the second (first) class of high school, the first class is the key class in the school, which concentrates a group of students with the best grades in the whole grade, and the fourth class is called the key class of arts and sciences.

Class 1 is a key class in science, and class 4 is a key class in liberal arts!

Just a casual glance, Jue Ling found that Xia Yuexiang was not in the classroom, which made him a little flustered, wondering if his joke had really been made.

After that, until school in the afternoon, Xia Yuexiang never came to find Jue Ling. Jue Ling didn't pester Xia Yuexiang too much, he knew that Xia Yuexiang wouldn't want to see him for the time being, so he decided to wait for a while to reconcile.

It was already 5:30 in the afternoon, and there were still 30 minutes before the end of the interview.

Meng Ruoxi looked at Jue Ling, who was quickly packing up her books, and asked, "Are you going to an interview?"

"Well, it's still catching."

"I wish you success!"

"Thank you, borrow your auspicious words!" Jue Ling packed up his books, put on his shoulder bag and hurriedly walked outside the classroom, waved his hand back and said, "It's not early, it won't be long before it gets dark, you should go home early!"

"Hmm", Meng Ruoxi nodded, looking at the figure that had disappeared from sight, the smile on her face gradually lowered, and she muttered in confusion: "Go home...... Is it? ā€

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You may not be able to drive without a taxi, but it's no problem to catch up with the average small bicycle.

For the extravagant thing of "spending money to sit in a car for ten minutes", Jue Ling will not think about it for the time being, not to mention, he has an extreme phobia of vehicles. In the case of a flyover, he will not go to the traffic light zebra crossing.

Jue Ling hurriedly shook his head, put aside his negative emotions, and suddenly realized a problem: he used to live alone, so he didn't realize that now he also lives alone. Don't I have any family here? If so, where are the people? And who is providing me with living expenses?

After thinking about it, I couldn't think of a reason to come, so I had to put it down first, and when I had time, I went to Xia Yuexiang to ask.

At 17:53, Jue Ling rushed to the interview building, found someone to ask for the next way, and rushed to the interview reception room as quickly as possible.

At this time, there were only three pending interviewers left in the reception room, and when they saw that one of Jue Ling's students also came to participate in the interview, they were all disdainful.

Jue Ling didn't care, this level was not painful to him, and he didn't take it to heart at all. He can understand the arrogance of these three people, because the ironclad principle of [the master will always wait for the last appearance].

It is not easy for the three people in front of them to stabilize their mentality and wait for the end.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a report card walked into the reception room and said, "It's time to accept applicants at 18:00, are there only four of you interviewing this time?" It's a few less than the last time. ā€

Bang!

Jue Ling punched the chair, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood, how can there be any bullshit masters in the two-dimensional world."

Jue Ling's voice was very small and his speed of speech was fast, and the middle-aged man didn't hear it clearly, and asked, "Young man, is there anything wrong?"

Jue Ling lowered his head, did not respond, and complained madly in his heart: The problem is big, it turns out that there are only four recruiters, how unreliable this must be.

"Young man, don't worry, our company can get a place in this commercial building, it is definitely a regular business company."

Jue Ling: No, this must be some pyramid scheme!

"Don't look at the small number of interviews, this time it's just a downturn, and there were 8 people who came to the interview last time!"

Jue Ling: It's just four more people, please put away your smug expression.

"There were nine interviewers in the largest number of interviews."

Jue Ling: As a result, there are still no more than ten people.

"It would be nice to have ten people next time."

Jue Ling: Can your goals be a little lower?

"However, I have interviewed so many times, but I haven't passed any of them, it's a pity!"

Jue Ling: What are you sorry about, it's up to you to decide whether you are qualified or not, feel sorry for it, so let them pass one! However, I also understand why there are fewer and fewer interviewers.

"Everything is a bit unreasonable, the company's [recruiting the world's heroes] doctrine, there is no other company in the music department of college graduates to select people more effective. Obviously, Liu Bei [recruited the world] and made a career. ā€

Jue Ling: Hehe, I'll just say, how could a singer be born so casually. It turns out that everything is a spoof of your company, hang a recruitment order, you should be recruiting cleaners. Give me a good selection of people from the music school, don't ruin the music world. In other words, Liu Bei also exists in the other world!

"So, which of the three of you comes first?"

"Me."

"Me."

"Me."

The three of them scrambled to speak.

Jue Ling is completely out of temper now: As a result, the three of you are pretending to be calm, and I actually regard you as a master.

"It's not a way for the three of you to fight like this. Or decide who comes first and who comes after according to the position. ā€

Jue Ling: Wouldn't it have been enough to say this earlier?

The interview officially begins.

The first interviewer followed the middle-aged man out of the reception room for about fifteen minutes, and then returned to the reception room to wait for the results.

The second interviewer took only seven minutes.

After that, it was the turn of the third interviewer to go to the interview, Jue Ling did not fight or grab, and quietly waited for the opportunity of [the last master to play].

The interview song was already thought of at school, it was a song written by his favorite singer, although it was not very famous and it was not a popular song, but it didn't matter.

First of all, his voice is very similar to that of the singer.

Secondly, he really couldn't figure it out, most of the popular songs on the Blue Planet were obviously terrible, either with a slow rhythm or no bright spots, and they sang no different from what they said. Internet singers all sing better than them.

However, even so, it is still accepted by the public, which is nothing more than the song following the popularity. For example, if a certain actress is beautiful, even if she sings badly, she can be praised into a divine comedy by a bunch of hot fans.

However, good online songs are excluded by the public, because they think that online singers have no future, and the songs they sing must be ugly. Even if it sounds good, it will be said to be plagiarized so-and-so.

Therefore, Jue Ling will never use those popular songs, he decided to use online songs to compete, anyway, people from other worlds have no idea of rejecting online songs.

While Jue Ling was waiting, a hand suddenly slapped on his shoulder, and then an extremely clear and pleasant voice came: "Excuse me, can I still participate in the interview now?"

Listening to the voice, Jue Ling thought it was a woman, but when she looked up, she saw that it was a man.

Glancing at the two guys on the opposite side with their tails almost up into the sky, Jue Ling instantly understood why the beautiful young man in front of him chose to ask by himself.

Since others asked, Jue Ling couldn't help answering: "Sorry, the interview time has passed, you can wait for the next interview, you can't participate in this interview......"

"Yes!"

Before Jue Ling finished speaking, he saw that the middle-aged man from before came back with the third interviewer. The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful boy with an appreciative look.

Knowing that he could participate, the beautiful boy immediately bowed happily and thanked, "Thank you very much!"

Jue Ling didn't understand what [Respect for the Old and Love the Young] was at this time, and shouted unceremoniously: "Hey, didn't you say that the application time has expired?"

The middle-aged man said with a straight face: "Now the company is in need of talents, who cares about those rigid rules."

Jue Ling was speechless, so he had to say: "Today's interview gave me a preliminary insight into social unfairness."

The middle-aged man ignored Ya Mi's resentment, and said elegantly: "Below is the agent of Murong Star Entertainment Company, Lu Yuanmao, who hasn't asked the name of the little brother yet."

"Yes! My name is Senbon Sakura, a thousand of thousands, my own Ben, Sakura of Sakura, and I am 16 years old this year. ā€