Today is another weekend, the sun is three poles, Wang Baogen has gone out to work, the knock on the door woke up Wang Ling, who was sleeping in bed, "Uncle, open the door quickly, I'm hungry!" ”

"Oh, come on! Wait a minute. www.biquge.info"Wang Ling reluctantly opened his eyes, and the hangover made his head hurt for a while.

How did you get back yesterday? There was still a lump of paste in his head, he reached out on the bed to find his clothes, touched and touched, how was it a soft lump, it felt good, what was it?

"Ah~~~ What the hell?" I only heard a scream, and a person jumped up on the bed, it was our comrade Yiyi, she insisted on escorting Wang Ling home last night, and then, it happened.

"Why am I here? Wang Ling? Yiyi was nervous for a while, she pulled open the thin blanket, and when she saw that she was still wearing pants, she was relieved, and then pulled the thin blanket again to wrap her upper body.

Yes, she drank high, made it her home, took off her shirt, and fell asleep.

Wang Ling hugged his head and regretted for a while, such a good opportunity was actually missed.

"Rest assured, nothing happened to us." Although Yiyi was reassured in his mouth, there was a strong hope in his tone.

"What a chance!" He muttered quietly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing, I'll help you find clothes." Picked up the hood that was lying quietly on the side and handed it to Yiyi.

"You turn around! I'll find it myself. Yi Yi blushed.

Wang Ling slowly turned around reluctantly, and finally glared at Yi Yi a few times, as if he could see through the blanket.

After Yiyi got dressed, Wang Ling pointed to the door, "You hide first, I'll take Xiaoqiang away." ”

Waiting for Yiyi to hide behind the door, Wang Ling opened the door a crack and said to Xiaoqiang: "Xiaoqiang, it's early!" ”

"What's early, uncle, it's almost ten o'clock, and I'm starving to death." Xiao Qiang looked through the crack in the door, "Who was it just now?" I heard an aunt's voice~"

"What auntie? Who's there? It's my voice. Wang Ling made the door a little wider and quickly closed it again.

"You're lying to the kids, aren't you?" Xiao Qiang squinted at Wang Ling with a look of contempt.

"Did you brush your teeth?" Wang Ling began to use the Dafa of distraction.

"Swiped."

"Have you washed your face?"

"Washed."

"Did you get on the tuba?"

"Not yet."

"Why don't you go soon?"

"I can't get out."

"It's not okay if you can't get out, there will be worms in your stomach after holding it for a long time, and the worms will crawl out of your mouth after a while."

"Oh." Hearing that there would be bugs, Xiaoqiang was so frightened that he immediately ran away.

A little kid is a little kid, so easy to deceive, Wang Ling smiled proudly, it's still a good brother. Zou Yiyi hid behind the door and laughed straight away, covering her stomach with one hand and her mouth with the other, not letting herself laugh out loud.

Is it that funny? You're laughing so low.

"I'll take Xiaoqiang out in a while, and you go out secretly again, don't shoot."

"Don't shoot anything, no matter how poor you are!" Gesture to fight.

Although Yiyi now works in the modeling industry, she is a good girl who is clean and self-conscious, and although nothing happened this night, she quickly brought them closer.

When I saw that the phone was out of power and turned off, I didn't know what my parents were in a hurry and whether they called the police. Thinking of this, she was anxious and urged Wang Ling to go out quickly.

Wang Baogen left breakfast for the two of them, but Wang Ling was afraid that his sister would be in a hurry, so he pulled Xiaoqiang out of the door, "Uncle will take you to eat something delicious today." ”

"Are there any lobsters?"

"Yes, crayfish."

"I don't want crayfish, I want lobster."

"You want to bankrupt your uncle?!"

After another five minutes, after making sure that the two had gone away, Yiyi dared to go out, and took a piece of Wang Ling's clothes and covered his face before leaving.

Wang Ling took Xiaoqiang out for breakfast, walked around again, and then came home, and opened his door very generously and pointed, "Look, look at it, is there no one?" ”

Xiao Qiang looked contemptuous again, ignored him, and took out his toys while playing.

Wang Ling returned to the room, locked the door, opened the system, and got a hint that the task had been completed, and he could draw a lottery again, this time his mentality was much better, and his skills were not pressing, no matter what skill he had, it was better than nothing, just come to one.

Click on the lottery, one point, the turntable Hulala turned, the pointer stopped, there were only two words - medical saint, okay, now my brother is going to change to a doctor again.

Mission: Congratulations on acquiring a top-level medical skill to become a healer, and use that skill to heal a terminally ill patient.

Drink! This is simple, with this medical saint skill, it is not easy to cure a terminal illness. Looking back, oh I'll go, my brother doesn't have a medical license! If you don't get caught in the bureau if you go to prison for a few years, the daylily will be cold.

This task can only be postponed for the first time, and then we can find a way to get a medical license.

In the afternoon, I received a call from Zou Yiyi, and there was a round of greetings, and I don't know what excuse she made up to deceive her parents and get away with it. Yiyi told him that he had already contacted a friend who worked at the radio station and asked him to prepare and go to the interview in two days.

Looking at this work efficiency, it is worthy of sleeping in the same bed, Wang Ling immediately gave a thumbs up.

Isn't it just a radio interview, it's not a piece of cake for my brother now, and I still need to prepare?

Niu bragged like this, but this was his first interview in this world, and he was still a little nervous.

In the past two days, he has been in retreat again, looking for information on the Internet at home, asking 500 questions about graduate interviews, how to dress for the first interview, and how to increase competitiveness.

After reading the information, he arrested Xiaoqiang as an interviewer, and simulated the interview scene by himself, until he was full of confidence, and then let Xiaoqiang go.

On Monday, Mr. Wang put on his only white shirt, polished his shoes, and walked out of the house with a briefcase containing only his resume, heading straight for the Beijing Radio Office Building.

The so-called is not a family that does not get together, Wu Pengyou has given up his tracking behavior since he called the police to complain that the city management had no way to take Wang Ling, today he was invited by his old classmates to help with the art planning of an outdoor activity on the radio, at the gate, he saw Wang Ling who made him hate it again.

How can you go anywhere?

He hid from Wang Ling like a thief and went to his classmate's office. His classmate was the deputy director of the Beijing Radio Station, and as soon as the two exchanged pleasantries, Wu Pengyou asked him about Wang Ling.

Gotta see that I don't mess you up and still interview? Go back and talk about your storytelling.

Wu Pengyou was ruthless in his heart, so he asked his deputy director classmate to ask me to do the planning, okay, I don't want a penny, as long as you say hello, let the interviewer make things difficult for Wang Ling, and then refuse to recruit him.

The deputy director was a little embarrassed, and it was not good to save the face of his old classmates, "Why did this person offend you and fix him like this?" ”

"This is a villain, who cheated me a while ago and slapped me in the face. It is for your good not to let you recruit him, and it is a scourge for such people to recruit him. He didn't dare to say it explicitly, so he could only vaguely pass it.

"Okay, then I'll make a call."

Wang Ling found the front desk, explaining that he was coming for an interview, and after waiting for a while, a radio station employee took Wang Ling to find the interview room, knocked on the door, and let him in.

There were three interviewers, all sitting behind a table, and they looked quite formal.

Today is Wang Ling's separate interview, and there is no need to wait, just him. The employee handed Wang Ling's resume to the three examiners, but the three examiners didn't even look at it.

He bowed to the three interviewers, said hello, and began to introduce himself.

"Hello three teachers, my name is Wang Ling, I graduated from New Oriental Drama University with a major in directing, and I am a fresh graduate this year."

"Fresh graduates? Or is it a director major, we are a radio station, and we are recruiting radio and broadcasting majors, why do you come to the radio for an interview if you are a director? A middle-aged woman with eyes began to ask questions, in a difficult tone.

"Our external recruitment ended last month, what relationship did you find to participate in this individual interview? It seems that the relationship is very hard, huh? Before Wang Ling could answer the previous question, another examiner challenged him.

When Wang Ling heard such a question, he was also furious, he took a breath and endured it, "First of all, although I graduated from the directing major, I have a specialty, and I have been telling stories in the park for a while now, and I am quite popular with everyone. A friend listened to my stories and felt pretty good, thinking that they were just telling them in the park, and there were too few listeners, but unfortunately these stories, she felt that broadcasting my stories on the radio would allow more people to hear them. ”

"It seems that you are quite confident, you must know that the radio broadcast is not street storytelling, and our radio station does not have this kind of storytelling."

"I think as long as the story is good, I can add a column."

"Yes, most of today's programs are interactive with the audience, and there are high requirements for the announcer's professional knowledge and adaptability, besides, storytelling is outdated, why should we believe that storytelling can increase our listening rate?"

"A separate column for you? Your tone is not small. I don't think about how to adapt to the work environment, but I want to let the environment accommodate you. ”

"Young people, don't be ambitious, down-to-earth can have a future."

The three interviewers took turns attacking Wang Ling, and it seemed that he would not give up without saying anything.

"How do you know if you don't try, I'm really confident." Wang Ling's heart was weakened for a while by what they said, is it true that no one listens to the book now? I thought about it again, I can't! If no one listens, how can there be so many listeners in the park? It can't be a coincidence, right?

"I kindly advise you, but you still don't listen! And you have confidence, we don't have that confidence in you! An examiner slammed it on the table.

"It looks like you're not the talent we need!" An examiner threw Wang Ling's resume out and landed it in front of Wang Ling.

Being treated like this made Wang Ling furious, his face was red and white with anger, although he was darker and couldn't see his face, but the blue tendons on his forehead exposed his anger.

This is an interview, it is clearly a criticism meeting. He bent down and picked up his resume, turned around and left, and before leaving the door, he looked back again, "You're going to regret it!" In the future, even if you beg me to come back, I won't come! ”