(a)

The temporary job at the newspaper usually starts in the evening, and the newspaper proofs are not released until 8 o'clock at the earliest, and they only start their proofreading work after receiving the newspaper proofs.

But Chang Xia went out very early, through the alleys, and then through the bustling streets, there were many vehicles coming and going, and the buses painted red were big birds, and they flew on the road without looking back.

Pedestrians are countless small birds that swoop to their nests.

Only she doesn't have a home.

The streets were filled with the sound of I want to eat, I want to eat.

Running around the city, driven by a huge panic, not knowing where the sun will set tomorrow?

The low ceiling hung down where the light couldn't shine, and everyone was busy in the dark latticework.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't have a relationship with Chang Xia before, and he didn't have the obligation to help too much, so he handed Chang Xia an old sample and let Chang Xia practice reading it by himself.

Chang Xia, who was a freshman, was put aside, and watched with envy as the people in the proofreading team walked back and forth between the computer typesetting room and the office with the school newspaper. The meager income of proofreading can only be obtained when you read the manuscript alone.

When she was fine, she took the newspaper and read it. There is rental information on it, and it analyzes which district has seen the rent rise. "It's so fresh", she thought to herself, how could there be such a thing as renting a house in that closed kingdom.

I thought it was a poor class in a small town. As long as you go to the city, you will become a white-collar worker on TV. Only to realize that this is not the case at all. Like Zhuang Zhuang, they only have a salary of more than 1,000.

Housing, transportation, phone bills, these things have increased. And some things have been reduced, such as medical insurance, pension insurance, housing provident fund, and so on. These additions and subtractions are all drawn into the flesh one by one.

After all, even if she is like Zhuang Zhuang, her actual purchasing power is not as rich as Chang Xia in the town.

According to Zhuang Zhuang's words, even buying a green onion costs money, these days in Nanjing, the thin money in Chang Xia's box is decreasing day by day, this is like a bucket with loopholes, no matter how much she cherishes the water in the bucket, the water still flows out mercilessly. And the source of income is running dry, a fear that has never been seen before in the small town kingdom.

When I was in the town, Qian was like a little girl, showing a cute face, and getting along with her in peace, so Chang Xia spent the money on traveling every year, and didn't know how to save money to prevent winter.

There is no need to save money to buy a house, because the house is divided into units. All the wages paid will be spent.

And now, all her survival was piled up on the thin sheets of paper in the box, like a thin strand of hair tethered to the weight of a man, which sooner or later would fall to the bottom of a cliff.

Chang Xia only realized the rampant magic of money at this time, his face was like a painted skin, and he changed hideously, holding the soul tower in his hand, he could easily cage those beautiful fantasies into the tower, so that the fairy soul in fluttering clothes disappeared, and finally turned into a puddle of water, which was quickly sucked dry by the wind and dust.

Chang Xia secretly made up her mind that during the day, she had to go to the talent market to see if she could find a better job?

(b)

When he was in a small town, Chang Xia never knew what the "talent market" looked like? I remember that a colleague in the hospital once went to Nanjing to participate in self-examination training, and when he came back, he said to Chang Xia: "It's really a pity, the time is too tight, and I didn't have time to go to the talent market to have a look." ”

For many people in the small town kingdom, the "talent market" is not a dressing box on the dressing table in the Yueqiao Flower Courtyard and Zhuhu in the Zole Window, and the exciting feelings of "longing" and "dream" have become the jewelry in the box.

It seems that in the "talent market", how can you not envy the river of another life that you can step on with your feet?

Later, after living in the metropolis for many years, I realized how many people are tired of the talent market. When you are in the talent market, it means that you have no food and clothing.

It was just a free market, a free market for diplomas, education, and work experience, where people stood on the streets with their hair tied in their hair, selling themselves, looking for a good place to eat, and now hungry people are flocking to the talent market to feed.

Some products can't find a "buyer" and flow back to society. A small number of them have become wanderers in the cave of Bai Xiandong, a considerable number of them have fallen into rented houses in the city, and some have become savage foragers in high-rise buildings after countless survival collisions.

If Chang Xia knew this at that time, would Chang Xia, who was still young and immature even though he was twenty-six years old, have the courage to come out of the cozy town kingdom and use this as a rose-colored life stage sprinkled with petals?

Before Chang Xia left home in the morning, he deliberately looked in the mirror again, and his eyes in the mirror were shining, and his face was excited and expectant.

When I arrived at the talent market, it was already crowded, there was a long queue at the entrance, the security guards were maintaining order, and the wall on the outer wall of the hall was also plastered with recruitment information, and red handwriting was flying on the wall.

Chang Xia was a little excited by this scene, like a bullfighter in a cloak entering the fighting arena amid thunderous applause.

Crowded into the venue, people are noisy, shoulder to shoulder, the air is muddy, and people can't breathe.

In front of each recruitment desk, there are crowds of people handing resumes, layers of people, being squeezed around, dizzy, through the layers of heads, Chang Xia sees the faces of those impatient resumes.

Chang Xia squeezed into the chicken trough in front of him like a chicken snatching food. At that time, the talent market had not yet been replaced by online recruitment, so Chang Xia saw this scene.

Finally squeezed to the center of the encirclement, the resumes on the table were piled up higher than the head of the woman sitting to collect them.

The woman was almost exhausted by the murky air, by the noise of thousands of flies buzzing like a megaphone, and by the dense crowd that always surrounded her, and she listlessly and boredly ticked off some of the resumes handed to her.

(c)

Chang Xia leaned his head over, handed over his resume attentively, and pointed his finger at the number on it with the nervous expression of a student who reported to the teacher: "This pager number can only find me at night." ”

The woman's face was full of impatience, her nostrils were raised, and she said angrily, "Who will call you at night!" He glanced at Chang Xia with disdain from the corner of his eye, threw his resume onto the high pile of resumes, and immediately several resumes pressed over.

It's a blessing that the woman didn't scold the stupid. At this time, mobile phones are still a luxury, and of course Chang Xia does not have them. Voices are common, but unfortunately Chang Xia does not have them.

When he saw someone handing over his resume, Chang Xia realized that there was no contact information on his resume.

In the huge Nanjing, whose number can be written to find her Chang Xia? Only the old man who rented the house. But Chang Xia can't remember his landline phone. She only pulled out the pager number of the old man's daughter in the small notebook she carried with Rui. I had to write this number.

His daughter attends school during the day and only comes back at night, of course. What language should be used to describe this paper-level stupid mistake made by Chang Xia?

It's like a child going out on the street to buy food, but when he goes out, he doesn't know how to bring money.

Chang Xia finally discovered that despite all her pride, she was just a straw bag. Not to mention all kinds of positions that she didn't know about, even as a clerk, she found herself very reluctant.

There were only two things to sell in the bamboo basket she mentioned, one was a bachelor's degree in Chinese language that she had worked so hard to get into, and the other was some sentimental little prose cut out in a newspaper.

It's like a fragrant wildflower on the side of the road, which can't be exchanged for food. When she arrived in the city, she carried a bamboo basket and finally sat on the side of the road and wept.