His eyes were a little sore, and An Ge closed his eyes hard.

When she opened her eyes again, she looked at the dress she was holding in her hand and remembered something.

It was a long red dress.

Ange was worn at the 50th anniversary of the AS Foundation.

He once told her that she was very suitable for wearing red, and he also liked her bright and moving appearance when she wore red.

Gradually, An Ge realized that invisibly, Sheng Siyu had left her a lot of memories.

In the past, when she was quiet, An Ge also loved to think crankily alone, but at that time, she always thought about Gu Qifeng and Mi Lu.

She wondered if she hadn't been so stupid, maybe everything would have been different.

Every time he thinks of those, An Ge's heart hurts and suffers.

But after meeting Sheng Siyu, An Ge felt that all the memories with him were beautiful.

Even the memories of that time in Beicheng, the moment of wandering between life and death, became beautiful.

An Ge had actually realized something in her heart, but until now, she still refused to admit it.

The heartstrings fluttered slightly, and she used a lot of restraint to suppress the strange emotion.

She put away the skirt in her hand and changed into a formal outfit.

Shirts, hip-wrapping skirts.

Typical workplace style.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.

Although reality is not an idol drama, at this moment An Ge really hopes that she is like the silly white sweet heroine in an idol drama, no matter what happens, she will maintain a positive and optimistic attitude, telling herself that nothing is a problem, as long as you sleep and wake up, tomorrow will be a new day......

Unfortunately, she is not.

*

The next day, An Ge got up early to clean up, planning to go to the interview.

But because she hadn't rested well last night, her face looked bloodless and tired.

Despite the deliberate makeup to cover it up, it still doesn't look refreshed.

When An Ge took the subway to the application location, there was still an hour before the agreed time.

An Ge bought a quilt coffee under the company's office building, lingered for half an hour, and after drinking the coffee, his spirit was also raised a little, and An Ge took the elevator upstairs.

The elevator stops on the 15th floor.

An Ge turned left all the way and found a small office, about one hundred and fifty square meters, divided into a lot of office areas with compartments, and after An Ge explained her intention to the person at the front desk, the person at the front desk took her to the editor-in-chief's office.

The editor-in-chief is a man in his forties.

With a big beer belly on top, and a little bald.

Wearing a pair of Sven's black-rimmed glasses, he restrained the greasy energy on his body a little.

"Hello editor-in-chief, my name is An Ge, and I'm here to apply for a photographer for the magazine."

The man who was typing in front of the computer heard this, paused the movement in his hand and looked up.

It was this look that made his eyes light up.

I've been in this small magazine for a long time, and the people I see are the same every day, and Ange's sudden appearance makes him feel a sense of surprise.

A very punctual beauty.

White and beautiful, with long legs, and a pair of bright eyes, as if they can speak.

The editor-in-chief looked at An Ge for a long time,

Ange immediately avoided his gaze.

Realizing his gaffe, the editor-in-chief coughed lightly and asked, "Is An Ge really?" ”

"Yes."

"I looked at your resume, and you're not a professional."

"I ......"

Before An Ge finished speaking, the editor-in-chief hurriedly interrupted her: "This actually doesn't matter much, as long as you know how to take pictures, but because our newspaper is small, all employees have more things to do, can you do simple interviews, or write some simple news?" ”

An Ge thought for a moment and said, "Yes." ”