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Suddenly, as if a stone had been thrown into the calm water, there was a slight commotion on the balcony on the fourth floor, where the crowd had been standing quietly. Many people's bodies moved slightly, and most of them had shallow lines on their foreheads.

Zhang Bolang also frowned, because of Wu Xiaoyu's explanation, he suddenly couldn't hear clearly.

Of course, it is not possible for all hearing aids to have problems at the same time.

They function well, and through it, Zhang Bolang also heard a burst of amplified footsteps, as well as a man and a woman...... No...... The barking of a male dog and a female dog.

Zhang Bolang gritted his teeth, restrained his emotions, didn't let himself get distracted, and didn't let himself complain about these inconsequential things.

However, it was pointless, and the footsteps with a somewhat dull echo grew heavier, and the louder voices of the dog man and woman were getting louder and louder. Like many people, Zhang Bolang could no longer hear what Wu Xiaoyu explained.

So, he took off his hearing aids.

At this time, without its assistance, Zhang Bolang's ears could already clearly hear the conversation between the pair who had suffered from dozens of resentments.

Exercise......

This word, once again, stayed between Zhang Bolang's mouthpiece. Liu Songling had already noticed his dangerous expression, and immediately covered his mouth tightly.

It was also at this time that the dull echoes of the footsteps disappeared and became much clearer and louder, and their source had already stepped into the open area of the balcony and entered the field of vision of everyone in the corridor.

It was a girl who came up.

Like everyone, Zhang Bolang only glanced at it, then quickly lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, hiding the angry expression on his face without a trace.

Then, he quietly lifted his eyelids and peeked in.

This is a beautiful girl.

Even if the makeup on her face is removed, just being over 170 tall, slender figure, slender snake waist, and youthful vitality are enough to make people reverie.

What is even more difficult to take off your eyes is the flow of light in the girl's eyes, the glitter of pearls on her neck, and ......

The most important thing, the one on the left......

The man.

A very ordinary man, except for a few dozen kilograms more in weight and a little less than a dozen centimeters in height, his figure is quite standard. The man wears a short-sleeved shirt that does not exceed 50 yuan, and the dress is quite plain, with only a nameplate hanging on his chest.

A small nameplate with a three-inch bareheaded photo that even his parents weren't necessarily interested in seeing at a second glance was pasted on it, with two small lines of text written underneath:

"Soisei Computer School"

"Lecturer/Xu Hua"

Therefore, like everyone else, Zhang Bolang just glanced at it, and quickly lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, hiding the angry expression on his face without a trace.

And the woman, because of this, was full of clever smiles and witty words, coaxing Xu Hua beside her to raise her eyebrows and grin, and her face was full of oil.

In this way, the two walked over slowly.

When he got close, he didn't need Xu Hua to make a sound, Zhang Bolang had already learned the appearance of others, and automatically stood aside and made way for a path.

Very good! Zhang Bolang was secretly happy as he got out of the way, ready to take advantage of the chaos to find a position in front that could be heard more clearly.

Immediately, he knew that his idea was too stupid.

In fact, Zhang Bolang doesn't have to be presumptuous, his abacus has been played by almost everyone once. It's just that the number of successful times this kind of plan is really handful.

Everyone wants to find a location closer to the classroom. As a result, this trail is no longer ordinary, it is produced by people crowding people and flesh sticking to flesh, and the main components are hard work and pain.

Several guys who were originally standing on the edge were mentally and physically prepared before the crowd came.

At this time, their hand-made or limited-edition suits are clinging to the guardrails that have not been wiped for a few years; They are accustomed to the smooth skin of a woman, the tender hands of a mouse's coffee cup, and they are clinging to the rough cement sidewall; And their little faces, which are usually serious and reserved in front of their subordinates and always gentle and elegant in front of their lovers, are now leaning out of the high platform, hanging either nervous, or crying and laughing.

These people are happy, after all, they still have a choice.

Compared to them, those who have been leaning against the wall and have nowhere to run are much more miserable.

In recent days, the balcony of the hallway outside the classroom of the Sosei Computer School has not been a safe place.

Almost all of the people standing here are peers in the field of graphic design. No one can tell for sure what other enemies are honey-bellied swords, except for those opponents who usually gnash their teeth.

As a result, these people can only lift their toes, crane their necks, and desperately raise their heads to avoid all kinds of knocks and beatings from all kinds of unthinkable directions.

Zhang Bolang also saw that in a certain position against the wall, a certain brother with a regrettable height could no longer make out a specific expression on his face. Because it was being squeezed by several elbows, clinging to the wall, one of the elbows was still changing positions, as if looking for a more powerful angle. The forehead of this benevolent brother also couldn't distinguish the specific color, but it kept seeping down in large patches, and I don't know if it was cold or hot sweat.

Nam no Amitabha......

The scene in front of him made Zhang Bolang, who had already been in the last place in line anyway, fold his hands and take a step back slightly. With an incomparable vigilance, he quietly glanced at Liu Songling; Just as Liu Songling was crossing his hands, protecting his chest, staring at him with burning eyes. It can be seen that these two respectable acquaintances are really very familiar with each other's style of acting.

Looking at each other, Zhang Bolang and Liu Songling smiled at the same time, and at the same time saw the perfunctory ingredients from each other's smiles.

Zhang Bolang also saw that Xu Huashi followed the path of blood and tears and finally led the woman to the door of the classroom.

At this time, he realized that the people standing by the door were almost all beautiful women. At this moment, Zhang Bolang felt a strong jealousy in his heart.

It's just that even he can't tell whether the subject of this jealousy is aimed at Xu Hua or the group of girls standing by the door.

Outside the back door of the classroom, Xu Hua chatted with the women for a few words, and then walked out again amid their absent-minded fake laughter.

The trail disappeared in an instant.

It wasn't until he could no longer hear footsteps in his ears that Zhang Bolang put on his hearing aids again. He licked his lips and tasted the salty taste of sweat, so he spat fiercely and brought out the word "phew".

Silence soon returned to the balcony, and everyone quickly forgot about the episode. As if to make up for the loss, they listened more seriously.

In the time that Zhang Bolang felt that it had only been a short time, the position of the sun had dropped a lot.

Suddenly, the sound coming out of the classroom, after a short pause, was no longer connected to the new class content, but to a few taps on the table.

Subsequently, Zhang Bolang heard the last sentence from the hearing aid: "I will go up here today, and the rest of the content will be taught in the last class tomorrow." ”

As soon as Wu Xiaoyu's words fell, the bell rang immediately after class.

Zhang Bolang took off the hearing aid in an instant.

His movements could not be said to be unpleasant, but in his ears, he had already heard several amplified bells, and the eardrums on both sides had also been buzzed.

That's not the feeling he cares about the most.

Hot!

It's so hot, just by the momentary action just now, Zhang Bolang immediately found that every piece of skin on his body was crawling down with dense beads of sweat.

He quickly turned around and moved to his feet, trying to find a shadow.

This plan was only implemented one step, and as soon as Zhang Bolang's head turned around, he was immediately slightly stunned and stayed in place.

Behind him, at some point, a few new observers quietly stood. The movements and reactions of these listeners were obviously not as fast as his.

At this time, they are still scrambling to pull the hearing aids on their ears.

After a moment of stunnedness, Zhang Bolang immediately stretched out his hands and forcefully pushed away a few people.

It's not that his character is so rude, but because Zhang Bolang's back has been supported by several hands at the same time, and there are bursts of forward thrust at the same time.

Suddenly, dense footsteps sounded on the balcony, and the density of the crowd dropped sharply, some of them walked up the stairs to the rooftop, some grabbed the handrail to the foot of the building, and some walked directly along the balcony to the other side of the corridor.

Zhang Bolang only took a few steps before stopping on the stairs leading to the rooftop on the fourth floor. He was half-crouched, his mouth slightly open, and he waved his wrist vigorously, trying to pull out a few pitiful traces of hot air. His eyes were fixed on the corner of the stairway.

Within a minute, a slightly thin man walked over.

Zhang Bolang could see at a glance that this must be the "that" teacher of Xiangcheng Computer School.

You don't need a sharp eye to see this.

In a large group, this was the only adult with a button-up jacket over a T-shirt on a hot day, but still a little pale and without the slightest bead of sweat on his forehead.

It was also the only adult who didn't bask in the sun outside.

Obviously, this is exactly Wu Xiaoyu.

Zhang Bolang noticed that as if racing against time, Wu Xiaoyu walked very fast. Behind him, more than a dozen of the original listeners, gasping for breath and sweating profusely, also strode along.

I don't know if it's too tired, most of these people are silent, only the closest one to Wu Xiaoyu asked: "Teacher Wu, there is one thing you said just now, I don't understand too much......

Is that okay? After listening in vain, can you still ask in vain?

Zhang Bolang hurriedly squinted his eyes to prevent the eyeballs from falling out; Close your teeth quickly, lest you bite your tongue.

He didn't know that he had to be glad that he didn't say anything just now, otherwise he would definitely receive a few "rare and strange" looks.

After hearing the question, Wu Xiaoyu's legs were still walking at a very fast frequency, but in his mouth, he really had the same tone and tone as he had in class, and the first problem was solved in a few words.

Before the man who asked the question could fully express his thanks, another eager audience member behind him had already ripped him away and said, "Mr. Wu, I also want to ask you to talk about ......."

Zhang Bolang had already understood the two questions they asked quite thoroughly when he listened with his hearing aids, but he still wanted to follow along and listen again.

At this time, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Recruitment, recruitment." If there is any student who has not found a good job, please come to me to talk about it, the treatment is excellent, absolutely more than 3000. ”

The words "preferential treatment" made the heat on Zhang Bolang's body disappear again, and "more than 3000" made Zhang Bolang jump down the staircase in an instant.

In the middle of the corridor outside the classroom, a man in a suit and leather shoes was holding a pile of coloring pages in both hands and distributing them to the students on both sides.

Zhang Bolang was stunned to see that the students passed by one after another, but no one stopped to consult, and even the students who had connected to the color pages were very few.

Recruit like handing out flyers? Is it so exaggerated?

When Zhang Bolang was still suspicious, two other men who were standing a few steps in front of him during the previous lecture happened to pass by him, and a fluttering conversation between them also happened to float into his ears:

"Lao Tang, that ghost, even if he recruits someone for 3000, can he keep ......it?"

Before the words fell, there were fewer and fewer students, and in the corridor, Lao Tang's voice was obviously a little eager: "Recruitment, recruitment." If there is any student who has not found a good job, please come to me to talk about it, the treatment is excellent, absolutely more than 3000, and the probation period is one week. ”

……

Twenty seconds later, a fine cloud of dust rolled up behind him, and Zhang Bo rushed into the office.

The office is now more crowded and noisy than when I first arrived. However, this time, Zhang Bolang struggled to find out which part of his body came out of an amazing force, and squeezed in front of the round-faced girl in three clicks and two clicks.

Standing in front of the desk, Zhang Bolang took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, slapped it on the table, and shouted loudly in a not so normal tone: "I want to sign up, I want to apply for a graphic design class!" ”

"Sir, you are welcome to sign up, but I'm sorry, you can't enroll directly after registration, you have to ......"

It was about the afternoon and I said it countless times, and the words in the girl's mouth flowed a little more. Zhang Bolang waved his hand again and again, interrupted, and said, "I know, I know, I will report the next issue, and I will come back to study in two months......"

"Sir......" The round-faced girl pushed away the banknote he handed out slightly, revealing a slightly regretful expression, and said, "I'm sorry, sir, I can't go directly to school in two months." You're a little late, just now, and the last spot for the next session has been filled, so ......"

"So?"

"So...... You can only wait four months before coming back to enroll. ”

Exercise......

With his feet on a few pieces of rotten paper, which was mostly pitch black, with only a little bit of pale red and yellow, Zhang Bolang said this not-so-elegant text for the third time today, and for the third time, no one heard his voice.

What the round-faced girl could hear was a vicious word that burst out between her wavy teeth:

"Report!"