Bai Yiquan felt that life was hopeless.

Seven minutes ago, the interviewer finally called his name after waiting for half an hour. When he put the soy milk for hand warming at his feet with trembling bodies, the girl next to him had already taken off her coat and walked into the classroom wearing a short skirt and high heels, he had a bad premonition.

Although he kept repeating the interview rules taught to him by the training teacher in his mind: you must look into the eyes of the interview teacher, smile, let them feel your incomparable confidence and spring breeze-like warmth, let them feel that you are full of poetry and books, but have an extremely humble heart, and make them feel that it is intolerable not to admit you.

Bai Yiquan thought the same way, but a little accident happened, because the girl who was one step ahead of him had already spoken for a full minute.

"Hello teachers, my name is Liu Fengwu. This is the name my mother gave me because the night before I was born, she dreamed that a phoenix landed on the plane tree of my house......"

I rub it, such an artistic name? The phoenix falls on the plane tree? This is a natural auspicious place. Bai Yiquan complained in his heart, in ancient times, weren't you the master of the harem who accompanied the true dragon emperor to live and fly? He couldn't help but think of his self-introduction: "Hello everyone, my name is Bai Yiquan. The white of boiled water, the one of a bottle of mineral water, the spring of a bottle of mineral water. ”

Bai Yiquan felt as if he was a head shorter than the girl.

The girl continued with her self-introduction: "I started studying ballet at the age of five and once won the first prize in the city competition......"

Bai Yiquan tried hard to recall what awards he had won, and after thinking about it, it seemed that he had only won the second place in men's rope skipping in the school sports meeting in elementary school. Or did the teacher slip his hand and memorize a hundred more for him, otherwise he would have been at the bottom......

Bai Yiquan felt that the girl seemed to be a lot taller.

"I also like to write, and I once published the essay "My Dream" in the newspaper......"

He also likes to write, he is also a contracted writer of Tencent Literature, but he can't write prose, but he wrote a fantasy novel and serialized it on the Internet, although there are not many people who can read it, and there are only dozens of people in the readership who get together to chat and fart. But no matter what, he was not compared to the girl in this regard.

Thinking of this, his body straightened up a little more, and he saw that the girl was not as tall as before.

Finally, the girl finished her self-introduction, and the interviewer nodded in satisfaction and set her eyes on his face. He was happy in his heart, but he pretended not to be surprised, smiled, and cleared his throat: "Hello teachers, my name is boiled water." ”

Poof.

The girl didn't hold back and burst out laughing. At that moment, Bai Yiquan felt that something in his heart was broken.

......

"So you messed up the interview at this school again?" Li Changpeng looked at Bai Yiquan, who was drooping his head, sighed heavily, and formed a white mist in front of him, "Then you are really a tragedy, this should be the school you are most sure of." ”

"What can I do. Bai Yiquan also sighed, "My mind is in a mess in the back, and I don't know what to say." ”

"After all, people are learning to broadcast and host, how can those of us who write with a pen be able to pass the interview. Changpeng Li shrugged his shoulders, "Forget it, go back to the hotel, my interview today is over, what about yours?"

"I don't remember it anymore. Bai Yiquan felt in his pocket and found a hard box, "Hey, what is this?"

He pulled it out and looked at it, and found it to be a black envelope. The envelope reads "To Bai Yiquan", but it is not signed, and the mouth of the envelope is tattooed with a dark red flame. He opened the envelope and pulled out an interview slip from inside. And this interview slip is different from those previous schools, it is also pure black, more like an invitation, and on the invitation is a hot gold English word - "THIRD".

Changpeng Li leaned over: "What is this? When did you apply to one more school than me?"

"No, why don't I remember, and why haven't I heard of this school?" Bai Yiquan was also a little confused.

He opened the black interview slip and saw that it was written in both Chinese and English: "

Dear Bai Yiquan: Thank you for applying for the interview, the interview time is 17:00, I hope you can attend on time.

THIRD。 ”

Bai Yiquan looked up at Li Changpeng, and Li Changpeng also looked at him, and the eyes of both of them were full of doubts.

"It's a prank. Bai Yiquan said suspiciously, "Why don't you even have the name of the school, say, did you put it in my bag?"

"I'm full. Li Changpeng spread his hands, "Isn't there the name of the school written on it, T-H-I-R-D, and third? What kind of broken name is this? Okay, I also think it's a prank, can't you just throw it away?"

"There's an interview slip with a picture of me on it. Bai Yiquan said, "Who would be so boring and go to great lengths to tease me?"

Changpeng Li shrugged: "How could I know about this kind of thing." Okay, I'm going to eat, don't follow me, you wicked single dog. ”

With that, Li Changpeng grimaced at Bai Yiquan, turned around and ran, running in front of a short-haired girl in a sky blue down jacket. That's his girlfriend, sometimes Bai Yiquan is still very envious of Changpeng Li, and he can still be with his girlfriend when he comes out to take a test, unlike himself, a single dog who is evil.

Thinking of this, Bai Yiquan was ready to throw away the prank interview slip. His mobile phone rang suddenly, and when he took it out, he found that it was his mother who asked him how the exam was. He thought about it, but after all, he didn't dare to tell his mother the truth, but just replied: "If you play normally, you should be able to be admitted to one or two schools without accidents." ”

In fact, I couldn't get into any of them. Bai Yiquan sighed again, turned off his mobile phone, and at the moment when the screen went out, he saw the time displayed on his mobile phone "16:37".

"The interview is at 17:00 and we hope you will be on time. ”

Bai Yiquan remembered the time on the prank interview list, hesitated for a while, and decided to take a look. If it was really a prank, it wouldn't take much time, and the classroom for the interview was not far away anyway. Thinking of this, Bai Yiquan walked to the campus with a ghostly spirit.

......

As an art student, Bai Yiquan does not have the artistic talent of an art student, nor does he have the temperament of a broadcaster. He just couldn't stand it simply because of his grades in cultural classes, and his father saw that he liked to write novels, so he asked him to learn film and television directing with the attitude of giving it a try.

As it turned out, he didn't have the slightest talent for it. Every time he writes a film review, the training teacher frowns, and the training time for more than half a year is just for him to have the ability to make up the 1,500 words required by the film review. For Bai Yiquan, the training teacher only asked him to do his best, maybe some blind school would take a fancy to him.

Bai Yiquan didn't care much, he didn't really want to stay in the classroom to learn those science formulas that he couldn't understand at all, and art students wouldn't stay in school more than half of the time. Especially in the most nervous senior year of high school, when the classmates were immersed in the classroom and studying hard, the art students took exams all over the country, quite like the style of scholars who entered Beijing to take the exam in the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Later, Bai Yiquan learned that the scholar was not so easy to be. Especially in the winter, I waited in line for more than an hour outdoors and took a registration form, but only lasted three minutes in the interview session, which was really uncomfortable. Bai Yiquan began to envy the guys who stayed in the warm classroom and read.

He thought as he went to the classroom where he had been notified on the interview slip. At this time, most of the school interviews are coming to an end, and art students who have come from all over the country to take the exam have dropped out of school one after another. Winter evenings always come earlier than in other seasons, and he stood on the school building and looked down to see that the whole school was dyed pale gold. This should have been a very beautiful picture, but when Bai Yiquan saw those art students leaving the school in twos and threes, he suddenly felt very lonely.

It's just that the feeling quickly fades away. He turned his head and found that he had arrived at his destination, 3402. The interview location announced on the interview notice made him a little puzzled that there was no one else in the corridor except him. He had interviewed seven schools before, and each time he had queued for no less than 20 minutes, and the more people in line, the more popular the school became.

It's really rare to have no one like now.

This had to make him suspect once again that the interview itself was a prank. At least he had never heard of any art school in China called "THIRD". Isn't there a university competing with each other for the first place in various fields?

The more Bai Yiquan thought about it, the more unreliable he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had been deceived. He was about to leave, but just then, the door to 3402 was opened. A beautiful girl with shoulder-length short hair snuggled up to the door and looked up at him: "Are you here for an interview?"

Bai Yiquan instantly stood up straight: "Yes, yes, yes." ”

The beautiful girl looked Bai Yiquan's whole body up and down, and then pouted: "Go in, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”