"Hello, my name is Hong Jun, I am twenty-eight years old, and I am applying for a job as a typist in your company. I'm in good health and motivated, so I think I'm definitely up to the job. Hong Jun tried his best to keep his posture to the minimum, and introduced himself in a uniform tone in the manner written in the "Job Search Book".

"Last name?" The manager of the personnel department was a fat man, with thinning hair and a greasy face, and asked without raising his head when he looked at the resume in his hand.

"Male." The corner of Hong Jun's eyes twitched, dead fatty, you don't have long eyes?

"How fast is typing? How many words can you type in a minute? The fat manager finally raised his head, squinted his eyes and glanced at Hong Jun who was standing in front of him casually.

Usually chatting on the Internet, the typing speed is naturally not too slow, Hong Jun replied: "It depends on what kind of documents." If it's like a story or a novel, it's more than 60 words a minute, and if it's a person or a place name, it's slow. ”

"Yes." The fat manager took the note and suddenly asked, "How do you speak English?" Have you passed level 4? ”

To apply for a typist, you still have to pass English level 4? Is this necessary?! The young man named Hong Jun replied angrily: "No." I applied as a typist, not an English translator. ”

The fat manager sneered and said disdainfully: "You have seen all the conditions for recruitment, right?" If you don't pass English, we don't accept it. Young man, according to your resume, going to work on floor tiles is more suitable for you. ”

"Holy!" Listening to the fat manager's words, looking at the contemptuous eyes on his face as if he was looking at the unemployed vagrants, a fire of ignorance rushed straight to the top of his head, Hong Jun's whole brain was "boom" as if it exploded, and he was instantly angry, and he raised his right foot and chopped it on the brown-red solid wood desk in front of the fat manager. At this step, the front of the incomparably sturdy solid wood desk was instantly kicked out of a huge long hole.

"It's just a broken job, Lao Tzu is rare?" Hong Jun turned his head and left, shaking the door with a flick of his hand.

The fat manager was stunned for a while, and then shouted like a pig: "Security! Security guard! "But at this time, Hong Jun has already walked away, so can he still see half a figure?

Out of the gate of the Delong Building, where the advertising company is located, the dazzling sun shone on Hong Jun's heart. ", messed up again." At this time, the ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang, and he took out the Lenovo K900 mobile phone newly given by his friend, Hong Jun answered the phone, and this time his tone turned out to be as if he had changed someone: "Binzi, say something quickly, I have limited patience." ”

Binzi on the other side of the phone cautiously asked, "Brother Hong, are you free at night?" Come out for a drink? ”

"Get out!" Just hang up.

Soon, the phone rang again, and Binzi hurriedly said: "Don't, Brother Hong, that's the case, I just invited a real best product from the south at a high price in the first two days, don't you just want to call Brother Hong to help train it." Binzi accompanied him and said carefully: "Brother Hong is the Vier of Zhongyang K Field, I have never sat on Brother Hong's stage, and I will definitely not be able to sit firmly in our Zhongyang K Field." This time, what I am looking for is definitely first-class goods, a good girl like a white paper, her hands have never been touched by a man, Brother Hong must appreciate it. ”

"I'm not in a good state now," at this time, Hong Jun's state was obviously a little wrong, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You don't want to shut up Lao Tzu after renovating the store once!" ”

"Brother Hong, you can't ......" Binzi was obviously frightened: "Okay, then change it, change it!" Hurriedly hung up the phone.

Putting away the phone, Hong Jun took out a cigarette with trembling hands, lit it three times before finally lighting it, and muttered, "It's serious, it's serious again...... His grandmother's, which was supposed to be a good opportunity, messed up again. I...... I'm just looking for a stable job, but I'm in ...... mental state at the moment."

Hong Jun, a twenty-eight-year-old single young man, handsome and tall, is the same disciple of Wang Jianye, the Olympic pistol rapid-fire champion, and the number of places to participate in the national large-scale competitions was limited.

However, on the other hand, because of the confusion in the scene, drunk and dreaming all day long, Hong Jun did not know when he began to suffer from pathological symptoms of passion, his heart is sensitive, and the occasional sudden strong stimulation will cause his emotional state to explode, often accompanied by violent impulses and destructive behaviors, but afterwards he can not fully recall the scene, which is extremely troublesome to him.

Because of the pathological surname passion symptoms, Hong Jun believes that only by finding a stable and comfortable job and establishing normal interpersonal relationships can he effectively control the disease. The most tragic thing is that the last job of moving bricks on the construction site broke out because of the pathological surname passion symptoms, and the foreman who did not treat the workers as people was beaten violently, and almost beat people to death.

In recent years, college students can't find jobs all over the place, and people with a status and education like him, except for being a low-voiced waiter, can only work hard to earn a hard-earned money, and with his current mental state, he can't do it anyway.

In fact, for Hong Jun, finding a job is not about the level of salary, it's almost enough, anyway, you can't work in vain; Another condition is to try to be quiet and not too noisy. As a result, I finally found a job as a typist that met my requirements, and because of my hot temper, I still couldn't pass the interview.

The evening breeze was blowing, but Hong Jun didn't feel the slightest warmth and comfort, he just felt that there was cold sweat all over his body, and said secretly: "No, absolutely not!" If this continues, I will have to kill someone! You have to find a job as soon as possible to stabilize your life. ”

Now he wants to hurt people when he is slightly stimulated, especially once the disease attacks, it is not light or serious. Hong Jun does not want to become a murderer wanted by the whole country one day in the future.

Psychiatrist, taking medicine, he tried, but all of them were ineffective, once when he was doing psychotherapy, because of chatting with the psychiatrist, the illness was introduced, and the psychiatrist was beaten half to death on the spot, almost killing someone.

This was when the symptoms were relatively mild.

Now that his condition has obviously worsened, if something like this happens again, the newspaper itself will have to make headlines the next morning, and then the public security bureaus of the entire province and city will issue a wanted warrant, and then being shot and killed by the police on the spot may be the best fate for him.

"What to do? What am I going to do? Just walking on the street in a daze, the high-rise buildings around him slowly retreated, and the vehicles on the road were roaring and galloping, like the walking dead.

From time to time, passers-by saw his dejected and straight eyes, and occasionally his whole body trembled, and they all avoided him from afar: "Look at the person on the side, it seems to be abnormal, stay away from him." "It's very handsome, and it's very well dressed, but it's a pity that the spirit doesn't seem to be normal, it's really ......" "Alas, it's a pity, this is fate...... He's coming this way, go, go......"

Listening to the whispers of passers-by, Hong Jun's eyes were red, and his spirit became more and more manic.

I don't know how long he walked, but his spirit was already stretched like a spring that had reached its limit, and it could break at any time. Suddenly, a crisp girl's voice came into Hong Jun's ears, instantly attracting all his attention.

"Xiaobai, are you hungry? Come on, don't worry, I'll feed you sausages. ”

Good...... What a pure voice......

Hearing this voice, Hong Jun subconsciously slowly stopped and turned his head to look. On a street with few pedestrians, a girl in a high school uniform is squatting, holding a freshly bought corn sausage in her hand, breaking it in small pieces, feeding a dirty white stray dog.

The girl's long black and smooth hair was tied into a ponytail, hanging down the back of her head and dangling in the night breeze, her school uniform was black and white, the letters "zyyz" were printed on the back, and a pair of Li Ning sneakers were on her feet, and they were made into a cute inner figure. On his shoulder, he carried a drumming satchel with a drum, which must have contained all kinds of school textbooks. Although he couldn't see his face clearly from Hong Jun's point of view, it didn't matter anymore, because the picture in front of him actually made Hong Jun feel an indescribable tranquility in his heart.

The pathological symptoms that were about to erupt quickly receded like a tide.

All that remains is that kind of peace of mind, peace.

"It's ...... What a lovely high school student. Looking at the girl's side face from a distance, all the hustle and bustle around him, he was unconscious: "Why is my spirit so peaceful?" Looking at this girl, this scene, how do I feel, the restlessness in my body disappears in an instant? ”

At this time, the girl squatted there, watching the cute stray dog in front of her gobble up the corn sausage, and when the whole corn sausage was all fed, the girl stretched out her green little hand, gently touched the head of the little white stray dog, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and let the stray dog lick her little hand, from time to time let out a "giggle" crisp laugh, after a while, she said: "Okay, Xiaobai, it's not early, I have to go home, I'll feed you tomorrow, okay?" ”

"Wang! Prosperous! As if understanding the girl's words, the little stray dog barked at her twice, and then wagged his tail incessantly.

"Ah, you don't want me to go?" The girl stood up and said helplessly: "It's really not early, my mother will be anxious if I don't go home." As he spoke, he turned around and left, turning back and waving his hand as he walked: "Bye-bye, Xiaobai, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

Hong Jun watched from such a distance, watching the girl feed the dog, watching the girl smile, watching the girl drift away, and somehow, the whole person seemed to be enchanted and followed the girl behind him and walked down.

At this time, he was in an extremely calm mood, and his whole body was so comfortable and peaceful, hoping that this road would never end.

The two of them walked for a while, and suddenly the mobile phone in the girl's bag rang, and then took out a white Apple 5 mobile phone, and said with a smile: "It's a teacher?" Well, it's okay, I'm going home soon, well, hehe, today's homework is not difficult, don't worry, teacher, I'll call you again in case there's anything that won't, well, okay, I'll call you back when I get home. I'll go to the teacher's house on the weekend to see the baby, hehe. Well, okay, it's decided, then the teacher bye-bye. ”

"Teacher......" Listening to the girl's light smile, Hong Jun subconsciously said, "Teacher...... Speaking of which, I really miss the time when I was in school. Hehe, teacher......"

Time always passed quickly, and Hong Jun watched the girl enter the community, so he casually found a stone on the side of the road and sat down, looking up at the starry sky overhead. It was the middle of summer, and I heard the squeak of the bull and the occasional croaking of a frog from nowhere. Ever since I had this pathological passion symptom, I had never felt so satisfied and quiet at this time.

People have always felt this way, when they are black-haired, they feel that the world is full of black-haired people. But when I dye my hair yellow, I feel that there are many people with yellow hair in the world.

At this time, Hong Jun was like this, thinking in his heart, and hearing in his ears was all about the conversation between the students and the teacher.

"Teacher, I did well in the exam this time, have I improved? Hehe, by the way, teacher, my dad said to ask you when you are free, and I plan to invite you to dinner. Yes? No? No, no, how can it be done, it's okay, it's just a light meal, there is not much money, don't worry. Well, that's good, hehe, when this parent-teacher conference is over, the teacher can't push it anymore. ”

"Hey, Mr. Zhang? Ah yes, I'm Ning Jun's father, how are our children at school? Well, well, okay? Hehe, this child is usually more naughty, his brain is not stupid, he just doesn't drill into learning. Well, hehe, I'm relieved when you say that, then I have to trouble you more, well, haha, thank you. Oh yes, I'll take my family Ning Jun to see you on Teacher's Day. What? No? That's not good, my child's future is all up to you, don't refuse. Okay, that's settled. ”

"Teacher, let's have an eleventh class reunion, you must come then, if you don't come, our party will be boring, right? What? You're please, you're kidding, right? Back then, our classmates asked you to put so much effort into it, so why don't you use it for a meeting. Expensive? It's okay, it's okay, these classmates in our class have mixed well in the past two years, and there is still ...... money for a meal Haha, okay, okay, then it's decided! Okay, okay, when the time comes, sit at your house, haha, yes, no problem! ”

"Teacher, teacher......" Listening to the faint words around him, the light in Hong Jun's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Yes! I'm going to be a teacher! Maybe I'll be able to cure my condition! And ......"

"In a few years, maybe some students will call me to talk about the current situation and talk about life!"

"Yes, that's it, that's it! Haha, haha! ”

"I'm going to be a teacher!"

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