Chapter 5 Voice

When Jian Jia thought that Chen Bosheng probably wouldn't reply to messages tonight, the phone finally vibrate.

Huashan pineapple blowing snow: [Is it convenient for voice?] ]

Jian Jia was stunned.

I didn't expect Chen Bosheng to be so social and call directly?

I guess I waited for a while, but I didn't wait for Jian Jia's reply.

Chen Bosheng sent another message: [Typing is also OK. ]

Jian Jia replied at this time: [Senior brother, I can speak, OK.] ]

It's not that he can't accept the voice, after all, Jian Jia has nothing to do with social fear. It's just that when he was in his third year of high school, there was an accident at home, and the debt collector called hundreds of calls to his mobile phone every day, and he said anything threatening and intimidating.

Jian Jia instinctively didn't like phone communication later.

I was stunned for a few seconds.

Chen Bosheng's voice had already come, and Jian Jia hurriedly pressed answer.

In the next second, the other party's cold and deep voice sounded: "Jian Jia? ”

Jian Jia nodded hurriedly, and immediately reacted that the other party couldn't see it, and said, "Senior brother, it's me." ”

In the dormitory, Rodya didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking, and he ran away in the middle of the qualifying match, so angry that the boss scolded: "It's better for him to go to the hospital in a hurry because his wife is going to give birth!" Otherwise my forty-meter machete fell on the spot! No? Did the Trisolaran come to Earth? How could someone run away halfway through the broadcast?! I'm going to do that—"

Jian Jia hurriedly put on his slippers and walked a few steps to the balcony. Closing the glass door, the cool breeze of the night blew away the subtle tension in his heart.

There was a "click" sound, which was the sound of the balcony locking.

After blocking out the noise made by the boss, it can be heard clearly in the night.

Chen Bosheng's voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's the matter." ”

Jian Jia hurriedly spoke: "It's such a senior brother, about the resume I just sent you-"

Chen Bosheng continued: "Need to close the door and say secretly? ”

Jian Jia's voice paused, and it took two seconds to react to Chen Bosheng, who was panting loudly, was talking about the sound of him closing the balcony door. Is the great god a dog's ear, so spiritual? Can you hear the sound of the lock?

And how do you feel that Chen Bosheng's words are also strange.

made Jian Jia feel like a little girl who sneaked out of the dormitory in high school and secretly called her boyfriend.

Jian Jia explained: "No, senior brother. The door was not closed, it was a bit noisy in the dormitory, I was on the balcony. ”

"Oh." Chen Bosheng said: "That's to sneak on the balcony and say? ”

…… No one told him that the great god was a little familiar?

Jian Jia is not a vegetarian either, Chen Bosheng is just teasing him when he sees this, so he replied: "If Senior Brother thinks so, then I can't help it." ”

After a while, Chen Bosheng laughed at the other end, and the short smile with an angry voice was also ear-catching, which was completely different from the greasy bubble sound that pretended to be, "Scumbag, you, junior brother?" ”

With such a smile, the last bit of tension in Jian Jia's heart was gone.

Some people are naturally good at chatting, Chen Bosheng is this kind of person, when he wants to close the distance, it is easy to give people the illusion that he is very easy-going. Jian Jia was still a little stranger to him, and he was taken down by two or three sentences, and finally found his comfort zone for chatting.

"Rong Xuan has already told me." The sound of Chen Bosheng's mouse clicking came from the phone, probably looking at his works: "You're good at painting landscapes and cyberpunk, right?" ”

"Yes. I can't say I'm good at it, but I draw a lot. Jian Jia hurriedly humbled a little, trying to leave a good impression.

Chen Bosheng probably finished reading it and asked, "Have you ever drawn a single picture?" ”

Jian Jia was stunned: "...... Painted. Draw less. ”

Chen Bosheng paused: "Are you interested in Yiyou?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jian Jia reacted: "The tenth district of dreams and agreements? ”

"Hmm."

"The Tenth District of Dreams and Promises" is a big hit game project that Hengyou has just done this year, a female-oriented game in the love management category, with a daily turnover of tens of millions. Whenever the domestic B game giant is mentioned, it is inevitable to mention "District 10".

Even people like Jian Jia, who don't play simulation games much, have heard that for a while, Lin Tang was obsessed with the male protagonist of the paper man in it as if he was crazy.

It's just that, why did Chen Bosheng mention this?

Jian Jia's heart was pounding, and Hengyou was famous for his academic qualifications, especially fresh graduates, who were directly stuck in 985 and 211. The high-achieving students who interviewed were running everywhere, there were many century-old schools in Yunjing, and the Yunjing Film Academy that Jian Jia studied was really a bit insufficient.

And he didn't study the ace acting major.

"Senior brother, is the quota for the internal referral from the project team of District 10?" Jian Jia rubbed the tip of his nose and pretended to be brisk: "I may not have enough education." ”

"No, I don't." Chen Bosheng replied quickly: "I have read your Weibo, your characters are well drawn, and you are doing the original painting of the tenth district, no problem." ”

Jian Jia was glad that she didn't go crazy with nonsense on Weibo.

He has a Weibo dedicated to posting pictures, and has accumulated hundreds of thousands of fans, and he is also a well-known painter. In order to make her resume beautiful, Jian Jia also wrote her Weibo ID in her self-introduction.

Speaking of which, Jian Jia also has a bottom in his heart about this internal push.

The voice on the other end of the phone came: "When are you free, make an appointment for an interview?" ”

"I can do it all."

"Two o'clock on Friday afternoon, okay?"

"Okay."

"Hmm."

At this point, Jian Jia felt that the whole topic was successfully over.

He is the kind of person who will never let the other party be the last word when chatting, even if he sends an emoji, he has to end it himself.

So Jian Jia also habitually waited for Chen Bosheng to hang up the voice first.

What I never expected was that after ten seconds passed, the other party had no intention of hanging up at all. The breathing is light and rhythmic.

Jian Jia was stunned: "Senior brother? ”

Chen Bosheng also naturally: "Huh? ”

Well????

You, huh? What is the meaning??

Jian Jia continued to be confused, and she couldn't understand why Chen Bosheng didn't hang up the phone.

Is there something left unfinished? Jian Jia thought about it and felt that the topic of internal referral had ended successfully. Looking at the time, it's half past nine, and the great god can't be waiting for him to say good night, right?

Jian Jia thought about it for a while, and found that Chen Bosheng still hadn't hung up the voice.

Tentatively put the phone close to his lips and said slowly: "That...... Good night, senior brother? ”

Wu Nong in the southern town whispered.

Inexplicably obedient.

In the middle of the night, the sound of shallow breathing seemed to hold its breath for a few tenths of a second.

Chen Bosheng's voice came: "Well, good night." ”

The voice finally hung up.

Jian Jia stood on the balcony with her phone in her hand for a few seconds, thinking.

Isn't it?,Didn't the great god pay so much attention to the sense of ceremony?!

-

After solving the major problems of the work, Jian Jia's heart that had been hanging for several months finally let go a little.

When I returned to the dormitory, the boss was still scolding for the rodya spring water hanging up, and the keyboard was slamming loudly.

He was in a good mood, and he even felt comfortable listening to the boss scolding.

Rodya had already restarted the game, and the loudspeaker that the boss had rescued once from the bucket was as loud as a tenth-level scrub. Despite this, Rodya's voice came out, and he could hear a very superior voice.

Because the live broadcast left for half an hour, he was quarreling with his sailors.

Jian Jia vaguely heard that Rodya, as a top-level game streamer, is the only one who has a blood feud with fans. Nothing else, just because of his mouth that hurts people when they see a dead person.

It's really a debt and a hanger to quarrel:

"The Pacific police are not as lenient as you, what? Haven't you ever spoken to someone? ”

"Of course I scolded you because you were sick, and if you weren't sick, I scolded you for something. Of course you scold me, of course, you are sick, why are you scolding me if you are not sick? ”

After listening, Jian Jia was persuaded by his logic of Resby!

"Oh, I haven't called the subject, have I?" Rodya sneered.

The barrage swiped the screen: "? Say as if you have the same? Dude, don't lie to others. ”

Rodya's encyclopedia introduction is single, and so is Weibo.

"I'm sorry, I'm not like you." Rodya still looked like he was dragging it, and he was also cold: "I'm going to have it soon, understand?" ”

As soon as Jian Jia laughed out loud carelessly, she felt that this person was very funny, and turned out the live broadcast room to pay attention.

He wants to have Rodya's bursting self-confidence, and now he will be a male junior and pry Jian Xingyang's corner.

After listening to him arguing for half an hour, Jian Jia felt sleepy.

I said hello to the boss and went to bed.

Lying on the pillow, Jian Jia realized that Rodya's voice was still strange.

But he was so tired that he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

-

On Friday, Jian Jia woke up early in the morning.

Go to the library to print your resume, then prepare your portfolio, and finally memorize yourself as soon as possible. Hengyou Group is only a thirty-minute walk from Yunying, Jian Jia thought about it and still didn't take the subway, and went directly to the small battery.

When I arrived at the company, there were still 20 minutes before the interview began.

Hengyou is divided into three rounds of interviews, one round of interviews is the main beauty, mainly to examine the professional level. The second wheel is the director of the studio in the tenth district, and he should know this person. The last round is HRBP, which in the words of the employees is equivalent to the minister of the Qincha from the headquarters of Hengyou.