Draw cards from the wild card

Chapter 75

"Have you ever failed an exam? Why?"

When Lin Hao heard this question, he was taken aback for a moment, as if there was a lump in his throat.

It's not because the tone is so sharp and the words are so piercing, but it can be heard from the tone that the main interviewer sitting in the center is actually a young girl.

Young girl, can you sit in this position?
Of course, he was stunned for a moment. Regarding the questions of his World War II exam, he was also prepared, adjusted his emotions, and opened his mouth to answer, but when it came to his mouth, he couldn't say it anymore.

Those prepared words, the words hidden in the stomach, heart, lungs, spleen, and veins, seemed to have lost contact with him at this moment, and none of them could be taken out.

Cold, deadly cold.

From the soles of Lin Hao's feet to the spine, along the keel, all the way up to the temple.

This is a deadly feeling that he has never seen before, so terrifying that it makes him shudder.

His eyes were wide open, the muscles in his neck were tense, and he stared at the chief interviewer in the light green sweater who didn't even lift his head.

The main interviewer chuckled. He couldn't see her facial expression behind the mask, but he heard her say softly.
"It's useless. You have a strong willpower and your belief in nothingness makes you somewhat resistant to coercion, but you can't pretend to be nonchalant in front of me."

"And don't try to mess around in front of me, infecting the surroundings with your self-confident and natural temperament, you just feel good about yourself."

Each word was as light as a feather, making no waves in this empty room, but it echoed in Lin Hao's ears almost thousands of times.

He just felt like a scarecrow, firmly stuck in place, unable to tense his muscles, unable to swallow his saliva, his whole body seemed to be in a state of extreme paralysis, unable to even move anything a toe.

If he had a flash of luck and suspicion when he learned that the interviewer was a young woman, now he no longer had any evil thoughts about her identity.

Let three experienced middle-aged people think they are unlucky, walk out of the interview room dejectedly, and even shed tears. What kind of people can do all this?
A legend suddenly came to his mind, a legend of the new generation that was widely circulated in the world of Luzhou.

is her! ?
"What's wrong? Talk?"

How can the interviewer on the right not know what state Lin Hao is in now?But he wanted to ask a question, and it was a serious question.

He thought that if Lin Hao, whom he was optimistic about, couldn't even bear the coercion of the main interviewer, it would only prove that he was at most an ordinary college student proficient in test-taking skills, just like the first three losers.

What to do, what to do! ?

The only movable pupil in Lin Hao's body kept dilating and shrinking back and forth, thinking about a way to break the situation.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind.

I just feel that I am in the shocking waves, and I can't grasp the only life-saving straw.

The straw was light and fluffy, but it became his support.

There was a man, a monk, who once visited his parents when he was a child.

The monk's plain robe and cloth shoes have nine ring scars, and it was Xiao Linhao who opened the door for him.

The monk learned that Lin's father and Lin's mother were not at home, and did not leave. He glanced at Lin Hao and smiled like a spring breeze.

He touched Xiao Linhao's forehead, and even talked about Buddhist scriptures on his own.

Lin Hao could no longer remember the content of the Buddhist scriptures, but the warm feeling like bathing in the warm sunshine remained in his heart.

Whenever he encounters difficulties and adversities, the figure of the monk will appear in front of his eyes, and a slight smile can relieve thousands of worries.

Now, that warm feeling resurfaced from the bottom of my heart.

He found that he gradually regained his nerve perception and regained control of his limbs.

Although it was still difficult, he blinked his eyelids once, swallowed his saliva, and opened his mouth with all his strength.

“It is true that I failed once because I was overconfident and underestimated the demands of this career. But my enthusiasm continued unabated and I managed to get back to normal without being affected by the failure. After a year of ups and downs, After training, I feel that I have become more comprehensive. I believe that failure is the mother of success, and I also believe that those who cannot defeat me will eventually make me stronger."

After uttering the last word with all his energy, Lin Hao felt the pressure coming from all directions like a tide, making him dizzy, staring at his eyes, staggering, and almost fell on the wooden floor.

But just as he insisted on speaking the full paragraph in the end, he also insisted on not letting himself fall.

Just the fact that he could speak under the pressure of the main interviewer was enough to impress all the other interviewers sitting here, not to mention that Lin Hao's performance today was outstanding.

One of the male interviewers sighed sincerely: "Okay, okay."

"What a fart," the main interviewer muttered in a low voice, which happened to be at a volume that Lin Hao couldn't hear clearly, but it was heard clearly in the ears of the male interviewer beside him.

The male interviewer suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, his old face blushed, he coughed twice to cover up, and kept silent.

The main interviewer looked at the resume on the table and thought to himself that this person not only practices the school that he despises the most, but also exudes an aura that I hate, which is really unpleasant.

What exactly saved him just now?It caused my suppression to get out of control for a while before this guy could breathe.

It's so strange.
But putting these aside, this guy does have some abilities, at least a little better than the previous few old guys, and it's not impossible to barely score 59 points.

I just hope that guy can perform a little better next time.

The main interviewer put on the light yellow peaked cap again, and nodded lightly: "Okay, the question is almost over, your interview is over, go outside and wait for the result."

Lin Hao felt his body light up, and the terrifying pressure of fortune around him suddenly disappeared. The warm oxygen penetrated into his lungs along the nasal cavity and respiratory tract again, giving him renewed vitality.

Then a relieved smile appeared on his face again, and he bowed deeply to the interviewers. He knew that most of his interviews had passed.

The main interviewer didn't understand this one the most, and waved his hand impatiently: "Let you go quickly, don't waste time"

I still muttered in my heart: come on again, it's disgusting and greasy, it's just an ant.

The staff waiting at the door opened the door for him with an encouraging smile, then looked at the list in his hand, and shouted outside
"Next, examinee He Luo!"

After hearing the word He Luo, the main interviewer showed an intriguing and beautiful smile on his face. He leaned back on the chair back, with a pair of white and slender jade legs resting on the interview table, and the leather boots pressed against the resume. On, still rocking back and forth.

The interviewer next to her was stunned. She didn't know why she suddenly made such a casual action that didn't fit the scene. It was obvious that there would be another candidate interviewing next. Did this lord remember it wrong?
They just wanted to make a sound to remind them, but it was too late.

A thin figure was already standing at the door, the next interview candidate.

Before He Luo entered the door, he saw those big white legs and the iconic Martin boots.

Facial muscles twitched and blurted out
"My grass!"

(End of this chapter)