Moonlight Variations

March 2013.

The light rain is pattering underground, and the winter in the south this year seems to be exceptionally cold.

Just after the Spring Festival, major companies and units started a new round of recruiting new recruits—and for most students majoring in Chinese language and literature, the most explosive recruitment news is that the domestic publishing industry leader "Yuanyue Society" actually released this year A large number of recruitment places, so on the day of the interview, even on weekends and non-working days, the science and technology business park where the head office of the first month of the month is located is still inevitably crowded and very lively.

"Hey! Have you heard that, the expansion of Yuanyue News Agency's recruitment this time seems to be because the company is going to be listed, and in order to have a good valuation, it has to expand its staff size."

"It seems that the scope of business will be expanded, so that's why I added such a new position. In the past, Yuanyuesha was biased towards traditional literature, but now I actually want to get a share of the novels..."

"Oh my god, isn't Xindun Publishing always doing novels? Yuanyuesha is trying to grab a job—"

"Hush! Keep your voice down, I heard that it corresponds to the "Star Trails" traditional literature monthly magazine, and Yuanyue Club has also created a new monthly magazine of youth novel readings called "Moonlight", ah, ah, I heard that it has already been done. It's been several issues, and Hikawa..."

"Mom, Shirakawa, is it the Shirakawa I know, the one who wrote "Dongfang Yanwenlu"?! He has cooperated with Yuanyueshe!!"

"Yeah…"

A considerable number of young people gathered outside the conference hall of Yuanyue Club. They were obviously just getting acquainted with the number plates in their hands while waiting for the interview. At this time, they gathered in groups and whispered-this kind of conversation was heard at the end of the corridor. The sound of the wheels rolling on the ground interrupted!

Everyone raised their heads curiously, so they saw at the end of the corridor, a slender young girl with short hair appeared in her early twenties-her fair skin was probably due to the slight redness of her running cheeks and her small and straight nose. Frozen red, the facial features are delicate, but they are unexpectedly futile when they are together, but the black and white, unusually bright eyes reveal a touch of cuteness and vividness.

In this cold weather, she was wearing high-heeled boots, a short skirt, and only a long windbreaker outside. She was so thin that she was not as strong as the box she was dragging behind... At this moment, she was holding one in one hand. After filling out the resume form, the other one dragged a huge suitcase and rushed to the staff of Yuanyueshe who issued the interview number plate. He stood still and let out a long sigh and smiled: "Excuse me, the train station is coming. There is a traffic jam on the road, I am a recent graduate of the Department of Chinese Language and Literature for an interview. Please give me a number plate."

The sound is clean and neat.

The staff member who issued the number plate was stunned, raised his hand and looked at the watch, and found that she had not exceeded the time specified for the interview, so he readily handed her the number plate at the back, and when handing out the name plate, he quickly I glanced over the resume in her hand... I glanced too hurriedly at this glance, I only had time to see the name column, which was written with two huge words: Chu Li.

-This slender girl who seems harmless to humans and animals on the surface has a name that matches her own image, called Chuli.

Chuli received the number plate, and in the silent gaze of the people around, she showed a clear smile and nodded at the staff who issued the number plate. Then she took the box to the corner and found an empty one. Sit down on the chair—

The moment she sat down, the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by the excitement and tension in her eyes. Chu Li took out her phone, logged in to her phone q, and quickly found a guy named [The Vanished L Jun] , My fingers are typing fast —

[The navy invited by the monkey: I'm at the interview unit! The dead driver pretended not to know the road and wanted to make a detour, which made me almost late, so I turned on the navigation and turned on the phone amplifier volume to the loudest—300 meters ahead and turn left—hahahahaha I see where he dare to drive—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ah, but now everyone around me looks at me like monsters...]

As she spoke, she raised her head, her calm eyes swept around.

Whoosh, whoosh a few secretly looking gazes, then turned back.

Chuli hooked her lips, bowed her head contentedly and continued typing—

[The navy invited by the monkey: It's like never seeing a beautiful girl in a trench coat. 】

[The navy invited by the monkey: Do you think there are big people like the editor-in-chief of a publishing house among those who secretly look at me? Pretend that you are also an interviewer, penetrate into the interviewee, and decide to see for yourself The good seedlings on the table—Chicken Soup Magazine writes that...]

After hitting this, Chuli seemed to have thought of something, cleared his throat, straightened up his waist and straightened up, pretending to look around calmly... Chuli waited patiently for a while, but did not wait for this name to disappear. l Jun]’s reply, she curled her mouth slightly boringly, guessing that the other party might be busy again. She curled her mouth and tucked the phone back into her pocket.

Sitting on a chair, Chuli's position is facing the interview conference hall, which makes it convenient for her to stare at a pair of black and white eyes, watching the batches of interviewers coming in and out—

This person took a stack of resumes and sent them as flyers?

Oh yo, this young lady is good-looking, what kind of editor is she, she has become popular with Liu Yifei in a few minutes of acting in a TV series...

I rely on this box or something-I rely on the "Star Trails" magazine which is actually a box-amazing my brother, he has a deep routine, and a powerful competitor!

…

At the beginning, Li continued to evaluate the thirty-second interviewer with a blank face and was more like a bodybuilding coach than a text editor. One hour and ten minutes have passed. The staff member who gave her the number plate just now finally called When she arrived at her account, Chuli stood up, only to find that the surroundings were strangely quiet at this time, and the only person participating in this round of interviews was... she was the only one left.

Embarrassingly smiled with the staff who called the number, Chuli raised her hand and knocked on the closed meeting room door. She heard the sound of "please come in" from inside, and then she pushed the door and walked in...

After submitting his resume, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the five interviewers present, all of them lacking in interest, and an impatient face of working overtime on weekends so annoying Laozi rushed home from get off work for dinner.

First gift: "..."

Indifferent interviewer... It seems that the beginning of Japanese TV series is like this?

Calm, don't panic.

Hold your head up and stand tall.

Chuli sat down on the chair, eyeing all the interviewers sitting across from him, and quickly went through their possible identities—but it was useless. In her eyes, everyone was It's a big brother.

Chuli had to stare at one of the big guys with a slight smile on his face and introduced himself. After the basic information, he began to sing about how deeply he loves traditional literature and the "Star Trails" magazine. When he talked about excitement, he stood up. Announcing to the interviewers passionately: "If I can have the opportunity to work in the Yuanyue Club, even if one only has eight...no, one thousand and five hundred yuan! I'm quite content!"

…In this broken city, 1,500 yuan a month is only worth living in the sewage ditch.

But these are all routines.

How can such a big publishing house of Yuanyue Club give only one thousand and five employees a month?

Chuli always felt that the interviewer should be moved by her enthusiasm according to the routine of the Japanese TV series. However, as soon as the words fell, I heard that the chicken sitting on the far right was the most ruthless from beginning to end, and Chuli was skeptical. Did the interviewer who had fallen asleep asked, "One thousand five is too low, why don't you do one thousand eight?"

Chu Li: "...............?"

As soon as the female interviewer's words came out, it might be that Chuli was caught off guard and forced to take it back. In short, the remaining four interviewers "quack" laughed—

Chuli suddenly felt that there was not a good person from the driver to the interviewer he met today.

But this does not prevent her from nodding, smiling and saying a few words that may have another meaning: "One thousand eighteen? I'll do it."

…

Ten minutes later, as the last interviewer, Chuli walked out of the meeting room—at this time, the outside was even more deserted than before she entered the meeting room. The interviewers also walked out with the interviewer's information, talked, and disbanded in twos and threes.

Chu Li walked a few steps forward, and when she turned around, she found that she was the only one left in the corridor.

During the big weekend, the entire office building of the Yuanyue Club was so empty that a ghost could be picked out from the corner—in line with the basic concept of "all coming", Chuli did not rush to go, but slowed down. Dragging the box and preparing to read the publishing house that accompanied her growth with various publications from the elementary school's "Little Story" to the university's "Star Trails".

-In the interview, she talked a lot of nonsense on the spot, but it was not a lie to like Won Yueshe.

Chuli looked here and there, the head probed, and when I walked past several offices with "Star Trails" magazine posters, I was excited about myself. I walked all the way and looked all the way, unknowingly, I walked to the end of the corridor-there. In this office, the light is on and the door is half open.

Is there someone inside?

Chuli shrunk her neck, thinking that it would be rude to interrupt other people's work. She was about to turn around and run away with her box, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of a huge blackboard at the door—all the blackboards were pasted on them. A variety of magazine posters called "Moonlight" were written on the blackboard in a jumble of chalk, "The Oriental Fantasy God "Hirkawa" has joined, and the luxurious author lineup is not to be missed." "Hikawa Masterpiece of the Year", "Star Trails" "Moonlight" series of reading materials "Moonlight" and other messy propaganda slogans...

Hikawa?

This person Chuli met, not only knew him, but was also his little fan.

This guy became famous at the age of seventeen with a book of "Eastern Disaster". At the age of twenty-one, he officially became a top author on the theme of oriental fantasy in China. He was young, handsome (legend), and rich. Miao Hong’s son of the scholarly family, his dad is a member of a provincial Writers Association who stomped and shook his feet. The most terrible thing is that this young person has a very good personality...

It is called Wenrun as Yugongzichuan.

Thus, the Great God Hiukawa conquered a truckload of teenage fans with the legendary handsome face and golden retriever-like temperament; then he conquered another truckload of teenagers with his writing skills.

Chuli liked the author, thinking that if he could really enter the Won Moon Society in the future, maybe he could still see the true face of Hiukawa and take a signed photo by the way... Thinking of this, Chuli held the box and laughed twice. When yy finished, she was about to turn around and leave, but at the same time she turned around, she heard an angry roar from the office—

"First open thirty-two copies and try the water"? Try! Try! Water! Are you daring enough to say it again?! When I beg for food?!"

Chu Li: "???"

First gift: "..."

Black question mark face.

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