reverse travel

It's the sixth time. In 10 minutes, the man checked his watch six times.

His watch strap is very old, because of the long use, the leather strap has been frayed, and the edge is split, revealing the pale interlayer inside.It's not something very expensive, just like all the external products on a man, simple, old and cheap.

But Zhang Xiao still stared at him extremely greedily, like someone who has been starving for 23 years staring at a piece of roasted meat, licking the man up and down with his eyes.

Zhang Xiao was sitting by the window of the cafe. The window faced east. It was 43:[-] in the morning. Because of the reflection, men would not notice him.

This handsome guy must be waiting for someone.Zhang Xiao thought to himself.

He's looking at his watch again...ah, his profile is so handsome.Zhang Xiao bit the rim of the paper coffee cup, unable to move his eyes away. After staring at it for a long time, a smile appeared on his face.

At 55:[-], the man finally left.Zhang Xiao's coffee was also finished at the same time. He stood up, refreshed, and straightened his clothes.

The cafe is very deserted, and the only waiter is struggling to wipe off the stubborn dirt on the leaves of the green plants at the door.

Above his head, a huge hot air balloon advertisement crossed the sky, and his belly narrowly brushed the thin lightning rod on the top of the building, and went far away unharmed.

"One bottle works, you will not be bald for a lifetime - one bottle will work, you will not be bald for a lifetime -", although the balloon has gone far, the faint human voice is still very clear.The voice has been recorded long ago, it is enthusiastic and energetic, and it does not sound like a person who will be frustrated by baldness.

Hearing that voice, Zhang Xiao hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Du Qiwei, how many part-time jobs do you have?"

The young waiter straightened up from the green plants, brushed his hair, and said proudly: "The one in the cafe, and the one flying above, there are five in total."

"You're not afraid of being exhausted." Zhang Xiao said, "Before, you quit the newspaper internship after only two months. You were too sloppy. You could still be like this in school, but you're still so sloppy now, and you won't have the chance to hold your feet in the future. Didn’t the water and soil conservation project in the Haihe River Basin you worked on go well? You said why you sold it, and the money from the sale was spent again, and now it’s like this..."

Du Qiwei interrupted him while wiping the leaves: "Okay Mom, stop talking."

He threw the rag into the bucket: "You're right, but the school doesn't arrange jobs, so we have to find them ourselves. Many places don't recognize the qualifications of people like us, and even if we admit it, we don't dare to ask for it. Work is hard. Besides, I am a person, you let me sit nine to five, no, absolutely not, within a week my life style will have problems."

Zhang Xiao sympathized and understood, and nodded again and again: "Your life style has always been very problematic."

Du Qiwei looked at him curiously: "Are you going to interview again today?"

Zhang Xiao sighed: Yes.

Nearly half a year after graduation, his roommate has already found a job, but Zhang Xiao has not found a job yet.

The two have lived in the same dormitory since they were students. Seeing that they were about to graduate and had nowhere to go, they rented a house together and continued to make do as roommates.Du Qiwei doesn't spend much time at home every day, because there are too many part-time jobs, Zhang Xiao figured it out, he hasn't seen Du Qiwei at home for a week.

"Who did you hook up with again?" Zhang Xiao asked him, "I haven't been home for seven days, this should be true love."

"Damn, I'm working overtime!" Du Qiwei lowered his voice, "After seven days of guarding at the entrance of the Earl of Gold Hotel, I finally took a picture of that so-and-so having a room with that so-and-so! So remember to buy today's newspaper, There are my works."

Zhang Xiao: "I'm not interested at all."

Du Qiwei asked him: "Where are you going to interview today?"

"The National Museum wants to recruit a non-staff member." Zhang Xiao yawned listlessly, "I'm leaving."

He crossed the road and stood under a lamppost waiting for the light to turn green.

This is where the man stood just now.

On days when interviews are required, he is used to having a cup of coffee in the shop where Du Qiwei works after getting up in the morning to refresh himself.Drinking coffee is boring, so he likes to sit by the window and look around. Seriously, today is the 12th time he has seen that man.

The man was tall and handsome, with a cold expression and a hint of inexplicable arrogance. All in all, he was exactly Zhang Xiao's cup of tea.

He always stands under the lamppost, sometimes holding soybean milk and fried dough sticks, sometimes carrying a bag of green vegetables, as if he just came back from the market early in the morning.The clothes are simple and plain, but very clean, without any extra decorations, except for the watch that I suddenly put on this morning.

Zhang Xiao likes to look at him.He didn't have any superfluous thoughts, just watched him while drinking coffee from a distance of more than ten meters through a transparent glass.

He felt quite happy, a kind of happiness that had no meaning but was enough for self-satisfaction.

I bought the newspaper that Du Qiwei mentioned at the newsstand of the subway station, and I saw the photo of that so-and-so and that-so on it.

The characters and scenes are captured very clearly, especially the logo of the Golden Earl Hotel.

Zhang Xiao was bored wandering on the subway, reading the newspaper over and over again.The social news page is more exciting, destroying this gambling stall and that prostitution den, the daughter-in-law of Sister Ma’s family took possession of the family property and sued her husband, Uncle Chen’s grandson refused to support the elderly and wanted to share a legacy.He read it with gusto, scanning from top to bottom, and finally saw a small text message in the corner.

"At around 13:8 p.m. on the [-]th, an attempted robbery occurred near the Tsinghua Community on Tsinghua Road. We are urgently looking for witnesses. According to the police, the criminal method of this case is very similar to the robbery and wounding incident at the south gate of the museum last month. A breakthrough has been made in the investigation of the South Gate robbery, but the victim is still awake."

He quickly took a picture and sent it to Du Qiwei: "A robbery happened outside our community, do you know?"

Chatting with Du Qiwei all the way, finally arrived at the back door of the National Museum.

There was a bald middle-aged man standing by the back door. Seeing Zhang Xiao approaching, he greeted him warmly: "It's Zhang Xiao, right?"

His head was too bright, Zhang Xiao was dazzled, blinked quickly, and greeted that person.

"I am from the National Expo, and my name is Ying Changhe." The middle-aged man was very enthusiastic, "I will take you there."

Today Zhang Xiao participated in an interview, and before the interview, he had already passed two rounds of written tests.Others dare not brag, but Zhang Xiao has confidence in himself for the paper test.Reluctantly, he was rejected every time during the interview. Thinking that today this unit is far more arrogant than before, he is even more depressed.

The two entered the back door, and Ying Changhe led him straight to an office building separate from the main building.The color of the office building is very old, a kind of brick red that has been refined over time, and ivy and brocade are all over the wall.Because it was late autumn, the leaves had withered and fallen off, leaving only countless thin brown vines still entangled with each other, tightly attached to the wall, like the protector of this small red building.

"This building has only three floors, and the interview is in the meeting room on the third floor." Ying Changhe introduced to Zhang Xiao, "We all call it the Red Building."

Zhang Xiao stood at the door of the red building, his scalp was numb, and fine beads of sweat dripped from his skin.

There was something in this building that made him uncomfortable.

The elevator goes straight to the third floor, and the door opens to the conference room.

Ying Changhe walked out, turned around and saw that Zhang Xiao hadn't followed, and asked in confusion, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhang Xiao's face was pale: "Who's in there?"

Ying Changhe smiled: "There are several people. Give me your resume."

He reached out and pulled Zhang Xiao out of the elevator and led him into the meeting room.

The pulse is steady, the heartbeat is normal, the skin is dry, and there is no sweat——Zhang Xiao looked at Ying Changhe's arm.

He was not the same person as himself, so Ying Changhe couldn't feel that heavy, substantive pressure.

After entering the conference room, the sense of oppression and fear that almost suffocated Zhang Xiao immediately became stronger.He and Ying Changhe were the only people standing in the room, and among the few people sitting around, two were classmates Zhang Xiao knew.

"Today's last interviewee." Ying Changhe spoke, his voice was loud and powerful, "Zhang Xiao."

There were three men sitting at the conference table, one of them looked up at Zhang Xiao, and burst out laughing: "This one can't do it, right? He hasn't spoken yet, look at his sweat."

Zhang Xiao didn't care to listen to him at all.

In front of him and Ying Changhe stood a bear whose name he couldn't name.Ying Changhe let go of his hand and walked towards the conference table.Zhang Xiao closed his eyes and opened them after taking a deep breath for a while.

He had a vague impression of the bear in front of him. It was an aggressive carnivore called a wolverine.At this moment, for some reason, it was full of murderous aura, scratching the ground fiercely with its claws, breathing heavily, and staring at Zhang Xiao with a pair of blood-red eyes.

Standing beside the conference table was a handsome young man with a black restraint ring on his wrist.Zhang Xiao immediately understood: this is the youth's bear, the spiritual body of the sentinel.

"Zhang Xiao, the 2016 graduates of New Hope Advanced School of Management..." The man who spoke just now flipped through the resume that Ying Changhe handed over, "Fresh graduates."

"Yes." Zhang Xiao was listless, desperately controlling himself not to fall down.The bear was so hard on him that he could barely stand.

"The grades are poor." The paper rattled, and the man continued, "Why did the college recommend you?"

"Because among all the graduates in 2016, only me and—" Zhang Xiao looked at his two classmates, "... Anyway, I haven't been employed yet."

"Well, it affects the employment rate of the college." The man nodded and put his resume aside. "Our interview is very simple. Have you seen the wolverine in front of you?"

"I saw..."

"Use your mental body and defeat it." The man gave the command simply and forcefully.

Zhang Xiao was taken aback.He immediately turned his head to look at his classmates, and the three poor students who had no job opportunities made close eye contact: "I can't beat it." "I can't beat it either." "So it made it even more angry..."

Zhang Xiao: "..."

He had heard such things.

During the four years of studying at the New Hope Advanced Management Institute, he has met many sentinels and many guides.Some guides have very powerful spiritual bodies, even possessing attack power and control power comparable to that of sentries, and they can easily control the spiritual bodies to attack the enemy.Such guides always get high marks in the enemy courses.

Zhang Xiao already expected that his interview this time would end in failure again.

"I can't do it." Zhang Xiao raised his head, trying to look decent, "My mental body doesn't have such a strong attack power."

"Call it out first." The man frowned.

"...I can't do this either." Zhang Xiao said, "I can't call out my spiritual body."

There was a sudden silence in the meeting room, and out of the corner of Zhang Xiao's eyes, Zhang Xiao saw the young sentinel raised his head, his face full of surprise.

New Hope Institute of Advanced Management is an institution of higher learning that only recruits special groups of people. It has been established for 54 years, and there are only two types of students it recruits: Sentinels and Guides.

The vast majority of people in this society are ordinary, and a very small number of them are called "special people". Their special feature is that they can manipulate a spiritual body that only belongs to them.

The sharper, stronger, and more aggressive part of the special population is called the Sentinels, and their mental bodies are mostly carnivorous mammals.The other special groups are called guides. Most of them are gentle and quiet, and their mental bodies are mostly herbivorous animals. However, because they have higher sensory intensity than most people, after training, they can control the emotions and emotions of sentries. sensory experience.

Whether they are sentinels or guides, without exception, they can drive their spiritual bodies to serve themselves or others.

For example, the only sentinel in the conference room, the young man with a strong and murderous wolverine.

It was still the sharp-tongued man who finally broke the silence.

"It turned out to be you, the legendary waste." He said with a smile, "In the 54 years since the establishment of New Hope School, the first guide who can't call and control his own spirit."

The two poor students in the corner of the conference room cast sympathetic but thankful glances at Zhang Xiao.

The man packed up all the papers in his hand, and threw Zhang Xiao's resume back to him.

"We don't need people like you." He looked back at the other two, "You two go back and wait for the notice."

Zhang Xiao bent down to pick up his resume.The photo pasted on the resume was crooked, and inside was a handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

It wasn't until the sentry and his wolverine left with the crowd that Zhang Xiao temporarily recovered from the oppressive feeling that made him uncomfortable.

Ying Changhe has been waiting for him at the elevator entrance, seeing him coming out slowly, he greeted him warmly: "Xiao Zhang."

"Ah, Ying..." Zhang Xiao got stuck.He didn't know what leader this was.

"Just call me Director Ying." Ying Changhe still smiled enthusiastically, "Let me take you to visit our unit."

Zhang Xiao was puzzled: "Didn't you already say you don't want me?"

"Fu Ke doesn't want you, but I want you." Ying Changhe smiled, "Although this year's newcomers can only be selected by Fu Ke first, but since he doesn't like you, I can name you. They want it over there." It’s non-staff personnel, we can prepare for you there, isn’t it good?”

Zhang Xiao was confused, and was dragged into the elevator by Ying Changhe.He put his resume back into the bag, and suddenly found that one was missing.

"Director Ying, have you seen my letter of introduction?" Zhang Xiao rummaged through the bag, "The tutor wrote it to me, he said it was more important than resume and transcript..."

He heard the sound of paper flapping, looked up, and found that Ying Changhe was holding a piece of paper with a red stamp on it.

Zhang Xiao: "...you took it away?"

He remembered that Ying Changhe had asked him to give him his resume before entering the conference room. Zhang Xiao thought it was a polite gesture at the time, but Ying Changhe took the opportunity to take one away.The letter of introduction detailed Zhang Xiao's situation and explained his inability to summon the spirit body. In the last part, the instructor also carefully wrote about 500 words of praise.He was afraid that Zhang Xiao would not find a job, so he told him to bring the letter of introduction to the interviewer.Ying Changhe took it away, so the interviewers only saw Zhang Xiao's extremely bad grades and useless behavior: Zhang Xiao was a little dazed and a little angry.

"Your tutor is my classmate, and this letter of introduction is for me." Ying Changhe pressed his thumb on the key board of the elevator, and Zhang Xiao was surprised to see another key gradually appear on the black key board, "He has come to me twelve times and said the same thing, let me accept you."

Ying Changhe pressed the "-18" button.

"Your grades are very poor, you almost repeated a grade, and you can't get a passing grade in any courses that require mental assistance." Ying Changhe looked at the paper in his hand, and read slowly, "But, 'This student has a rare balance. Sensitivity and extremely precise resolution, once completed the decomposition and sorting of 0.269 gas molecules in 38 seconds."

Zhang Xiao quickly grabbed the piece of paper from his hand: "That's the most tasteless course in the college. It was taught by the teacher himself last year. No one but me took it."

Ying Changhe smiled and said: "Yes, he opened it specially for my unit, and it is only used to select people who are suitable for the cultural management committee."

Zhang Xiao was taken aback: "What? Cultural Management Committee?"

The elevator rumbled softly and descended rapidly. He stood on the plane, and his body seemed to leave.

"Zhang Xiao, you are welcome to join the Cultural Management Committee." Ying Changhe said, "Its full name is the Lost Cultural Relics Recovery and Management Committee, and I am Ying Changhe, the person in charge."

The elevator stopped with a bang.Zhang Xiao staggered, and quickly added: "I never said I would join!"

Ying Changhe said calmly: "If you go down to the eighteenth floor, you will be mine."

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