Pure Love Guide ABO

Although I told myself not to be nervous, I still swallowed unconsciously when I saw the young and beautiful female interviewer in front of me.

If it wasn't for the suppression ring, I would have thought she was an Omega.

"Hello, my name is Song Chi, and I'm a junior at Qingyue University, majoring in radio and television editing and directing."

I try to make my voice less tense.

The interviewer nodded.

"Why do you want to come to our company for an internship? Isn't this position not very relevant to your major?"

The interviewer's tone was very gentle.

I have to admit she was telling the truth.The full name of the position I want to apply for is "Information Operations". As far as I know, the main content of the job is to collect data and manage accounts for the company's literature recommendation public account.

And my current major is the result of compromising with reality after the scores were stuck on the second line for dozens of points.

In fact, as early as I was tortured to death by the formulas of physical chemistry, I had already recognized the fact that I was not a material for studying. I chose direct promotion at the beginning, but it was actually my grandfather who made the decision. I didn’t think about it at all. Go through the pros and cons of this.

The result is that although I worked hard, the final score was not high.In the narrow range of choices, I finally became a fake science student based on my yearning for literature, and chose to major in radio and television editing and directing.

Who would have thought that the act of signing up for the three art test projects of broadcasting and editing tables with Daliu would become my life-saving straw in the end.

"I also learned some knowledge of new media in school, and I have also done a lot of video promotion projects. I don't think I am completely inexperienced."

I tried my best to show the most harmless smile I thought to the interviewer and said.

This is not the first interview. I know that most companies are unwilling to accept interns who have no experience and whose majors are not suitable for them.But I still want to try it.

So I continued to say sincerely that I like literature very much, and I am also very interested in the products of their company.

This is not a lie, because I heard that Teacher Qing Ye has been contributing to a certain column for them.

"Have you had any other practical experience before?" the interviewer asked.

I hesitated for a long time, but shook my head.

Carrying dishes and doing sales is not considered practice in other people's place...

"I'm sorry, Student Song," the interviewer flipped through my resume, then raised his head and smiled at me apologetically, "Our company's requirements for interns in this position are relatively complicated, and we still want to find someone with more experience."

Although it wasn't particularly unexpected, I still instinctively felt cold and cold when I was rejected. I nodded mechanically, and quickly took the resume with both hands. I said yes, I understand, and I'm sorry to trouble you.

Then I stood up and was about to leave.

But as I stood up, I noticed a book on the other side of the desk.

I casually glanced at it, but the author's name caught me off guard.

blue night.

Why haven't I seen this book?

Confused, I couldn't help but ask.

"...Excuse me, excuse me, may I ask this book, uh, is the author of this book the teacher Qing Ye who wrote about the corpse lover?"

As soon as I said this, the interviewer immediately looked at me with a slightly surprised expression.

"You know him? Yes, this is his new sample booklet."

I immediately became excited, and almost forgot that I failed the interview just now, and quickly said that I like him very much. Are there any articles in this book that he serialized for your column?

"It seems that you have really put in a lot of effort." The interviewer brushed back his long curly hair and smiled gently, "It's rare to see young people who know him."

Without even thinking about it, I seriously said that my sister looks like you.Originally, I felt that I was older than her.

The interviewer immediately covered his mouth with joy.

"I have always admired him." I continued, "The teacher has been silent for the past few years, and I am quite sad."

I am telling the truth.I often email him in that mailbox, but he only responds with a New Year greeting every year.

"It seems that he is really a die-hard fan." The interviewer's tone immediately rose, and suddenly touched his chin, and then glanced at me lightly, "May I ask, classmate, it is because of him that you came to inquire about our company, right? ?”

I thought that I had failed the interview anyway, so I simply followed her words and nodded.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly got up and raised her hand to me.

"I still have an internship position here, and I can get in touch with Teacher Qing Ye, but it's special... Of course, the contract is still very formal, would you like to try it?"

Her words confuse me.What is special but formal contract?Can you still get in touch with Teacher Qingye?

I subconsciously nodded my head.

"Then add me on WeChat." The interviewer withdrew his previously slightly exposed expression, and picked up the phone on the table.

"It doesn't matter what I say in this regard, you can contact him directly."

I was still staring at the screen of my phone dazedly until I got on the bus back to school.

On it lay a concise and clear message.

"Hi, I'm Qing Ye, and I'm looking for a personal assistant. Are you interested in meeting and talking?"

The position that the interviewer's sister mentioned turned out to be Teacher Qing Ye's personal assistant? !

really?Screwing my thigh, I gritted my teeth and endured the pain, staring at the phone.

A small app company, why does the interviewer still have a close personal relationship with Qing Ye?Don't be a group of scammers who have researched my preferences in advance and join forces to donate me, right?

I began to imagine myself running to the so-called interview site and being sacked from behind.

I really couldn't believe it, so I turned my head to find the only two closest contacts, Tang Jiajia and Ning Cheng, and cracklingly explained the matter.

Ever since I entered university, I have been busy with part-time work and studies, like a stray bird, the only ones who keep in touch with me are Ning Cheng and Tang Jiajia.

It's not that I haven't thought about going back to my alma mater to visit the teachers, especially Teacher Jiang, which has benefited me a lot.

But at the beginning, I was a little brain-dead, and felt that it was shameful to go to see him without any achievements, so I decided to wait; after I realized the reality that I was unlikely to have any achievements, I had arrived in a blink of an eye. Today, I became afraid to go again, fearing that Mr. Jiang would have forgotten my name.

In the past few years, I feel that I have not changed much, but if I have to say that there has been any change, it is that my temperament has become bad.

This is really impossible.

Although my mother is willing to give me living expenses every month, I don't want to drag her down at all.So part-time jobs are inevitable, and the more people you meet, the easier it is to be easy to talk to.

I probably became the kind of grown-up I hated the most.

In order to pursue my dream, all the voluntary applications related to literature and creation have become a thing of the past. Now, I just want to have a stable income and live quietly until I die.

It's not that I haven't tried to contact others, "create a new relationship"-in Tang Jiajia's words.

But the only two people I've ever dated, a Beta girl and an Omega guy, have honestly made me stop believing in love.

It's not that they are bad.It's that I find that I can't generate the passion I thought I had.

Tang Jiajia, a surfer girl, came back especially quickly.

"Damn, don't you, start an internship now? Don't even dare to push the mill in such a hurry!"

She kept sending messages with the exaggerated tone I had become accustomed to.

"Qing Ye, who is it, who are you talking about who wrote pornographic books?"

I have corrected her more than once that Teacher Qing Ye is not a writer who wrote pornographic books, but she claims that her mind full of celebrities and gossip really cannot appreciate the elegance of art, so now I have given up explaining and answered her yes.

"Oh, then you can go."

Tang Jiajia said.

"Don't worry, what are they trying to do with you? They want you to look good? Then why don't you just put you in a sack today."

Makes sense, and I'm convinced.

I have to say that Tang Jiajia and I got used to chatting like this from the time when the college entrance examination was over.

As the dust settled, I told her about the joys and sorrows of me and Wei Qin, and I also admitted that the love letter was not delivered at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, she counted Wei Qin inside and out, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.After listening to her words, I finally understood why she didn't go straight to our school and why she suddenly became moody.

On the day I went to Teacher Jiang's office with me, she did look for Teacher Jiang seriously, but she couldn't find her. Instead, she accidentally watched a scene where a Beta girl confessed to Wei Qin in the corridor on the first floor.

Wei Qin didn't say anything, but refused, with a very perfunctory attitude, and the girl ran away crying.

In the next second, Wei Qin turned around and saw her standing behind her.

Tang Jiajia felt embarrassed and dared not speak.

But Wei Qin glanced at her blankly, and said impatiently, "What are you looking at?"

That cold sentence shattered her whole fragile girlish heart, and ended the dream bubble in her youth ahead of schedule.She finally began to recognize the reality, and began to have extreme self-esteem and low self-esteem, even seeing Alphas like Wei Qin would feel stinging.

I personally think that she must have unilaterally over-interpreted Wei Qin's mood, such as what she said disgusted and dismissive, there must be nothing, because Wei Qin would not think so much.

But I understand how she feels.

Being ignored by nature is so, so sad.Even if there is no right or wrong in this matter itself.

The news about Ning Cheng came after I got off the car.She should have just finished high math class.

"go."

Ning Cheng's news is always so concise.

"Give me the address, and I'll call the police if something goes wrong"

With the full support of two good friends, my original decision to go was even more unshakable.