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This is Qin Shu's third time to participate in the recruiting interview of the school's student union - the first time he was interviewed, sitting in a row with the remaining nine people in the same batch, answering the questions of the seniors one by one, and was rejected as soon as he went out. When people caught up, his later minister held his shoulders nervously, asking him to stay in the school council and not be poached by other organizations; the second time he became a minister, he had a gentle personality and didn't talk much, so he just sat down. In the corner of the long table, I listened to colleagues asking questions. After the interview, the school girl stuffed a note and asked him which department he was in charge of and if he could add a friend.

This is the third time. He became the only vice chairman left after Song Jue went abroad for an exchange. He had to sit in a prominent position in the center, with the computer shared with Meng Qi placed in front of him. Observe silently, and occasionally record a few sentences.

From the warm sun to the sunset, the interview went smoothly. There were many outstanding freshmen this year. They made their mark during the self-introduction, and answered the questions afterwards very well, saving a lot of wasted time.

The only change occurred after the second-to-last wave of interviews ended, and the interviewed students left. As usual, they had a few minutes to discuss and discuss—Minister of Culture and Sports Zhao Huanhuan and Vice Minister of Xinxuan Wen Wan were not always on good terms, so the two competed for one The schoolgirls are vying for each other, and the disputes have surfaced from the undercurrent to the bright surface, choking back and forth, the poor Minister Xin Xuan, who has photography skills but is not good at words, is caught in the middle of two little girls, and he can't persuade him , I was so anxious that my back was sweating.

"What's the noise?" There were students waiting for the interview outside the door, so Meng Qi could only lower his voice and ask while staring at the corner.

"The school girl sitting in the back of the group just now volunteered to fill in the style, and she also said that she was interested in our work--Meng Qi, you can judge, you can't just because someone won the composition competition. Ignore the first choice, right?"

Judging from her daring to call Meng Qi by his name, she was probably very angry—Qin Shu finally looked up from the computer screen, saw Zhao Huanhuan frowned, and remembered her sentence "Lin Wu and Jiang Qi Good match", decided to reserve the opinion for the time being, and not to interrupt rashly.

"Didn't you say that you are parallel with one or two volunteers in the organization? Besides, how many people do you like in terms of style?" Wen Wan usually speaks in a soft voice, but at this time he deliberately raised his voice, and his breath trembled violently, "Can write There are not many people, it is rare for someone who has won so many composition awards..."

He was crying as he spoke, startled Zhao Huanhuan, and became visibly at a loss: "Hey, don't cry, I've given it to you, it's okay to let it to you!"

For some reason, this time Meng Qi didn't yell at the two of them to resolve the conflict like a furious dinosaur like before. Instead, after realizing the situation, he calmed down abnormally and called out "Qin Shu" in a low voice.

"Well, what happened?"

"You go and persuade me," Meng Da frowned and pinched his brows in a rage, "I can't handle girls crying..."

In fact, the problem had already been resolved under Zhao Huanhuan's concession, and it was time for the next set of interviews. Qin Shu hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, but still nodded, got up and walked to that corner—after all, the person who cried was not Lin Wu, To him, everyone is the same, take the person aside, pass two pieces of paper and persuade him gently, Wen Wan's tears will stop.

"It's just because of a school girl." The next group of interview students had already entered, and he simply led them to the back door, and asked softly under the cover of debris, "Is there any other reason?"

"Brother Qin..." Wen Wan's voice choked up, she crumpled up the tear-soaked tissue, wiped her eyes again, her voice trembling violently, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know I'm still interviewing...but Song Jue My sister left this year, and I met all afternoon today. Few people can write manuscripts, and even fewer have photography skills. The student who was originally very optimistic did not come. I heard that he was booked by another organization in the morning. It's—Brother Qin, I'm afraid that we won't be able to recruit capable people by then, so Xinxuan will..."

The unfinished words fell into sobs, the girl covered her mouth and tried her best not to make a sound, but the tears still dripped down one after another, leaving dark marks on the dress.

Qin Shu was silent for a moment, and closed the back door with his backhand, blocking the voice of the interviewers behind the door—fortunately, it was the last group, and there were no students waiting for the interview outside, and the two ministers who acted as reminders had already entered.

"Did Song Jue tell you why you were chosen to stay?" His tone was very gentle, as quiet as the sound of a song, clearly not deliberately enlightening, but it made people relax unconsciously, "I remember that time There are quite a few people Xinxuan wants to keep, and there are three of them in the manuscript section alone, but she chose you in the end."

Wen Wan still lowered her head, and muttered: "I don't know...I'm so bad at the scene, and I cry a lot, I'll be nervous when I ask a question in the interview, I really don't know..."

"Because you write very well and do things seriously, you are the only one who filled all the papers reserved for the written test." He took out a small pack of tissues from his coat pocket, took out one and handed it to Wen Wan, looking at her and said, "Xinxuan is not in other departments. There are not so many jobs dealing with the outside world. The most important thing is technology. Look at Xu Yiyang, he blushes whenever he talks to girls, so he has stayed because his photography skills are the best. "

Seeing Wen Wan gradually stop sobbing, and raised his deer-like eyes to look at him, Qin Shu paused, and said in a more serious tone: "I personally think that the foundation of doing things is actually not that important. Of course it’s very good, it’s more effective in teaching, but the more important thing is the attitude, otherwise you will increase your pressure if you meet someone who is arrogant... When I first came to the school council, I didn’t understand anything, I had no foundation, I didn’t know anything, and I was also the former minister Teach little by little."

"But Sister Song Jue said, Brother Qin, you've been very good since your freshman year, and you seem to know everything," Wen Wan blinked, and said suspiciously, "And it wasn't long before you became a full-time member that you made an appointment to stay, didn't you?"

"...I'm not good at everything." Recalling the past years when he was used as a universal brick to stuff everywhere, Qin Shu's expression was subtly complicated for a moment, and then he quickly returned to normal, holding the gentle and reliable way to enlighten the younger generation, "In short Well, when Song Jue and the others were selecting candidates, they must have believed that you could pass on what you learned in the past year in Xinxuan and teach it to your officers—believe in yourself, and trust the people you finally recruited, okay? ?”

He has always played the role of playing a bad face, but in fact he rarely said so much, but his words are convincing when they are put into practice.Wen Wan rubbed her eyes, and finally calmed down completely, but her face was still flushed—this time out of shame: "I see, Brother Qin, I will teach them well, even if it is a blank sheet of paper... I'm sorry, I made it like this on the first day of the interview, and I almost got into an argument with Huanhuan."

Unconsciously, 10 minutes passed, and it was not long before the end of the last group of interviews. Qin Shu glanced at the time and decided not to open the door to disturb the interviewer. Seeing that her mood had stabilized and she felt that her mission had been completed, she asked casually. : "By the way, the relationship between you and Zhao Huanhuan seems to have been not very good. Is there any conflict... It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it. I'm just asking for Meng Qi."

I don't know what I heard, but the girl's already faintly flushed cheeks became hotter and hotter - she raised the back of her hand, pressed it against her cheek to cool down, and said softly, "It's because of Senior Meng..."

"Because of Meng Qi?"

"No, no, it's nothing..." Wen Wan shook her head vigorously, as if trying to shake off the heat on her cheeks, and said in an unnatural tone, "Brother Qin, thank you for spending so much time comforting me...I want to start Go wash your face, otherwise you will be seen by others, and you may be misunderstood."

Also within reason.Qin Shu handed her the pack of tissues in his hand, nodded and said, "Go."

The back of the girl hurried away disappeared around the corner, and the next second, a golden shadow appeared in the field of vision——Qin Shu was startled: "Why did you come so early? Didn't you have an interview at night..."

The golden-haired fox answered irrelevantly, and sighed: "She likes senior Meng Qi."

Qin Shu:?

"Brother, didn't you find out?" Lin Wu blinked, and couldn't help laughing at his blank expression, "I found out... When she accompanied you to the meeting that day, she often looked at Senior Meng in a daze—— However, senior Meng Qi seems to be a little more familiar with that senior sister named Zhao Huanhuan, and she will be asked to do errands such as photocopying, and teased her for losing weight and failing again when sharing milk tea."

Qin Shu was silent for a moment, recalling the past relationship between the three of them, and then hesitantly said: "Because Zhao Huanhuan's personality is very similar to Meng Qi's sister, but Wen Wan...is there?"

He is clearly a person who is good at understanding people's hearts, but he only stumbles in love - Lin Wu didn't explain much, and smiled to expose this stumble, answering his previous question: "Maybe, I am more in love. Lah, I always pay attention to the minutiae, but the CPs I crave usually come true... I originally wanted to wait for you to finish your work at five o'clock before picking you up for dinner, but I miss you so much, so I came here early after finishing my homework I just happened to bump into you talking to that senior sister, so I hid in the stairwell for a while for fear of disturbing you."

The last group of interviews just ended, and several interviewed students filed out from the front door—the back door was opened almost at the same time, Meng Qi behind the door saw Lin Wu, stopped in his footsteps, and had an expression of "sorry for disturbing you" on his face , looked around uncomfortably, but still bit the bullet and asked Qin Shu, "Where's Wen Wan?"

"Going to the bathroom," Qin Shu said calmly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Meng Qi scratched his hair—his hair was messed up by himself after the interview all afternoon—and glanced at the direction of the corridor, and said, "It's okay to tell her later, the last batch There are two freshmen here, both of whom have won composition awards above the provincial level, and are also very interested in Xinxuan, so she can rest assured."