My protagonist attributes have been discovered

Ignoring the species of customers you come into contact with, like all other jobs, if you don’t open up any new maps, the life of a deliveryman in Shanhai Restaurant is generally flat and very stereotyped↓

Get up in the morning, wash and walk the dog, eat and read, drive to work, commute to work, leave work, go home to sleep, over.

In addition to the increasing amount of money in the stock market app and the increasing number of news and red envelope reminders in WeChat and the message box, only the thicker and thicker computer book bought by Sister Tu can prove that time has passed day by day.

...But having said that, it's just a note, why is the book so thick?

At the beginning of a new day, Song Yangle stood in front of the counter, looking at the fifteen-page book that was pressed under Sister Tu's left hand, which was about twice as thick as the one hundred pages under the pen tip on the right, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked.

Sister Tu paused her pen, glanced at him faintly, and turned a page forward—countless post-it notes were tightly stuck to the two pages of the book, and the notes crowded like ants on it could crush any densely packed book. People with phobias feel their scalps go numb.

Song Yangle: "... Excuse me."

"It's okay." Sister Tu curled her mouth numbly, "It's getting thicker, and I'm getting stronger."

"..." Hey, no matter how you look at it, this smile makes your back feel a little chilled, doesn't it?

I always feel that the senior will be torn off by the unbearable colleagues one day... Song Yangle glanced at the ashtray on the left side of the counter that had been idle for several days. Out of the psychology of not wanting to smoke second-hand smoke, he did not dare to remind the other party, so he could only bite the bullet According to the plan: "Sister Tu, do you still have to ask for leave next week?"

"No." Without the slightest hesitation, Sister Tu's eyes lit up, and she even said with an excited expression like a bird out of a cage: "Recently, I have asked for leave for seven days in a row. The boss will not allow it!"

"Then what about your class?"

"..." Sister Tu paused for a moment, visibly wilting | "Change it to an online class."

From watching rock music videos to watching online class guidance, this gap is a bit big.Thinking about it, Song Yangle turned his head to look at the working group Taifeng who was diligently and happily wiping the tables and sweeping the floor on the other side of the lobby, and felt that as a member of the fishing group, he couldn't let his group continue to be so depressed—— Laziness should obviously be happier than working!

So he cheered for Sister Tu: "Don't worry, it will get better and better."

"...Ah." He was weak.

Song Yangle continued: "Do you want to eat something for lunch?"

"Just add some pín (pín) grass to anything, thank you."

"...But you have been eating weeds for six days in a row."

Sister Tu said with a sad face, "But this book is really difficult, and I'm really tired."

"..." Although he still can't get the difficulty of this book, he already knows how difficult it is for the other party to learn this book.

Seeing that Sister Tu was getting more and more mournful, Song Yangle thought about it and decided to change direction: "The number of customers in the shop has gradually increased in the past few days."

"Of course, it's not a matter of a day or two for Xuanmu to mature. Zhongrong will gradually open up and no longer be under martial law. It's impossible for them to be so tense all the time."

"However, there are fewer and fewer customers ordering takeaway."

"It seems to be." Sister Tu glanced at the computer screen that had no news for four consecutive days, a little strange: "Why?" According to the boss, the new system is more comprehensive?

The screenshots saved in the phone's photo album are ready to move, but Song Yangle said: "..." Life is hard-won, but you can do it and cherish it.

She didn't get an answer, and Sister Tu, who tacitly didn't know about it, didn't care too much, she flipped through the book dejectedly, yawned, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Speaking of which, why did you ask me if I asked for leave? "

"Oh, I'm taking a day off next Monday."

"Huh? Are you going to do something?"

"Well, go for an interview."

"..." Sister Tu suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Eh?!"

……

2 minute later.

Sister Tu put down her pen, clapped her hands on the table excitedly, and her voice was loud: "You mean, Shanhai Lianbo's official WeChat column invited you to do an interview?!"

Song Yangle, who was suddenly turned back by Taifeng and Taotie and vaguely felt more invisible gazes: "..." It's a bit shameful, but it's more... well, swollen.

"Yeah." He put his hands in his trouser pockets, straightened his back, and there was no ups and downs on the surface: "It's just a project of 'Mountain and Sea New Generation' under the column, and the interviewer seems to be a senior of the same column."

"But that's the official Weibo of Shanhai Lianbo! The interview will be seen by all the official Weibo users in the whole three realms!" Sister Tu was very happy, with a proud look of "my family has a young child": "Little Yang Le is amazing!"

Restraining his complacency, Song Yangle bowed his head pretending to be modest: "It's average."

"Don't say that." Taifeng came over with a rag, rubbed his hands on the small apron, scratched his face and said seriously: "This project is specially set up for the new generation of Shanhai. It was originally expected that the age of the interviewees will be around four years old. Between ten and fifty, Xiao Yangle is only 22 this year, right?"

Before Song Yangle could respond, a female voice suddenly yelled in the air: "Really? It's so small?!"

Song Yangle: "...???" Is there anything wrong with this?

"I told you a long time ago, are you deaf?!" Sister Tu naturally rolled her eyes at Air, and then looked at him with a loving face: "The milk tea seller next door, ignore her! Tell Sister Tu that you are How did you get the invitation?"

"Luck..." Before the sound of "Qi" came out, the sound of "stabbing" from Taifeng pulling the bench next to him who was waiting to listen to the story came in|inserted|seeing his colleague Jishen who was holding his little hands and staring at him expectantly, Song Yangle: "..." Well, the all-purpose pretentious language is completely cool now.

He had no choice but to omit those fancy steps, and opened with no embellishments:

"Things have to start from a week ago..."

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!