[comprehensive] superior skills

Perfect Pictures, the production center of the Asian branch.

It was getting late, and the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry. A seductive woman with heavy make-up stood resentfully at the intersection of the street, wanting to wave for a taxi to go home.

Unfortunately, after waiting for three taxis in a row, there were no passengers. Just when the woman's complexion was getting worse and worse, a red taxi that looked quite old finally stopped in front of her. Sequined burgundy heels.

"Hey, do you know how to drive? You almost crushed my foot!"

The woman glanced at the driver with a wretched face and a greasy body with disdain, "Forget it, some ride better than squeezing the subway."

Unexpectedly, before she opened the car door, the sweaty driver came down first, "I'm sorry, miss! I'm in a rush for an interview, so I can't take your car. Please wait a little longer!"

"Did you make a mistake!"

The woman looked at the man who ran into the office building of Perfect Pictures with hatred after leaving a sentence, "God is so blind to even have a chance for this kind of rubbish!"

The more she thought about it, the more useless the woman simply stomped her feet and walked away, but the driver who she said was selected by the blind God because of shit luck ran all the way to the front desk and received a temporary pass before the deadline.

"Should be successful this time, I have persevered in applying for six times!"

The driver wiped his sweat with a white towel around his neck, pinned the work badge representing temporary legal status on his undershirt, and followed the lights to the outside of the interview venue.

At this time, the long corridor was already full of candidates who were competitors with him. At a glance, these people who were sitting or standing and maintaining different postures were not particularly outstanding in appearance and figure. The advantage is high recognition.

"Is it necessary to review overnight?"

After taking a sip of the mineral water he brought with him, the driver looked thoughtfully at the applicants who came out of the gate and described them as frustrated or excited, "It seems that the rumors are correct, this temporary broadcast did meet everyone's expectations. ＼It’s troublesome.”

If that's the case, I'm afraid my chances of being selected will be much higher than usual.

Thinking of this possibility, the driver couldn't help but slapped his thigh and laughed.

"Really incompetent!"

"Even if this kind of person enters, he can only arrange jobs like selling newspapers or cleaning staff."

"That's right, we actually have to compete with people of this quality for jobs. I didn't say that the threshold for Perfect Pictures is too low."

The candidates who were already in a hostile relationship all took the opportunity to complain. Even if the driver didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, he had to shrink his neck and pretend he didn't hear the unfriendly gossip.

After he greeted the loudest eighth ladies in his heart with the vulgar words in the market, he turned his head disapprovingly, and pretended to admire the decorative paintings on the wall.

It was this inadvertent glance that made the driver see a man standing alone in the backlight with his eyes closed and meditating.

Because of the lack of language, he couldn't describe how good-looking the man in the casual suit was, but that light glance made him instantly feel ashamed.

The driver secretly took back the sandals and slippers stretched out in the middle of the aisle, muttering to himself, "Obviously they were all raised by their fathers and mothers, but why is there such a big gap between people?"

After this short episode, he didn't have the heart to think about anything else, he just sat quietly and waited for the interviewer to call his number.

Time passed slowly, and the interviewees who were originally at the front of the line left here one by one. In the end, only the driver and the man he envied were left in the empty corridor.

"Oh, are you the only one today?"

The casting assistant looked down at the registration list, "Mr. Wang Dazhi and Truman, why don't you come in together."

"Okay, okay!"

Wang Dazhi, the former driver, hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly, and followed the casting assistant into the interview venue where only one searchlight was lit.

As if sitting in a dark movie theater, Wang Dazhi curled up on his chair cautiously, squinting at a row of examiners hiding behind the lights.

"Mr. Wang Dazhi, right?"

The male examiner who couldn't see clearly asked routinely: "Can you tell me about your specialty?"

"A specialty is what you do best, right?"

Wang Dazhi scratched his head and thought for a while, then replied loudly: "I've been a driver for over twenty years, and there's no small road in our area that I can't find even if I close my eyes!"

"Mr. Wang."

A middle-aged woman who made people feel very cold and rigorous just by her voice suddenly said, "We know what your occupation is. Besides that, do you have any other skills that you can use?"

"this?"

Wang Dazhi groaned for a while, then said hesitantly, "Does repairing the car count?"

"Xiao Li, give this psychological test to Mr. Wang to fill out."

The man who asked the question before handed out a questionnaire, "During Mr. Wang's answering the questionnaire, let's ask Mr. Chu first."

As he spoke, he turned over the documents on the table. From the sound of paper rubbing, it could be seen that the resume of the last interviewee was much better.

The male interviewer tapped the desktop lightly, "Mr. Chu, do you have religious beliefs?"

Only then did the calm candidate raise his head, revealing a pair of bottomless black eyes, "I am a Christian."

The male interviewer asked again: "Then what choice do you think you will make when the hidden rules in real life go against your beliefs?"

"Emotionally I would choose faith."

Truman replied calmly: "But reason will make me choose to follow the rules."

"Mr. Chu, I'm curious about one thing."

The female interviewer then asked: "As a psychology professor who graduated from a well-known international university, why did you choose to participate in the interview of Perfect Pictures during the critical period of your return to China, and it was just for a small extra. I think, even You managed to get this job, the remuneration paid by Perfect Pictures is not worth mentioning to you."

"This job means more to me than that."

Truman leaned back slightly, "In my heart, this reality show is a perfect psychological experiment, and what I can get from it will far exceed your imagination."

"Psychological experiment?"

The male interviewer smiled when he heard the words, and took the lead in ticking the file, "This is indeed a very interesting statement, and it also proves the success of Perfect Pictures from the side."

The female interviewer glanced at the partner who was in the leading position in the interview without any trace, and then selected the approval item on the application form, "I think that according to Mr. Chu's qualifications, there should be no need for a psychological test. But after entering Before the studio, we also needed to conduct physical examinations on all participants to ensure that their health status would not affect the progress of the filming."

She made a final conclusion, "If you are willing to cooperate with the medical examination, you can go back and wait for the notice."

Truman nodded, and after saying goodbye to the interviewer politely, he got up and walked out.

"Do you think my answer sheet is okay?"

Wang Dazhi didn't expect that the people in his company confirmed his qualifications for the role with just a few words, and he hurriedly stood up and handed the test questions to his assistant Xiao Li, "I'm happy to cooperate with the medical examination. Don't look at the driver's job because he doesn't do much exercise all day long. My body is famously strong! Once my old car broke down in the wilderness, and it happened that my phone was out of battery, so I walked a few kilometers by myself before returning..."

"Mr. Wang!"

The male interviewer and his colleague whispered a few words, then turned to the worried man and said, "Would you mind taking off your undershirt so we can have a look?"

"what?"

Wang Dazhi covered his head, "What did you say?"

"Take off your undershirt."

The male interviewer paused with his pen, "By the way, comb your hair back."

"Oh, alright!"

Wang Dazhi hurriedly picked up the mineral water that was left on the ground and splashed it on his face indiscriminately, scratching his hair through the wet water stains.

After making the back of the head required by the interviewer, he took off his soaked undershirt, and without the cover of the thin clothes, the ugly chest hair that was faintly exposed before was suddenly exposed to the glare of the light.

Realizing that there were at least three pairs of eyes staring at him directly from the other side of the light, Wang Dazhi suddenly felt a little ashamed, but he didn't want to give up the opportunity he got so hard, so he could only turn his body slightly to let the messy hair It looks pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Wang."

This time the interviewer was replaced by a female interviewer, "I think you have carefully gone through the non-disclosure agreement of Perfect Pictures during the primary election, and being able to come here at least shows that you have mentally agreed with the various settings in it." Rules. I don’t want you to make stupid actions in front of the live camera after entering the studio. In view of Mr. Wang’s economic conditions, I have to kindly remind you that over the years, due to various Anyone who violates the confidentiality agreement for these reasons has only two sad endings: one is to bear huge compensation, and the other is to spend the rest of his life in prison."

"I won't do that kind of thing!"

Even though his mind was not bright enough, Wang Dazhi could hear a different meaning from the conversation, and he replied with some excitement: "On the contrary, I am very grateful to Perfect Pictures. It is because of your great ideas that I have A chance to make your wish come true!"

The male interviewer was very pleased with this flattering but heartfelt compliment. He couldn't help but smiled and said, "It seems that some of Mr. Wang's views are in line with the value orientation of Perfect Pictures. Go back and wait for the medical examination notice."

"thanks, thanks!"

Finally hearing the answer that he had been looking forward to for many years, Wang Dazhi felt as if his heart was on fire. He bowed again and again to thank him, "I will definitely abide by the rules, and I will never disappoint the opportunities that the examiners gave me!"

When he walked out of the office building, Wang Dazhi was still in a daze. He sat in the car for a long time and calmed down before slowly turning around and heading home.

Just like the matching classic car, Wang Dazhi's home is also in a very old community.

When he entered, his overweight wife was busy in the small kitchen.

She hurriedly turned around to look at her husband, and muttered while fiddling with the spatula, "How is business today? I was going to have some leftovers with you to make do, but my daughter came back from school, so I had no choice but to make it for her." I bought some good ones. I got up early and went to the market to buy vegetables again. This money is really worthless.”

Wang Dazhi didn't say anything, just took out some banknotes from his pocket and handed them to his wife.

"Why so little money?"

His wife raised her voice and shouted without waiting for the count: "It's not enough for gas! What about the family's expenses?"

"Let's save some time."

Wang Dazhi lowered his head and comforted him: "I found a part-time job. If it goes well, the income will be more than that of driving. When the time comes, I will have two incomes if I outsource the car."

"It's almost there."

His wife counted the number with greasy hands, and put it carefully into her trouser pocket, "What's the matter with a man who can't carry the house and asks his wife and children to save money all day long?! The one with big ambitions, I see, it's you." That damn old lady’s poor name made your life a joke for the rest of your life! Think about who among those people who pursued me was not more promising than you, who told me to be young and ignorant, and made my daughter inferior to others. Alas, now It's too late to say anything!"

Wang Dazhi has long been used to these complaints, and he didn't even talk back, just walked past his wife silently.

"Where are you going, don't you eat?" The woman's voice followed closely.

"I had a meal outside at night, you can eat by yourself." Wang Dazhi replied, and tightly closed the door of the single room.

This room with only one single bed is separated from the living room. His wedding room is an old house left by the old man in the family. It looks better when there are only two people, but it will look better when the child grows up. Like a snail shell, it is difficult for multiple people to turn around.

In order to take care of the child's mood, he learned from others and made a small room by himself, and let his wife stay with the child in the big house on weekdays.

Sitting on the creaking single bed, Wang Dazhi took out the hidden temporary pass and touched it again and again, and then took out a biscuit box from the storage box under the bed.

This iron box is also quite old, but it has been well maintained, at least the paint on the outside has not faded.

Wang Dazhi turned on the desk lamp, and looked at the newspaper clippings in his hand lovingly under the light.

Although the newspaper in the transparent plastic cover of the photo album was slightly yellowed, the bold headlines listed on the front page were still eye-catching.

"The queen of Asia in the past, the goddess of Kelong today!"Shen Yikun--another down-and-out superstar who fell under the money offensive of Perfect Pictures' "Venus Project"! "

Wang Dazhi's rough fingers lightly touched the face that was no longer young under the title, as tender and tender as stroking the black hair of his first love.

His life was as inconspicuous as his wife said, and few people valued him.

The only worry-free years that are worth remembering and full of romance are the days when I was chasing stars with my good buddies when I was studying.

People approaching fifty, although they have long been polished by the real world, they still have unrealistic fantasies about the female stars they loved so much when they were young.

Thinking of the former star that had already fallen, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, both heartache and excitement mixed with embarrassment.

"Shen Yikun..."

Wang Dazhi greedily stared at the woman in the photo, and slowly stretched out his free right hand to the violently heaving belly under the rapid breathing, wantonly enjoying the tender touch that can only appear in illusory dreams.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: This story comes from the horrible vision of a scumbag author. It has no CP and is slightly cruel. _(:зゝ∠)_

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