[Comprehensive] Someone else's aunt

"Stupid, let's go eat!"

"it is good!"

"Are you really not going?"

"No, lose weight."

Zhen Mengmeng supported her chin with one hand, and with the other hand, she slid the mouse wheel up and down to look at the recruitment information on the Internet. She frowned slightly and sighed in particular sadness.

She is worrying about her internship before graduation.

She has read almost all the recruitment information on this website, and submitted her resume countless times, but each time she received no response.Is her resume so poor?So bad that no company or unit is willing to call her for an interview?

Zhen Mengmeng sighed very sadly again, and her eyes involuntarily focused on a sign that said [Recruitment!urgent! ] on the title.

This headline floated on her first page for several days, but she never clicked on it.

Why not click in?It's very simple!How could she click on a title that didn't suit her at first sight!

So, no matter what copy you post, how important is a good title!

Zhen Mengmeng moved the mouse and opened the [Recruitment!urgent! ]'s web page.

[Are you still anxious about not having a job after graduation?

Are you still worried about not finding an internship before graduation? 】

As soon as Zhen Mengmeng finished reading the first two sentences, she grinned happily.

Then she moved the mouse, read the entire recruitment copy at a glance, and only came up with two words - old-fashioned and nostalgic.

Really, to say nostalgia is to think highly of this company.

What kind of company is this? The copywriting is written like this.

Zhen Mengmeng took a look, History Management Center Co., Ltd.?What kind of company is this?

She pursed her lips, squinted her eyes slightly and stared at the company name for a moment, thinking that she had cast a wide net for a week before getting no response... There should be no harm in casting one more vote.

Tapping the side of her face with her index finger, Zhen Mengmeng threw her resume over with a heartbroken heart.

After all this was done, she stretched her arms up, yawned, and then she heard her cell phone ringing cheerfully.

Zhen Mengmeng took a look and saw the phone she didn't recognize: "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Ms. Zhen Mengmeng? We are from History Management Center Co., Ltd., at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, do you have time to come for an interview?"

Zhen Mengmeng looked at the words [delivered successfully] that just popped up on the page, and her face was dull.

She thinks...she might have to bring some pepper spray/extendable wand/shock prod over there.

……

Sitting in a very magnificent looking office, Zhen Mengmeng tightly hid her hands in her bag and held the electric shock baton inside.

It looks quite formal and rich, but who knows how much filth will be in here! ! !

She is constantly building herself mentally, and she has also constructed no less than ten situations in her mind, from which direction, at what speed, whether there is a change of hand, takes out the electric shock baton from the bag, knocks down the person, turns around and runs While approaching, the door of the office was opened from the outside.

Zhen Mengmeng restrained herself from turning her head too quickly, but such a restraint made her appear to be half a beat behind.

Before she even turned her head, two men in suits appeared in her field of vision.

"Hello, Miss Zhen." One of the men looked at her with a smile, and stretched out a hand in front of Zhen Mengmeng.

Ah, the right hand, Zhen Mengmeng looked at the hand in front of her eyes, and moved her left hand holding the electric shock baton.

"Hello." She finally took the man's hand and left immediately, "May I ask who you are?"

"Oh, look at me, I forgot to introduce myself." The man sat across from Zhen Mengmeng, opened the file, and smiled with eight teeth, "I am the deputy director of the Personnel Bureau of the Shizhi Government. First name, but you can call me number, I am number 520. This is my colleague, number 230 three."

No, wait, the message in your sentence is like...

A little big? !

Zhen Mengmeng blinked and remained silent for a while before deciding to ask from the most fundamental point: "The Government of Time?"

"Yes, we belong to the Personnel Bureau of the Shizhi Government." The man who spoke—the man who introduced himself as No. 520 just now said with a smile, "We know that Miss Zhen must have a lot of questions now, but please rest assured, Miss Zhen, we are not Not a bad guy.

Zhen Mengmeng blinked, and said with a wooden face: "Bad people don't call themselves bad people."

Man No. 520 froze for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Indeed, I didn't think carefully. But please allow us to play a video before answering Miss Zhen's question."

As he spoke, he didn't care if Zhen Mengmeng wanted it or not, and with a flick of his finger in mid-air, a phantom was cast right above the table between them.

what is this?

Zhen Mengmeng frowned, and looked at those figures projected from the phantom that exuded a strong black energy, had no human form and had some human characteristics.

And these people, ghosts and ghosts are wantonly destroying the surrounding places that look like ancient buildings, and stabbing the escaped people without hesitation.

Although there was no sound in the phantom, Zhen Mengmeng seemed to hear their panicked and helpless cries for help from the terrified expressions on the faces of those people.

However, at this moment, a snow-white shadow suddenly flashed among the things full of black air.

He scuttled among these things with agility and nimble movements, beheading these monsters wherever he passed.

Until the last monster also dissipated under his blade as a stream of black air, Zhen Mengmeng had no time to see what he looked like, and the phantom disappeared.

Zhen Mengmeng caught off guard and saw the pores on the face of man No. 520 and the black hair protruding from his nostrils.

In the past, what Zhen Mengmeng was most proud of was that she did not have any problems when she went to university and still maintained her eyesight at around 5.2 or 5.3; reason! ! !

It's okay, why are your eyesight so good!

See something you shouldn't see!

vomit--

Zhen Mengmeng took a deep breath, sat back and looked at man No. 520, with a smile: "After reading, can you answer my question?"

"Don't worry." Man No. 520 said, and then stretched out a hand to make an open gesture in front of Zhen Mengmeng, and a phantom appeared in front of Zhen Mengmeng again—this time the one she saw just now appeared on it. It was staring at Zhen Mengmeng with its glowing red eyes, and its teeth were exposed.

Zhen Mengmeng pursed her lips: "What do you want to tell me?"

"These things, who call themselves historical revisionists, have formed an army called the Time Retrograde Army, and they have launched an attack on history since last year." The man No. 233 who had been sitting quietly by the side suddenly spoke, and with his handsome appearance No, this guy has a male voice, which made Zhen Mengmeng jump up in fright, "The purpose is to change history."

Zhen Mengmeng stared at him closely, silently reached into her bag and gripped the electric shock prod again, swallowed: "Well, continue."

"And our task is to prevent them from changing history." Man No. 520 took up the conversation in time, "If you understand it literally, it should be clear that if history is changed, then our current life will also be turned upside down The change."

Zhen Mengmeng looked at him, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"But later we discovered that relying solely on our internal personnel was no longer enough." Man No. 520 stretched out his hand and shook it lightly in Zhen Mengmeng's direction, and a man's face immediately appeared next to the Time Traveling Army, "So The upper echelon has decided to recruit some people with high spiritual power from the present world, who can awaken the consciousness and soul of the sleeping Touken Fusangshen, and give him the ability to fight alone—that is, human beings like you, to help us protect history together.”

"No, wait." Hearing this, Zhen Mengmeng raised her palms very seriously, "Let's not say that I didn't understand most of what you said, are you sure you are looking for me?!"

"We are very sure." Man No. 520 smiled, "Because only those we have selected can click on our recruitment website to submit their resumes."

"...Wait, why are you so sure that I will click into your recruitment website?" Zhen Mengmeng stared.

"Aren't you curious why the resume you submitted fell into the sea?" The smile on the face of man No. 520 widened, and he almost broke out eight big teeth.

Then the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Not only was he unable to laugh, but his eyes slowly widened, his pupils shrank and his mouth opened, and a howl rushed out of his throat:

"Aw!!!!!!———"

Zhen Mengmeng looked at the man No. 520, who was lying on the sofa with his stomach covered, holding an electric shock baton, with a very high-pitched and curious tone, and a very bright expression on his face: "What did you just say? I don't seem to be listening. Qing? You say it again?"

The man number 233 on the side continued to be as quiet as a chicken, but upon closer inspection, he could be seen shrinking back into the single sofa.

"No...no..." the man in No. 520 said intermittently and in a low voice.

He must have been shocked, after all... Zhen Mengmeng did not hesitate to turn on the maximum gear and stab it!

She didn't even think about it!After hearing the phrase "Why did nothing sink into the sea", I took it out and stabbed it without blinking! !

Nowhere?hehe?You try to say one more sentence?If I don’t turn you into carbide, I will call you No. 520!

I, say, me, how, what, one, one, interview, interview, telephone, phone, all, no, answer, arrive!

Fuck, you, mom, da! ! ! ! !

Pooh! ! ! ! !

The author has something to say: I'm opening a hole!This time it's about swords!

I heard that Kaiwen will be more European...

No matter I just want to rub a wave of Kaiwen metaphysics (crying)