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Chapter 15 Interview
At night, Zhang Xiaofa lay on the bed until dawn without any sleepiness.

Although the future has always been like looking at flowers in a fog, and there are many possible mistakes, it does not affect a person's enthusiasm and hope for a new life.

The next day, he got up early, washed up by the faucet in the yard, and ran a small circle lightly, immediately full of energy.

In the morning, the sun shines on the puddles of water left by the rainstorm last night, shining like many small mirrors.

The magpies on the branches chirped and combed their feathers.The nest of branches dripped with sparkling water.

The cicadas also began to sing actively, and the originally quiet yard became lively.

After a while, the old gentleman and his family got up.

After eating the soy milk fritters and tea eggs carefully prepared by the hostess, the serious business begins:

Zhang Wenxuan rode his bicycle to work in the hospital.Mrs. Zhang went to the vegetable market with a basket.Mr. Zhang took Xiaofa into the carriage and ran all the way to school.

The carriage moved forward leisurely, and the scenery along the street had a panoramic view.

Xiaofa asked weakly, "Can I do it?" The old man patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him loudly: "It's not a problem to be a little teacher."

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of a beautiful school in the east of the city.

After getting off the car, Zhang Xiaofa couldn't help looking up at the school's school sign: The High School Affiliated to Yanjing Women's University.

The school is reserved and low-key, with a small carved iron gate and green vines covering the light blue walls.

The old man smiled and rang the doorbell, explaining his purpose, and a middle-aged lady came out to take them into the campus.

Explained the necessary rules of politeness, and imparted experience: don't be shy, don't be overly modest, and show your talents as much as possible.

Before leaving, I did not forget to cheer up the nervous young man:

"Don't be stage-frightened, the principal will answer honestly when asked, without bragging."

Pass through the winding and winding tree-lined road, and get into a two-story green brick building by the lotus pond.Go straight up the thick stairs and you will find the principal's office.

The principal is a lady in her 40s, with a noble temperament full of poetry and calligraphy.Wearing a neat cheongsam with leather shoes, a jade hairpin is inserted in the bun.

As soon as he entered the door, the other party put down the newspaper in his hand, greeted him kindly, and poured tea himself.

After experiencing the setbacks of job hunting, it is really rare to meet an open-minded and kind interviewer.

However, the first question was not easy to answer. Zhang Xiaofa was so nervous that he almost shook the cup in his hand to the floor.

"May I ask your first and last name?"

"My name is..."

In the middle of speaking, a fierce ideological struggle came.

The old man told me to tell the truth.Dishonesty is the most taboo in life.

However, the boy scratched his head, confusion written on his face.

The name of the third young master of the Gu family is pleasant, but I am afraid that the vicious stepmother will come to the door.Jobs and lives are in danger.Those who kindly helped him may also suffer.

After weighing the pros and cons, I decided to use the original name.He cleared his throat and replied loudly:

"My name is Zhang Xiaofa, Zhang San's 'Zhang', the child's 'Xiao', and the law's 'Fa'."

The headmaster took down his name and continued to ask his age with a smile.

This time it almost stumped him again.

Say 22 years old, who would believe it?
According to Gu Laosan's real age, the principal's good impression of him is at least [-]% off.After all, how can a small child manage a group of small children?

Unable to bear to see the precious opportunity in his hands go to waste, he boldly and cheekily said: "Me."

After finishing speaking, my heart started to "thump", which is a typical adverse reaction to lying.

The headmaster glanced at him, as if he believed it, and the focus of the conversation began to shift to the educational background.

"May I ask what your education background is? Is your English level good?"

The third question seems to be troublesome too.

Ben wanted to proudly announce that he was a graduate of the famous Yenching University.But I couldn't produce a diploma certificate, and no one believed me when I told him.

The boy gritted his teeth, his breath became short of breath, and his face flushed red:

"I've been homeschooling and can read a lot. I can read English newspapers, magazines and novels with no problem."

Self-study?Isn't it just that there is no formal education experience?
The principal's smile faded, and he frowned slightly.

Because of Mr. Zhang Lao's recommendation letter, it is inconvenient to drive him away directly.

It is best for the interviewer to have self-knowledge and retreat in the face of difficulties.

She took down a Chinese newspaper from the bookshelf next to the desk, and took an English novel from the drawer, planning to test her cultural level by herself.

I specially picked a long piece of classical Chinese to test the annotation.There are more than 2000 characters, and most of the idioms are used. Whether you have more or less literacy, and how good your ancient prose skills are, you can tell by just trying it.

He took the newspaper and looked at it. Isn't it the article by a famous old pedant discussing education issues? He had read it in his freshman year, but it was changed to a traditional Chinese version.

The answer was perfect and impeccable, and the principal had to accept it.

The fledgling little guy in front of him cannot be judged by his appearance.His face is still childish, but his knowledge is at least at the level of high school graduates.Sure enough, Mr. Zhang has a good vision.

However, the headmaster still had doubts in his heart, so he simply went deeper into the test.

An original English novel with a very small font, turned to the first page, and asked him to read it aloud.

Zhang Xiaofa recognized "Pinocchio" at a glance.It's just that when Pinocchio lied to his father, the boy suddenly thought of his parents in the 21st century, and felt sad.

They lost their only son, so they probably have already reported to the Public Security Bureau, right?

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

The headmaster handed over the handkerchief and reduced the difficulty of the last task:

Draw a portrait of herself.

The teenager drew skillfully with a pencil and handed over a vivid sketch in less than an hour.

At the same time, he is no longer low-key and humble.The portrait alone is very handy.

The headmaster looked at the portrait several times and smiled again:

"Mr. Zhang Xiaofa, I have decided to hire you as a teaching assistant for our school's junior art class. In fact, your talent is somewhat inferior."

"From now on, the school will be your home, work hard and strive to become an official teacher!"

As soon as the words fell, the principal stood up gracefully and came over to shake hands in person.The interview was successfully concluded and the position was offered.

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofa almost cried with joy.Self-reliance can finally be realized.

He silently applauded himself several times from the bottom of his heart, celebrating his ability to win his first job.

The monthly basic salary is five silver dollars, and they can live on campus, including board and lodging, and the food and accommodation conditions are relatively good.If the work is excellent, an additional bonus of two dollars will be added.

In this way, he can have an income of seven silver dollars, which is enough to support himself.

If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry.As long as you don't waste money, you can still save money.

Considering the convenience of living on campus, Zhang Xiaofa was ashamed to live in the old gentleman's house for free, so he agreed to all the conditions on the letter of appointment.

On the day of joining the company, I was so busy that I flew away.

Teacher Li took him to go through the simple entry procedures.The school's logistics office issued a brand new set of daily necessities, a key to the dormitory, and a meal ticket for the month.

All piled up is a big bag, heavy.The salary is paid at the end of the month, and the remaining money in the pocket is saved, so it should not be a problem.

(End of this chapter)