Kunming, who will you forget tonight

Chapter 6
Because I was going to interview with three companies the next day, I was in bed at ten o'clock in the evening for the first time. The video about me has been played badly in the WeChat group. According to my experience, it will take at least a week. Calm down, I just hope that no one comes to human flesh me to find this hut.

The next day at 08:30 the alarm clock woke me up on time. When I went to the bathroom to wash up, I happened to bump into Su Yubing. She walked in first, and then closed the door heavily. I sat in the living room and waited for more than a dozen years. It took a few minutes for her to come out of it, and when she came out, she gave me a hard look.

At 09:30, I came to the first company for an interview on time. The position I applied for was a commissioner of the creative department of an advertising company.There were also several young people who were interviewing together, and they seemed to be fresh graduates around my age.A girl sitting next to me refreshed Weibo and clicked on the video about me. While watching the video, she peeked at me. After a few glances, she seemed sure that the man in the video was me, and she despised He moved his body to the side.

This small movement was noticed by several other people, and then I heard their voices talking about me. Just at this time, the manager of the HR department called my name, and I got up and walked into the office. The manager is a woman in her 40s. She looked down at my profile and asked, "Qiu Han, right! NMG is my hometown?"

"Yes." I whispered, "NMGHLBE's."

"The prairie." She said casually, "The prairie is very beautiful in summer."

"Indeed, the feeling of seeing cattle and sheep under the wind blowing grass is real."

It may be that I quoted such a sentence. She raised her head and stroked her glasses on the bridge of her nose, showing some importance to me, and asked, "Your major is news editing and production? Are marketing and advertising optional courses?"

"It's not considered an elective..." I chatted with the manager of the personnel department without saying a word.

It can be seen that she is quite satisfied with me. We have entered the stage of salary negotiation. A girl opened the door and said in an apologetic tone: "Sister Liu, I am sorry, here is a document for personnel transfer. Please sign and confirm."

My heart trembled when I heard the voice, could it be Su Yubing who lives under the same roof as me?When she walked towards the manager of the HR department, she turned her back to me, and spread out the documents in front of the manager of the HR department. When the manager of the HR department was reading the documents, Su Yubing also raised her head in her free time. The four of us The moment our eyes meet, I have a feeling of wanting to die.Then I saw Su Yubing say to the manager of the HR department: "Manager Liu is not usable, he has a problem with his character." Then, she turned on her phone and showed the video inside to my interviewer.

Seeing that a job was gone, when I left the interview office, the people waiting for the interview outside pointed at me, and I left the company as if nothing had happened.I went to the second and third companies for interviews without stopping, but the results were similar.

This time, I finally believed in how powerful the Internet is. My self-confidence no longer exists. When I got home, I didn’t even have the courage to continue posting resumes online. In this way, I locked myself in the room again, and lived a life of black and white. Life, I wrote my most confusing life experience into a book, and submitted it to the editor of a certain website, hoping to sign a contract to serialize it on the Internet, in exchange for a few hundred dollars in manuscript fees, at least I can get instant noodles for next month.

Su Yubing came back and saw me in the living room boiling water for instant noodles. She deliberately raised her proud face and put on a very smug expression. I don't know why she was so happy.I went back to my room with the box of instant noodles. This small room seemed to be a haven for my dreams. I hugged the folk guitar that had been with me for more than five years, plucked the strings lightly, and hummed narcissistically. The song "Once Upon a Time You" by Xu Wei, I fell in love with this song in September last year, when I returned to school, Xiyan was already with Chen Chong, and the memory of this song in my heart is mostly used to regret Xi Yan's.

If I could have listened to Xiyan earlier and kept a certain distance from Ran Jing, perhaps such a bloody thing would not have happened.

My three meals a day are instant noodles and ham sausage, and occasionally I prepare a pack of pickled mustard. When I am the most extravagant, I buy a roasted chicken leg on the side of the road. One day I found that the underwear hanging on the balcony was blown downstairs by the wind. , I bought a dozen underwear, and the money left on me was less than 100 yuan. If this continued, I would really be suspected of starving to death.

One evening, I walked out of the community with a guitar on my back, thinking of going to Amy’s bar as a resident singer, maybe I could exchange some cash for living expenses, I don’t know if I’m too sensitive, but when I walk out of the community with a guitar on my back, I feel like someone Pointing at my back, at that moment, I felt ashamed, the psychological shadow caused by that video was too great, if I went to Amy's bar by myself, wouldn't this add to the trouble?
Sitting lonely on a flower bed by the street, strangers hurried past in front of me. Everyone was in a hurry, going their own way, and they all had something they were chasing.I have smoked half of the cigarette in my hand, and this is the last cigarette on my body, Hongtashan Classic 1956, a box of 7 yuan.I carefully snuffed out half of the cigarette, took out the guitar and sat by the flower bed, played and sang the song "In Spring" that was on fire at that time. At this moment, I felt that the lyrics were tailor-made for me.

Who can understand my loneliness?Who can understand my helplessness?I closed my eyes, played and sang and didn't want to open them. I didn't want to see the contemptuous eyes of the world, but tears rolled down my cheeks.I played and sang over and over again, completely forgetting that I was sitting on a flower bed by the street, until I realized that my voice was hoarse and the tears were drying on my face... I closed my eyes and touched the half cigarette beside me, and then put the cigarette on the Lips, I heard someone press the lighter.

I opened my eyes and saw many people standing around me. They surrounded me. The man who helped me light a cigarette was a man in his 20s with long hair and the air of a rock singer.In front of me, someone dropped my guitar bag on the ground with some change in it.I even saw Su Yubing standing in the crowd...

Someone in the originally quiet crowd pointed at me and yelled, "Isn't this the fucking scumbag who won't pay the re-examination fee for making other girls' stomachs bigger?"

"Are you talking about the man in the video?"

"Oh, it seems to be really him."

"Fuck it, it's pitiful to sell costumes here... Whoever gave you the money, hurry up and take it yourself."

As he said that, the man bent down to grab the money in the guitar bag, and other people rushed forward to snatch it. Someone picked up a brick on the ground and threw it towards me. I watched the brick fly towards me. Guitar, I instinctively turned around to protect the guitar, a brick hit my head, blood dripped down my cheeks on the acoustic guitar, and someone even wanted to hit me, the long-haired man picked up the brick on the ground and smashed it To the first person who rushed over, he hit him hard in the face with a brick, sprayed blood from his nose and mouth, pointed at the crowd and shouted: "I see who the hell dare to come?"

A group of spectators were honest, and the few people who started clamoring and finding fault dispersed one after another. I covered my head and said to the long-haired man, "Thank you."

He smiled slightly, patted me on the shoulder and said, "See you by fate." After speaking, he walked into the crowd and disappeared into the night.

I bent down to pick up the dirty guitar bag from the ground, gently patted the dust on it, turned around and carefully put the guitar away, wiped the blood on my face, and walked silently into the community, the huge city , only that small room belongs to me.

Su Yubing and I returned home one after the other. This time, he didn't compete with me for the bathroom. I stood under the shower and showered my body with water. The blood dripped down my hair, and soon the water It became clear, because I had a wound on my head, and I didn’t dare to use shampoo. I dried myself and went back to my room to continue my life in a small house. I turned on the computer and resubmitted the manuscript to the editor of another website.

Ever since Su Yubing saw me singing outside the community, she has disdained me, probably because she thinks that I am only so promising, that I am poor to a certain extent, and that I live poorly by selling singing clothes. Her cynicism made my life quiet for a few days.

On Monday, around 2 am, it was pitch black outside, and the room was exceptionally quiet.

I heard the door of Su Yubing's room open, but I couldn't hear footsteps for a long time. Just when I thought I was hallucinating, there was a loud "boom", followed by various glassware The sound of breaking.I quickly got up and pushed open the bedroom door, and saw that several cups on the coffee table fell to the ground, and Su Yubing was also lying on the ground, curled up in pain and covering her stomach with her hands.At that time, she was only wearing a bathrobe, lying on the ground, and she suddenly appeared...

I didn't even look at her, I turned around and closed the door, why didn't I fall even worse?It would be better if glass shards disfigured him. He has a face that can ruin the country and the city, but hides a heart that can harm the country and the people. He deserves it!deserve it!Recalling how badly she hurt me, I felt a lot happier.

I went back to the computer and opened the document to continue creating, but my heart was not on the text. I didn’t hear the sound coming from the living room for a long time, and I was a little worried about her. I couldn’t help but glance at the time in the lower right corner. Two minutes had passed. She You won't fall down and be unable to get up, right?But then again, does it have anything to do with me being so stupid that she can't get up?Who cares about my business, am I guilty of meddling with dogs and mice?
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