(113) Bring interns
As the weather gets warmer, the girls are getting greener. Walking on the road, eyes are always hooked. There’s nothing I can do about it but let it run wild.
A few days off work, lang Yun building suddenly gave birth to a lot of new faces. As I waited for the elevator, I scanned wechat, reading the hundreds of unread messages in my group’s chat group. The chat group hasn’t been this lively for a long time since Big Fei left.
Some exploration, the original is yesterday in the group of new entry of three summer interns. The newcomers introduced themselves and the old staff lined up to welcome them. The questions, the gags, the information keeps piling up.
In the limited chat content, I learned some basic information about the three interns. Two boys in their second year of graduate school and one girl in her junior year. More than half the messages are about the junior girl. It wasn’t all men being dirty, it was just that any of the three would have been more interested in the girl.
I was not immune from the common custom, but different from most people in the group who were interested in her emotional state, I was curious about a junior girl who actually loved technology and had strong ability.
In an era when graduate students are overflowing, she, a junior girl who is not majoring in computer science, could stand out among tens of thousands of people and become a summer intern of Langyun. She is one in a hundred.
Of course, there is also the possibility that the girl is so beautiful that someone, in pity of her, put water on her. However, as far as I know, the summer internship of Langyun is conducted by telephone interview for students outside Beijing. This junior girl from River University should not meet the interviewer during the whole journey. Maybe she is really good at it. I don’t know. Some interviewers have strange tastes. They are either face-sensitive or voice-sensitive, and they can get excited when they hear a girl’s voice.
Li Xiangyang said that there are some beautiful new sisters in the administration department. As I passed by the administration area, I could not help but take a few more glances, but most people were still not at work. Every now and then, there’s a new hottie in the administration, but no one has been able to beat the big boobs.
I quickly walked a few steps to my workstation, but no one in the group had yet arrived. I checked my phone. It wasn’t even nine o ‘clock. I was an hour earlier than usual.
When I was working on qianlong, I was working late into the morning, looking forward to the weekend. Now that I’m free, I just take a few days of annual leave, and I feel guilty about not doing my job well. A day without code, I feel uncomfortable. Man is a complex creature.
I pulled out my chair, plopped down, flipped open my laptop, lit up the monitor and started the day. Log in the mailbox, which has accumulated hundreds of unread emails. Click on the intercom, and the message beep keeps ringing. Look at this. The earth can’t do without me.
“Good morning, Brother Yao.” I was staring at the screen, trying to digest the jumble of information, when suddenly I heard a girl’s voice behind me. The voice was so unfamiliar that I turned around and saw a girl with a ponytail.
The girl was short and petite, dressed in jeans and jeans, and carrying a small yellow leather bag just big enough to hold a cell phone. The girl waved to me with a smile. I tilted my head, folded my arms and waved back, “Good morning.”
The girl pulled out the chair next to me and sat down. Then she took out a stack of post-it notes and a pen from her purse and wrote, saying, “I am a new intern in our group. My name is Deng Puyun, and my name is difficult to write.
The girl stuck the post-it note to my side of the table. I peered over and saw the words “Simplicity” neatly written on it.
“Good handwriting. Have you practiced calligraphy?” I don’t know anything about calligraphy. I can’t see what it is. I just think it’s magnificent.
“I practiced hard writing for a few days when I was young.” The girl smiled shyly.
“Then I will not show the ugly, my handwriting is very ugly, my name is Yao Boqi, colleagues generally call me big Yao.”
“Yeah, YEAH, I know.” Teresa looked at me and nodded.
“You know? ‘I wondered.
“Kang Ge had a meeting with our interns yesterday and assigned you to me.” “Oh, no, I’ve been assigned to you. You’ll take care of me.”
If Teresa wasn’t laughing, I wouldn’t have heard anything wrong with what she said. In this regard, I have to criticize Kang Shen, he is really a bit of a dictatorship, without warning me in advance, suddenly arranged for me to intern, the key is a girl. I stole someone’s cheese, and the single guys in the group still don’t hate me. But turn to think, Kang God can give me this scarce resources, it seems to be on my love, can not help but rejoice.
The girl was not pretty, but she spoke softly and properly, and there was something very amiable about her. Fortunately kang god to her allocation of the master is sitting with not disorderly ME, if other people, I am afraid she will fall into the claws, there is a shadow.
I put a hand: “nothing with not with, learn from each other.”
She nodded and smiled. That girl’s got a lot of laughs. Still, it’s not a bad thing to laugh a lot. There is a good saying, love laugh girl will not be bad luck.
“Oh, by the way, you know you can be there between 10:00 and 10:30 in the morning, right?” When She nodded, I continued, “Then you’re really early.”
“I live nearby and wanted to come in early to do some reading.” Deng scratched her head, a little shy on her face.
I thumb out, can not help but admire this thin girl, she is really motivated.
At noon, Li Xiangyang came to my workstation for dinner, and I asked Deng Puyun if she wanted to join me. She shook her head and said they had an appointment with their three new interns.
Lang Yun building out of the front foot, after the foot Li Xiangyang exposed the nature of this. He became interested in Simplicity.
“Big yao, you say I how have no you this good fortune, our group also have no a girl to me when apprentice.”
“Administration department more than 10 beautiful sister, still not enough for you bubble?”
“You don’t get it. Guys want a student-teacher relationship.”
“Full brain wo Cuo thought, lang yun at the beginning how recruit you come in?”
“Yo yo, ya give me here pack pure, you that hua younger sister is not around, the ya can’t make a mistake.” Li Xiangyang winked, a pair of look to beat.
I gave him my middle finger in return. Although my sister and I were not childhood friends, we had a friendship of nearly ten years. Don’t say deng jungyun is not as good as Hua Mei, even if she looks better than fairy, I will not change. I am different from him. I am a man of moral integrity and free from vulgar tastes. I am absolutely loyal to love.
The surest way to silence someone who doesn’t believe in true love is to show them some affection. I walked toward the restaurant, while taking out a mobile phone video with Hua Mei. Video has not been able to connect, I call Hua Mei is still so. Unable to contact Hua Mei, I have no interest in eating, hurriedly pull a few meals, then returned to the station.
After spending more than an hour in uneasiness, I finally got in touch with Hua Mei. She was at home taking a nap and had her phone on silent. I’m not happy about it. In the video chat, hua Mei saw that I was a little unhappy and took out an old photo to show me.
The picture was five inches in size, and the paper was yellowed and looked old. The shooting took place in a classroom, and there were five main characters, four boys and one girl.
Five people stand in a line and spread a word in front of the bulletin board. The girl stood on the far left, hunched over, head tilted, looking ahead and making faces. Three tall boys in the middle stood erect with smiles on their faces. On the far right stood a thin boy with a close-cropped head, his head drooping and his expression of bitterness at odds with the cheerful picture.
As I stared at the pictures, memories flooded in. This photo should have been taken on the afternoon of 2009 when I went to the school to check the answers after the college entrance examination. At that time, to finish each section answer, my heart then cool half. As the score of science was much lower than expected, I was unhappy and reluctant to talk to anyone.
Many students in the class brought digital cameras from home and kept asking people to take pictures. They want to hang on to their high school days. A few usually good relations with the classmate force pull me to take a picture, then had the smelly face in the picture.
On the contrary, I am not interested in taking photos. I am not ambitious, but I am jumping around. I don’t care whether others are willing or not.
Those grimaces that were considered killjoys now light up many photos of former classmates.
Photographs are specimens of time, recording many important moments in life. Years ago, I would not have thought that gray afternoon would become the softest moment in my heart after many years.
I opened the retouching software, retouched the photo, and then posted a status in my moments: “I met her when I didn’t understand the amorous feelings.”
To my surprise, this post became the most liked and replied post after I opened wechat moments.
Lao Pan replied: “Was our sister this beautiful when she was young?”
Wang Xu replied to me, “What is the situation, falling in love?
Li Xiangyang replied to Wang Xu: Ya are in heat.
Wen Chan reply me to say: a beauty, three wood and a monkey.
Big Fly replied: Oh my God, oh my god.
Li Ji that fellow crow mouth way: show affection, die quickly.
Even Kang, who doesn’t normally comment on my status, gave me a thumbs-up.
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In summary, the people who replied to me were mainly divided into two groups: one was mocking me for looking like a monkey, and the other was praising hua Mei for being extremely cute. Actually, I don’t care what other people say. I only care about hua mei’s opinion.
Soon after, Hua mei embezzle my chart hair in the circle of friends, and text: if you fell in love with a monkey……
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