Chapter 63 (64)

The talent market is really different. The ticket is ten yuan. As soon as you enter, there is a lively scene of rubbing shoulders. People are all well-dressed and looking around cleverly with their materials. The hundreds of booths inside are also well-arranged. Decent, lined up in rows, several booths with gringos were surrounded by water, talented men and women were spitting and competing to describe their excellence in English, I listened carefully , I studied a bit, and found that I was nothing compared to others! . For some reason, many units don’t want us fresh graduates with no work experience. After reading the cover of the resume, they returned it to us blankly. A kind-faced middle-aged woman asked me to tell As soon as I talked about my performance in college, I quickly got into the mood and told her all the errands that Old K had done in college vividly. She nodded and accepted, and I was also deeply relieved.The big saw that just lost money was very eye-catching, shaking its head and tail, blowing around violently, seeing everyone in a posture of giving it to me, talking eloquently at the yellow-haired ghost who was a circle bigger than him After describing his achievements in music in Northeast English, he bragged about basketball, which he had never touched before, for a long time.

In the evening, after driving for two hours, we finally found the small fisherman's house where the brother lived in a poor alley. He fell asleep in a mess. After going to the talent market for two days in a row, we were a little bored, so we decided to go to the scenic spots mentioned by our seniors. When we went to the famous scenic spot with the Eiffel Tower, the ticket was actually more expensive than the train ticket when we came. Everyone unanimously decided to "stop the tour" and instead sat on the steps across the road to watch the beautiful women! It seems that beauties from all over the country have come to Shenzhen. There are almost all kinds of beauties in the east, west, north, and south. They all look like frosty models in the window of a fashion store. My pride and satisfaction are beyond words, and I squint all the passers-by when I look at them. I tried to walk behind and followed a few, and I was surprised to find that the frequency of their hips was in sync with my heartbeat!Although the weather is very hot, their makeup is still very thick, their red lips are full of eagerness to spend, and the snow-white skin and plump thighs exposed to the hot sun are full of bloody temptation.

The city of burning sun belongs to them and their white thighs! Except for Dasaw who was notified to interview several companies, no one cares about me and Ru Meng. We wandered around the city almost all day long, and learned a few birdsong together for fun: "Look! Shoes! (Miss)", "Wow! So beautiful! Mother should be thundered! (Thank you)", "Mom is stuffed! (You are welcome)!", "Mother Throwing Thunder!" The few of us are very dissatisfied with the environment in the south. Not to mention the pimples on our faces, our bodies are covered with mosquito bites. At night, not only the sleeping space is crowded, the air is stuffy and humid, but also there are people downstairs making noise all night, but the most terrifying What happened was the poisonous insects and beasts in the house. The big saw killed a thumb-sized cockroach when he slapped the mosquitoes on his face in the middle of the night. His face was so pale that he almost didn’t cry out. , and I couldn’t sleep all night. Once I opened my eyes and took some sleeping pills. After eating, I looked at the ceiling. With the faint light from the window, I was horrified to see a palm-sized furry black cat on the ceiling. A spider, if it falls, it might end up in our mouths.

Ru Meng is still sick. When the brother came back that night, he suddenly told us that we would not be able to stay overnight due to "some circumstances", so we had to go out in a hurry and stay up late.When we went to eat supper in a small restaurant, a group of migrant workers next to them were also watching the small TV set by the proprietress with their necks up. Maybe this was their only entertainment after a tiring day. The honest and engrossed look was really impressive. Sad, it seems that they can only look up at this city and everything here. The stingy proprietress deliberately came to change the channel every once in a while, and the naive migrant workers also let out a sigh of regret every so often. After the proprietress turned off the TV, we had to pay the bill and leave. It was our bad luck. Actually caught up with the typhoon, suddenly there was strong wind and heavy rain, and the temperature dropped sharply. Immediately, there were no people on the road, small trees were uprooted, and several huge billboards on the roadside were blown away. It was no different from hell, when we finally hailed a taxi and rushed to an all-night soya-bean milk shop, little Ru Meng's teeth were already clinking from the cold.