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Chapter 369

Jing Yingrong raised her head and wanted to speak to Su Tian, ​​but she saw that Su Tian was biting a pen, scratching his ear and cheek at a piece of paper in front of him, his face was gloomy and gloomy.

There are more than a dozen crumpled paper balls piled up beside her hand, and judging from the tooth marks on the pen holder, she has been distressed for a long time.

"What difficulties did you encounter?" Jing Yingrong asked.

"Ok?"

The voice of the question pulled Su Tian's thoughts away from the mess, she glanced at Yingying in the mirror, showed a pitiful expression, and lamented: "Application... woo... I don't know how to write an application. "

Jing Yingrong: "What do you want to apply for?"

Su Tian scratched his hair and said, "To apply for a position, it's like this—"

She simply explained the reasons in detail.

"Our work is divided into different groups according to the process, and the groups are divided into different shifts. Now, I am a small squad leader in our group, and yesterday our group leader was sent by the sect to help mortals rebuild their homes, deacon The vacant position of team leader will be selected from among the squad leaders in our group, and each of us will be asked to submit an application for the elders to review."

Speaking of this, Su Tian felt a deep sense of helplessness.

"I really want to be a team leader, but the other monitors are no worse than me, so I want to work hard on the application form and hand in a good resume. But——ah! But I didn't get it. I have a good skill, and I haven't won a good honor award, and my personal experience is also lacklustre. In short, I don't know what to write at all. If this continues, the elders will definitely not choose me, ahhh—"

She hugged her head and moaned.

Jing Yingrong thought for a while and asked, "How is the difference in your cultivation?"

Mentioning this, Su Tian recovered a little energy.

"The cultivation base is not bad, we are all in the late stage of Qi refining, and there is no gap in this respect."

"Is there a big difference in work performance at ordinary times?"

"Not big, everyone is about the same, they are not worse than me but not much better than me. So the application form is very important——"

The topic returned to the original point.

Jing Yingrong stretched out her hand towards Su Tian: "Let me take a look."

Su Tian was stunned for a moment before realizing it, and handed the paper in front of Jing Yingrong to Jing Yingrong.

It was a partially completed application.This type of document has a fixed format. On the sheet in front of me, the blank fields such as name, age, cultivation level, skills practiced, spell expertise, and entry age have all been filled by Su Tian, ​​including the reason for application and future prospects, etc. She wrote everything eloquently, leaving only the two big gaps of technical expertise and glory history.

When Jing Yingrong was studying the application form, Su Tian was still muttering:

"At first I wanted to make up a few words, but I didn't dare. It would be a disaster if it was exposed..."

Putting the application back on the table, Jing Yingrong asked Su Tian: "Do you know all the arts of cultivation? You don't need to be good at it, it's fine if you have studied it."

Su Tian shook his head like a rattle, and said, "No, I haven't learned any of them, and I'm too late to practice."

Jing Yingrong nodded, but picked up the pen the next moment.

Su Tian: "Huh?"

She stared at Jing Yingrong in a daze as she flicked the paper and began to write on the application in a smooth manner.

"Jing, Sister Jing...?"

Su Tian spoke in a low voice, but Jing Yingrong was focused and ignored her.

She hesitated for a moment, stepped forward lightly, and moved closer to see what Jing Yingrong wrote.

The words and sentences appeared in the area under the column of "Technical Specialty". As soon as he saw the words clearly, Su Tian almost exclaimed.

The handwriting was exactly the same as hers, even she herself couldn't tell the authenticity.

Covering his mouth with his hands to avoid losing his composure, Su Tian carefully read the content of the words.

"I am especially good at writing articles, love to observe life, and insist on recording daily things all year round. In this way, I have developed a good habit of paying attention to details, accumulated many insights into Taoism, gained a wealth of knowledge reserves, and exercised Strong literary literacy and clear logical thinking, combined with imagination, regularly produces beloved self-created works..."

Su Tian was dumbfounded, dumbfounded.

"Wait, wait! Sister! This, can this work?!"

After Jing Yingrong wrote the last word, she turned to look at her.

"It's based on the facts and has been slightly processed, not made up, and it can be done."

"But, but, I don't have the attention to details, and the insights and knowledge reserves, etc."

Su Tian was almost at a loss for words.

Jing Yingrong said seriously: "That's not important."

"what?!"

"It's true that you've been writing notes and creating books, that's enough."

After finishing speaking, Jing Yingrong moved the tip of her pen to the column of "Glory History".

"What sect missions have you done before?"

"Ah I……"

Hearing Jing Yingrong's question, Su Tian immediately couldn't care less about continuing to struggle, and said after a moment of recollection: "Go to the warehouse of Wuxing Palace to help the deacon sort out the sundries."

Mirror Yingrong writes with pen:
——Actively participate in the affairs of the sect, assist the seniors of the sect to maintain the normal operation of the Martial Star Hall, and obtain the careful guidance and high recognition of the seniors.

"..."

Su Tian's expression was stiff, and he opened his mouth, then took a deep breath, with a firm expression, and continued: "When the 'Lingzhi Exhibition' is held in the outer gate, I will go to the site to do errands."

Jing Yingrong then wrote——

On important occasions such as Zongmen exhibitions, he is responsible for many important tasks, timely solving problems for fellow sects, and ensuring the smooth progress of activities, which has been widely praised by teachers, sisters and brothers.

"Form a team with others to clean up the giant tooth rats that are flooding outside Jingui City."

——Caring about the construction of the sect, emphasizing teamwork, leading partners to kill evil and monsters, and making important contributions to safeguarding the internal environment security of the sect.

"Hmm... I participated in a small competition. I won No. 4. It's not a sect task, nor is it a big competition. I don't know if this is useful... "

——Proficiently master the skills of Taoism, combine theory with practice, carry forward the enterprising spirit of competition, compete fairly and communicate with fellow sects in the sect's martial art competitions, obtain excellent results, and make up for their own lack of strength.

……

After a while, the huge blank was filled to the brim. At first glance, it was full of excellent examples worthy of praise.

"Wow--"

Su Tian's eyes were full of splendor, and he was amazed.

"Senior sister, you are amazing! Why are you so proficient?"

Jing Yingrong's gaze wandered, and said, "I'm used to it."

Although Su Tian found it strange that her words were vague, he didn't get to the bottom of it.She held up the application form with bright eyes, walked around the room, and murmured excitedly: "Obviously there is no cheating, just changing the words and expressions, the feeling is completely different, and even the style of writing is consistent with mine. , It's amazing...Although, there is a little bit of shame..."

When Su Tian stopped by the table and was about to express his gratitude, Jing Yingrong suddenly asked, "Do you have any other worries?"

"Eh? No, not yet."

Jing Yingrong asked again: "Is there anything else I can help with?"

Su Tian was flattered, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no, why bother Senior Sister again."

"Well."

Jing Yingrong got up, moved the chair behind Su Tian, ​​pressed Su Tian's shoulders to make him sit down, and then pointed to the stack of books, with a calm face but bright eyes.

"Write quickly."

(End of this chapter)