urban life

Chapter 552 Rejection
When the temperature rose, Zhou Liang returned to the dormitory.

"Hurry up, gather at point A."

"Where are you putting it? I'm here, I'm here, I have to take down that bunch of trash on the other side!"

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Taking advantage of the tail end of graduation, He Jiahong and Yan Wei went crazy for the last time.

These days, apart from eating and sleeping, the two of them focus on one thing, and that is playing games.

Play from day to night, and from night to day.

Their hair looked like chicken coops, their faces were red, and their upper eyelids were swollen with their lower eyelids, looking like tramps.

Even so, the two of them had no intention of stopping.

Regarding his roommate's behavior, Zhou Liang reluctantly shook his head.

"Hey, Zhou Liang is back." Bo Li, who was washing clothes on the balcony, looked back at him and said.

"Yeah." Zhou Liang nodded and entered the dormitory, filled with a unique masculine smell. He was a little disgusted before, but after four years, he felt that he had a different charm, "How is your work?"

"Alas!" After hearing this, Bo Li sighed, a little frustrated, "I'm just looking for it. The economic situation is so bad now. Major companies have reduced the number of employees they recruit. In addition, there are more and more college students, and there are problems everywhere in society." "The test is about academic qualifications, ability, and major. I can't pass them."

Speaking of this, he paused, and continued: "Can you believe it? There are 20 people competing together for a simple editorial job, which is almost as good as the exam editor."

Their professional work direction is inherently narrow, and it is indeed difficult to find a satisfactory job.

As he spoke, he rubbed his clothes vigorously: "Why don't you just have an interview? Why do you have to wear a suit? You are in a formal suit, and you look like a person selling insurance. And white shirts are easy to get hairy. It’s yellow, and it’s hard to wash it off with ordinary laundry detergent. It gives me a headache every time I wash clothes.”

He Jiahong, who was watching "Black and White TV" next to him, said: "Boss, I recommend you a method, it will definitely work."

"What?"

"Take headache medicine before doing laundry, and the headache doesn't hurt so much."

Bo Li took a deep look at his roommate and smiled coldly: "Humor!"

"It's so easy for you to find a job, isn't it? Do you have time to make fun of me? Do you have any sympathy? Do you have basic moral principles? Do you?"

He Jiahong had already found a job and became a library administrator, responsible for document management, reader services, information consultation, etc.

There is no establishment, the salary is not high, and the benefits are not good. It is just a simple job, but it is relaxing and leisurely. For him who has no ambition, it couldn't be better.

If Boli gives up the idea of ​​pursuing a career, he can find a job quickly.

After all, they are students from key universities, so it is quite easy to find a job.

"Tch!" Yan Wei's computer also turned black and white. He leaned lazily on his chair and rolled his eyes. "You have to find an editing job? That stuff is boring and boring."

Bo Li waved his hand and motioned for Zhou Liang to help wring out the wet clothes.

Immediately he said calmly: "You really don't have back pain when you stand and talk. I'm not like you, Mr. Yan. I have already arranged a job at home before I graduate. I'm a serious civil servant who works from nine to six. I just let you know." People envy you.”

Yan Wei's family was well off and had connections in the system. His elders helped him find a job in the system.

Immediately, the other three people looked at Yan Wei together.

"Hey, hey, hey! I don't want to either. My mother insists on me going home, and I can't help it. Besides, I want to get married to Guaiguai, so it's normal to find a stable job. Besides, what do you think? Anyone can enter the system? Can anyone enter without any skills?" Faced with the gazes of the three people, Yan Wei retorted loudly, but did not eliminate the look in their eyes.

Suddenly he saw Zhou Liang and said loudly: "Zhou Liang has no right to despise me. As soon as you graduated, you managed a company worth hundreds of millions and immediately reached the pinnacle of your life. Your family has the best conditions in our class. I'm afraid it will take a long time to meet me in the future." I call you President Zhou, why are you looking at me like that? I can’t accept it!"

Then the other three people stared at Zhou Liang with contempt.

Zhou Liang scratched his face and smiled sheepishly: "To be honest, I don't want to either. I hope my future job is to be a librarian like Jiahong, sorting out books and reading them every day. That's what I want." Best job in my opinion.”

"So you bought a Reading Time."

"That was given to me by my dad after he finished his college entrance examination. It was actually a burden to me."

"Fuck your grandma's legs!"

At this point, the three of them could no longer stand Zhou Liang's "Versailles", so they immediately tied him up and beat him violently.

They are about to graduate from college. The four of them cherish their four-year friendship very much. Some are reluctant to part with them, and some are worried about their roommates.

Zhou Liang played games with his three roommates from morning to night, and ordered a takeaway. The four of them drank and thought about their future life until late at night.

Early in the morning.

Zhou Liang got up early as usual and tapped his forehead. He drank a little more last night and now his head hurts.

It took a lot of effort to get up.

The other three roommates were fast asleep, enjoying the last moments of fun.

Zhou Liang didn't bother them, simply washed up, adjusted the air conditioner in the dormitory to 26 degrees, and then left.

The sun hangs high in the sky, dissipating heat as much as it can.

Zhou Liang came to the school cafeteria. It was time for the first period to end. Many students took advantage of the short break to come to the cafeteria to find something to eat. The cafeteria seemed quite crowded.

He did not rush to line up with his juniors to buy breakfast, but sat aside for a while, and then went to the window after everyone had bought breakfast and left.

I bought a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, an egg, and a plate of free pickles.

After drinking wine last night, a bowl of porridge refreshed his stomach.

Pick up the bun and take a bite.

"Well, the school's steamed buns are still so special." Zhou Liang thought to himself, "Thick skin, less filling, strong taste, and accompanied by a peculiar smell."

Today he was unlucky and bought the leftover buns from yesterday.

At school, Zhou Liang rarely ate out or ordered takeout. Most of the time, he went to the canteen, so he knew the quality of the food in the canteen very well.

Like most schools, the food in their school doesn't taste good and sells well, but like most schools, the food is cheap and can't kill anyone.

"Xiao Zhou."

While Zhou Liang was enjoying his overnight breakfast, there was a muffled sound next to him, with a hint of hoarseness.

He looked for a voice and saw an old man with silver-white hair next to him. He was looking at Zhou Liang with a smile, and there were a group of young people standing behind him.

The visitor was Li Yuansheng, Zhou Liang’s university teacher and thesis advisor, who loved Zhou Liang very much. "Teacher Li." He immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"Sit down, sit down." Li Yuansheng patted him on the shoulder and motioned to sit down. The two sat down together with a kind smile on their faces, "You are about to graduate, right?"

"Correct."

"Have you thought about it?"

Zhou Liang replied: "I thank Teacher Li for your kindness. I'm really sorry. I do have something going on at home, so I can't be your student. I hope you can forgive me."

Li Yuansheng has valued Zhou Liang very much since he was a freshman. The two often communicated about literature and had the same understanding and perspective on certain points of view.

Therefore, in his junior year, the other party wanted Zhou Liang to take the postgraduate examination and become his close disciple.

Li Yuansheng promised that as long as he was willing to take the exam, no matter how many points he got, he would accept him as his disciple and teach him with all his life's knowledge.

Faced with Li Yuansheng's solicitation, Zhou Liang refused for a whole year.

The reason for his refusal is simple.

First, Zhou Liang had no plans to go far in literature. He did not want to live by literature, nor did he want to learn a lot of obscure literary concepts. He only regarded literature as a hobby;
The second is that he wants to take over the family company and has no time to study literature.

Hearing Zhou Liang's refusal, the group of students behind Li Yuansheng looked at Zhou Liang in surprise.

Li Yuansheng can be regarded as a well-known figure in the literary world. He has published articles in major newspapers and was also the president of the literary association. He can be regarded as highly respected.

As long as you become a student, whether you are a writer or an editor, you have network resources, and your future is bright

I think that in order to become Li Yuansheng's students, they spent countless efforts and went through many tests before settling on it.

But the man in front of him actually refused.

Simply incredible.

"Alas!" Li Yuansheng was a little disappointed. Zhou Liang was the disciple he identified as a closed disciple. It took him several years of research to confirm it. Unexpectedly, he was happy to look at it, but it was just wishful thinking. "Don't you have any pursuits of your own? Don't you think so? Is it really more interesting to be a company CEO than to pursue a career in literature? Dealing with money all day long is too tacky.

You can find a few professional managers to run the company. You are just a young boy. Is it your wish to hang out with those people in the shopping mall?Being in the mall simply buries talents. "

Li Yuansheng was heartbroken.

He was a rising literary star, but he went to work in the mall halfway.

He persuaded Zhou Liang countless times.

Listening to the two chatting, the group of graduate students around them stared at Zhou Liang with wide eyes.

I didn't realize it, but he was actually a rich second generation who was about to inherit the family business. No wonder he didn't want to become a graduate student.

If good company CEOs don't take the postgraduate entrance examination, their brains will no longer be powerful, and they can't help but complain to their teachers.

If they were Zhou Liang, they would make the same choice.

Zhou Liang replied: "Teacher Li, I'm really sorry. I have made up my mind and let you down."

Li Yuansheng stared at him with his eyes, which were glaring, like the sun in the sky, glaring, while the latter's eyes were calm and without any waves.The former sighed in disappointment: "Okay, twisted melons are not sweet, I can't find a closed disciple in my life, and I bring a whole body of literary research into the coffin, life is more sad than this."

Zhou Liang suddenly smiled, and the old man began to kidnap him morally.

"Okay, okay." The old man said it was miserable, but the other party didn't make a move, so he had to put away his tragic experience, "You go to be the boss of your company, I really can't accommodate your big Buddha like a little professor.

When you become a boss, don’t be busy working and socializing all day long. If you have time, write more articles and send them to me, and I will help you publish them in the newspaper. Don’t waste such a good literary talent."

Li Yuansheng really had no choice but to talk to Zhou Liang, hoping that he could continue on the path of literature after graduation.

Li Yuansheng has spent most of his life in the literature industry, and has seen many geniuses, some with eloquence, some with gorgeous literary rhetoric, and some with profound and rich theories, but Zhou Liang left the deepest impression on him.

Because Zhou Liang's reading is simply reading, without the purpose of learning, and there is no so-called showing off, just reading.And really settle down to read a book and understand the world in the book in your own way.

"Thank you, Teacher Li." Zhou Liang did not refuse the other party's kindness.

Li Yuansheng stood up, slapped him on the back of the head angrily, and then slowly left his seat.

"What's wrong with the children nowadays? I don't understand what you are thinking. Can you explain it to me?"

One of the sincere students said with a smile: "Teacher, my family has inherited a company, and I don't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination."

The students present immediately burst into laughter.

Li Yuansheng rolled his eyes: "That's all you have realized. No wonder you were admitted to my school, and Zhou Liang needs me to specially invite him. Do you understand the difference? That child doesn't have a strong need for money. He inherits The company is not about money, but responsibility.”

"There is indeed a gap. Teacher, even if you ask someone specifically for it, you won't agree. You can only teach us your unique skills."

Li Yuansheng blew his beard and was furious at what his disciple said: "Everyone present here must submit an article to me next week. It must be in-depth, literary, have unique understanding, suitable for public viewing, and the article must be fluent and have gorgeous rhetoric. . Otherwise, I won’t let you graduate.”

A student reminded: "Teacher, today is Saturday."

"Next Monday at eight o'clock in the morning, if you don't hand it in, you will be punished!"

The students present twitched their lips and wished they could slap themselves.

Why are you talking so much?

Zhou Liang didn't take what happened just now to his heart. After finishing his meal, he put his plate on the table and then walked out with his hands in his pockets.

He did not go back to his dormitory, but walked to the library.

During the four years of college, except for spending the longest time with my three roommates, I spent the rest of my time in the library, reading books, playing with my mobile phone, or taking a nap.

These four years were the most leisurely and comfortable time for him.

You can do whatever you want without any pressure to study or work.

I swiped my card to enter the library. There were more people inside than I expected. It was already the end of the university semester, and everyone was busy "preparing" for their studies and preparing for the exam. Those who were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination were also working hard to get ashore.

Zhou Liang walked to his exclusive seat, which he bought for three hundred yuan.

"Huh?" He snorted softly as he walked to his seat, his tone mixed with surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Can't I come?"

"Uh sorry."

(End of this chapter)