"Those voices,

Those who say one generation is inferior to another should look at you;

Like me, I look at you with envy.

Huiyao has accumulated wealth for two thousand years,

All knowledge, insight, wisdom and art,

Like a gift specially prepared for you;

Science and technology are prosperous, culture is prosperous, cities are prosperous,

The achievements of civilization are opened layer by layer and can be enjoyed to your heart's content;

Freely learn a fighting method, enjoy a love, appreciate a novel, and travel to distant places.

Many of you have been freely exploring your interests since childhood;

Many people enter their forties in childhood;

Don't be confused about what you like and what you don't like.

The barriers between people are broken down,

You just have the same hobbies,

You can make thousands of friends worthy of a toast,

You have the right we once dreamed of - the right to choose

What you love is your life. You are lucky to encounter such an era,

But times are more fortunate to meet you like you.

I look at you with respect.

Salute to your confidence.

Only weak people are accustomed to ridicule and denial;

People with strong hearts never shy away from praise and encouragement.

Salute to your generosity,

Villains share the same beauty but not harmony; gentlemen share the same beauty but are harmonious but different.

A younger body is more tolerant of diverse cultural aesthetics and values.

One day I finally discovered,

It’s not just us teaching you how to live,

You are also inspiring us how to live a better life.

Those who complain that one generation is inferior to the other should look at you;

Just like me, I look at you with gratitude;

Because it is the most beautiful scenery in a city,

These are the young people in this city.

because of you,

Youth expressed in novels, music, and dramas in this world

It is no longer sad and confused, but kind, brave, selfless and fearless.

There is fire in my heart and light in my eyes.

We don’t have to live the way we imagined,

Our generation does not have the imagination to imagine your future;

If you still need our blessings,

So,

Go ahead, back wave!

We are in the same rushing river."

Mu Qingmei looked at this article and couldn't put it down for a long time. She greedily read it several times like a delicacy. It wasn't until the new applicant sitting opposite wanted to borrow the test questions that she reluctantly put it down.

Bravo!

So exciting!

She wished she could copy it and show it to Bai Ye's people when she went back!

Just reading the words above, Mu Qingmei seemed to see a virtuous and generous elder. His eyes were full of expectations for the younger generations, and his heart was full of envy for the younger generations. Every word he said was full of

My sincere blessings and appreciation to the younger generations.

Although there is no author's signature, Mu Qingmei believes that this must be written by a knowledgeable old scholar!

I don’t know where Jing Zhengwei found it. Mu Qingmei has read a lot of books, but she has never read this beautiful article. Could it be Yanjing Royal Academy’s blessing to the freshmen? Well, it’s very possible.

After all, there is an information gap between Xuanzhu County and Yanjing, and then Jing Zhengwei used this article to test our pretentiousness... Hehe, he also deliberately did not write the author's name. Do you think we would be stupid enough to think that this kind of good article was written by your Jing family?

?

However, the test questions were so serious, which was beyond Mu Qingmei's expectation. She thought the test was to screen out scoundrels, but now it seems that the test questions were intended to screen out a group of conscientious people who have deep expectations for the future, young people, and society.

Literati.

I can't understand Jing Zhengwei's operation.

etc.

Mu Qing thought for a second, maybe this can be done in reverse? The better you write in this exam and the more sincere you are, will you not be hired? Only those scoundrels who praise virtues and flatter others can become this rubbish newspaper.

The backbone of?

Although there is no evidence, Mu Qingmei believes that this is the truth: first use a beautiful article to arouse the enthusiasm in the candidates' hearts, and then based on their answers, find out the bottomless authors who can really rely on...

As expected of the profiteer Jing Zhengwei, this reverse operation is so dirty!

It’s a waste that I thought you might be a good person who enjoys grudges but doesn’t care about the slave trade!

Although she has been aware of the truth, Mu Qingmei will still answer seriously. Although she can definitely enter the newspaper office through backdoor connections, she still has to work hard on the surface.

Moreover, the enthusiasm aroused by this article also made Mu Qingmei eager to write something to express her feelings. To be honest, she usually writes poems and prose, and everyone said that her writing is as good as her war.

The law is just as powerful~

Just when Mu Qingmei was about to start writing, she suddenly heard an argument coming from behind:

"Don't you have any better clothes?"

"Sorry, sorry, these are already my cleanest clothes..."

Mu Qing turned her head and saw a young man in coarse linen clothes bowing his head and apologizing repeatedly in front of the staff. His face was tanned, his hands were thick and calloused, and he looked like he worked hard for a living. Although he wore a lot of clothes

It is patched, but it can be seen that it has been prepared carefully, there are not many wrinkles, and it is washed very clean.

But there was a very strange smell on his body, like the smell of sewers and garbage dumps, which spread out on the second floor after a while. Mu Qingmei knew the source of this smell - the poorest slum in the outer city.

The garbage treatment plant in Xuanzhu County is located inside, and the people who live there will naturally carry a smell.

The staff thought it was the smell brought by the young man's clothes, so they were critical, but they didn't make it too difficult. They handed him a registration form and motioned him to go to the long table to answer.

When the young people came over, the vague smell became stronger and stronger, making the applicants couldn't help but stare angrily. Although the people who came to Jingjia Newspaper to apply for jobs were short of money, they were not so poor that they could live there.

Over there in the garbage slums, they are somewhat literate and even went to junior high school. They don't make a living by working hard, so naturally they can't stand the smell.

Just as the young man was about to sit down, he was glared at by the person next to him. He stood beside him a little at a loss. Mu Qing frowned and waved to him to sit in the empty seat next to her.

Everyone was answering, and the young man knew not to speak, so he bowed to Mu Qingmei with gratitude. It happened that the corner was next to Mu Qingmei, so he pulled the chair to the farthest distance from Mu Qingmei, and put the top half of the paper

On the table, use only your index finger and thumb to carefully pick up the test questions and read them, as if you are afraid of getting the paper dirty.

Just as Mu Qingmei was about to answer, she suddenly heard a strange cooing sound. She blinked her eyes, turned to look at the red-faced young man, thought about it, moved the chair over, and took out a bag from her handbag.

Pass the dumplings over.

She bought the dumplings on the way to the newspaper office and planned to have them as a late-night snack after she went back to practice her fighting skills tonight.

The young man waved his hands repeatedly. He glanced at the dumplings and swallowed hard. He whispered: "Thank you, thank you, but I don't need to eat, thank you."

"You're so hungry that you scream... You must have been hungry for at least a day." Mu Qingmei has never been hungry. She naturally knows how long it will take to go without food before her stomach shrinks: "Eat it, it's not worth it.

, it’s hard for you to answer the questions when you’re hungry, right?”

The young man still shook his head: "No, it doesn't take much effort to answer the questions, and I will eat when I get back."

"So you haven't eaten anything today?" Mu Qing's eyebrows were slightly startled: "Why?"

"It's okay." The young man whispered: "I came to the newspaper office today to apply for a job. I don't have to work in the morning and noon. I don't have to eat or not... I'm sorry, I'm not afraid of your jokes."

Mu Qing blinked, since he said so, in order to maintain his dignity, she had no choice but to take the dumplings back.

Sitting back, Mu Qingmei picked up the test questions and read them again, but she got another indescribable feeling.
To be continued...