Chapter 112 The so-called cheating is just too much
"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.
The right to choose.
But do young people in this land of silver and blood really have the right to choose?
Learn knowledge, enjoy love, appreciate novels, and travel.
Do these things have anything to do with those people who can only live at the bottom and plan carefully for survival? Is a person who even has to leave his meals until work, is he qualified to pursue these things?
Weak people are accustomed to ridicule and denial, but people with a strong heart are never stingy with praise and encouragement.
But ordinary people, who haven't stumbled and suffered countless ridicules and denials since childhood? Are they 'weak' just because they have suffered a lot? And those who live in praise and encouragement are 'people with strong hearts'
, what kind of people are you referring to?
The more she studied it, the more she tasted it differently. This exciting and beautiful article gradually turned into a heart-gnawing monster in her eyes.
After all, why was her first reaction after reading this article joyful, excited, proud, and complacent?
That's because she feels that she is the "back wave" mentioned in this article——
The right to choose, the right to enjoy, the right to cultivate preferences,
He is a young man who is envied, respected and grateful by the "front wavers".
They are a new generation of young people with unlimited future.
Who doesn’t want to become such a ‘back wave’?
But is she?
she is not.
She, Mu Qingmei, is just one of thousands of ordinary young people. She has no control over her fate and has no choice. Whether it is for this land or for her elder brother Shui Xingzhou, she will overthrow the Silver Blood Society.
Tyranny, smash the fortress built by the "front wavers" for their brutal rule.
The ones who have the future are not young people like them who are like weeds, but those who live in the boudoir compound and grow up with golden keys in their mouths. They are the sons of the consuls, the daughters of the bosses of the chamber of commerce, and the young people who have the future.
Righteous.
But this article bound young people from different classes together, bound her and Jing Zhengwei together, and called it "houlang". However, she was unable to see through this at first glance, and was attracted by the rhetoric in it.
Being deceived is like a child being deceived.
This is not her problem. Mu Qingmei believes that when other people read this article, they will probably think that they are the "back wave" in it.
Young people who are living a good life will feel that this article is talking to themselves; young people who are living a bad life will also feel that this article is talking to themselves.
At such a young age, who is willing to admit that he is a withered skeleton in the grave with no choice but a bleak future?
The so-called being cheated is just because you want it too much.
After thinking about this, Mu Qingmei couldn't help but take a breath and felt a chill penetrate into her bones.
Is this Jing Zhengwei’s true intention?
This article is not a hymn to praise virtues, nor is it a sincere blessing from the predecessors to the descendants, but a piece of foolish music that arouses passion and gives hope. It makes people full of hope, but makes people subconsciously ignore the heavy barriers of reality; it makes people
People's blood is boiling, but it makes people actively follow the anachronistic values.
What a cruel person.
Very poisonous article.
At this time, Mu Qingmei finally realized that Jing Zhengwei's rank was not at the same level as that of other newspapers - while other newspapers would only make up stories that no one believed, Jing Zhengwei had reached a higher level.
A level that fools people's minds and is righteous.
Everything he said is right, you can't refute him at all, you are even willing to believe him.
For the first time, Mu Qingmei felt that it was great that she could come to this newspaper. Otherwise, people in Baiye might also be deceived by the articles of this newspaper.
After thinking about this, Mu Qingmei also began to think about how to answer.
Although she was bound to be hired, she still hoped that she could come up with a wonderful article to counter this exam question. She didn't know who wrote this article, but no matter who it was, it meant that Jing Zhengwei had someone who had insight into people's hearts and instigated people.
The author of emotions.
Public opinion can only fight back with public opinion. Although Bai Ye is not without literati, Mu Qingmei subconsciously feels that this should be her responsibility.
Moreover, she also wanted to take revenge for being fooled.
The question in this test question, "Write a similar essay based on the central idea expressed in it", in her opinion, is no less than Jing Zhengwei's ridicule - "Hahaha, look at how excited you guys are.
It's funny enough'.
Thinking about this, she thought about it for a full hour. Everyone else had written and submitted it, but she was still holding it back, looking like she was stuck.
"Um...thank you, goodbye."
Mu Qing turned her head with eyebrows and found that the young man had also finished writing, so she smiled and waved goodbye to him.
Looking at his thin back and washed gray clothes, Mu Qing's eyebrows suddenly felt happy - she knew what she should write.
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At night, Le Yu was sitting in the study room, and Qing Lan was sitting opposite him, wearing glasses and reading the test papers carefully for correction.
After watching for a long time, Qinglan couldn't help but take off her glasses and rub her eyes, took a sip of coconut milk, and complained: "Sir, you should do such an important thing as the admission editor. I really can't bear this responsibility.
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"Don't be afraid, you can admit whatever you want, I trust your vision."
But I am short-sighted... Qinglan asked: "But what if my eyesight is not good? You better do it, young master..."
"Don't be afraid. If anything happens, Young Master will be your strongest backing. If anything happens, I will be responsible for it!" Le Yu said curiously.
A few days ago, Qing Lan would have been moved by these words, but now she has seen through it - the young master just doesn't want to work, so he just delegates all the work to her!
How could someone buy a shepherd from Xiangxuehai and let her work? Has the world gotten better or worse... Qinglan kept complaining in her heart, but she took a break and continued to read the candidates' test papers honestly.
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At the same time, Le Yu was also reading the test paper.
He wanted to see if anyone could figure out the truth about the test questions.
""To Four Thousand Years Later"... Well, singing praises to others is not possible."
""Soul of Burning Steel"...oh, it's such a thick, hot-blooded chicken soup, no, no, no."
""For a Blue and Clear World"...ah, what rubbish, no."
It wasn't until Le Yu pulled out a test paper that he raised his eyebrows and showed a strange expression.
The title of the article in this test paper is:
"We have worked hard for decades, how can it be possible that we can match the efforts of several generations of you?"
