Hassell walked into the interview room and saw a long table in front of him, with four people sitting side by side behind the table.
These four people are obviously the interviewers.
Hassell suddenly felt a little nervous. He walked to the interviewer's chair and sat down cautiously.
In the next few minutes, Hassell's intuition was muddled. The interviewer asked questions and he answered them. However, after answering, Hassell himself did not realize what he had answered.
Then Hassel got a "Waiting for notification" message and walked out of the room.
"It seems that there is no chance. I think the performance just now was really terrible." Hassell muttered to himself.
At the same time, in the room where the interview had just taken place, the four interviewers also began to discuss Hassell.
"A guy who is so fat can actually pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge. If I hadn't seen the certificate with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."
"It seems that you rarely go online. The fat guy named Hassell just now is a new Internet celebrity in Los Angeles."
"Internet celebrity? Has he done anything out of the ordinary?"
"Actually, it's nothing. He just completed the 24-hour Frogman Challenge through hard training. With his figure, it can be considered a miracle."
At this time, an examiner next to him had already picked up his mobile phone and started searching.
"I found it, it's Hassel. There are photos of him from before. He was much fatter before than he is now. Look..." The man showed the photos on his phone to others.
"Oh my God, he was so fat before. He passed the competition. He must have worked harder than ordinary people. For this reason alone, he deserves admiration."
"It says that the power of love allowed him to pass the 24-hour frogman challenge. What does this mean?"
"It's like this. He fell in love with a girl, and that girl happened to be a beach lifeguard, so he also planned to become a beach lifeguard, probably to get close to the girl he liked."
"He is now coming to us for an interview. Does that mean that the girl he likes is in our Monica South Beach? Haha, I have a bold idea..."
Everyone looked at each other a few times, as if they had seen through each other's thoughts.
…
What was playing on the TV was a shooting competition. On the sofa directly in front of the TV, a middle-aged man was sitting there with a melancholy look on his face.
Suddenly, the picture on the TV disappeared and turned into a black screen. The middle-aged man turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with dark brown hair appearing behind the sofa, holding the remote control of the TV in her hand. Apparently, she had just It was the TV she turned off.
"My dear, stop remembering these depressing things. You should watch something happy. If you keep dwelling on the failures of the past, it will only increase your psychological burden. You will never get rid of the obstacles in your heart. ." The woman said.
The middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "I think I should retire!"
"What did you say?" The woman was shocked by the sudden answer.
"I mean, it's time for me to retire." The middle-aged man lowered his head and sighed: "It's like this every time. Every time I take the last shot in a game, I always fail to score. After so many years, I've had enough of this going on! I really can't hold on anymore... "
The middle-aged man said, holding his head in his hands with a painful expression on his face.
The woman looked at her husband with heartache. She knew everything her husband had gone through over the years. She sympathized with him and felt sorry for him, but she hoped he could cheer up.
The woman sat next to her husband, hugged her husband with both hands, and waited for him to calm down before speaking: "Adam, do you remember Randy Blake?"
"You mean the commentator?" the man asked.
"Yes. That's him." The woman gently touched her husband's shoulder with her hand, and then said: "He is now a partner of a physical training center. His physical training center is the same training center where boxing champion Taylor stayed. .”
"I have read some reports. Although the head coach there is Chinese, he helped Taylor return to the top." The man continued.
"So I think you should give it a try. Maybe that Chinese coach will help you get back the feeling of competing when you were young!"
…
Blake walked into Dai Li's office and happened to see Dai Li talking on the phone with someone.
After a while, Li Dai put down the phone and said, "Hasel called me and he was admitted to Monica South Beach."
"This is not surprising. Hassell is now considered an Internet celebrity in Los Angeles and is known as an inspirational role model. He has a very positive image, a person who is willing to work hard for love. I think this is very important to Monica South. It is also a very good gimmick for the beach. This will help them attract more tourists. Everyone is curious. People will want to see the transformation from a fat man who is not working hard on his limbs. What does a beach lifeguard look like? People also want to see what the goddess he longs for looks like. From a business perspective, he has a high probability of getting that job." Blake nodded.
"Then let us wish him that he can finally embrace the beauty!" After Li Dai finished speaking, he continued to ask: "By the way, why did you come to see me?"
"Have you heard of the name Adam Holly?" Blake asked.
"That famous shooter?" Li Dai nodded: "I know him, his nickname is 'The Tragedy of the Last Shot'. I am particularly impressed by him. His shot missed the target, which made many people in our country He won an Olympic gold medal and he was called 'Friend of the Country' in my country."
"I met the couple when I was working as a sports commentator. Adam's wife, Ekarina Holly, is also a world champion in shooting sports. Just now, Mrs. Holly called me and hoped to come. I'm training here." Blake said.
"Is it just Mrs. Holly coming, or both of them?" Dai Li asked.
"Sorry, I didn't make it clear. It was Mrs. Holly who signed up her husband, and it was only Adam Holly who came to train." Blake explained.
"This is the first time I have encountered the physical training of shooting athletes. In my impression, shooting sports do not have high physical requirements." Dai Li thought for a while and immediately denied his previous sentence: "But not necessarily. If I remember correctly, Adam Hawley should be engaged in the 50-meter rifle three-position competition. The competition in this event is divided into three positions, with 40 shots in each position, and a total of 120 shots. rifle, and then you have to shoot 10 shots to get to the finals, and the competition lasts for four or five hours, so the 50-meter rifle three-position competition is also known as a marathon in shooting sports."
"You are right, but Adam Holly is not here to train for physical fitness." Blake said.
"If you don't train your physical fitness, what are you doing here? This is not a shooting gallery. To be honest, I don't know anything about shooting techniques, so I can't coach this world champion in terms of technique. Does he want to be a coach here? ?" Dai Li shrugged and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Adam Holly's nickname is the tragedy of the last shot. You know this. He always fails to shoot the last shot, so Mrs. Holly hopes that we can help Adam Holly solve this problem." Blake continued said.
"Are you kidding!" Li Dai showed a ridiculous expression: "He was unable to hit the last shot accurately. For this problem, you should go to a psychiatrist, not to me, a sports coach!"
"Adam Holly was very strong when he was young, and of course he is very strong now, except for the last shot, so Mrs. Holly hopes that you can help him get back to the state he was in when he was young, just like you helped Taylor." Blake said After a pause, he then asked: "How is it? Do you want to take this job?"