"Why."
As soon as he opened the door, a sigh came from Ji Linxi's head. He put the computer on the bed and joked: "Stupid cat, you haven't found a job again?"
"Hey, how many times have I told you, don't call me stupid cat!" Ling Miao yelled, slapping the table, "I was quite smart originally, but you guys keep barking stupid cats all day long, and no matter how smart you are, you become stupid. ”
Ji Linxi raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Miao, who had a depressed face, and two cold words fell from his lips: "Stupid cat."
"Get out!" Ling Miao suddenly thought of something. He picked up the cup on the table and threw it at Ji Linxi. Ji Linxi tilted his head and heard a "dong" sound - the cup hit the ground.
"With so much anger, could it be that a relative is here?" Ji Linxi looked thoughtful.
Ling Miao looked around - he was dizzy. He couldn't throw anything at hand. Ji Linxi crossed her arms and waited quietly for Ling Miao's next move. Ling Miao smashed the keyboard with both hands and said angrily: "Originally, a company was preparing to hire me, but suddenly a woman with a lower education than me came. The person in charge of the job fair of that company said to me, ' sorry'."
Ling Miao told Ji Linxi what happened at the job fair. Ji Linxi's brows were already twisted into knots. Finally, Ling Miao raised his middle finger to the ceiling: "That damn fat guy really thought I didn't see him! See that woman?" At this time, my saliva almost dropped to the floor. She is not a stunning beauty, just the layer of powder on her face can kill a lot of people, and she exudes a disgusting smell of inferior perfume. Not to mention her lower education than me, Her skills are not as good as mine - look at those works of hers, they are not as good as what I did for the first time! Isn’t it just that the career line is better than mine? What’s so great about it! Give it a try and I’ll do it too!”
After Ling Miao finished venting, Ji Linxi secretly pulled Ling Miao's clothes and wiped his face, then said disgustedly: "Ling Miao, when you speak, can you please stop making mistakes?"
"Hey, I'm excited." Ling Miao smiled and handed over a tissue.
"So, the final conclusion is that you didn't find a job?"
Ling Miao nodded and looked at Ji Linxi with a sudden burning gaze. Ling Miao's gaze felt familiar to Ji Linxi, and he shouted softly: "Don't look at me with such disgusting eyes."
Ling Miao knew what Ji Linxi meant. He put his hands on the wall, resting his head on his arms and said with emotion: "Lin Xi, you are really lucky. You can also have good luck in interviews - no, it's a man's luck! How about you and you? Is it possible for department managers to develop further?”
"No way." While talking to Ling Miao, Ji Linxi had already turned on the computer and continued to complete the unfinished things of the company. Listening to the crackling sound of typing on the keyboard, Ling Miao's thoughts became even more confused.
It was probably because of what happened at the job fair that Ling Miao was depressed, so he couldn't calm down to code all night. Looking at the half-written chapter, Ling Miao could only smile bitterly: "Today's update is still 9,000 short, and at my rate, it's a bit confusing!"
Ling Miao, a college student who has graduated one year ago, is rushing for work every day and has not found a job so far. Of course, in addition to being a graduate who couldn't find a job, he was also a street writer. In the year after graduation, he managed to make a living by working hard every month - subscribing to Ling Miao was nothing more than floating clouds. There are also floating clouds.
After staring at the ceiling in a daze for a while, Ling Miao turned his attention back to the computer.
"Write-delete-write-delete-write", Ling Miao fell into this death cycle.
The last few hundred words are often faster than the first few thousand words. After Ling Miao finished writing today's update, he looked at the time and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fuck!" Ling Miao said the word "fuck", the sonorous and powerful word contained endless resentment, and there was also a trace of regret and helplessness in the resentment.
Ji Linxi turned over - obviously he was awakened by Ling Miao: "What are you relying on?"
"Rely on this stupid Internet speed!" Realizing the time, Ling Miao's decibels dropped a lot, "Do you know how much I want to cut off this broken network now?" Ling Miao yelled this through gritted teeth, and a buddy in the room Er heard this and joked: "I said Ling Miao, don't be excited or impulsive. I'm finishing the dungeon. If you cut off the Internet, I'm not the one being fooled."
The router is right above Ling Miao's head. If he is unhappy and disconnects the Internet, people watching videos and playing games will have no place to cry.
"That's right, bro, I'm video chatting with my pretty girl. If I suddenly go offline, my pretty girl will be sad."
"Dizzy, with this light, are you sure the other party can see you?" Ling Miao cursed in a low voice, but his eyes were looking at the computer screen - that "00:00" was really dazzling!
That's right, just one minute... No, or a few seconds, Ling Miao's perfect attendance was just like this... Just like that... Ling Miao really wanted to cry, it was his thousand yuan! What is the purpose of working overtime every day and insisting on updating 10,000 words every day? Isn’t it just for the perfect attendance of one thousand yuan? It is not a problem for the great masters to earn tens of thousands a month, but before finding a job, Ling Miao relied on the perfect attendance of just one thousand. Without this thousand yuan and without finding a job, how will he survive next month