An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 27 It must be the fault of the ugly poster

He was busy with company affairs all day long, until it was dark before Hao Yun got on the subway and went all the way back to the dormitory. As a result, what he didn't expect was that he was tortured by his soul just after he came back...

"Brother Yun, tell me the truth."

Looking at Zhou Xuan with a serious face, Hao Yun who put on his slippers was stunned for a moment.

"Confess what?"

Stopping writing and turning around the chair, Zheng Xueqian smiled maliciously and interjected to join in the fun.

"We've all seen it, but you're still being lenient with the confession. Which college is the target? Let's introduce him another day."

Hao Yun: "...?"

What the hell?

Looking at Hao Yun who was silent, Zhou Xuan thought he was shy, so he became more energetic and teased with winks.

"It's ok, bro. You've only been in college for a month and you're out of the singles. I thought you, Brother Ziyuan, would be the first to get out of the singles, but I didn't expect you to be the first to run away."

"Just make fun of Brother Yun, don't drag me."

Completely immersed in his own music, Ziyuan half-closed his eyes and played the guitar, not interested in this topic, let alone the little fat man who always hurt him.

Hao Yun was in the same mood at the moment. After running outside for a day, he was so tired that he just wanted to sleep. He didn't even have the energy to complain, so he yawned and said impatiently.

"Fuck off, take off the fart list, I don't have time to make trouble with you, take a shower and go to sleep."

Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't pretend, I clearly saw you in the cafeteria, you were eating with a very beautiful young lady, and she smiled at you as a beautiful woman. International practice, Those who are out of the order have to invite the buddies who are not out of the order to dinner!"

Zheng Xueqian also booed: "Yes, yes, treat, treat! Hurry up and treat!"

It's okay to smile beautifully.

Is there such an idiom?

What's more, it's not that the master told you embarrassing things.

If someone else had such a few top-notch roommates, don't talk about being flamboyant, I'm afraid I'd be gloating and laughing.

"A der—"

Just when Hao Yungang couldn't help but want to complain, the bedroom door suddenly opened again.

It was a rare visitor who came in this time.

Brother Kening, their dormitory director, unexpectedly came back before ten o'clock.

Zheng Xueqian: "Hey, why did you come back so early?"

"Hey, it's troublesome." Facing the roommate's curious gaze, Zhu Kening put on a bitter face, and neatly placed a thick pile of waste documents on the table, "This year's welcome party, the Art Department of the Student Union requires every Every class must produce a program."

"What will happen if it doesn't come out?" The little fat man Zhou Xuan reflexively raised his eyebrows.

Zhu Kening said with a serious face, "Class points will be deducted."

Zhou Xuan said embarrassingly, "Uh, that's it... that seems to be quite serious."

In fact, Hao Yun wanted to continue to ask, what would happen if the grade was deducted, but Brother Kening did not give him a chance to torture his soul, but looked at Liang Ziyuan pleadingly.

"Brother Ziyuan...how about you cooperate with me?"

Zheng Xueqian: "?"

Zhou Xuan: "?!"

Hao Yun: "???"

Bedroom 401 was eerily quiet for a while.

Fortunately, the plectrum in Liang Ziyuan's hand only paused for half a second, and then continued to pluck the strings with an expression of indifference.

"boring."

Hearing these two words, everyone in the dormitory except Zhu Kening breathed a sigh of relief.

Good guy.

If this guy really goes up to sing, I'm afraid the auditorium will be blown up by the fleeing people.

"Desperate, this job is too difficult, it's useless to do ideological work, and no one cooperates..." Complaining in his mouth, Zhu Kening pinched his brows with a headache.

Speaking of which, it was the first time for Hao Yun to see this slightly normal expression on this guy's face.

However, no wonder.

Even thinking of such a bad idea as asking Liang Ziyuan to sing, it seems that he is indeed cornered.

Hao Yun mourned for him in his heart, then took off the towel hanging next to the cabinet, and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

However, at this moment, a line of light blue text flashed across his eyes.

[Task 2: Make sure that the program of Soft Engineering Class 1801 wins the first place at the welcome party]

Hao Yun: "...?"

Fuck?

Can two tasks be performed at the same time?

...

Although it is okay not to do the tasks of the system, for Hao Yun, this means wasting a "suspected" SSR tool man.

There is no doubt that this task is related to that Zhu teammate again.

According to the system rules, once the task fails or is abandoned, the associated target may not be able to trigger the task again for a period of time or even permanently, and even seriously reduce the potential value.

So far, Zhukning's potential value is a question mark.

Although Hao Yun was quite skeptical about his ability, he still had a little expectation.

After all, he has seen how awesome the system is.

Turning on the shower head, Hao Yun began to think in his heart while rubbing the soap.

"Anyway, there is still one week before the registration deadline, let's see if anyone has registered."

"Liang Ziyuan doesn't need to count on it... This guy will go up to perform at that time. If he gets nervous and improvises at a critical moment, he doesn't feel embarrassed. There is nothing wrong with him, and the master's mission will be blown up."

In short, there are quite a lot of talents in Class 1801.

And among those who do not have insight into their talents and potentials, there are also some versatile talents.

When the time comes, choose someone with the most potential from the reported programs to help him, maybe this task will be quite easy?

Thinking of this, Hao Yun, who climbed into bed after taking a shower, finally closed his eyes with peace of mind, and fell asleep before Comrade Zhu Kening's snoring sounded...

...

the next day.

Hao Yun got up early, washed up and went downstairs.

When passing by the gate of the dormitory management office, he stopped by and teased Ah Huang who didn't want to talk to him or catch mice, and then went straight to the school gate.

Today is Saturday and there are no classes.

And coincidentally, the school recruitment fair in the south of the city is also today.

Whether or not the system tasks can be handled depends entirely on whether the recruitment is successful or not.

In order to save time, Hao Yun, who has always been stingy, had a rare extravagance. He took an online car-hailing car at the school gate and rushed to the talent center.

Although the preparations were hasty, the staff here worked so hard to find employment for these college students, and even prepared his booth and posters in one night.

"This is your work permit. The booth is at No. 17, the fourth column in the lobby on the first floor. There will be a fifteen-minute road show at about two o'clock in the afternoon, in the auditorium No. 12."

"Our staff will bring the posters... Are you alone?"

The so-called road show is something similar to a recruitment lecture, and it is quite common in Xia Guo.

Its purpose is mainly to let the recruiter talk about the company's future planning and benefits. It is another way of publicity besides the posters in front of the booth, and it is mainly for companies that need professional talents.

Generally, the roadshows of large companies are arranged in the morning, and the time is usually two hours, which is enough for the HR sent to recruit to brag slowly on the stage. Even more powerful companies will have an event in the afternoon, where they don't talk about work but about ideals.

Anyway, regardless of whether what is said is useful or not, the newcomers in the audience will generally listen meticulously, and even take notes in a small notebook, fearing that they will be tested during the interview.

And for those small businesses, the road show is more casual.

If someone applies, it will be arranged after one o'clock in the afternoon, and it usually takes about ten minutes.

After all, it has been a long time, and no one is willing to listen.

"Well, it's just me...the road show didn't arrive until two o'clock in the afternoon?" Hao Yun muttered slightly complaining, "Isn't that all left over by others?"

The staff coughed dryly and replied officially.

"Don't worry about that... The most important thing here is talent. As long as the salary is right, I believe you will be able to hire the employees you need."

Will it really go so smoothly?

To be honest, Hao Yun didn't doubt what the staff member said, and even thought it was simpler than him at first.

After all, in his previous life, he basically stood at the selected position, and it felt like the HRs in charge of recruitment just stopped there, drank tea and waited for the resume to come to him.

However, when the school recruitment meeting officially started, he gradually began to feel a little pressure.

Even though the talent center is crowded with young faces in the aisles, few are willing to stay in front of his booth for a few seconds.

It's not that no one sends resumes.

It's just that those resumes were cast too casually.

He was so casual that it was like handing out leaflets. He dropped his resume, said thank you, and left without even planning to chat with his boss.

And it was at this time that Hao Yun realized that he had really simplified the problem.

Although Jiangcheng is a city of universities, it is known as the world's largest university city in this life, and the most indispensable thing is high-end wage earners. But there are also many high-quality companies here, such as Longwei, Dami, Tengfei and other top 100 global groups, all of which have their own research and development bases here.

If possible, of course everyone would like to work in these well-known companies. Needless to say, the salary and benefits are good, and it is also more face-saving to talk about it.

As for those small startups...

It is still quite difficult to see each other with these job seekers.

Dislike each other, that is the norm.

Sitting in front of the crowded booth, Hao Yun pondered for a long time and came to a conclusion.

The problem probably lies in the poster!

But this is unavoidable, after all, he used PPT to make this thing temporarily. Except for the basic information that is required to be written on the cover, it is almost unattractive compared with the posters in front of the surrounding booths.

"Careless..."

Looking at the indifferent crowd in front of him, Hao Yun couldn't help frowning.

Yesterday, I only went to YY to show how my supernatural powers can be used at the job fair, but I forgot that recruitment is a two-way choice.

While he was picking on others, others were also picking on him.

No matter how high the potential value is, it is useless if you don't come to his booth to submit your resume, or if you are not interested in his company.

At least so far, among those who came to submit their resumes, Hao Yun didn't even meet a job seeker who could trigger his passive.

"It's too late to redo the poster now... Can I only watch the road show in the afternoon?"

Hao Yun, who originally planned to focus his work on the audition in the morning and the road show in the afternoon, had a sense of urgency gradually rising in his heart.

Can't do it...

That might be his only hope.

...

After anxiously waiting and preparing, it finally arrived at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Hao Yun had only eaten half of the lunch box at noon, and Hao Yun, who had no appetite, went directly to the No. 12 lecture theater, took the microphone from the staff, and walked to the podium.

Looking down the stage, Hao Yun, who had finally ignited his fighting spirit, suddenly sank in his heart.

Done.

There are not many people sitting in this room!

He hasn't even started to play, the applicants sitting here sentenced him to death for the upcoming road show with expressions of lack of interest, and many buddies sitting in the back row even started to start the rice group. Examination papers for school admissions written examinations.

Good guy, dare these grandchildren just come here to rest?

Seeing that Hao Yun hadn't moved for a long time, the staff coughed lightly as a reminder.

"It's time to start."

Hao Yun is still trying to rescue him.

"Wait a little longer, wait for more people."

However, the staff standing here are obviously not as enthusiastic as they were in the morning.

Originally, he had no patience for this dawdling job, and he said impatiently as he was just waiting to get home from get off work and go to bed.

"Whatever, if you want to wait for a while, I've already started the timer."

Hao Yun: "..."

Oh, I really don't give you any face!

What about this one?

Just start talking like this?

If someone is interested, it's a fucking ghost!

Not to mention tool people with a potential value greater than 5.

But at this moment, Hao Yun, who was anxious, suddenly felt a twitch, thinking that there was still a baby lying in the system space, so he immediately turned his head wisely and looked at the staff next to him.

"Open both the front and back doors."

"Ah?" The staff member, who was pinching his watch in boredom, froze for a moment, then asked with a frown, "The corridor is full of people... don't you think it's noisy?"

Hao Yun shook his head.

"It's okay, open it."

Although confused, the staff complied with his request dubiously.

With the opening of the front and rear doors, the noisy voices from outside also drifted into the lecture theater, and those who were doing the questions all frowned and stopped writing.

Looking at the candidates whispering in the classroom, Hao Yun picked up the microphone without hesitation, and at the same time crushed the motivating gem taken out of the system space.

In an instant, the microphone in his hand seemed to be possessed by a demon, and there was a faint light that only he could see.

The light was very faint, and it was hard to even notice it if you didn't look carefully.

Just when Hao Yun was wondering why there was no response, an unknown energy suddenly overflowed from the handle of the microphone, even making his palms feel faintly hot...

coming!

That burning feeling is coming!

Taking a deep breath, Hao Yun suppressed the restless emotions in his heart.

With a calm but destined to be extraordinary tone, he started the opening remarks of this road show.

"you--"

The voice was soft, but very weighty.

Driven by an unknown force, it caught almost everyone's ears——

and soul.

"Desire to succeed?"

The moment the voice fell——

The atmosphere of the entire venue became restless!