This was not the first time Zuo Yamei came here. She walked through the corridor familiarly and opened the door closest to her. It was a large rectangular room with lights on. In the middle is a huge long table with a dozen chairs placed along the table. Against the wall are rows of wooden lockers and benches.
Zuo Yamei opened the locker, took off her cloak, arranged it carefully and hung it in the wardrobe. He carefully arranged his hair and clothes in front of the glass mirror inlaid on the inside of the door. After making sure that there were no omissions, he took out a pair of shoes from the lower level of the locker.
These shoes are very rare - a pair of black pumps with deerskin leather. This was made by shoemakers that the Senate found among European prisoners in labor camps. After providing him with multiple pairs of worn-out modern leather shoes as samples and a full set of technical information, he finally made decent modern style leather shoes.
Naturally, this kind of purely handmade product is not very efficient, and is limited by the supply cost of leather. The output is not large, and only a few styles are produced in small batches for use by the Senate and some naturalized workers who need to wear uniforms and "pay attention to appearance". Zuo Yamei's pair of shoes was only distributed after she was selected to participate in training here - they are kept in the locker on weekdays and only worn when coming to training.
She carefully wiped the uppers of her shoes to make sure there was no dirt. Then she looked at herself in the mirror for the last time, took out her name tag and clipped it to her collar, and locked the door of the locker room.
Next door to the dressing room is the dressing room, but the notice for today's gathering of "Chang<Feng" Literature cfwx.net clearly stated "no makeup", so she did not go in. Go directly to the physical training room in the back.
This is the third time she has come here since she participated in the selection, after the primary and second elections. There are not many people left. Zuo Yamei felt a little nervous - since the maid training class was reorganized into the College of Arts and Sciences, she went from being the last graduate of the maid training class to the first batch of graduates of the College of Arts and Sciences.
Although she was no longer a "slave" in the general office after the restructuring, she and her sisters in the same situation were still very disappointed when they lost the opportunity to be a "slave" of the elders. Everyone knows that if you can work as a "life secretary" for the chief. In the future, she may become a maid and concubine of a senator. If she gives birth to a boy and a girl, and the mother is more precious than the son, she will definitely be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of her life. In particular, her scores and ratings were among the best in the training class. Even her teachers said it was a pity when she was included in the graduation list.
But recently, she has not been so regretful: Zuo Yamei has never seen pork and has seen pigs running away: the chief will definitely have many wives and concubines in the future, and there will be no shortage of jealousy in the family. The conflict became acute for a woman with a refugee background like herself. Coming from a humble background and having no one in her natal family, she was a natural target for bullying. If the doctor is meaner. Not to mention glory and wealth, even his life may not be saved. It was not uncommon in the Ming Dynasty for an eldest woman to torture her maids and concubines to death.
Although the chiefs are more approachable and friendly than the rich people of the Ming Dynasty, they are only as different as a married woman and a concubine. This kind of thing will happen. It's nothing more than a matter of degree.
Some of my seniors did become "big ladies", but they were very few. Most people are still nameless "life secretaries" even if they have children for the elders, so her mood for becoming a "life secretary" has also cooled down a lot.
This time, she was suddenly notified to participate in the selection of literary and artistic groups, which caught her off guard. After joining the national police, she was not used to the high-intensity work here, but more than a year of intensive education gave her a better foundation than others, and she learned to adapt. Very fast too. What's more, I'm already somewhat familiar with work now.
However, Zuo Yamei immediately realized the significance of the selection. She had already received physical and dance training in the maid training class, and had also observed some "shadow plays" of "Australian song and dance" and personal demonstration performances by female veterans. I know the elders like "Australian Song and Dance" very much. As a maid trainee, when she served as a waiter at annual gatherings and other elder gatherings, she saw with her own eyes the intoxicating and enthusiastic emotions of the leaders when the female elders danced - although those dances seemed a bit too much to Zuo Yamei. Wild”.
If we can go further in this regard. Gaining the favor of the elders in this way, even if you don't become a life secretary, will be of great benefit to the future.
With this idea in mind, Zuo Yamei tried her best to show the various knowledge and skills she learned in the maid training class during the selection, and tried hard to imitate the "Australian style" learned from the "internal reference film" and the female veteran ” words and deeds. After successfully passing two rounds of selection, the results of the selection will be announced today.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The homework assigned to them by Liu Shuixin after the last selection was reviewed over and over again in their minds: memorizing a minute and a half of dance and a song.
Dancing is not too difficult for Zuo Yamei. In the maid training class, her performance in physical dance has always been good, but singing is difficult - there are vocal exercises in the training class, and they have heard as many modern songs as naturalized citizens. Most of them have hummed in private to some extent, but have never seriously learned to sing.
She knows her voice well: it's not sweet, and sometimes it's out of tune.
I wonder if I can get into the teacher’s eyes during today’s selection? Zuo Yamei felt unsure because there were nearly forty people entering the third round of selection, almost all of whom were graduates and current students of the maid training class and the current Women's College of Arts and Sciences. She is very aware of the teaching strength of the Women's College of Arts and Sciences in this area. In particular, she heard from a school girl that the College of Arts and Sciences has opened a special major in literature and art, specializing in cultivating girls who can use musical instruments, sing and dance.
If it were them, their strength would definitely be above his own. Zuo Yamei couldn't help but secretly worry - it was said that more than half of the candidates would be eliminated in this selection.
The rehearsal room was already filled with young girls, all wearing the same style of clothes as Zuo Yami. Some of them she knew, and they greeted each other quietly. Other than that, most people were silent, and some simply closed their eyes, but they couldn't hide their nervousness. Zuo Yamei was also a little nervous. I looked and the first group had already entered. She had already received her number when she left last time and was assigned to the fifth group.
The door to the rehearsal room was closed, and vague music could be heard coming from inside: after passing the last audition, she and all the qualified candidates had stayed here for two days and one night to rehearse the dance of this piece.
As soon as she heard this song, Zuo Yamei became more and more nervous. He could not help but imitate it with his fingers.
Just as I was nervous, the music inside stopped, and then someone seemed to be talking. A few minutes later, the door of the rehearsal room opened, and the first group of girls who participated in the election came out. The girls standing outside the door automatically separated a path for them to pass. Although everyone came out with a nonchalant expression, you can still see the joy, worry and disappointment between their brows.
Although the official results will not be announced until a few days after all interviews are completed, their performance in the selection and the attitude of the judges can already explain a lot of problems.
The last girl in the first group came out, and Zuo Yamei recognized her: this was her school girl Lin Aili. She was said to be a school girl, but in fact she had been in school for a long time: she was sent to Lingao Laide from Guangzhou Station. She was less than ten years old, and after finishing junior high school in Fangcaodi, she transferred to the maid training class. Probably because she was raised in Fangcaodi, Lin Aili's figure, temperament and demeanor are most similar to those of "Australians" compared to other girls. There was a heated discussion in the maid training class about which elder she would be chosen to be. After the training class was changed to the College of Arts and Sciences, she officially transferred to the literature and art major. He is a super popular figure in the selection.
As soon as she came out, she was surrounded by several girls she knew and asked questions. Zuo Yamei felt a little ashamed and moved further away.
There were six people in one group, and after four groups passed without stopping, someone finally came out to greet them: "The fifth group is ready to enter! Get ready to dance."
Zuo Yamei took a deep breath, moved her body, and touched her clothes for the last time. Walked in as the staff greeted me.
The lights in the rehearsal room were bright, and there was a row of long tables in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror wall. Seven or eight "chiefs" were sitting behind the tables - they were all different in height, short, fat, and thin. Some people Zuo Yamei had seen before, and some were... appears for the first time.
What surprised her the most was that there was actually an old boss in the national police: Wu Ciren.
Wu Ciren is the director of the Traffic Police Department and has almost no interaction with Zuo Yamei. However, his unusual height and weight make him a "giant" in the local area, so he is very well-known among the national police.
Such a strong man is also interested in literature and art? Zuo Yamei was a little surprised - she knew a little bit about Australian culture: this oriental chief with long flowing hair, which is rare among male chiefs, is the look of "Australian literature and art".
Another person she was familiar with was Liu Shuixin, the teacher who taught them dance. She looked haggard, as if she was overworked.
Temporary numbering papers were stuck on the smooth Paulownia floor. Everyone stood in position according to their group number and bowed together: "Good evening."
"Hello." Liu Shuixin was the host of the selection. "Today is the third round of selection, and it is also the final selection." She emphasized "final", "Which of you can stay depends on your performance this time. .Please work hard to express yourself."
"is teacher."
"The following is the dance session."
Liu Shuixin nodded to an elder next to him. Okamoto pressed the button of the recorder, and the melody immediately flowed out of the speaker of the recorder.
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