As the front projection lights up.
[Impromptu performance test] Several big words appeared on the screen.
What about [a letter from home], [funny cats], [celebrating Chinese Valentine’s Day alone], etc.
The above lists a total of thirty real question ranges for improvisation.
While Nan Zhen'er was waiting outside, she heard from a classmate who had finished the last reexamination.
In the impromptu performance session, the interviewer randomly selects topics.
Interviewers are free to express themselves according to the selected topics.
But don’t go off topic.
Nan Zhen'er opened her eyes wide and browsed the big screen, subconsciously pinching the corners of her clothes with her fingers.
It's a sign of nervousness.
The above performance questions sound quite simple.
But she didn't come from a major, so she was worried that she wouldn't perform well in the future.
And most importantly, she doesn’t know which one the interviewer will randomly assign to her.
What if it's what she's least good at.
"Mr. Ou, it's up to you to choose the topic this time." One of the interviewers said.
Nan Zhen'er subconsciously withdrew her gaze and looked at Ou Cheng.
Ou Cheng's handsome face was filled with a smile, and he slid the mouse back and forth, finally settling on the thirtieth question.
It was added last by Nan Xing.
【Food fight】.
The content is explained as follows:
The heroine has lived with her vicious stepmother since she was a child, and the family conditions are very poor.
One morning, my weak and incompetent father was not at home.
The heroine and her stepsister had a dispute over a drawer of xiaolongbao.
The heroine hadn't had a full meal in a long time. She found Xiao Long Bao in the kitchen, so she wolfed it down and stuffed it into her mouth.
At this time, my stepsister discovered her and informed her stepmother.
The stepmother rushed into the kitchen angrily, snatched the xiaolongbao from the heroine's arms, and slapped the heroine hard.
The above is the proposition content of [Food Fight].
"this……"
Nan Zhen'er read the entire question, her limbs were so stiff that she could hardly move.
Are you sure this is really an impromptu performance and not just trying to fool her?
And she came to the interview alone, which meant it was a one-person improvisational performance.
But this [Food Fight] clearly requires three people to complete.
How could she do it alone?
Nan Zhen'er suddenly felt a little angry and justified.
"Hello interviewer, may I ask if this question is in the wrong place?"
"I'm only one person, but I just read the question and found that it takes three people to complete it."
"I might not be able to do this food fight just now."
"So, interviewer, can you give me another proposition?"
As soon as Nan Zhen'er said this, several interviewers looked at each other.
Knowing Nan Zhen'er's answer just now, it is undoubtedly a taboo in a workplace interview.
Ou Cheng's eyebrows furrowed in displeasure and his face darkened.
Still want to change the title?
hehe.
Beautiful thought!
Now you can step into this office and have the opportunity to stand up and take the re-examination.
It's already a compliment to you.
The person you offended is our boss.
Ou Cheng opened the mineral water next to him and took a sip, "This classmate, have you never watched the TV series?"
"How will the performance be performed if there are twin characters? Will one person play multiple roles?"
"Or take the recently popular "Shen Yin" as an example. Is the water condensation beast and Feng Yin played by the heroine alone?"
Nan Zhen'er was speechless when asked.
Especially when Ou Cheng spoke with a straight face, Nan Zhen'er, who was already nervous, felt even more embarrassed.
Haha, idiot.
Nanxing, who was hiding behind the blinds, tried hard not to laugh.
After struggling with her thoughts, Nan Zhen'er bit her lip.
"Mr. Ou, I heard that Xingyao has signed a new contract with an artist named Song Yu'er?"
"It just so happens that my dad's company's new quarter brand clothing is about to be launched, and we need to find a new spokesperson. I can recommend..."
At this time, Ou Cheng's face was like an eggplant beaten by frost.
He looked at Nan Zhen'er not far away as if he was mentally retarded.
This is a damn thing.
Do you want to please him, or do you want to kill him?
The company has clear regulations, regardless of whether you are an executive with important responsibilities or a title.
Never give employees benefits based on personal position convenience.
Don't tell me that the boss is here today.
Even if he wasn't present, he would never allow this to happen.
Ou Cheng: "This classmate, this is an interview site, not a vegetable market,"
“Can I still bargain??”
"Please correct your attitude!"
In an instant, Nan Zhen'er blushed.
After saying that, Ou Cheng opened the phone screen and sent a message to Nan Xing inside.
[Boss, this stupid roe deer has a rectum connected to his brain. I really can’t sit still. 】
Nanxing forgot to turn his cell phone on silent.
WeChat suddenly made a sound in the cubicle.
Several people outside looked inside in unison.
"Sorry, my other phone."
Ou Cheng slightly clenched his left hand into a fist like a microphone, put it to his mouth and coughed twice.
The next second, everyone's attention was immediately withdrawn.
Nan Xing: [Just get used to it, don’t use your thinking to challenge the IQ of abnormal people. 】
Ou Cheng read the news: [Hahahahaha...]
In order to take into account his mature and stable image, he punched his thigh under the table hard.
Try not to laugh out loud.
"Your name is Nan Zhen'er, right?" One of the executives picked up his resume and glanced at it.
"Um."
"Can we start please?"
"I..." Nan Zhen'er hesitated indirectly and said cautiously: "Is it true that I can't change it anymore?"
"Okay," the executive smiled implicitly at her, and then pressed the internal answering phone, "Xiao Zhao, let the next person come in for the interview."
Nan Zhen'er: "..."
When Nan Zhen'er heard this, she panicked instantly.
He hurriedly raised his hand to write a report: "Interviewer, I can do it! Please give me a chance."
Through the blinds, Nan Xing's eyes were raised, revealing a fox-like sly smile.
The executive received Ou Cheng's eye signal and dialed the internal phone number again, "Xiao Zhao, wait a moment."
When the other party hung up the phone, Nan Zhener closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
It seemed like he was risking his life.
She looked around her surroundings and saw two tables next to her.
In addition to this, there are some props available for use on the table.
Nan Xing sent a message to Ou Cheng.
Immediately, someone brought in the xiaolongbao prepared in advance.
The xiaolongbao was taken out of the microwave and was still steaming fragrantly.
When Nan Zhen'er saw this, she was dumbfounded.
Depend on!
Is this really true for her? ?
She thought that as long as she had props to pretend, it would be enough.
So is she really going to eat it soon?
Facing the expectant eyes of the three interviewers, Nan Zhener started her performance in a hurry.
At first it was the heroine’s hungry inner monologue.
Then when I found the xiaolongbao in the kitchen, I quickly grabbed one and stuffed it into my mouth.
Nan Zhen'er knew that this re-examination did not leave a very good impression on the interviewer, so she worked very hard when performing.
The glory of the eldest lady in the past was all put aside.
Using his hands together, he watched the people coming from behind while devouring his food.
belch.
Due to excessive force, I accidentally choked.
