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What is the end of all kinds of demons?

She floated in the vast sea of people, her consciousness gradually dissipated, and she seemed to be dying. Many strange animals and people surrounded her and kept shouting something. In the cloudy sky, a huge black snake is flying towards her. Its mouth and teeth are sharp, and its two huge vertical pupils shine with awe-inspiring light. But she was not afraid, and a soft sense of guilt floated slowly in her heart. Then, the whole world fell into eternal chaos together. ...

Jiang Xie looked up from his computer desk, his neck and arms were numb, and his eyes were faintly sore. After a while, I recalled my dream, took out a piece of facial tissue and wiped my eyes. The screen is still on, and the wastebasket at the foot is full of paper balls to wipe your nose.

The surrounding environment is so strange that it took Jiang Huan a long time to remember that he fell asleep at the computer desk in the Internet cafe. The night before, on this computer, her boyfriend Wu Qingning dumped her with QQ.

In fact, they have only been dating for less than three months, and they have not developed to the point of crying. However, people who are about to graduate from their senior year are inevitably a little disappointed. After breaking up, Jiang Xie simply sat in an Internet cafe and watched a TV series all night, throwing his inexplicable upset into tears and nose into the wastepaper basket.

Wu Qingning is the main force of the school basketball team and looks very attractive, so when she took the initiative to pursue it, she agreed without hesitation. Three months later, Xiaowu found herself in a daze, not the quiet and lovely girl in her mind. Jiang Xie found that Xiaowu was a bad person who was born together and lacked brains, so it was inevitable to break up.

Jiang Xie rubbed his stiff neck and slept so hard, but because of that strange dream, he felt much better. She is a guy laughed at by her friends as amnesia. If something bothers her, she will forget it the next night.

It was eight o'clock in the morning and the network manager opened the doors and windows. The dazzling sunshine made Jiang Xie's fragile eyes shed tears again. Surrounded by schoolmates, freshmen and sophomores, the graduating senior sister is still wandering in the Internet cafe all night, which is a bit embarrassing. Jiang Xie threw the paper towel into his schoolbag, left the Internet cafe with his head down and hurried to the side door of the school.

At the entrance of the Internet cafe, an SUV that had been parked all night started and stopped at the school gate until she walked past the security post, then slowly drove away.

I met several classmates and acquaintances along the way. Jiang Xie doesn't want to be seen like this. She was embarrassed to hide, thinking that she was dressed up so early. Where are they going? Senior three has no classes next semester. Thinking that her roommate might still be sleeping, Jiang Xie gently pushed open the door of 30 1 dormitory, only to find that the room was in chaos, the bed was full of clothes, Xiao Zhi was wearing a skirt, and Ai Qu was wearing mascara. See her this mess, love song with mascara scold:

"Why go! Send a text message and turn it off if you don't come back. What happened to your eyes? "

Jiang Xie said dryly: "I watched Korean dramas in Internet cafes. I was fascinated and didn't want to come back. I cried all night."

Xiao Zhi couldn't zip up and jumped up: "I said, why are you so calm and not ready for an interview?"

Jiang Huan one leng: "What interview? Is there a company to recruit today? "

"ATV host! Boss Chen said at the class meeting yesterday afternoon that you can go regardless of your major. Are you in a daze again? "

Jiang Xie's heart sank, and the class meeting was her favorite fugue opportunity. As a result, the chain fell off at the critical moment.

The love song gave her a push: "Ancestor, forget it if you are not going to put on makeup, and your eyes are crying like rotten peaches. Do you want to take a strange route? " Get dressed and wash your face! "

Jiang Xie hurriedly threw his schoolbag on the bed and stood in front of the mirror. Sure enough, he saw his eyes were red and swollen. He stayed in a smoky Internet cafe all night, and his shawl was streaked with hair. No time to wash her hair, she tied a ponytail, washed her face, put on a skirt and stuffed all kinds of documents into her bag. Ai Qu bought a mung bean popsicle from the shop downstairs and pressed it on Jiang Xie's face with wrapping paper.

"Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Anyway, CTV will stare at the beautiful women in the broadcasting host department, and the bumpkin in our journalism department is still a reporter and an editor. "

Three people rushed to the small auditorium for an interview and found that more than 200 people had gathered here. M University is famous for its many handsome guys and beautiful women, and all the people standing here are the elites.

Jiang Xie's face was upside down, with a half-melted popsicle in his hand. Several acquaintances he met in the morning looked at him with strange eyes. She began to feel that it was a mistake to come here alone.

The interview began, as usual, round after round, according to the performance score, only more talent shows and news broadcasts.

Jiang Xie felt that there was little chance anyway, so he just gave it a try, and the result was relatively easy. After singing a song in a hoarse voice, I received a 300-word press release and asked to broadcast it within two minutes.

Quick retreat is Jiang Xie's specialty, but there are cameras at the scene. She already knew that the mirror on her goose egg face was round and swollen, so today seems to be over.

After writing the manuscript, Jiang Xie was about to leave when suddenly an interviewer asked, "Although your broadcast is smooth, from the appearance, you are not fully prepared."

Jiang Xie can only say, "I was in a hurry this morning because of some accidents."

The interviewer didn't let her go, and continued to ask: "Makeup is the professional quality of a host. Do you feel from the bottom of your heart that hosting is not a serious career? "

Jiang Huan takes the golden mean: "No, it is okay to be fully prepared, but the host will often face various accidents, so the ability to deal with emergencies is also necessary."

"So, do you think you have handled it properly now?" The interviewer looked at her face, and her smile was a little ironic.

Jiang Xie had no hope, but when he said this, he aroused the stubbornness in his heart.

"Accidents are inevitable, but I didn't come here unprepared."

She opened her schoolbag, went to the examiner's desk, and put the professional course transcripts, CET-4 and CET-6 transcripts, Mandarin A cards, host cards, all-A scholarship cards and other things on the desk one by one.

"My preparation is four years of hard work. Although I didn't have time to make up for it in the morning because of an accident, I didn't throw away everything in my mind. "

Some words are neither arrogant nor polite. Several examiners handed these certificates to each other and scored thoughtfully on the evaluation form in their hands.

Jiang Xie's heart was pounding. He packed his things and was ready to run away.

"Wait a minute."

She turned around and saw an interviewer sitting in the back row, never talking.

"If you are free, come to the CCTV building this Saturday afternoon and try on the mirror." I can't see his age, silver-rimmed eyes and elegant temperament.

As soon as this was said, the candidates around immediately whispered.

"Director Bai?" Another examiner shouted doubtfully.

"Go ahead, I'll take care of this girl first." He gave a faint smile.

Dizzy out of the auditorium, Jiang Xie holding a business card, it read:

Bai Ze, producer of "Very Science"

Breaking up, watching a sad TV series all night and then interviewing, a series of things caught Jiang Xie off guard. Back in the dormitory, she felt that she was about to collapse. Thinking that today's business was over, she ate some biscuits, changed clothes and slept with her head covered all day. But when I woke up the next day, I saw two roommates looking embarrassed.

"There are two news related to you, one is bad news, and the other is ..."

Before Xiao Zhi finished, Jiang Xie had decided: "Tell the good news first."

"The other one is worse." I don't know the little black face.

"So unlucky?" Jiang Xie swallowed saliva and said, "The lesser of the two evils."

"Yesterday the school rumored that you hid the white producer. Some people say that they saw you staying outside that day and came back to school in the morning in a mess. Very ugly. "

Jiang Xie's head suddenly swelled: "I was really shot while lying down, so I took a business card." These days, a piece of paper can also take people's chastity away thousands of miles away. " The news is not the worst? ! "

"This is not as good as the back ... The worse news is that Wu Qingning somehow fell down the stairs and was seriously injured. According to Xiaowu's roommate, he was depressed before the incident and said that you dumped him. "

Love song grabbed the collar of her pajamas and shook it violently: "Come on, what's going on?" These two pieces of news are getting more and more outrageous. Now you have become a female version of Chen Shimei who abandoned the original match and hidden rules for the future! "

Jiang Xie held his forehead and looked trance. There is really no way to digest so much bad news at once.