Chapter 3

Eyes blurred!

The surroundings had completely changed!

The sky was blue, the ground was gray!

The first thing Zhang Ye felt was the change in the temperature around him. It was already August, and the air was still so hot and restless. Hmm, why does Zhang Ye always use this environmental description? It's not because his vocabulary is limited, nor is it because his cultural level is low and he only knows a few adjectives. Really, it's not, it's really not. That's because... because... forget it, you wouldn't understand our world of artists!

"Interview at ten, let's go quickly."

"Brother Sun, why are you in a hurry? You'll definitely be accepted."

"That's not certain. This time, they're only hiring two people for broadcasting, and I heard that more than twenty people passed the written test. The competition is very intense."

Because the change was too sudden, Zhang Ye lost his balance and sat on the ground. He stood up, supporting himself, and looked around with a dazed expression. This was no longer the previous hallway; he was actually standing in front of the radio station building again, right where he had just saved his progress. The conversation he heard from the job applicants was exactly the same as before. Checking his phone, he realized he had really gone back half an hour!

God! This...

No time to think about it now, the important thing is to focus!

Zhang Ye quickly reacted. Now wasn't the time to ponder this. He had to secure this broadcasting position. The save point had given him a second chance, and even if he didn't understand it, he had to seize this opportunity. Instead of going upstairs, he took out his phone and quickly searched online. Since he had memorized the first sentence of the interview question, it was easy to find. Zhang Ye quickly found the source of the article, which was a master's thesis by an unknown student at a university in the south. The interviewer probably just found it randomly online. He had only about twenty-five minutes left, so he started reciting the thousand-word script without hesitation! Fortunately, it wasn't an ancient text or a famous work. The thesis wasn't overly pedantic, and each sentence was logically connected and reasonable. Zhang Ye had also studied some law, so he already knew some of the sentences, making it less difficult.

He had to memorize it, success or failure depended on this!

...

At the interview location in the radio station building.

The female assistant opened the door and looked at the list, "Zhang Ye." No one responded, so she called again, "Is Zhang Ye here? It's your turn!"

At the end of the corridor, Zhang Ye walked quickly, muttering to himself, "I'm here, I'm here!"

The female assistant was extremely puzzled. Over the years, she had interviewed hundreds of people, but this was the first time she saw someone reciting a mantra while applying for a job. Were monks and Taoists also preparing to work?

Inside the room.

During the break, eight people were drinking tea and exchanging opinions.

Li Honglian, in her forties, said disappointedly, "This batch of interviewees is too ordinary."

Zhao Guozhou, a few years older, added, "Yes, they are much worse than the ones in the first half of the year. What's the point of good written test scores if they lack the ability?"

A young man behind them said, "Leaders, there are still many people left. There should be some good ones."

"Hopefully, but I don't think so," Zhao Guozhou said, sipping his tea. "The previous candidate, Xiao Xu, was pretty good. If no one else is suitable, we'll take him."

Li Honglian glanced at him, "I also think Xiao Xu is good."

At this moment, the door was knocked on, and the next interviewee, Zhang Ye, entered.

The group stopped their conversation and turned their critical eyes toward him.

"Hello, teachers," Zhang Ye greeted. Knowing that his self-introduction would be interrupted, he changed his approach this time. He was more relaxed, but deep down, he still felt a bit不服气 (unwilling to accept defeat) and annoyed. His temper had always been quite strong. "My real name is Zhang Ye."

Zhao Guozhou laughed, "So you have an artistic name?"

Zhang Ye replied casually, "I have two artistic names, one is Zhang Tenglan, and the other is Zhang Jingkong."

These two "greats" no longer existed in this world, and the interviewers didn't understand what he meant, unknowingly being teased by Zhang Ye.

Li Honglian ignored Zhang Ye and looked at his resume.

The result was the same, the same scene, the same expressions. This time, Zhang Ye noticed that two of the interviewers subtly frowned, indicating dissatisfaction with his appearance. Strangely, even in the radio industry, where listeners can't see the faces, the standard for broadcasters was still to be good-looking. What does "good-looking" mean? It means being more attractive than the vast majority of people. This has always been the case in the broadcasting industry.

Zhao Guozhou and Li Honglian, the two main examiners, were responsible for the two vacant broadcasting positions. They were very serious about selecting candidates, as no one wanted problems in their department. When they saw Zhang Ye, who had an average appearance and no work experience, they had already crossed him off mentally. Even if he were a graduate from a broadcasting program, there were many such graduates, and only a few of them became hosts. The rest were just a small, extremely excellent group.

Zhao Guozhou and Li Honglian exchanged glances, understanding each other's attitude—this person definitely wouldn't do. They decided to give him a random question to dismiss him quickly, without wasting time.

Li Honglian took out a script in the same manner as before, glanced at Zhang Ye, and said, "The interview has two questions. The first one, read the script as quickly as possible, then recite it without looking."

Zhang Ye, who had already known their attitude from the save point, took the script without any expression.

Sure enough, after just ten seconds, Li Honglian harshly pulled the script back, "Alright, start reciting."

The other interviewers were also clear. Ten seconds? Even a seasoned professional in the industry couldn't memorize more than a hundred words in ten seconds. They could read about two hundred words in ten seconds, but even if the candidate recited two hundred words, they would only score forty or fifty points. Why? Because the script was over nine hundred words, and two hundred words was only one-fifth of it! If someone could recite three hundred words in ten seconds, they would score a hundred points, but everyone knew that was impossible.

This was clearly a deliberate challenge, and they were indirectly telling Zhang Ye that his conditions and abilities were insufficient. However, what surprised them was that Zhang Ye didn't question the ten-second memorization time and remained calm, sitting back down.

Li Honglian was taken aback, trying to find signs of indignation or surprise on Zhang Ye's face but found nothing.

The other interviewers were also puzzled. Was this guy really stupid or really stupid or really stupid? They were so difficult to him, and he didn't even react? It seemed they were right; such a stupid guy wouldn't be useful even if he were hired. He was so dull and not at all clever, and wouldn't achieve anything.

Zhao Guozhou urged, "Start! Hurry up! There are many people waiting behind!"

Li Honglian and the other interviewers had already scored Zhang Ye, knowing the results without even listening. One gave him twenty points, another fifteen, very low scores. They had already moved on to the next candidate's resume.

The more they urged, the calmer Zhang Ye became. He looked at them and recited with a rhythmic tone, "Notarization is a special judicial activity that ensures the implementation of our country's laws and maintains social order. Notarization is an activity where notary institutions, based on the application of natural persons, legal entities, or other organizations, provide proof of various civil legal acts, events with legal significance, or documents according to legal procedures. The notarization process must be based on the law..."

When he recited the first hundred words, Zhao Guozhou raised his head.

When he recited the first two hundred words, Li Honglian exclaimed in surprise and looked at him.

But when he recited the first three hundred words, all the interviewers put down their papers and stared at Zhang Ye in shock!

Zhang Ye was unaffected by anyone, reciting fluently, "If the parties provide false materials or fail to comply with the notarized legal documents, it will have a negative impact on the reputation of the notary. Therefore, integrity is the foundation of the notary industry..."

In the eyes of Zhao Guozhou and Li Honglian, reciting three hundred words was already a miracle, an impossible feat, but Zhang Ye was still reciting!

"This..."

Three hundred words!

Five hundred words!

Eight hundred words!

The interviewers were stunned!

When he recited the last paragraph, Zhang Ye remained calm, "As an important form of integrity, notarization is the most acceptable and adoptable means for people to obtain integrity in the construction of a social integrity system." He paused, cleared his throat, "Thank you, teachers, I have finished reciting!"

A female interviewer's pen fell to the ground, rolling away!

Zhao Guozhou was stunned, turning to Li Honglian, "Old Li? Is this... correct?"

Li Honglian looked at the script in her hand, gasping, "Nine hundred and twenty words, not a single mistake!"

The interviewer on the far left almost fell off his chair, exclaiming, "How did you do that? Ten seconds? You remembered it all?"

Zhang Ye smiled slightly, "I read things pretty fast, and my memory is quite strong. I can get the gist of it with a quick glance."

Ten seconds was just enough to skim through nine hundred words. You're not just fast; you're incredibly fast! The interviewer wanted to ask if Zhang Ye had memorized the thesis before, but he knew it was impossible. The thesis was unknown and randomly found online, and there was no way Li Honglian could have leaked the question in advance.

What the hell! Are you even human?!

Zhang Ye's performance stunned everyone!

The interviewers were amazed, feeling as if they had seen a ghost!