Soon, a subtle dividing line appeared between the new and old invigilators.

They have different vocabulary names, different clothing, different living habits, and even more different attitudes to the system, making it difficult to integrate them together.

In the first period, this difference almost became their daily conversation topic.

Qin Jue often heard his colleagues talk about these things in casual conversation. Most of the time, he was always indifferent to listen lazily and did not participate. Only when they talked about examiner a, he would turn his attention to him.

Qin Jue has heard a lot of statements about examiner a.

It is said that he has a lot of connection with the system and is a special existence among the invigilators.

He said that he was always unkind when doing things, like a piece of ice that would never melt.

He said that even his residence was less fireworks than others, and he also placed a confinement room to punish candidates with special circumstances.

Saying that he is like a systematic anthropomorphism.

...

When Qin Zuo heard some descriptions, he was stunned for a moment.

It is obviously a very normal description, but he will feel a little subtle dissatisfaction, but he cannot tell the origin of this emotion.

Once, my colleagues stopped halfway through chatting. The group of people looked at him and asked carefully, "What's wrong?"

Qin Jue turned his cup and paused, raised his eyes and said, "What's wrong?"

"You've been frowning just now, and I thought I'd said the wrong thing."

"I frowned?"

If it weren't for his colleagues, he wouldn't even realize it.

Everyone at the table was waiting for him to write down. He gently shaved his eyebrows twice and his expression returned to normal.

He smiled and continued their words casually: "I just think that the examiner doesn't like me very much, and I don't know anything else."

Two sticks actually said, "It's a bit...I think too."

Qin Jue was not happy to hear this kind of agreement, but this is indeed a fact in the eyes of many people.

New and old invigilators rarely overlap in the examination room allocation, but there is no intersection, especially within the invigilator area.

Qin Jue has worked with many initial invigilators, but there is no examiner a.

It would be fine once or twice, but as many times as you spend a long time... it would be too unfortunate. So he had an illusion that it was as if the examiner had deliberately avoided those occasions to avoid having too much contact and cooperation with him.

He really couldn't find the reason, so he could only blame the examiner A for not liking him.

Not long after, the newly added invigilators had a deeper understanding of the system's out of control, which made the dividing line between them and the initial invigilators wider and wider.

By the time they realized it, they had become two distinct factions.

The initial invigilators advocated step by step and correcting and adjusting the system bit by bit, which was a moderate. The new invigilators advocated making drastic moves and scrapping the entire system if they didn't work, and they were hardliners.

Of course, the so-called factions are not placed on the surface. No one will yell at how to deal with them under the system's full-scale monitoring, but everyone knows it clearly in their hearts.

Different concepts are different, and there are more and more problems between the two camps, so meetings have become commonplace.

They need an occasion to throw out conflicts and oppositions.

Qin Jue and examiner A finally had more intersections, but every time it was accompanied by conflicts and disputes.

The conference table was very long, and they sat at both ends, surrounded by fierce verbal battles.

It's strange that the previous cooperation was actually very interesting. If Qin Jue and A got along well in that environment, they would be very happy and could even become friends.

But a avoided it all.

Nowadays, the atmosphere of these meetings is always intense and chaotic. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the worst environment to get along with, but every part comes.

Many times, Qin Jue suddenly felt that a was watching him.

He looked up and sometimes saw examiner A looking down at the documents on the table, sometimes he really met A's sight.

The other party's eyes passed through the chaos and quarrels and quietly came over. Qin Jue couldn't see clearly what was in his eyes, what was he thinking...

The light is too dazzling, the table is too long.

At some very occasional moments, Qin Zhao suddenly had some illusions. He felt that this kind of mutual view of conflict and opposition seemed familiar. He seemed to have been watching someone for such a long time, but he couldn't remember it. Maybe it was in a dream.

I don’t know when he saw examiner A more and more times.

Sometimes they each brought a group of people and passed by each other in the corridor of the conference room or outside the Gemini Building.

Sometimes he would see the black car. Through the window, he could not see the other person's face, and he didn't know why the other person was parked on the street.

Once, it was getting night and the street lights were on.

Qin Jue and several colleagues came out of the Gemini Building and were about to walk towards the residence. When they were about to enter the door, they looked into the distance as if they were sensing.

A familiar car parked on the street corner, pulling down long shadows.

When his colleague saw him suddenly stopping, he stopped and asked him what was wrong.

He said, "It's nothing, you guys go back first, I have something to do."

The colleague was confused for a while, and without a doubt, he was there. Several people greeted him and entered the residential area with a chat and smiled.

The voices went away and the surroundings became quiet again.

Qin Jue looked at the silent black in the corner of the street and suddenly felt an impulse.

He wanted to walk over and talk to the people in the car, and he could do anything.

Their camps are opposite, and they always speak with a hint of fire, medicine, and smell. This way, there is never a chat on the roadside, but there is actually nothing to say.

But when Qin Jue realized it, he was already standing by the car door.

He held the roof of the car with one hand and bent down and knocked on the window.

Examiner A sat in the driver's seat and could vaguely see the outline of his side face. His hand seemed to move, as if he was going to put down the car window.

Suddenly, the top of the white lamp post of the street lamp flashed twice, a very small one, like an instrument's prompt light, and also like an eye, directly facing Qin Jue.

He looked up and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of disgust.

And when he turned around, examiner A seemed to have just withdrawn his gaze from somewhere, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line.

In the end, examiner a did not open the car window.

The horn sounded, and Qin Jue stood up and saw the examiner shaking his cell phone. Then, the car drove away without looking back.

He took out his phone and there was a new message on the screen.

The message came from a strange number, and it was a cold tone:

If you have something to do, what will you say at a meeting tomorrow?

Qin Jue raised his eyes against the lamppost.

The night lights shone down from above, reflecting a yellow and white light in front of me, which was a bit dazzling.

He blinked, squinted his eyes and looked at the end of the long street. The black car shadow had already slid into the night...

He thought about the indescribable feeling and suddenly realized that he might have fallen in love with someone.

He likes examiner A, but opposes the other party's position, so they are still opponents.

They would still sit at both ends of the long table, fighting with the two sides, confronting each other, and fighting against each other...

But he wanted to trick the other party into the lead.

The author has something to say: This chapter is short and worthy of criticism...

I came back from overtime today and I still have some work to deal with later. I will put this part first. The next chapter is written until the memories are over.
Chapter completed!