Chapter 369 [Extra: Bamboo Sheng] (1) You are hired

"Just turn around and come sideways, yes."

"Then put your hand down on your chin, look away from the camera, and look at the sky."

"With your temperament, don't make unnecessary expressions. You don't need to smile. Be more cool."

"Very good, that's it."

By the West Lake, under the willow trees.

The branches and leaves are swaying, and catkins are flying.

A woman stood by the lake, posing in various poses with an indifferent expression.

She was wearing a light blue striped shirt and jeans. She was tall, with long hair reaching her waist, and a very unique temperament, like a white lotus blooming on the edge of the West Lake.

The passage of time has left almost no trace on her face, and her snow-like skin has carved out a work of art that makes passers-by stop subconsciously, but dare not look too much, as if they are afraid of disturbing her.

On the other side, the photographer wearing a white shirt and black hot pants put down the camera in his hand after finishing the shooting, then loosened his hair and tied it into a high ponytail.

"Okay, now that we've finished shooting, I'll treat you to a meal." The photographer flipped her hair around her ears and said, "I haven't seen you for several months."

"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng nodded gently and said calmly, "Where are you going?"

"The Yuhang Restaurant next door, let's have some home-cooked food."

Following the photographer, Yan Zhusheng got into her car and fastened her seat belt on the passenger seat.

Looking at the scenery outside the window slowly receding, Yan Zhusheng asked: "How long will we stay this time?"

"About a week." The photographer held the steering wheel and drove steadily. "I'll probably go to their place for a meal in the middle. Do you want to come with me?"

"Not going."

"Ying Xiangtao is going to junior high school."

"I won't go." Yan Zhusheng turned to look out the window, "As long as they are happy, it's fine for me to be alone."

"It's okay just to have a meal." The photographer said, "You usually live alone and have no one to talk to, so it's easy for you to have psychological problems."

"If you travel alone, there won't be any problems?"

"That's my job." The photographer pointed to the shooting equipment in the back seat, "I have to deal with people, just like now, my dear model sister."

"You go ahead, I won't go."

Unable to call her, the photographer gave up.

Driving to Yuhang Restaurant, the two of them walked upstairs.

The photographer asked for a window seat and took Yan Zhusheng to sit down.

During the meal, most of the photographers were talking, chatting with her about things they encountered while working outside.

Yan Zhusheng just listened, nodding occasionally and echoing a few words.

In the middle of the process, the photographer suddenly stopped talking. He was looking through his WeChat on his mobile phone and didn't know who he was chatting with.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yan Zhusheng calmly looked at the scenery outside the window. He just wanted to go home early, listen to music, or hum a song.

But when the photographer ended the chat on WeChat, he suddenly looked sad and asked the waiter to serve some wine and pour a small glass for Yan Zhusheng.

"It's a rare occasion to meet you. Let's have a drink with me."

Yan Zhusheng looked at the small glass of wine in front of him and was slightly startled: "You don't seem to drink normally."

"I'm in a bad mood today."

“Who were you chatting with on WeChat just now?”

"A junior high school classmate." The photographer drank down the glass of wine in one gulp, frowned his delicate brows, clicked his tongue a little, filled the glass again, and then asked Yan Zhusheng, "Has Zhusheng ever been in love?"

"No." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "I'm not interested in love."

"Then you just haven't found someone you like."

"Have you met?"

"I met him when I was a kid." The photographer smiled sweetly, and then took a bitter sip of wine, "But he probably lost me."

"Why don't you just go find him?" Yan Zhusheng asked puzzledly.

"I don't want it." The photographer waved his hand, raised his glass and touched it with Yan Zhusheng.

Yan Zhusheng had no choice but to raise his glass and take a sip.

"So you like him?"

"I like it." The photographer said two words without thinking, and then immediately added, "I liked it when I was a kid, but I don't like it now."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded lightly.

"You've never been in love, haven't you ever liked someone else?" the photographer asked curiously.

"No."

"It must be that you usually come into contact with too few people." The photographer pointed, "You are usually bored at home. It's a shame to meet someone you like."

"I'm not interested in men." Yan Zhusheng shook his head and said calmly.

"Really or not." The photographer hugged his chest exaggeratedly and looked at her suspiciously, "Then I have to be more careful with you."

"..." Yan Zhusheng looked at her, knowing of course that she was joking, but it was really rare for her body movements to be so exaggerated, "Are you drunk?"

"You're looking down on me? I've only had two drinks."

"Can you edit videos?" Yan Zhusheng suddenly asked suddenly.

"Ah?" The photographer was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "It's a bit insulting to ask a photographer if he knows how to edit."

"I want to find someone to take care of my Douyin account and cut some videos of me singing or practicing piano." Yan Zhusheng said, "Are you free?"

"Me?" the photographer frowned, "I guess I don't have that much time to help you with this, but..."

Hearing what Yan Zhusheng said, the photographer suddenly thought of something and his face suddenly hesitated.

"But what?" Yan Zhusheng asked doubtfully.

"I have a recommendation."

"who?"

"Well...one of my...classmates."

"Girl?"

"Boys."

"No." Yan Zhusheng refused without hesitation.

"No, you should think about it first."

"No." Yan Zhusheng shook his head and said, "Men are too troublesome and will cause unnecessary interference to me."

"Don't think too much, he will definitely not like you."

Yan Zhusheng: "...?"

"Um...I don't mean to say anything bad about you." The photographer waved his hands quickly and said with a smile, "But I can guarantee that he will never harass you."

Yan Zhusheng fell into silence for a moment when he heard what she said.

She is actually very smart. After contacting each other, she came up with a guess: "Is this the one you like?"

"I don't like it," the photographer denied.

"The one you liked when you were a kid."

"……yes."

"Then you ask him to come over. I have to give him an interview." Yan Zhusheng was a little curious. He didn't know who this person was and how he could be so obsessed with this guy across from him.

"No, no, no, can you try another way? I don't really want to see him."

"Then what do you want?"

"Ahem...otherwise..."

…

One night.

Li Luo had just walked downstairs, and everyone was pushing carts to sell fried noodles in the nearby busy streets.

As a result, I received a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Lu skewers?"

"Give it a few strokes." Li Luo said speechlessly, "I'm out at the stall, don't waste my time."

"My treat."

"I'm not going." Li Luo said impatiently, "My mother is in the hospital and is short of money. You still owe tens of thousands, so just let's get it done."

"...Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Li Luo was silent for a moment, walked downstairs with an unshaven beard, and rode a stroller to a nearby street intersection.

At the age of thirty-four this year, he not only accomplished nothing, but because Lin Xiuhong was hospitalized, he shamelessly borrowed a lot of money from someone and accumulated a lot of debt.

Because of Wei Dongrong's real estate project, the family's wealth has long been emptied.

If you encounter a serious illness all of a sudden, you won't be able to spare much money at all.

I borrowed some from my uncle and aunts, and then borrowed some from my second grandfather and my third grandfather's house.

Now that Li Guohong is even planning to sell his house, Li Luo is no longer willing to let go of his face.

Not only did he ask his good brother to borrow money, he also went to Sister Youyu.

Obviously, the previous investment of 800,000 yuan has not been repaid, but now it is really difficult to repay this favor in a lifetime.

Thinking about how much money he owed, Li Luo walked with heavy steps and sold fried noodles on the street.

Just when he was busy late at night and early in the morning, a tall and strong figure appeared in front of the stall.

"Boss, please have two portions of fried noodles." A familiar voice appeared in Li Luo's ears, making him stunned for a moment.

Looking up, he saw Zhao Rongjun standing opposite with a smile, pointing to the braised meat next to him and saying, "Two more chicken legs, one duck head, fried noodles, remember to make one spicy and the other not, add ham sausage and eggs."

Li Luo opened his mouth. There were gradually fewer people on the street in the early morning. If he remembered correctly, Zhao Rongjun got off work at nine o'clock in the evening and should be sleeping soundly in bed at this moment.

"Can you finish two portions of fried noodles by yourself?" Li Luo laughed and said, "Does your wife eat it too?"

"She's eating shit." Zhao Rongjun rolled his eyes, then pointed to the plastic folding table and chairs behind Li Luo, "You don't have much business now, just have two drinks with your buddy."

"……good."

According to their respective tastes, Li Luo skillfully fried two bowls of fried noodles, added chicken legs and duck heads, and served them on the small plastic table.

At this time, Zhao Rongjun had already taken out two bottles of beer from his foam box and sat down on the plastic chair, squeaking.

The two sat down facing each other. Zhao Rongjun didn't say anything more to him and started slurping noodles.

"Your fried noodles are indeed nothing to say." Zhao Rongjun was sweating profusely after eating. He picked up a beer and clinked glasses with Li Luo, and then let out a comfortable sigh, "Anyway, it's much more delicious than what my wife makes."

"If it's delicious, eat more." Li Luo didn't have much appetite, so he stopped after taking a few bites and drank by himself.

When Zhao Rongjun saw this, he immediately pulled his arm to make him stop: "What do you mean by drinking?"

"People are bored, no matter how much they drink, they will be bored."

"How is auntie's health?"

"...I am out of danger for the time being, but I still need to continue treatment."

"Is there enough money?"

"If it's not enough, I will find a way on my own. Don't lend me money until I get divorced."

"It doesn't matter whether we get divorced or not." Zhao Rongjun curled his lips, "As long as everything is fine with you."

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I can't find a suitable job." Li Luo shook his head and laughed, "I didn't expect that we have reached the mid-life crisis. I thought we would have to wait until we are forty or fifty at least."

"Can't you find a job yet?" Zhao Rongjun frowned, "Weren't you good at writing scripts before?"

"AI is developing too fast. Unless well-known screenwriters take action, mid- to low-end writers have basically been left behind." Li Luo shook his head and smiled bitterly, "And they are still a one-stop service for scripts, film and television, and the cost gap is too big under the impact.

, the fluctuations are too great just by writing notebooks.”

"What about the others?"

"Other jobs are not as good as me selling fried noodles..." Li Luo said, "I submitted a lot of resumes, but nothing was suitable."

"Where did you submit your resume?"

"On the phone."

"Let me see?"

"Here."

Li Luo didn't take it seriously. After turning on his phone, he clicked on the job search software and handed it to Zhao Rongjun.

After getting Li Luo's mobile phone, Zhao Rongjun's expression flickered. While continuing to chat with Li Luo, he looked through his software and scrolled on it without knowing what he was looking at.

After a while, Zhao Rongjun suddenly handed him his mobile phone and pointed to a recruitment information on it: "I think this is pretty good, do you want to try it?"

"Huh?" Li Luo glanced at it doubtfully and found that it was an editing and operation job.

[Position Name]:

Video editing and account management.

【Working place】:

Yinjiang District, Yuhang City.

【job description】:

There is an urgent need for an editor with basic video editing skills and some experience in operating Douyin accounts.

This position will be responsible for planning, editing and publishing video content, and managing related social media platforms, docking advertising and other resources.

【Main Responsibilities】:

1. Plan and shoot music-related videos.

2. Edit the video and publish it.

3. Operate relevant Douyin accounts and connect with advertisers.

[Job Requirements]:

1.College degree or above.

2. Applicants with more than 2 years of experience in operating Douyin accounts will be given priority.

3. Applicants with experience in short video creation will be given priority.

4. Proficient in using editing software and familiar with platform operating rules.

【Job Benefits】:

1. Working hours should not exceed 8 hours per day, and the time arrangement is flexible.

2. Salary is 7,000-10,000 per month, specific salary is negotiable.

3. Vacation is flexible and can be applied for at any time.

After reading the specific job introduction, Li Luo fell into deep thought for a while.

Not that there's anything wrong with the job.

In other words, there is indeed a problem, but the biggest problem is that this horse seems to be tailor-made for him.

It feels like every recruitment requirement is carefully designed according to his own conditions.

And it happens to be right here in Yinjiang District, so even the work location fits perfectly.

How could he not get such a good job before, and then get it by Zhao Rongjun like this?

Suspicious in his heart, Li Luo glanced at the release time of this recruitment information, which was this evening.

No wonder……

In the evening he was still catching up on his sleep.

It turns out it was just uploaded.

"Why are you still standing there?" Zhao Rongjun urged from the side, "Whatever you do with him, just submit your resume first and then we'll talk about it. I'll find this job that suits you right away. You can shorten your life, okay?"

"

"Yes, yes." Li Luo clicked the button to submit his resume, feeling a little hopeful.

But he soon corrected his attitude and didn't take the matter too seriously.

After all, for a job with such a good salary, there must be many people with better conditions than him. Li Luo thought to himself that his ability was just marginal, and he was barely able to meet the standard.

If someone else takes a fancy to him, he probably won't be competitive.

With this thought in mind, Li Luo put the matter aside and continued drinking with Zhao Rongjun.

…

the next day.

Li Luo touched his slightly sore head and got up from the bed.

After turning off the alarm clock, he was about to log on to Taobao to work, but when he turned on his phone, he saw a missed call.

It's an unknown number.

Li Luo thought it was some kind of scam call and didn't take it seriously.

But when he saw a new message on the recruitment software, he immediately clicked on it and took a look. He saw the resume that had just been sent out yesterday and received an interview invitation today.

【Are you there?】

[I called you, but you didn’t answer]

[If you are free, you can come for an interview today. The address is xxx]

[Please reply after seeing it]

When Li Luo saw the news, he was stunned for a moment and thought, is this so efficient?

He just submitted his resume early in the morning, and you sent him a message at around six o'clock in the morning?

I looked at the missed call just now. It was called at 6:30 in the morning.

He thought for a while and tried to reply in the background of the recruitment software.

[Li Luo]: Hello, I just got up. When can I go for the interview today?

Li Luo originally thought to get out of bed and wash up first. If there was no reply, he would call and ask.

As a result, before his feet could find the slippers, a new message came from the phone.

——[You can do it at any time, come over now if you are free]

[Li Luo]: Now? Is it the address above?

Li Luo picked up the phone and quickly replied.

--【Yes】

After calculating the address above, it is only two stops away by subway.

Li Luo calculated the commuting time and then replied.

[Li Luo]: I'll be here right away. I'll be there in half an hour!

——[Okay, call me when you get there and I will pick you up upstairs]

Li Luo also didn't expect that the opponent's efficiency would be so high.

So he quickly rolled out of bed, without even caring about where his slippers had gone. He ran barefoot into the bathroom, washed himself briefly, took out a suit that he hadn't worn for eight hundred years from the closet, and put it on himself.

.

After finishing everything, Li Luo hurriedly prepared to go out.

"Where are you going?" Li Guohong had just gotten up and was about to go to the hospital to take care of Lin Xiuhong. When he saw Li Luo running out in a hurry in a suit, he immediately asked, "Interview?"

"Yes, there is a very suitable job." Li Luo hurriedly put on his shoes, "But I'm not sure, I just want to go for an interview."

"Oh, then be careful on the road." Li Guohong nodded. He originally wanted to see you off, but thinking that his car had been sold, he smiled bitterly. Seeing that Li Luo had opened the door, he couldn't help but say, "The house is already there."

Now that we have found a buyer, let’s look for a suitable rental house during this time.”

Hearing his father's words, Li Luo subconsciously stopped, turned around and looked at Li Guohong, then his eyes fell on the bricks and tiles in the house, and he pursed his lips immediately.

He has lived in this old house for more than thirty years...

Nowadays, it’s easy to sell whenever you want, which really makes people feel panicked.

and……

Li Luo nodded lightly. After walking out of the house, he closed the door gently and then looked at the opposite door.

"Now, it's really broken." Li Luo walked to the opposite door and touched the couplet on the door. There was no key inside. He sighed, turned around and hurried downstairs.

But just as Li Luo was leaving, Li Guohong received a call from Lin Xiuhong.

When he saw his wife's phone call, Li Guohong felt nervous and thought something was wrong, but when he heard Lin Xiuhong's voice, he seemed quite happy.

"Lao Li, guess who came to see me?"

"Ah? Who is it?"

"Hurry up and come to the hospital." Lin Xiuhong said happily, "Where's Li Luo? Ask him to come here too, hurry up."

"Li Luo just left for an interview."

"What's the point of his interview? How many times have you had it?"

"Aunt Lin, forget it." A voice came from the other end of the phone, "Just ask Uncle Li to come. Don't call me Li Luo. The interview is more important."

…

At eight o'clock in the morning.

Li Luo stood at the gate of Jinlin Wangjiang Mansion, looking at the imposing exterior decoration and the restrained style of the door, feeling somewhat intimidated.

Is this a place of work?

Could it be the boss's house?

Thinking like this, Li Luo hesitated for a moment, and then dialed the number to the person who called this morning.

About ten seconds later, the call was connected.

"Hello? Hello." When Li Luo answered the phone, he immediately said very politely, "I said earlier that I would come for an interview, and now I have arrived at the gate of the community. Where is the interview?"

"Okay, wait a moment." A very cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

Li Luo was stunned when he heard this.

Do you think you are still a girl?

And although the voice is a bit cold, it still sounds nice.

"The one in the suit?" the other end of the phone asked again.

"Yes, yes." Li Luo looked at the door of the community with a suspicious look on his face, thinking that he didn't see anyone.

Then he raised his head and looked inside the community, wondering if he saw it from upstairs?

But just as he was guessing, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

The next second, the same voice came from behind him and from the phone: "Let's go."

Li Luo was startled and turned to look behind him. When he saw the delicate face of the girl in front of him, he froze in place and was still a little confused about the situation.

"Who are you……"

"I'm the one who came to interview you." Yan Zhusheng walked towards the gate of the community without stopping, "Follow me."

"Um...is this where you live or where we work?" Li Luo followed quickly and asked in confusion.

"Both." Yan Zhusheng brushed his face at the gate of the community and motioned for him to go in first, then passed through the gate and walked in with Li Luo.

"All of them?" Upon hearing this, Li Luo couldn't help but ask, "Then our team..."

"It's just me." Yan Zhusheng said, "If you pass the interview, you will be the second one."

"Ah?" Li Luo looked surprised and couldn't help but look at the girl next to him.

But it was different from ordinary boys. It was probably because he had come into contact with more beauties of the same level. Li Luo just looked at it with admiration, and then shifted his focus to work again.

"So you have a Douyin account, and then you want to find someone who can plan and edit it, right?"

"right."

Hearing this request, Li Luo relaxed slightly.

He originally thought it would be at least a small team.

Although the working atmosphere of a small team with a small number of people is relatively relaxed and pleasant, the requirements for each person are relatively high, and they often require each other to be a generalist.

But now this girl seems to have a lot of requests, but in fact there is only one request, just cut the video.

How complicated can it be for a girl to make a TikTok video?

I just don’t know if there is a requirement for the number of videos.

Thinking like this, Li Luo followed the other person into the elevator and all the way to the door of the other person's house.

After pushing the door open and entering, Yan Zhusheng brought a pair of slippers to Li Luo.

While Li Luo was changing his shoes, he looked around and found that the house was actually a duplex and looked quite big.

"Aren't your family members here?" Li Luo asked doubtfully.

"No." Yan Zhusheng said calmly, "But there are cameras here, and aunties usually come to cook and clean, so please respect yourself."

Li Luo: "..."

That being said, he won't do anything bad.

However, there was a little girl at home and she looked so pretty, so Li Luo could barely understand.

"Then how do I go about the interview?"

"Follow me."

Yan Zhusheng saw that he had changed into slippers, and then took him up to the second floor and entered a recording room.

Pointing to the camera next to him and then to the piano by the window, Yan Zhusheng walked to the piano and sat down, and said to Li Luo: "Help me adjust the appropriate angle so that my face is not in the mirror, and help me record a video."

"

"Oh." Li Luo nodded. He had experience in short drama shooting. Although he lost money, he still had the basic skills to record a simple video.

So after adjusting the lens and angle of the camera and finding a suitable position, Li Luo said, "That's it."

"You said start."

"start."

The next second.

Yan Zhusheng's hands were like flying butterflies, fluttering on the black and white keys of the piano.

Along with the familiar music, Yan Zhusheng's singing gradually sounded.

"When I was curiously tapping the black and white keys ~ when I was hiding in my room and performing with great joy ~"

I have to say that this opening line of lyrics really fits the occasion at this moment.

Listening to Yan Zhusheng's beautiful singing voice, Li Luo was stunned for a moment and was instantly immersed in the other person's performance.

Especially when the high pitch of "The Sky Is No Limit" suddenly penetrated his eardrums, he was completely shocked.

I originally thought she was just an Internet celebrity beauty who made flirty videos on Douyin.

As a result, now that I look at it, I seem to have made a mistake...

This is really powerful.

"Okay." Yan Zhusheng only sang a chorus, then finished the song and turned to look at Li Luo.

Li Luo immediately ended the recording, and then looked at Yan Zhusheng: "We've recorded it, what should we do next? I'll go back and edit it for you to see?"

"No need." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "You can just cut it here."

With that said, she took Li Luo to the study room. After uploading the video she just recorded to the computer, Yan Zhusheng asked him to start editing.

Li Luoren was still a little confused. He didn't expect that the other party would be so resolute and do what he said, and he was immediately on the job.

"Are there any requirements for the video?" Li Luo asked.

"No." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "As long as you can make TikTok."

"That's it..."

To be honest, it’s not like Douyin can’t post long videos now. At least videos of one or two minutes can be posted directly.

In terms of Yan Zhusheng's voice quality and singing skills, Li Luo felt that no matter how much she cut, it was a bit redundant.

However, in order to demonstrate his ability, Li Luo cut a high-profile clip of more than ten seconds according to the most traditional duration of Douyin.

Paired with Yan Zhusheng's singing, it is indeed quite attractive.

It actually took less than five minutes.

However, in order to make people feel that he was working seriously, Li Luo still trimmed it and sat for half an hour before getting up and saying to Yan Zhusheng who was resting on the sofa in the living room that the video was finished.

to be honest.

This job was so simple that Li Luo couldn't understand why the other party didn't cut it himself.

After this cut, he didn't feel that he had any special effect.

But what Li Luo didn't expect was...

Yan Zhusheng just watched this short ten-second video.

once.

After reading it, she nodded and said:

"Great, you're hired."

"ah?"
Chapter completed!