Cuicui, in which year did you get into college?
Previous year.
By this calculation, under normal circumstances, Cuicui is twenty years old this year, but she can actually take the exam again. If some people repeat high school for two years, they will be twenty years old.
When Zhang Yiming was in college, he had been studying for three or four years.
Are you willing to take the exam again?
Zhang Yiming looked at Cuicui and asked, "You are going to pass the exam again, I will pay for the school fee."
Cuicui was shocked, looked at Zhang Yiming with wide eyes, and after a moment, she showed a shy expression. How could that work? We don’t know each other yet.
Haven't you already met?
Not even possible.Not good.
Cuicui lowered her head, but her attitude was very persistent. I could sell ginger candy and earn money by myself. I didn’t have to go to college when I studied. I have passed a few self-study exams and will get a college diploma next year.
Zhang Yiming no longer said anything. For some people, such as Cuicui, the greatest help is to respect her self-esteem.
Cuicui raised her head and said nothing more.Tell me about the matter in Beijing, and how those big companies recruit people, and what basic skills do they require?
Zhang Yiming actually did not have many job search experiences and was not very familiar with the rising human resources business, but he didn't want to disappoint Cui Cui. After thinking about it for a moment, he saw some of his hearings and some of his views on recruiting and employing people, and slowly talked about it to Cui Cui.
Zhang Yiming discovered that Cuicui didn't know anything at all. Today's information technology is so developed, and various media are overwhelming, and Cuicui is a person with heart, so she has already learned a lot of things, and what she lacks is just personal feelings.
Listening to Zhang Yiming saying something, for Cui Cui, it only added a more direct channel for confirmation to many things she knew indirectly.
So Cuicui could talk to Zhang Yiming most of the time, and the two of them were very excited to chat until Uncle Huang prepared lunch and brought it to him.
Uncle Huang killed a chicken. The local chicken raised by his own house was served and the fragrance filled with smell. It was absolutely incomparable to those feed chickens now.
Others include vegetables grown by themselves, as well as bacon, bacon, etc. prepared for the New Year.
A table of absolutely pollution-free green food.
Cuicui has become much familiar with Zhang Yiming, and there is not so much shyness at the dining table. She also picks up food for Zhang Yiming like half of her master.
After dinner, Cuicui said she had to go back to see the store. Uncle Huang knew about her situation and didn't leave much, so she asked her to go.
2After Cui Cui left, Master Huang began to clean up the dishes. Zhang Yiming asked for help when he saw him, but Master Huang didn't let him go. Look at you like this, have you done these things?
Zhang Yiming felt a little embarrassed, but you are an elder...
Uncle Huang smiled and said: I have been doing it all my life and don’t care about this ease.This is at home, not in the world. Don’t care about the elders. Even if my son is here, I will still deal with it.
Zhang Yiming looked at Uncle Huang at this time and was really a housewife who had worked hard all his life. It was not that she was doing housework like a housewife, but that she naturally did these things with her mentality, and was happy to do them.
Uncle Huang represents a branch of peach and plum trees, but she doesn't seem to have anything to do with the world. If it weren't for the skills she showed when she tested Zhang Yiming's internal strength in the morning, Zhang Yiming really suspected that she had found the wrong person.
If the Taoli branches are like this, Zhang Yiming would probably have to doubt the significance of revitalizing the Taoli family, just like Mr. Huang.
Uncle Master...
Seeing that Mr. Huang had almost finished packing, Zhang Yiming screamed and wanted to continue talking about the unfinished topic in the morning.
Uncle Huang looked at him and saw his thoughts. He asked slowly: Are you in a hurry to go back this time?
Of course, Zhang Yiming wanted to get it done as soon as possible, but Uncle Huang is an elder, and Zhang Yiming couldn't act too impatient in front of her, like a frigid young man.Not too hurry.
Zhang Yiming had no choice but to say this.
Um.
Uncle Huang nodded and asked again: Where do you live?
Zhang Yiming said the name of the hotel.
If you don’t rush back, how about moving to me and stay here for a few days?My house is very spacious.
Zhang Yiming saw that Uncle Huang just wanted him to live for a while. Since that's the case, then just live. It's useless to be anxious, so Zhang Yiming nodded and agreed.
Uncle Huang smiled and said, "You go back and pack up now. If you have anything, we can talk about it slowly these days."You can also get to know the old man and my son these days, and they are all relatives.
3
After Zhang Yiming lived in Uncle Huang's house, he quickly learned about the situation of the staff in her family.
Mr. Huang has two sons. The eldest son is in charge of the Wenwu School. He met him the night after Zhang Yiming lived there. However, the eldest daughter-in-law happened to take Mr. Huang's eldest grandson back to her parents' home in the neighboring county to see her grandparents, but Zhang Yiming didn't see her. The second son works in the county town and is a civil servant. The family lives in the county town.
The next day after Zhang Yiming stayed, that is, the last day of the New Year's Day holiday, Mr. Long, who was going out to see someone, came back. So Mr. Huang also called his second son's family in the county and had a reunion dinner.
In this way, Zhang Yiming basically met Mr. Huang’s family.
The third day after Zhang Yiming stayed, the second day after Mr. Long returned home, before Zhang Yiming got up early in the morning, he heard the sound of fists and heavy breathing in the yard. He listened carefully and knew that Mr. Long was exercising his muscles and bones.
Zhang Yiming glanced at the sky outside the window, and there was a slight whiteness that was almost invisible.
Since Zhang Yiming's practice has never stopped since he obtained the Tantric mental method of Dharma, including the set of fists and feet he taught him later, but there are not many cases of getting up early like this.
It should have just passed 5 o'clock now, right?
In such a cold day, in Beijing, Zhang Yiming would definitely feel comfortable under the quilt with his arms around.
Mr. Huang had never had a good talk with Zhang Yiming during the two days of staying there. Zhang Yiming was a little uneasy and didn't know what Mr. Huang meant. He was doing nothing all day long, so Zhang Yiming didn't feel much sleepy. This time he was woken up by Mr. Long's movements, so he simply put on his clothes and went downstairs to the yard.
Mr. Long glanced at Zhang Yiming without making any sound. He smiled at Zhang Yiming until he finished his set of punches and meticulously completed the last closing move.
How about it?Is it still accustomed to living in this small countryside?
Mr. Long asked.
fine.The air is fresh and there is no noise in the city, so it is very comfortable.
Mr. Long nodded, pondered for a moment, and said: Your uncle told me about your situation last night...
When Zhang Yiming heard the word "Master Uncle" and knew that Mr. Huang had told Mr. Long that the situation was told to Mr. Long.
Because on the first day I met Uncle Master’s eldest son and when the family was having dinner yesterday, Uncle Master Huang introduced that Zhang Yiming was the child of an old friend in the past and was considered a nephew.
Zhang Yiming was eager to know what Mr. Huang said, but Mr. Long changed the topic and said: Come on, let’s go through two moves, your uncle said you have good skills.
Zhang Yiming was stunned and was about to refuse, but Mr. Long had already made a gesture and stared at Zhang Yiming with bright eyes, as if he was staring at a leopard that could attack him at any time.
Zhang Yiming suddenly realized that this is the martial arts practitioner. Once he faces the enemy, he will immediately enter a state of full vigilance. This is already an instinct that is integrated into his bones, even if it is a competition with his younger generations.
Mr. Long's eyes stared at Zhang Yiming, and his spirit and attention were suddenly mobilized. It is rare to have such an opportunity. He can only pass two moves, so what are you afraid of.
Zhang Yiming no longer hesitated, and he weakened his front feet and raised his hands, making a move to prepare for a move.
Zhang Yiming was still ready to make a POSE before politely speaking, such as how many people are, how many offends, please give me more advice, but he didn't even make his posture complete. Mr. Long shouted softly and punched him in front of his chest.
Copy, why is this Ah?
Zhang Yiming was shocked and hurriedly turned back and retreated, twisting his waist and leaning against the punch.
Don’t this martial arts senior has style?
Even if you don’t let the three moves first, at least you have to let the younger generation take action first, right?
It turns out that martial arts novels are all nonsense. It seems that fighting is better to start first.
In desperation, Zhang Yiming no longer cared about his seniors and juniors, and offended them too much. After avoiding Mr. Long's first punch, he raised his foot and kicked the old man's knee...
4 After 10 or 20 moves, Zhang Yiming gradually recovered. After more than a dozen moves, Zhang Yiming found that Mr. Long seemed to be just a lie. No wonder he was going to attack just now. If Zhang Yiming took the lead, he might have done anything.
When he lost the opportunity, Zhang Yiming seized the opportunity and could almost hit Mr. Long in the chest with one punch. However, after the first few moves, Zhang Yiming quickly calmed down, knowing that this was a competition and the other party was an elder, so he did not hit that punch.
After another ten moves, Mr. Long suddenly showed a palm as fast as lightning, which was greatly surprised by Zhang Yiming. Seeing that he was about to be unable to avoid it, the old man suddenly stopped his hand, jumped gently, took a step back, and jumped out of the two of them.
OK OK OK, that's all here.
Mr. Long said with a smile.
At this time, the sky was already white. Zhang Yiming heard that Mr. Huang and her eldest son had already gotten up in the room. Mr. Huang went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
This competition made Zhang Yiming a little confused. He knew that Mr. Long wanted to try himself, but he didn't know what Mr. Long wanted to try?Have you tried it?
Come on, I'll take a look at your internal strength.
Mr. Long said as he showed his palm and said: "Press the palm to the top."
Zhang Yiming stretched out his palm as he spoke and pressed it against Mr. Long's palm.
You pay attention, I want to exert internal force, try to resist, but don’t force it, I have a sense of responsibility.
This time, Mr. Long not only did not attack, but also reminded him.Zhang Yiming thought the old man was really strange.
While thinking, Zhang Yiming suddenly felt a powerful internal force coming straight into the Laogong point in his palm. This internal force was very similar to the internal force used by Uncle Huang when he tested him on the first day.
Zhang Yiming did not dare to be negligent, and his thoughts were together, and he rushed to mobilize his true energy from the heart of the Dantian to fight.
The two internal forces are connected and stalemate.
Mr. Long's internal strength increased little by little. Zhang Yiming remembered what he reminded in advance and did not dare to rashly launch his internal strength to counterattack him back, but instead strengthened his resistance as his attack increased accordingly.
Both internal forces continued to increase, just like two streams of water met in the canyon, not giving in to each other, and the water surface rose higher and higher. Zhang Yiming gradually felt his chest stirring.
At this moment, Mr. Long's attacking internal force began to shrink and decrease. Zhang Yiming knew that the test might have ended, and he started to retract his internal force as he gradually began to recover his internal force.
The two of them separated their palms, and Mr. Long slowly let out a long breath, and then smiled and said two words to Zhang Yiming: Not bad.
Previous year.
By this calculation, under normal circumstances, Cuicui is twenty years old this year, but she can actually take the exam again. If some people repeat high school for two years, they will be twenty years old.
When Zhang Yiming was in college, he had been studying for three or four years.
Are you willing to take the exam again?
Zhang Yiming looked at Cuicui and asked, "You are going to pass the exam again, I will pay for the school fee."
Cuicui was shocked, looked at Zhang Yiming with wide eyes, and after a moment, she showed a shy expression. How could that work? We don’t know each other yet.
Haven't you already met?
Not even possible.Not good.
Cuicui lowered her head, but her attitude was very persistent. I could sell ginger candy and earn money by myself. I didn’t have to go to college when I studied. I have passed a few self-study exams and will get a college diploma next year.
Zhang Yiming no longer said anything. For some people, such as Cuicui, the greatest help is to respect her self-esteem.
Cuicui raised her head and said nothing more.Tell me about the matter in Beijing, and how those big companies recruit people, and what basic skills do they require?
Zhang Yiming actually did not have many job search experiences and was not very familiar with the rising human resources business, but he didn't want to disappoint Cui Cui. After thinking about it for a moment, he saw some of his hearings and some of his views on recruiting and employing people, and slowly talked about it to Cui Cui.
Zhang Yiming discovered that Cuicui didn't know anything at all. Today's information technology is so developed, and various media are overwhelming, and Cuicui is a person with heart, so she has already learned a lot of things, and what she lacks is just personal feelings.
Listening to Zhang Yiming saying something, for Cui Cui, it only added a more direct channel for confirmation to many things she knew indirectly.
So Cuicui could talk to Zhang Yiming most of the time, and the two of them were very excited to chat until Uncle Huang prepared lunch and brought it to him.
Uncle Huang killed a chicken. The local chicken raised by his own house was served and the fragrance filled with smell. It was absolutely incomparable to those feed chickens now.
Others include vegetables grown by themselves, as well as bacon, bacon, etc. prepared for the New Year.
A table of absolutely pollution-free green food.
Cuicui has become much familiar with Zhang Yiming, and there is not so much shyness at the dining table. She also picks up food for Zhang Yiming like half of her master.
After dinner, Cuicui said she had to go back to see the store. Uncle Huang knew about her situation and didn't leave much, so she asked her to go.
2After Cui Cui left, Master Huang began to clean up the dishes. Zhang Yiming asked for help when he saw him, but Master Huang didn't let him go. Look at you like this, have you done these things?
Zhang Yiming felt a little embarrassed, but you are an elder...
Uncle Huang smiled and said: I have been doing it all my life and don’t care about this ease.This is at home, not in the world. Don’t care about the elders. Even if my son is here, I will still deal with it.
Zhang Yiming looked at Uncle Huang at this time and was really a housewife who had worked hard all his life. It was not that she was doing housework like a housewife, but that she naturally did these things with her mentality, and was happy to do them.
Uncle Huang represents a branch of peach and plum trees, but she doesn't seem to have anything to do with the world. If it weren't for the skills she showed when she tested Zhang Yiming's internal strength in the morning, Zhang Yiming really suspected that she had found the wrong person.
If the Taoli branches are like this, Zhang Yiming would probably have to doubt the significance of revitalizing the Taoli family, just like Mr. Huang.
Uncle Master...
Seeing that Mr. Huang had almost finished packing, Zhang Yiming screamed and wanted to continue talking about the unfinished topic in the morning.
Uncle Huang looked at him and saw his thoughts. He asked slowly: Are you in a hurry to go back this time?
Of course, Zhang Yiming wanted to get it done as soon as possible, but Uncle Huang is an elder, and Zhang Yiming couldn't act too impatient in front of her, like a frigid young man.Not too hurry.
Zhang Yiming had no choice but to say this.
Um.
Uncle Huang nodded and asked again: Where do you live?
Zhang Yiming said the name of the hotel.
If you don’t rush back, how about moving to me and stay here for a few days?My house is very spacious.
Zhang Yiming saw that Uncle Huang just wanted him to live for a while. Since that's the case, then just live. It's useless to be anxious, so Zhang Yiming nodded and agreed.
Uncle Huang smiled and said, "You go back and pack up now. If you have anything, we can talk about it slowly these days."You can also get to know the old man and my son these days, and they are all relatives.
3
After Zhang Yiming lived in Uncle Huang's house, he quickly learned about the situation of the staff in her family.
Mr. Huang has two sons. The eldest son is in charge of the Wenwu School. He met him the night after Zhang Yiming lived there. However, the eldest daughter-in-law happened to take Mr. Huang's eldest grandson back to her parents' home in the neighboring county to see her grandparents, but Zhang Yiming didn't see her. The second son works in the county town and is a civil servant. The family lives in the county town.
The next day after Zhang Yiming stayed, that is, the last day of the New Year's Day holiday, Mr. Long, who was going out to see someone, came back. So Mr. Huang also called his second son's family in the county and had a reunion dinner.
In this way, Zhang Yiming basically met Mr. Huang’s family.
The third day after Zhang Yiming stayed, the second day after Mr. Long returned home, before Zhang Yiming got up early in the morning, he heard the sound of fists and heavy breathing in the yard. He listened carefully and knew that Mr. Long was exercising his muscles and bones.
Zhang Yiming glanced at the sky outside the window, and there was a slight whiteness that was almost invisible.
Since Zhang Yiming's practice has never stopped since he obtained the Tantric mental method of Dharma, including the set of fists and feet he taught him later, but there are not many cases of getting up early like this.
It should have just passed 5 o'clock now, right?
In such a cold day, in Beijing, Zhang Yiming would definitely feel comfortable under the quilt with his arms around.
Mr. Huang had never had a good talk with Zhang Yiming during the two days of staying there. Zhang Yiming was a little uneasy and didn't know what Mr. Huang meant. He was doing nothing all day long, so Zhang Yiming didn't feel much sleepy. This time he was woken up by Mr. Long's movements, so he simply put on his clothes and went downstairs to the yard.
Mr. Long glanced at Zhang Yiming without making any sound. He smiled at Zhang Yiming until he finished his set of punches and meticulously completed the last closing move.
How about it?Is it still accustomed to living in this small countryside?
Mr. Long asked.
fine.The air is fresh and there is no noise in the city, so it is very comfortable.
Mr. Long nodded, pondered for a moment, and said: Your uncle told me about your situation last night...
When Zhang Yiming heard the word "Master Uncle" and knew that Mr. Huang had told Mr. Long that the situation was told to Mr. Long.
Because on the first day I met Uncle Master’s eldest son and when the family was having dinner yesterday, Uncle Master Huang introduced that Zhang Yiming was the child of an old friend in the past and was considered a nephew.
Zhang Yiming was eager to know what Mr. Huang said, but Mr. Long changed the topic and said: Come on, let’s go through two moves, your uncle said you have good skills.
Zhang Yiming was stunned and was about to refuse, but Mr. Long had already made a gesture and stared at Zhang Yiming with bright eyes, as if he was staring at a leopard that could attack him at any time.
Zhang Yiming suddenly realized that this is the martial arts practitioner. Once he faces the enemy, he will immediately enter a state of full vigilance. This is already an instinct that is integrated into his bones, even if it is a competition with his younger generations.
Mr. Long's eyes stared at Zhang Yiming, and his spirit and attention were suddenly mobilized. It is rare to have such an opportunity. He can only pass two moves, so what are you afraid of.
Zhang Yiming no longer hesitated, and he weakened his front feet and raised his hands, making a move to prepare for a move.
Zhang Yiming was still ready to make a POSE before politely speaking, such as how many people are, how many offends, please give me more advice, but he didn't even make his posture complete. Mr. Long shouted softly and punched him in front of his chest.
Copy, why is this Ah?
Zhang Yiming was shocked and hurriedly turned back and retreated, twisting his waist and leaning against the punch.
Don’t this martial arts senior has style?
Even if you don’t let the three moves first, at least you have to let the younger generation take action first, right?
It turns out that martial arts novels are all nonsense. It seems that fighting is better to start first.
In desperation, Zhang Yiming no longer cared about his seniors and juniors, and offended them too much. After avoiding Mr. Long's first punch, he raised his foot and kicked the old man's knee...
4 After 10 or 20 moves, Zhang Yiming gradually recovered. After more than a dozen moves, Zhang Yiming found that Mr. Long seemed to be just a lie. No wonder he was going to attack just now. If Zhang Yiming took the lead, he might have done anything.
When he lost the opportunity, Zhang Yiming seized the opportunity and could almost hit Mr. Long in the chest with one punch. However, after the first few moves, Zhang Yiming quickly calmed down, knowing that this was a competition and the other party was an elder, so he did not hit that punch.
After another ten moves, Mr. Long suddenly showed a palm as fast as lightning, which was greatly surprised by Zhang Yiming. Seeing that he was about to be unable to avoid it, the old man suddenly stopped his hand, jumped gently, took a step back, and jumped out of the two of them.
OK OK OK, that's all here.
Mr. Long said with a smile.
At this time, the sky was already white. Zhang Yiming heard that Mr. Huang and her eldest son had already gotten up in the room. Mr. Huang went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
This competition made Zhang Yiming a little confused. He knew that Mr. Long wanted to try himself, but he didn't know what Mr. Long wanted to try?Have you tried it?
Come on, I'll take a look at your internal strength.
Mr. Long said as he showed his palm and said: "Press the palm to the top."
Zhang Yiming stretched out his palm as he spoke and pressed it against Mr. Long's palm.
You pay attention, I want to exert internal force, try to resist, but don’t force it, I have a sense of responsibility.
This time, Mr. Long not only did not attack, but also reminded him.Zhang Yiming thought the old man was really strange.
While thinking, Zhang Yiming suddenly felt a powerful internal force coming straight into the Laogong point in his palm. This internal force was very similar to the internal force used by Uncle Huang when he tested him on the first day.
Zhang Yiming did not dare to be negligent, and his thoughts were together, and he rushed to mobilize his true energy from the heart of the Dantian to fight.
The two internal forces are connected and stalemate.
Mr. Long's internal strength increased little by little. Zhang Yiming remembered what he reminded in advance and did not dare to rashly launch his internal strength to counterattack him back, but instead strengthened his resistance as his attack increased accordingly.
Both internal forces continued to increase, just like two streams of water met in the canyon, not giving in to each other, and the water surface rose higher and higher. Zhang Yiming gradually felt his chest stirring.
At this moment, Mr. Long's attacking internal force began to shrink and decrease. Zhang Yiming knew that the test might have ended, and he started to retract his internal force as he gradually began to recover his internal force.
The two of them separated their palms, and Mr. Long slowly let out a long breath, and then smiled and said two words to Zhang Yiming: Not bad.
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