Chapter 50 Chapter 50 Interview training with many bigwigs
The freshman year at the police academy passed in a flash.
In the second semester of his sophomore year, Fang Shimian, with his excellent physical fitness, successfully passed the theoretical examination. Together with Xu Shu, a total of five classmates represented the class to participate in the preliminary round of selection for the national police academy league competition.
The medals of this kind of league are of high value and are of great honor to police academy students. They will also be of great benefit to future evaluations and awards.
The first round of selection is basic physical fitness, school selection, 400-meter obstacle course, armed 5-kilometer, and random team relay race.
The top 50 will be eligible to represent the school in competitions.
To ensure fairness, all three items are machine-timed.
Fang Shimian's strength is long-distance running. He has great endurance and has run almost every day in the past two years. He even participated in the Hai City Marathon in the first semester of his sophomore year. Although it was only a half marathon, his results were also very good.
After gathering in the morning and receiving the number plates, the team leaders and instructors led the teams in groups to warm up in the large playground.
The sun isn't too glaring right now, but the temperature is continuing to rise.
Fang Shimian didn't practice the 400-meter steeplechase very much. Xu Shu had been accompanying him in practice during this period. Zhao You would also come over when he was free, but most of the time he would just sit aside and watch quietly.
During the official competition, Xu Shu's number was behind Fang Shimian.
"Don't be too nervous on the balance beam, and don't keep your head down. Use your peripheral vision to determine the direction, speed up, and keep your steps steady. It will be easier."
"When you crawl in low posture, keep your center of gravity low. The wire used here, be careful not to get hurt. It's okay to be slow, you can make up for it in other advantageous items."
Xu Shu stood behind Fang Shimian and spoke whatever he thought of, without caring whether the people in front of him heard him or understood him clearly.
The student standing in front of Fang Shimian listened attentively for a long time, then poked his head out to look back at him, "Dude, you're just telling him the key points now, it's too late, who can remember all that with a stopwatch? It all depends on muscle memory."
Fang Shi Mian immediately said, "It's useful, it's useful. I didn't even notice it was made of wire. I climbed the net before."
"Oh, I see. Then your friend is quite considerate."
Xu Shumu frowned and said nothing.
Fang Shimian performed well in the official competition, but this event was not his strong point and his result was ranked in the top 80.
During the five-kilometer armed march, Fang Shimian and Xu Shu were not in the same team. Everyone wore the same equipment in the waiting area.
Black bulletproof vest, water bottle, model gun, explosion-proof helmet...it's stuffy and hot to wear.
But very handsome.
As their belts were tightened, they all looked tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waists, and they were extremely pleasing to the eye standing together.
Among them, Fang Shimian was particularly eye-catching, with half of his face exposed from under the black helmet, a clear jawline, a high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, especially the faint, determined smile between his lips.
The rolled-up sleeves revealed the smooth and well-proportioned muscles of his forearms, and his slender hands were tightly grasping the simulated 95 automatic rifle slung over his shoulders.
The inability to see the eyes in the shadows makes it even more imaginative.
The freshman volunteers who came to earn extra credits couldn't help but look at him.
Not to mention Bai, he is so handsome, and he looks amazing in this armed uniform.
After the start command was given, Fang Shimian walked at a steady pace. He was not in the front position, but always walked slightly above the middle.
It was not until the last two laps, when the spectators thought the scores were almost fixed, that Fang Shimian started to speed up.
"No, when did that handsome guy run to the fourth one?"
"He didn't slow down in the second half of the race, and he started to run faster than anyone at 2 kilometers."
"Third place! His late-game burst was so strong, it's amazing."
In the last thousand meters, Fang Shimen was like a dark horse that broke through the siege and rushed to the first place cleanly and neatly.
After crossing the finish line, he was panting slightly and taking off his helmet as he walked. A volunteer came over with a basket to collect the equipment. Fang Shimian's face was now flushed, which was caused by the exercise.
After taking off the bulletproof vest, his body felt much looser. His head was wet with sweat. When he lowered his head to look for paper, he saw a pack of unopened tissues.
He looked up and saw the volunteer who was collecting the equipment. The junior with a short haircut had a bright smile and thick eyebrows and big eyes. "Senior, you are really amazing."
Fang Shi Mian stood there in a daze for a long time, looking a little uncomfortable and flustered. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face and said, "Not that great... You, if you practice more in the afternoon, your long-distance running results will improve easily."
"I just practice extra every afternoon. It helps, but you have to persist." Fang Shimian hurriedly shared his experience with his junior.
"Oh, um, okay, I will, senior." The boy couldn't help laughing after saying that, "Senior, has anyone ever told you that you are cute?"
Handsome and cute, so cool!
"Yes." Fang Shimian was really a little embarrassed this time. He touched his head and smiled, "My wife sometimes says that."
They looked at each other in silence.
The junior student walked away dragging the basket.
Xu Shu's round had not started yet, so Fang Shimian happily went to the small supermarket to buy tissues and water, and sat on the stairs nearby waiting for Xu Shu.
The last round of team relay is in the afternoon. It is class time now and we cannot go back to the dormitory after the competition.
After Xu Shu finished the game, he brought him some paper and water. It was time for lunch, so the two of them walked slowly towards the cafeteria.
Zhao You, who was running towards them in a dusty state, was wearing a casual short shirt. Seeing the two men sweating profusely, he paused and asked, "Is it over?"
After saying that, he smiled and said to himself, "I'm late again."
"What's the point of being late? The notice said it would end at 1:30. Xu Shu and I were just lucky and were ranked higher in the queue." Fang Shimian stepped forward and patted Zhao You's shoulder, then looked at his back which was soaked with sweat.
"You've come just in time. Let's go to the cafeteria and order some dry pot! It won't be a big deal if three of us eat it all."
"I'll be with you this afternoon."
Zhao You glanced at Xu Shu, who was looking somewhere else, as if he didn't care at all. He felt relieved and continued to stare at Fang Shimian.
He looked at Fang Shimian who suddenly raised his hand. Just as he was about to ask him what was wrong, he was suddenly hit on the head and Zhao You was stunned.
"Who taught you to skip classes and not learn well?" Fang Shimian said with a threatening face, but he broke down in a second and touched the place he had just hit, "Study hard, idiot."
Mottled and fragmented sunlight fell on Fang Shimian's face. The young man in police training uniform was in high spirits, with wet edges on his short black hair, adding a layer of heroic spirit to his beautiful and delicate facial features. There was a regular square spot of light falling on his ear, which was very white, and Zhao You could even see the fine hair on it.
He smiled at him, and his smile was so beautiful that he wanted to kiss the tip of his ear.
But he was too late. The god who had supported him through those oppressive years already had someone he loved.
Zhao You stared at Fang Shimian, then looked away after a while, lowered his head and said very slowly: "I know, you are the idiot."
In the afternoon team competition, Fang Shimian and Xu Shu were still not in the same group, but both of them performed well.
The specific ranking would not be announced until the next day. At 9:30 in the evening, they received a friend request from the teacher leading the competition.
The whole dormitory was filled with the sound of "Fuck!"
"Oh my god, extra practice at night really works wonders."
"Take me with you next time."
"I'm going too."
"That's awesome, brothers. Go out and see the world for us."
“Is there any prize money for this competition?”
"They are receiving honor. Do you understand honor? It's so vulgar. Too vulgar."
The results came out early the next morning. Fang Shimian ranked 43rd and Xu Shu ranked 29th.
"Our school has a few special admissions students. Some of them are professional athletes, specially recruited to win awards for the school. Don't be discouraged. They are already very good." Xu Shu suddenly spoke when no one was in the dormitory.
Fang Shimian was washing up on the balcony when he was startled by a faint voice behind him. Water choked his nose and he coughed miserably. After a while, he looked up at Xu Shu and said, "I'm fine. I'm lucky to be able to go."
The person in front of him still had red eyes. Xu Shu was silent for a moment and sighed deeply, "You really did a good job."
"Ah?" Fang Shimian was full of question marks.
Xu Shu left with a look of headache on his face.
Fang Shimian scratched his head in confusion and turned around to continue washing.
In the evening, Huo Zhongshan called via video.
Fang Shimian pointed the video at the suitcase and talked about the things he had prepared one by one. Usually Huo Zhongshan helped him pack his travel items. In a sense, this was the first time Fang Shimian packed his own luggage after falling in love.
"Put towels and bath towels in separate storage bags. There's a bag on the side of your big yellow suitcase that contains disposable toiletries, as well as travel-sized shower gel and shampoo. There's also a white striped bag next to it. Open it and there's cash in it. Take out a wad and put it in your bag for later use."
Fang Shimian completed what Huo Zhongshan said. After checking it for him, he turned the camera over, got very close to the screen, and whispered, "Brother, I'm actually getting nervous now."
We gather at the school gate at five o'clock every morning.
"Just nervousness?"
Fang Shimian pondered for a while and then asked tentatively, "I still miss you a lot."
There was a brief silence on Huo Zhongshan's end. He then asked, "Brother misses you too. What else?"
Fang Shimian racked his brains, thought hard, and shook his head, "No, I'm just nervous and miss you."
"Baby, you've done your best. I'm very proud of you, you know that?"
Fang Shimian blushed, looked around and nodded, "Yeah, I know."
Huo Zhongshan laughed and started saying some cheesy love words. Fang Shimian blushed and clicked around a lot, but he was reluctant to hang up the video.
Finally, Huo Zhongshan asked Fang Shimian to count to three, two, one, and they both hung up. However, after the count, neither of them hung up.
"Hang up, and compete well tomorrow. Go all out. Didn't you say you wanted to learn horse riding? I'll have someone pick out a few good horses for you. We'll keep them at the ranch so you can get familiar with them. When the time comes, pick the ones you like and feed them to build your relationship. They're waiting for you, and so is I."
Fang Shimian had long forgotten when he had said this. He thought about it for a while, but he really had no impression of it. However, he still lowered his head and kissed the camera, "Thank you, brother."
We took the school bus to the highway early in the morning and arrived at the competition venue after 1:00 p.m.
Shoot quickly, rescue hostages, and hunt down raiders.
The first and last items are relatively normal, only the second item adopts a team elimination system.
Rescuing hostages is divided into two sides: attacking and defending. If the hostage is rescued within half an hour, the attacking side wins. If the time exceeds the limit, the defending side wins.
The first round of rapid shooting was Fang Shimian's disadvantage. Although he completed it seriously, his results were not outstanding in a competition field full of masters.
When he went downstairs to hand in his number vest, a tall man with blond curly hair came towards him. The man had very light eyes. He smiled at him and whistled, "Sweetheart."
These three words were pronounced crookedly and don't sound like a native speaker.
The man looked at him and smiled. That look made people feel uncomfortable. Then he spoke again, "Pretty boy, see you next time."
After saying that, he walked away laughing and arm in arm with a few other big guys who also had blond hair and blue eyes.
Xu Shu came over from nowhere and saw that Fang Shimian didn't look angry. Then he said, "Police schools abroad will also participate. They have an advantage in shooting."
Fang Shimian nodded, not taking it too seriously, thinking about the fried chicken in the cafeteria.
Unexpectedly, we met that group of people in the second round.
While standing on the periphery waiting for the game, the foreign team kept looking at Fang Shimian intentionally or unintentionally.
Students from the same school formed their own teams, with ten people in each group. The team leader of Fang Shimian's pair drew lots to be the attacking side.
In the deliberately old abandoned building, ten people were divided into three, five, and two groups and acted in two routes: one for a feint attack and the other for the main force to ransack the house.
Fang Shimian was assigned to a three-person team for a feint attack to divert attention, attract firepower, and achieve a quick victory.
They crouched, holding their guns tightly in their hands. The captain was directing them through the earphones to check the situation on the second floor.
There are two rooms on the second floor. There is no one in the first room. When approaching the second room, Fang Shimian suddenly raised his hand and pressed his center of gravity down a little.
The teammate paused, holding the gun and nodded at the other party.
Fang Shimian raised the gun slightly.
With a loud "bang", the wooden door fell down. Fang Shimian rolled over and raised his head to see the big man squatting in the corner.
Fang Shimian quickly fired in that direction, but there was someone behind him. As soon as he fired a shot, he felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and a small puff of white smoke immediately came out of his bulletproof vest.
He attracted firepower and worked with two teammates to complete the cleanup, quickly eliminating suspicious locations. Although the hostages were not here, it was a good deal to exchange one for two.
The "dead" personnel remain on the spot waiting for liquidation.
Fang Shimian had just put down his gun and leaned against the wall when another big man who had already "died" came over.
A very strong smell hit me in the face.
"Stay where you are and wait." Fang Shimian spoke in a clear voice, frowning slightly.
The man glanced at his partner next to him, and the two of them laughed inexplicably. He then looked at Fang Shimian, poked his knee with the muzzle of the gun, and said in a very unfluent way: "Sweetheart, let's be friends."
No respect for people.
Fang Shimian didn't like it, so he put his knees back, raised his legs slightly, and kicked the black muzzle of the gun away. "The exercise is over. Don't point the gun at people. Didn't your teacher teach you that?"
The man seemed to feel embarrassed in front of his friends. His face turned red, he dropped the gun and rushed towards Fang Shimian.
When the instructor in charge of maintaining order arrived at the room on the second floor, the two men had already started fighting.
Facing an opponent who was obviously bigger and stronger than him, the black-haired boy was not afraid at all. Sometimes he would strike randomly without any rules, and sometimes he would use fighting and grappling techniques.
Normally, without long-term targeted training, in this kind of close combat, when the opponent's fist is about to fall on the face, the average person's reaction is to close their eyes and dodge based on intuition.
Fang Shimian was different. When the fist came at him, he was most focused, his eyes were wide open and sharp, and his opponent couldn't punch him on the head at all.
This was all thanks to that tragic childhood. Fang Guohong never cared when he beat people. When he was angry, he would hit them on the head with sticks and fists. His strong desire to survive in his childhood made him learn without any instruction how to keep his eyes open even when being beaten.
Keep thinking when the fists are coming.
Fang Shimian rode on the red-faced big man, put his elbow on the man's neck, lowered his eyes to look at him, and said in a calm tone, "Sweetheart?"
The man was stunned for a moment, and his expression slowly changed.
Dust flew up, and a stern reprimand echoed in the empty room.
The instructor and teacher came over to separate the people, and their eyes casually glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner.
After roughly understanding the situation, the teacher in charge of the Haishi Police Academy glanced at his own child who was standing upright, then looked at the foreigner with a bruised face and nose, leaning against the wall in a daze. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, but then he suppressed it tightly.
"I understand the situation. We accept the disqualification for fighting, but our children are being bullied and we don't fight back, and we just let them provoke us? We are here to compete in an upright manner, not to be cowards! I will not let this matter go until you, the organizers, give us an explanation!"
When the matter was reported to the senior supervisors of the tournament, Huo Yue was checking the surveillance footage with several other colleagues.
"They are still young and energetic." Lin Ji sighed with a smile. He didn't say what he should say so as not to embarrass the school.
Huo Yue looked normal and silent as usual. He looked up at the game score displayed on the big screen, then lowered his eyes and put the cap back on the pen in his hand.
Lin Ji watched for a while, still very interested. He turned his head casually and asked, "Is that boy your child?"
The police inspector's epaulettes on the man's navy blue uniform shone with the aura of power. Lin Ji took a look and turned his head away.
Unexpectedly, Huo Yue did not deny it. He put the pen aside and folded his fingers in a relaxed posture, showing a strong sense of oppression from a superior.
"It's my house. Ask him to come over and say hello later."
Lin Ji's eyes widened a little, he smiled, and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'll take care of him. If nothing else, I will definitely not let him suffer any grievances."
"Thank you very much."
Lin Ji was flattered and smiled, "It's just my job as a teacher. Director Huo, you're too polite."
Hearing this, Huo Yue nodded slightly and said no more.
He and Lin Ji were attending the meeting on behalf of Hai City Police Academy, so it was natural for him to be biased.
The other senior executives each had their own considerations and did not want the matter to become a bigger issue.
In the end, this matter was not announced, and the teachers in charge of each team only gave verbal warnings. The student from the foreign team who committed the offense was sent back to his country.
Although Fang Shimian failed to finish the race successfully, he still received an electronic certificate of participation in the semi-finals.
*
The time in college passed by in a flash, and the registration time for the first batch of written tests for the public security joint examination was announced.
The atmosphere in the dormitory became very tense and everyone began to study seriously.
The Haishi Police Academy has more positions that can stay in Haishi than other police academies, but only the top one-third can stay in Haishi. The competition for positions in the city is the greatest, and only those who rank very high have a chance.
Fang Shimian wanted to be closer to Huo Zhongshan, so he worked harder during this period. As he had fewer classes in his senior year, he spent most of his time in the library watching online courses and studying exercises, and he didn't go out on weekends. Huo Zhongshan didn't say anything, but only asked him to video chat with him when he was studying.
When starting a video, the background must be complete and the face must be fully exposed. What is very unfair is that only one hand can be seen on Huo Zhongshan's side.
But it’s okay. Fang Shimian felt that if Huo Zhongshan himself was always in the camera, it might affect his studies.
Perhaps because he was too nervous, Fang Shimian couldn't sleep well in the days before the exam. He was worried that if he didn't pass the exam for a position in Shanghai, he would be far away from Huo Zhongshan, which made him anxious.
The exam was held in the school's teaching building. The day of the written exam was the first weekend after New Year's Day. After finishing the last computer-based exam, Fang Shimian walked out of the school gate, got in the car, and fell asleep on Huo Zhongshan.
Although he has not received the written test results yet, Fang Shimian has a hunch that he should have done well. The next steps are physical tests and interviews.
Fang Shimian was not worried about the physical test at all, but for the interview, Fang Shimian still found it a little hard to imagine the scene of answering questions by himself in front of several teachers, and he was very nervous about it.
So after much thought, Fang Shimian decided to sign up for a class. After careful selection, he found an interview class with a relatively suitable price in the comments under a video.
On the first day of the interview class, Fang Shimian found that his mouth seemed to be unable to speak all of a sudden. He sat in that single seat, looking at the several slightly fierce and unfamiliar teachers in front of him, and his mind suddenly went blank.
The teacher gave him a very low score, ranking second to last in the class, and the last one got no grade because that person fainted from nervousness during the stress interview.
Fang Shimian sat alone in the classroom for a long time, holding the thin report card.
In the afternoon, Huo Zhongshan drove to the institution to pick him up. After Fang Shimian got in the car, he was speechless and kept looking at the transcript in his hand.
In three years, the childishness on Fang Shimian's face faded, and his appearance became more and more handsome. His figure was straight and upright, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed. From the appearance alone, he had become a healthy and handsome young man.
But now, the handsome young man sitting in the passenger seat, holding his report card dejectedly, seemed to have not changed much from a few years ago. Perhaps it was because he had not suffered a setback in his grades for a long time and he looked very depressed.
Huo Zhongshan turned on the turn signal, one hand on the steering wheel, the other hand lazily resting on the edge of the steering wheel, the car smoothly drove into the expressway, the tall and handsome man glanced at the depressed young man with a barely visible smile in his eyes, "Why, did the teacher say that?"
Fang Shimian folded up the transcript and put it in his pocket, saying in a muffled voice, "Brother, what if I don't get a job in the city?"
While waiting for the traffic light, the man put his big palm on the top of Fang Shimian's head and rubbed it twice, then moved his hand along his cheek to his chin, scratching it lightly, gently and carelessly.
Fang Shimian suddenly lowered his head and buried the lower half of his face in the palm of his hand.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but in the faint woody aroma, he smelled a hint of gunpowder smoke.
The dry palms became slightly moist because of the warm breath from the boy's nose.
Huo Zhongshan's fingers suddenly tightened, pinching the young man's cheek. His beautiful, rich eyes looked at him blankly, and he called out vaguely, "Brother."
The big hands then slowly loosened their grip with a look of unfulfilled desire, and the index finger with thin calluses slid across the young man's lips, pressing them lightly.
The green light came on and Huo Zhongshan put his hands back on the steering wheel, his eyes still calm.
The vehicle continued to move.
"It doesn't matter where the post is. Even if you are assigned to the countryside, you can still build roads and houses. If the location is good, you can build a farm and decorate it according to your preferences. It's a good opportunity to transport your two horses here as well." The man's voice was very calm, and he didn't seem to take this matter too seriously.
Fang Shimian: "No, I want to be closer to you. I will do well in the exam and choose a position in the top ten...top fifty!"
Huo Zhongshan turned the steering wheel, slowed down the car, looked ahead, and asked slowly, "Does the interview score account for a high percentage?"
"Yeah, half of it." Fang Shimian looked a little listless, his head resting on the seat, his hands fiddling with the seat belt unconsciously.
"Want to do well in the exam?" The man looked at the flat straight road ahead and said in a nonchalant tone.
"think."
Huo Zhongshan tapped the steering wheel with his hand intermittently. After a moment, he said, "Don't go to that institution. I'll find someone to give you special training."
Fang Shimian thought Huo Zhongshan wanted to enroll him in a new class. He was about to refuse but suddenly seemed to remember something, and his face turned red, but he didn't say it in the end.
In the previous month, Fang Shimian did not simulate that kind of stressful interview again. Instead, he followed the teacher that Huo Zhongshan found for him, specifically learning how to answer different types of questions, and also memorized some very contagious words and phrases.
During one-on-one sessions, Fang Shimian was able to express his ideas fluently and deal with several types of questions fluently. Later, when there were two teachers listening to him solve the problems, he was also able to feel relaxed.
A few days before the interview, the special training that Huo Zhongshan mentioned finally arrived.
Fang Shimian didn't expect that the so-called interview training would actually require Huo Yue and others to personally simulate the interview scenario for him.
When Fang Shimian was brought into the specially decorated interview room by Huo Zhongshan, after seeing the situation inside, he stood at the door for a long time and couldn't move.
But in a place that Fang Shimian didn't notice, Huo Zhongshan paused when he saw a group of people sitting inside, and his eyes narrowed dangerously. He looked calm and didn't say anything. He walked in calmly and sat in the examiner's seat.
Huo Yue, who had been successfully promoted to the third-level police inspector, was wearing a dark brown casual jacket and sitting upright. When he saw Fang Shimian coming, he put away his phone and looked solemn, obviously intending to take this matter very seriously.
Huo Jun was also there, looking very happy, and sitting next to him was Zhou Yu, who was wearing formal attire.
Zhou Yu's suit jacket was casually hung on the back of the chair, and he wore an ascetic white shirt under his plaid vest. He didn't wear a hat this time, and his delicate and handsome features were fully revealed. He was even more handsome than in the movies and looked gentle and elegant.
What Fang Shimian didn't expect the most was Qin Liu. As the health of the chairman of Keyai Group became worse and worse in the past two years, Qin Liu became the biggest thorn in the eyes of those people. He was repeatedly assassinated, his whereabouts became more and more secretive, and he spent very little time in the country.
Qin Liu was playing with the timer in his hand and gave Fang Shimian a smile that he was very familiar with.
There were two other men in the examiner's seat whom Fang Shimian did not recognize. They were also well-dressed and had a dignified aura, unlike ordinary people. They looked at Fang Shimian with a little surprise and a bright smile.
There were seven people. To be honest, Fang Shimian didn't even want to enter the door at this moment.
When Fang Shimian walked to the examinee's individual seat with his head held high, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his head. He only dared to look at Huo Zhongshan who was sitting in the examiner's seat.
Qin Liu had obviously taken the trouble to understand the examination process. When Fang Shimian bowed and said, "Hello, examiners," Qin Liu followed the procedure very well and said in a clear and precise voice, "Examinee, please take a seat."
The handsome mixed-race boy half-closed his eyes and smiled, placed his fingers casually on the timer, and lightly raised his index finger to tap it.
"Congratulations on passing the written test and entering the interview phase. Today we will conduct the examination in a structured manner. We hope to get to know you better through face-to-face conversation. We hope you can answer seriously and truthfully. Are you ready?"
Fang Shimian's heart started beating wildly when he heard this. The tall man sitting in the main seat had no expression, but he didn't look stern either. He looked at Fang Shimian calmly, his gaze was indifferent, and there was a certain sense of oppression.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Huo Zhongshan was in a bad mood.
Even though most of the people he met were acquaintances, Fang Shimian still spoke incoherently during the first round of questions and was unable to concentrate fully on thinking about the questions.
When it comes to the second half, the handsome and heroic young man sitting in the center has a visibly sad expression.
With his brows lowered and his eyes lowered, the young man looked particularly fair with his short black hair. His clean and slender fingers trembled nervously on the white paper on the table, and he seemed to be very tense.
But he didn't know that this look made it impossible for those imposing men in the examiner's seat to take their eyes away.
The teachers that Huo Zhongshan originally found for interviews were secretly replaced by this group of people. He didn't need to think about who came up with this idea, but he didn't expect that Huo Yue would also be involved.
Huo Yue was indeed experienced and capable, and was also considered a senior to Fang Shimian in this field, so he did not turn hostile.
It doesn't feel good to covet and spy on treasure, but it does have benefits for the other party.
It was not until Fang Shimian finished his stuttering speech and looked up at Qin Liu nervously that he realized that he had not pressed the timer at all.
Qin Liu coughed lightly, and Shi Mian smiled gently, "Shi Mian, come with me to rest for a while."
Fang Shimian followed Qin Liu out after getting Huo Zhongshan's tacit consent. Huo Jun also followed lazily, guarding Qin Liu like a thief, and said bluntly: "Your major is too relevant. I'm afraid you'll kidnap my child."
Qin Liu raised his eyebrows slightly. He was not surprised by Huo Jun's appearance. He did not even glance at him. He just said to Shi Mian, "I can watch you answer questions in the examination room, and I can also play with you with building blocks. Shi Mian, do you think I'm scary?"
Fang Shimian looked at Qin Liu and shook his head.
"You think interviews are scary only because you think highly of the examiners and think too highly of them, so you naturally put yourself low." Qin Liu reached out and touched Fang Shimian's head. "When you were in shooting training at the police academy, when you took the gun to shoot, did you pay attention to your classmates' gazes?"
During shooting training, your attention must be on the gun, because that is the bullet that has real lethality, so of course you won't be distracted.
"You're not right." Qin Liu's hand that was on Fang Shimian's head had fallen into his hand without him knowing when. He opened Fang Shimian's slightly moist hand with a focused look, as if he was checking to see if there were any calluses from holding a gun.
"Because you need to concentrate fully when holding a gun, and the classmates around you will not focus all their attention on you." Qin Liu's fingers were just about to touch Fang Shimian's palm when Huo Jun suddenly reached out and pulled Fang Shimian a little closer to him.
"Just keep talking honestly, why are you making such a fuss?"
Qin Liu's eyes were sharp for a moment, but he quickly concealed it. He clicked his tongue and looked at Huo Jun indifferently, with annoyance flashing in his eyes.
It's fine that the rivals are extremely jealous when they meet, but the wife is still calm and unmoved like a mountain. They don't even have the status of a mistress, so I don't know what there is to quarrel about.
What's the point of Huo Jun keeping a close eye on people? He is still helpless in front of his second brother who has such powerful connections. It's a waste of his proximity to his brother.
Could it be that he wants to outlast Huo Zhongshan and then take his place?
joke.
Qin Liu clenched his empty hands and continued, "It's actually the same during the interview. There's no difference. You just need to concentrate on thinking about the questions, because the examiners have interviewed many times and they are also very tired. They won't listen and watch very seriously, just like your classmates."
"So don't be too anxious about the attention others put on you. After a while, you will treat them as blind and deaf. You just need to say what you want to say. It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, but you have to be confident."
Fang Shimian nodded as if he understood, and his mind was indeed much clearer.
The second time he walked in, Fang Shimian had already prepared himself mentally. He pursed his lips and imagined himself as an invisible man who could not be seen by anyone.
This time it was obviously much better than before. When answering the questions, Huo Zhongshan nodded slightly at him, which made Fang Shimian more confident.
He gradually found his feeling. One examiner, two examiners, or seven examiners did not seem to have much influence on him. He still only answered so many questions and said so many words.
The number of people and the venue do not limit his thinking.
This mock interview lasted for three days, from 7 to 9 p.m. each day.
These rarely seen busy people were in perfect harmony and never missed a single meeting.
Only after Fang Shimian was able to express his opinions calmly did Huo Zhongshan decisively and quickly end this special training.
Huo Jun took the initiative to suggest that everyone have a meal together.
Fang Shimian deeply agreed with this and thought that the examiners should be rewarded, so he readily agreed.
Everyone subconsciously focused their attention on certain people.
Huo Zhongshan smiled slowly and said nothing.
In the restaurant.
After a very brief introduction from Huo Zhongshan, Fang Shimian learned that the two strange men were also good friends of Huo Zhongshan during his study abroad, with extraordinary backgrounds, and they took advantage of the opportunity to come here this time because they had long heard of Fang Shimian's name and wanted to meet him in person.
During the meal, Fang Shimian naturally focused on this person. Everyone would occasionally talk about Fang Shimian's lofty ambitions when answering questions, and would also tease him, telling him not to be a policeman and to do business with them, and they would ensure that he would not lose money.
Introduce him a certain stock, fund, or profitable business investment, or even real estate in a certain area on the spot.
These are all good deals that only make money and never lose money.
Huo Yue, who had been silent, listened for a while, raised his glass symbolically, and smiled slightly, "I finally have a successor, everyone should let the child grow freely."
The others laughed and toasted Huo Yue to apologize. Fang Shimian also laughed and raised his juice a beat later and drank it all.
He sat between Huo Zhongshan and Qin Liu. There were two glasses of wine on Qin Liu's table. He didn't like champagne, so the glass of champagne that was still steaming remained untouched and was quietly placed not far from Fang Shimian's hand.
At your fingertips.
Fang Shimian only has juice here, an endless supply of freshly squeezed juice.
Some time ago, he went out for dinner with his roommates and got drunk, so Huo Zhongshan picked him up personally.
Not only was he given a good beating, but he was also banned from drinking alcohol the next day and was not allowed to drink outside.
But the champagne was so tempting that Fang Shimian swallowed his saliva. Just as he stretched out his hand, he heard Huo Zhongshan curved his lips and said to the waiter beside him, "The champagne is not at the right drinking temperature. Go and change a glass for Mr. Qin."
Fang Shimian's movements froze and he ate his food obediently.
When the new champagne was served, Qin Liu suddenly came over and gently pushed the bottle in front of Fang Shimian, smiling very gently.
"Drink if you want. I don't like this. Don't waste it."
Fang Shimian turned to look at Huo Zhongshan and found that the man had no intention of stopping him, so he shyly picked up the drink and took a big sip.
The cold liquid, the entrance...
It tastes bland.
It's ice water.
Fang Shimian took a sip and put it aside. Huo Zhongshan picked up some food for him without changing his expression, as if he was completely unaware of the situation.
Qin Liu smiled, gentle and gentlemanly, and asked, "How does it taste?"
"It tastes good." Fang Shimian silently put the vegetables that the head of the family had picked aside.
The childish ghost Huo Zhongshan.
Unexpectedly, the man not only didn't let him drink, but also slowly picked up the wine glass in front of him that had never been touched, and sipped it slowly.
On purpose!
Fang Shimian was feeling indignant when the man suddenly put his hand on his collar. He thought he was straightening his clothes, but instead he felt a slight tightening around his neck.
The necklace was hooked up and pulled neither lightly nor heavily. Fang Shimian followed the force and moved closer to Huo Zhongshan.
The mature and noble man leaned forward slightly, his pure black suit gave him a sense of abstinence, and the familiar woody aroma mixed with the mellow wine.
As the sounds of laughter and conversation around him gradually died down, he slowly approached Fang Shimian, gently curled his lips at the young man's slightly shocked gaze, then turned and paused beside the young man's red-hot ear.
Fang Shimian only felt something soft touching his ear for a moment, and his body trembled involuntarily, with an indescribable heat rising up.
Huo Zhongshan's voice was smiling and his tone was slow and elegant.
"Go home and find a place to lie down and wait to be punished."
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