The young man with medium-length hair sighed helplessly. Although he was worried that saying such words would lead to failure in the interview, he also felt that saying this was in line with his childhood style.
A few minutes later, the naturally curly boy came out with his hands in his pockets. Seeing this, he quickly stepped forward and asked:
"Xiao Zhenping, you wouldn't..."
"Of course I passed, idiot."
The boy with naturally curly hair took out the admission letter that he had folded into a tofu block, shook it in front of him and stuffed it back, unlike the others who kept it carefully.
Fujiwara Yu frowned and watched the two men leave, then pushed the door open and walked in at the interviewer's urging.
He obviously didn't understand why a guy who wanted to beat up the Superintendent wanted to become a policeman, nor did he understand how someone who said such things could pass the interview. Is his background in natural curls so impressive?
It has to be said that this naturally curly boy called "Xiao Zhenping" has been put on Fujiwara Yu's blacklist of "I hope we are not classmates".
"Take a seat and introduce yourself."
Fujiwara Yuu sat upright on a folding chair, his hands flat on his knees, and spoke clearly:
"My name is Fujiwara Yuu, I'm twenty years old, and I graduated from Touto University with a degree in psychology. My father is my only family member, and my mother passed away three years ago due to illness."
When the interviewer heard the name "Fujiwara Yuu", he knew that the boy in front of him was the first one chosen by the top management to be directly admitted. Speaking of which, the other one who tied for first place was named Furuya.
Thinking that the child in front of me is only twenty years old this year, I can't help but sigh in my heart: It's true that the new generation pushes the old generation forward, and the Metropolitan Police Department is seriously involuntarily.
"Here is your acceptance letter, come and get it."
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