MTL - From White Box To Supervision-Chapter 1 Sleeping on the street without finding a job

"Zhang Beichuan, you are really good. You ran away from home in silence and went to school in District 11 for five years. Now that you graduated, you still haven't come back? Do you still have my sister in your eyes?"

"Sister, I'm not a child now, I just want to find a job here to fulfill my dream." Zhang Beichuan said to his mobile phone after carrying the goods over and over again.

"Dream? How much have you paid for this dream, my parents are gone, and now I only have your own brother." Zhang Zilin's voice was a little choked.

"I know." Zhang Beichuan said, "Sister, you are giving me two years. If I haven't achieved anything in two years, I will go back."

Zhang Zilin was silent for a moment. She knew that she could not persuade this younger brother who had ideas since childhood, and said, "Come back when you are tired. Sister, this place will always be your home."

"I know."

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After hanging up the phone, Zhang Beichuan was a little stunned. After a long time, he sighed.

It's been almost five years since I came to this 11th District. How much effort I spent to graduate from this school, how could I quit because of one thing.

Zhang Beichuan grew up in Huaxia since he was a child. He had a happy family. He had a sister who was twenty years older than him. He was a parent who had grown up with him, and he was very doting on him. However, misfortune did not come singly. A car accident is not a natural disaster, but an illness.

My father had lung cancer, and my mother died a year after my father passed away.

Therefore, Zhang Beichuan grew up with his sister Zhang Zilin since he was a child. His sister and brother-in-law treated Zhang Beichuan very well, as did Zhang Beichuan from other families. I don't want to trouble my sister, I feel like I'm just a dragging oil bottle, maybe this is hypocritical, my sister is indeed my relative, but not a parent after all.

In junior high school, Zhang Beichuan always lived alone in his room. Occasionally, he saw an animation on TV, an animation from District 11, and he still remembered that station - Star TV! The animation is called "Dragon Ball"!

At this moment, Zhang Beichuan was fascinated by animation, this magical and magnificent world. Every night, he would always wait on this stage. Although it was only a few episodes, he always watched it over and over again and never got tired of it.

At that moment, he made up his mind in his heart that I would also make this in the future. For this reason, he treated himself with the requirement of becoming an original artist.

When he knew that he needed to paint, he started to learn painting by himself. When self-study could not satisfy him, he even troubled his sister to enroll him in a painting class.

Needing to know software, he took his brother-in-law's computer and started to teach himself.

After the high school graduation meeting, she secretly went to the animation production university here in District 11 without telling her sister, because Zhang Beichuan could study here!

There are others in China that are not worse than this, but their reputation is not as good as this one.

When he came to District 11, he started working part-time to earn money for himself to study and study here. The most uncomfortable thing was the language problem. Although Zhang Beichuan had also learned a lot of Japanese before he came here, there was no problem with basic speaking, but it was difficult for advanced ones. understood.

There is no way, I can only go to school at the same time.

However, he finally got through it. Just two weeks ago, he finally graduated from the animation university with good grades. It was only half a month after graduation, and Zhang Beichuan never found a job in an animation company.

Zhang Beichuan has participated in many interviews, both large and small, but because he is a foreigner, it is always difficult to find a job. I don’t know where my sister got the news of Zhang Beichuan’s graduation and wants him to return to China to work. Telephone. .

"Beichuan-kun, are you ill, do you look bad?" Torii Ryuta, the store manager who worked part-time, said when Zhang Beichuan looked bad.

Zhang Beichuan heard the words and said, "I'm sorry, store manager, I'm thinking about the interview, I'm very sorry."

"It doesn't matter, Kitagawa-kun, you are interviewing in the afternoon, right?" Torii Ryota asked.

"Yes, so I'm afraid I won't be able to come in the afternoon."

"Go, I'll let Xiaozhi come for you in the afternoon." Torii Ryuta smiled boldly.

"Thank you, store manager."

Zhang Beichuan is very respectful to Torii Ryuta, the store manager. Without him, Zhang Beichuan would have starved to death as soon as he arrived. At that time, Zhang Beichuan had just arrived here and could not even find a job. It's gone, almost sleeping on the street, but the manager of the Torii Ryuta gave Zhang Beichuan a job and introduced him to a very cheap place to work and live. He is the owner of a ramen shop, so Zhang Beichuan is also there. It takes four years to work part-time here.

Torii Ryota smiled and said, "Since it's an interview, you should hurry up and prepare. I've always seen Kitagawa-kun's efforts. I wish you success."

"Thank you for the blessing of the store manager, I will leave first." Zhang Beichuan said.

Zhang Beichuan walked out of his working place, checked the time, got on the tram and returned to his rented apartment, saying that the apartment is a small house, and all the space is occupied by a small workbench. As for the sleeping place, Zhang Beichuan Beichuan usually sleeps in the small cabinet next to him, just like the small cabinet where Doraemon usually sleeps.

From inside the bag, Zhang Beichuan carefully found a suit. This suit was bought specially for a certain event when he just arrived in District 11. For this reason, Zhang Beichuan had to eat instant noodles for more than two months.

It's just that some of the clothes don't fit right now. It's not a problem with your body, but your height. Now you're a lot taller than before, but there's nothing you can do. Zhang Beichuan doesn't have the extra money to buy another one.

"I'll take a look at the company I'm going to interview for this afternoon. It seems to be Musashino Animation Production Company." Zhang Beichuan checked the interview letter.

Musashino Animation is also a well-known animation company, but it has started to decline over the years. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

I simply bought a bento from the convenience store. After eating, Zhang Beichuan got on the tram and started to go to the interview location.

This is a small building with four buildings, and Zhang Beichuan came inside.

Zhang Beichuan turned on his mobile phone to check the location of his interview, and said to himself, "It should be right here."

"Well... hello, are you also here for the interview?"

Zhang Beichuan suddenly heard the voice of a girl behind him. He saw a girl in a suit talking behind him. She looked very cute, with brown hair and long legs, but she looked very nervous.

Seeing that Zhang Beichuan was looking at him, Miyamori said nervously: "Hello, my name is Miyamori, I'm here for an interview."

"Hello, my name is Zhang Beichuan, and I'm also here to apply."

Zhang Beichuan couldn't help but take a look, cute, um, take another look, um, very cute.

but...

Zhang Beichuan let out a sad sigh in his heart, his livelihood was about to die, how could he even think about it.

"Is Beichuan-kun from China?" Aoi Miyamori asked curiously.

"Well, I came here specifically to study animation production."

"It's really hard work, it should be very hard."

"Alright, here we are."

Beichuan took a look and saw that there were quite a few people around, probably all of them had come to apply for the job.

"Bei Chuan-kun, there are so many people here." Miyamori Aoi looked bad, even a little nervous.

"Relax."

To be honest, Zhang Beichuan was also very nervous, but after all, he had interviewed many times. Although he failed, his mental quality has been tempered a little.

This time, I must succeed, if not, I will sleep on the street!

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