This was not the first time Zuo Yamei came here. She walked through the corridor familiarly and opened the door closest to her. It was a large rectangular room with lights on. In the middle was
There is a huge long table with a dozen chairs placed along the table. Against the wall are rows of wooden lockers and benches.
Zuo Yamei opened the locker, took off her cloak, carefully arranged it and hung it in the wardrobe. She carefully arranged her hair and clothes in front of the glass mirror embedded on the inside of the door, and after making sure there were no omissions, she took out a pair of shoes from the lower floor of the locker.
These shoes are very rare - a pair of black pumps with deerskin leather. They were made by a shoemaker found by the Senate from European prisoners in a labor camp. After providing him with many pairs of worn modern leather shoes as a
After taking samples and providing a full set of technical information, we finally made a decent modern style leather shoe.
Naturally, this kind of purely handmade product is not very efficient, and is limited by the supply cost of leather. The output is not large, and only a few styles are produced in small batches for use by the Senate and some naturalized workers who need to wear uniforms and "pay attention to appearance".
Zuo Yamei's pair of shoes was allotted after she was selected to participate in training here - they are kept in the dressing box on weekdays and only worn when coming to training.
She carefully wiped the uppers of her shoes to make sure there was no dirt, then looked at herself in the mirror for the last time, took out her name tag, clipped it to her collar, and locked the door of the locker.
Next door to the dressing room was the dressing room, but the notice for today's gathering clearly stated "no makeup," so she didn't go in. She walked directly to the physical training room at the back.
This is the third time she has come here since she participated in the selection. After the primary and second selections, there are not many people left. Zuo Yamei feels a little nervous - since the maid training class was reorganized into the College of Arts and Sciences, she has changed from the maid training class to the College of Arts and Sciences.
The last graduating class of the class became the first graduating class of the College of Arts and Sciences.
Although she was no longer a "slave" in the general office after the restructuring, she and her sisters in the same situation were still very disappointed when they lost the opportunity to be a "slave" of the elders. Everyone knew that if they could work as a "slave" for the chief, they would have to make a living.
"Secretary". She may become a concubine of the elders in the future. If she gives birth to a boy and a girl, and the mother is more valuable than the son, she will definitely be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of her life. Especially her achievements and ratings in the training class.
They all ranked among the best, and even the teacher said it was a pity when they were included in the graduation list.
But recently, she has not been so regretful: Zuo Yamei has never seen pork and has seen pigs running: The chief will definitely have many wives and concubines in the future, and there will be no shortage of jealousy in the family. The conflict has become acute, and a woman of refugee origin like herself...
Being humble and having no one in her natal family, she is simply a natural target of being bullied. If the eldest woman were meaner, let alone wealth and wealth, she might not even be able to save her life. It was not uncommon in the Ming Dynasty for eldest women to abuse their maids and concubines to death.
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Although the chiefs are more approachable and friendly than the rich people of the Ming Dynasty, as long as there is a difference between a wife and a concubine, this kind of thing will happen. It is just a matter of degree.
Some of her seniors did become "big wives", but they were very few. Most of them were nameless "life secretaries" even if they gave birth to children for the elders, so her feelings about becoming a "life secretary" were also mixed.
It's a lot colder.
This time, she was suddenly notified to participate in the selection of literary and artistic groups, which caught her off guard. After joining the national police, she was not used to the high-intensity work here, but more than a year of intensive education gave her a better foundation than others, and she learned to adapt.
It’s also very fast. Besides, I’m already somewhat familiar with the work.
However, Zuo Yamei immediately realized the significance of the selection. She had already received physical and dance training in the maid training class, and had also observed some "shadow plays" of "Australian Song and Dance" and demonstration performances by female veterans. She knew
The elders like "Australian song and dance" very much. When she was a maid trainee and served as a waiter at annual meetings and other elder gatherings, she saw with her own eyes the intoxicated and enthusiastic emotions of the chiefs when the female elders danced - although those dances were on the left.
It seems that Yamei is a bit too "wild".
If you can make further progress in this area and win the favor of the elders, even if you don't become a life secretary, it will be of great benefit to the future.
With this idea in mind, Zuo Yamei tried her best to show the various knowledge and skills she learned in the maid training class during the selection, and tried hard to imitate the "Australian style" learned from the "internal reference film" and the female veteran
"I have successfully passed two rounds of selection with my words and deeds, and the results of the selection will be announced today.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. In her mind, she reviewed over and over again the homework assigned to them by Liu Shuixin after the last selection: memorizing a minute and a half of dance and a song.
Dancing is not too difficult for Zuo Yamei. In the maid training class, her performance in physical dance has always been good, but singing is difficult - there are vocal exercises in the training class, and they have listened to as many modern songs as naturalized citizens.
Most of them have hummed in private to some extent, but have never seriously learned to sing.
She knows her voice well: it's not sweet, and sometimes it's out of tune.
I wonder if I can get into the teacher's eyes in today's selection? Zuo Yamei felt unsure, because there were nearly forty people who entered the third selection, almost all of them were from the maid training class in the past and now the Women's Liberal Arts College
graduates and current students. She is very aware of the teaching strength of the Women's College of Arts and Sciences in this area. In particular, she heard from a school girl that the College of Arts and Sciences has opened a special major in literature and art, specializing in cultivating women who can use musical instruments, sing and dance.
child.
If it were them, their strength would definitely be higher than hers. Zuo Yamei couldn't help but secretly worry - it is said that more than half of them will be eliminated in this selection.
The rehearsal room was already filled with young girls, all wearing the same style of clothes as Zuo Yami. Some of them she knew, and they greeted each other quietly. Other than that, most of them were silent.
Some simply closed their eyes, but could not hide their nervousness. Zuo Yamei was also a little nervous. She checked that the first group had already entered. She had already received her number when she left last time and was assigned to the fifth group.
The door of the rehearsal room was closed, and vague music could be heard coming from inside: after passing the last audition, she and all the qualified candidates participated in a two-day and one-night stay here to rehearse the dance of this piece.
As soon as she heard this song, Zuo Yamei became more and more nervous. She couldn't help but imitate it with her fingers.
While I was nervous, the music inside stopped, and then someone seemed to be talking. A few minutes later, the door of the rehearsal room opened, and the first group of girls who participated in the audition had walked out. The girls standing outside the door automatically
The road was divided for them to pass through. Although everyone had a nonchalant expression when they came out, the joy, worry and disappointment on their brows could still be seen.
Although the official results will not be announced until a few days after all interviews are completed, their performance in the selection and the attitude of the judges can already explain a lot of problems.
The last girl in the first group came out, and Zuo Yamei recognized her: this was her school girl Lin Aili. She was said to be a school girl, but in fact she had been in school for a long time: she was sent to Lingao Laide from Guangzhou Station.
She is less than ten years old. She went to the maid training class after attending junior high school in Fangcaodi. Probably because she was raised in Fangcaodi, Lin Aili's figure, temperament and demeanor are comparable to those of "Australians" compared to other girls.
The similarity was the highest. There was a heated discussion in the maid training class about which elder she would be selected for. After the training class was changed to a liberal arts college, she officially transferred to the literature and art major. She was a super popular figure in the selection.
As soon as she came out, she was surrounded by several girls she knew and asked questions. Zuo Yamei felt a little ashamed and moved further away.
There were six people in one group, and after four groups passed without stopping, someone finally came out to say hello: "The fifth group is ready to enter! Get ready to dance."
Zuo Yamei took a deep breath, moved her body, and touched her clothes for the last time. She followed the staff's greeting and walked in.
The lights in the rehearsal room were bright, and there was a row of long tables in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror wall. Seven or eight "chiefs" were sitting behind the tables - all different in height, short, fat, and thin. Some of them Zuo Yamei had seen before, and some were...
Appears for the first time.
What surprised her the most was that there was actually an old boss in the national police: Wu Ciren.
Wu Ciren is the chief of the traffic police department and has little interaction with Zuo Yamei. However, his unusual height and weight make him a "giant" in the local area, so he is very well-known among the national police.
Such a strong man is also interested in literature and art? Zuo Yamei is a little surprised - she knows a little bit about Australian culture: this oriental chief with long flowing hair, which is rare among male chiefs, is "Australian style literature and art"
"The appearance.
Another person she was familiar with was Liu Shuixin, the teacher who taught them dance. She looked haggard and seemed a little overworked.
Number papers were temporarily posted on the smooth paulownia wood floor. Everyone stood in position according to their group number and bowed together: "Good evening."
"Hello." The host of the selection was Liu Shuixin. "Today is the third round of selection, and it is also the final selection." She emphasized the word "final", "Which of you can stay depends on your performance this time. .Please work hard to express yourself."