I Am the President of the University

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Guanghua University School of Engineering and Technology teaching building.

There were many young people standing outside the door of Classroom 312.

Liu Yue took several deep breaths, but the tension in her heart did not diminish at all.

"Xiaoyu, I feel like my heart is about to beat out!" She looked at her roommate Hu Xiaoyu beside her and asked in a panic.

"Yueyue, why are you nervous? We are from the Peking University School of Medicine. Isn't it appropriate to apply for a job at Guanghua University?" Hu Xiaoyu said confidently.

"But, but the others are not bad!" Liu Yue was about to cry.

Isn’t Guanghua University a private second-tier university?

Why are the candidates in the same batch as me all 985 Ph.D. There were even many postdocs who had returned from overseas, which made her even more panicked.

A small Guanghua University recruits full-time teachers and attracts a lot of great minds!

"It's okay, you're not bad either, don't worry!" Hu Xiaoyu said comfortingly.

"I, my article is still not enough. I'm afraid I won't pass the interview later..." Liu Yue bit her lip and said.

The recruitment of full-time teachers in colleges and universities is generally divided into: written examination + trial lecture + interview. Among these three links, the written test may be canceled depending on the number of applicants.

This time, the medical school recruitment does not require a written test, and only requires a 15-minute trial lecture + interview.

Because the articles on her resume were not good enough, Liu Yue spent a lot of time on trial lectures these days in order to increase her chances of passing.

For example, I prepared exquisite PPTs and rehearsed many class scenes with my roommates in the dormitory.

Even so, I still couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

"Okay, it's almost our turn now. It's useless for you to panic, right? Adjust your mentality, you can do it!" In contrast, Hu Xiaoyu, who was more concerned, looked indifferent.

After all, as a member of the Peking University School of Medicine, even if my major is basic medicine, I still have no worries about finding a job.

At this time, the sound in the classroom stopped, and then a young man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the teacher's room. The moment he walked out of the door, he seemed to be relieved.

Just as the next student was about to enter, a teacher wearing glasses walked out of the classroom and stood at the door and said something to everyone outside.

"There will be a ten-minute pause. Everyone, please wait a moment."

After the words fell, a middle-aged man walked out of the classroom and left in a hurry.

Liu Yue looked at this scene with her mouth wide open and doubts in her mind.

"This, this is not the interviewer? Why is the interviewer gone?"

Although it wasn't her turn yet, she could still get a little peek inside while standing outside.

Among the seven interviewers inside, the one sitting in the middle seemed to be this middle-aged man.

Less than ten minutes after the middle-aged man walked, there was the sound of "tapping" footsteps at the corner of the classroom.

Liu Yue subconsciously looked over and saw a young man wearing a short white shirt and black trousers.

"So handsome..." Liu Yue was stunned and murmured.

Just watching this young man walk calmly among the applicants, and then walked into Classroom 312.

In classrooms.

Zhao Donglai, the director of the First Affiliated Hospital of Guanghua University, looked at Chen Hao's appearance with joy on his face. He quickly stood up and came forward to greet him, extending his hand, "Principal, it's too troublesome for you. Please sit down!"

"It's not troublesome, but it's thanks to Dean Zhao and everyone." Chen Hao smiled, shook hands, and smiled at the other directors of the affiliated hospitals who came over.

"It's not hard work, it's not hard work. The principal is serious. This is what we should do!"

"That's right, we are from the affiliated hospital. We are still connected to the school even if our bones are broken. We are closer than family members!"

"The hardest thing is for you, the principal. You are a good principal for the school and the students!"

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