Dark clouds blanketed the sky, and the gloomy weather put everyone in a terrible mood. Lin Yang sat in an agent's car on his way to an interview.
"Sigh! My luck these past few days has been unbelievable. I got blocked on the road as soon as I left home, the traffic lights broke down while I was crossing, I hit a wall when I got there, then a dump truck blocked the road on my way home. Once I finally made it back, the car got stuck in a ditch. I hope my luck turns around now that I'm out of town," Lin Yang mused. As he was thinking, the tires screeched against the road, jolting him out of his reverie. With a bang, the car crashed into the vehicle in front. After the two sides failed to reach an agreement, the agent said to Lin Yang, "Looks like this won't be sorted out any time soon. You'll have to walk the rest of the way yourself. It's not far ahead."
Looking at the desolate road ahead, Lin Yang hoisted his heavy backpack, held his quilt, and trudged on step by step. After half an hour, he finally saw a crowd of people carrying luggage. Lin Yang picked up his pace, made his way through the crowd, asked the staff for directions, and entered the interview venue.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
