Hassel entered the interview room and saw four people sitting behind a long table. These four people were definitely the interviewers.
Feeling nervous, Hassel went to the interviewee's chair and sat down stiffly.
In the following minutes, Hassel felt dizzy. The interviewers asked questions, and he answered. But after answering, Hassel couldn't remember what he had said.
Then he walked out of the room without waiting for further notice.
"It seems to be over. I think that was a terrible performance," Hassel muttered to himself.
Meanwhile, the four interviewers in the room started to discuss Hassel.
"I wouldn't believe such a fat guy could pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge if I didn't see him in person."
"It seems that you seldom go online. That fat Hassel is a new web celebrity in Los Angeles."
"Web celebrity? Did he do something special?"
"He just finished the 24-hour Frogman Challenge after hard training. For his figure, it was a miracle."
At this time, one of the interviewers took his phone and started searching.
"I found it. This is a picture of him. He was much fatter than he is now. Have a look..." The guy showed the others the picture on his phone.
"Oh my god! He used to be so fat, and he unexpectedly passed the challenge. He must have worked harder than anybody else. That's admirable."
"It says the power of love helped him pass the 24-hour Frogman Challenge. What does that mean?"
"He fell in love with a girl who is a beach lifeguard. Therefore, he wants to be a beach lifeguard for that girl."
"He came to us for an interview, which means the girl he loves is on our Monica South Beach, right? Well, I have a bold idea..."
They looked at each other as if they had seen through each other's thoughts.
...
A shooting match was playing on the TV. A middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa in front of the TV, with a melancholy expression.
Suddenly, the TV was turned off. The middle-aged man turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with dark brown hair standing behind the sofa, holding the remote. Apparently, she had just turned off the TV.
"Honey, don't look back on these depressing things. You should look at something pleasant. If you continue to immerse yourself in your past failure, you'll just burden your mind and heart," the woman said.
The middle-aged man kept silent for a few seconds and said, "I think it's time to retire!"
"What did you say?" The woman was shocked by the unexpected answer.
"I said I should retire." Lowering his head, the middle-aged man sighed. "Every time, every time I fired the last shot, I couldn't make it. I'm tired of this all these years! I really can't persist..." the man said, with his head in his hands. He looked in pain.
The woman looked at her husband heartbrokenly. She knew what her husband had been through all these years. She sympathized with him and felt pity for him, but she also wished he could buck up.
The woman sat next to her husband, holding him in her arms. After he calmed down, she said, "Do you still remember Randy Blake, Adam?"
"You mean that commentator?" the man asked.
"Yes. Him." The woman touched her husband's shoulder lightly and continued to say, "Now he is a partner in a fitness training center, and that is where Taylor has trained."
"I have read some reports. The chief coach there is Chinese, but he helped Taylor to return to his peak," the man said.
"So, I think you should also have a try. Maybe the Chinese coach would help you back too!"
...
Blake entered Dai Li's office and saw Dai Li talking to someone on the phone.
A long time later, Dai Li put down the phone and said, "Hassel called me to tell me he was accepted by the Monica South Beach."
"That's not surprising. Hassel is a web celebrity in Los Angeles now, and he's becoming known as an inspirational role model. He stands for a positive image, a person who is willing to work hard for love. I think it is a good advantage for Monica South Beach. It will attract more visitors there. People will be curious about what the beach lifeguard who was a fat person before looks like, and what the gorgeous girl the fat man loves so much looks like. From a business standpoint, he has a good chance of getting the job," Blake nodded.
"Well, we wish him well. May he finally get his beloved girl!" After saying this, Dai Li continued to ask, "By the way, what have you come to me for?"
"You heard the name Adam Holly, right?" Blake asked.
"That famous shooter?" Dai Li nodded. "I know him. Known as the Tragic Last Shot. He is deeply impressed on my memory. He missed the target that year, so that China got one more gold medal. Now he is known as our national friend."
"I knew them when I was a commentator. Adam's wife Karina was also a shooting world champion. Mrs. Holly just called me, and they want to train here," Blake said.
"Just Mrs. Holly, or both of them?" Dai Li asked.
"Sorry, I didn't make it clear. Mrs. Holly applied for her husband, and only Adam Holly will come for training," Blake explained.
"It's the first time for me to deal with the fitness training of shooters. As far as I'm concerned, shooting doesn't require much physical ability." Dai Li thought about it and revised his previous statement immediately. "But not necessarily. If I remember correctly, Adam Holly was in the 50-meter rifle shooting with three positions. This event consists of three positions, and each position needs 40 shoots, 120 in all, and then 10 shoots in the final. The whole competition lasts more than four hours. Therefore, the 50-meter rifle shooting with three positions is known as the marathon of shooting."
"You are right. But Adam Holly isn't coming for physical training," Blake said.
"What is he coming here for, if not physical training? This is not a shooting center. To be honest, I know nothing about shooting. So, I can't give any guidance to this world champion. Does he want to be a coach here?" Dai Li asked in confusion, shrugging his shoulders.
"You know that Adam Holly is known as the Tragic Last Shot, and he can never make the last shot. So, his wife hopes that we can help him to manage this," Blake said.
"Are you kidding me?" Dai Li looked annoyed. "He can't make the last shot. He should see a psychologist for that, rather than me, a sports coach!"
"Adam Holly was powerful when he was young. Apparently, he is still powerful now, except his last shot. Therefore, Mrs. Holly hopes that you can help him to find his state when he was young, just like you helped Taylor." Blake paused and asked, "Will you accept the work?"