Yu Xing propped up a black umbrella with one hand and held a flashlight in the other. She wiped a thin layer of water mist from her face with her sleeve, stopping at the factory gate.,When he left, he was still very "kind" to close the door, leaving only six applicants facing each other in the dim light of their flashlights.,Yu Xing touched the goosebumps on her arm, feeling uncomfortable about speaking first. She lowered her head and started fiddling with the camera, quickly figuring out how to use it.。