Of course, it's just a joke to become the vice president of a literary club or a walking club.
Before joining the club, Song Jiamu felt that he had always been indifferent to the club's affairs, but he no longer felt that way.
Seeing that because of the small number of people, the Internet Literature Society was about to be merged into the Literature Society, and there wouldn't even be a branch. He suddenly felt that his efforts were in vain.
Not to mention that in the past few days when the club was busy, he and Yun Shuqian had become much closer. Even though the online literary club was a bit shabby, they still had feelings. How could they easily watch the club be merged.
For him, the Internet Literature Club is not only a hobby club, but also a bridge between him and Yun Shuqian. After all, although he is busy and tired these days, at least he likes it from the bottom of his heart.
We do the same thing with her and have the same goal.
For Yun Shuqian, the online literature club means even more. She started preparations from last semester, and she did everything by herself, including material preparation and defense, finding instructors, etc.
, put in a lot of effort.
If it is really going to be merged, there is no doubt that the person who will be hit the hardest is her.
Song Jiamu could imagine that she had worked hard for so long and failed in the end, which made her heart sting inexplicably.
Even when the relationship between the two was at its worst, both parties were never happy because of the other's downfall, they would only feel the same loss, not to mention that the relationship is gradually getting better now.
"Vice President Song Jiamu, please tell me your opinion. If you also think that there is no need for the society to exist, then I will explain it to the Federation of Social Clubs next week."
Yun Shuqian said calmly, looking at him. She knew that Song Jiamu was actually quite lazy. If he really decided to let it go, then she would no longer insist on it.
The reason why she delayed telling him until now was because she was a little entangled. She was afraid that he would say, "Forget it." Such a blow would be much greater than being merged.
"Why is there no need to exist? Hey, didn't you yourself say before that even if there were only two of us, we would continue to run the club? Anyway, I don't agree with the merger!" Song Jiamu gave his own opinion without any hesitation.
answer.
Yun Shuqian blinked, looking at him who was so determined, she suddenly felt as if she had been hugged by him under the tent that day, and her whole body felt warm.
"Hey, don't be in a daze. Didn't you just say that we can provide an activity plan to the Federation of Socialist Associations next week? Anyway, we have to find a way to keep the club going. Even if it's just the two of us now, we still can't do it.
There is still another opportunity for autumn recruitment in half a year."
"Well……"
Yun Shuqian picked up the kettle and drank sips of water. After hearing his answer, although her face remained calm, she was still very happy inside.
He cares about it! A club that I have worked hard with!
"Oh, stop drinking, let's talk about business first!"
Song Jiamu didn't understand these school organizations and systems, and he was so nervous that the club was about to be disbanded. When he came up, he snatched Yun Shuqian's water bottle away.
After understanding his attitude, Yun Shuqian also regained his composure, so how to save the club became an urgent matter.
"Currently, there are five of us in the Federation of Socialist Associations. We can only say that they meet the minimum requirements. If we fail to meet the standards after one year of trial operation, we will be disqualified."
"Isn't it just you and me?"
"Cai Yi and the others were named. When we submitted the names as founding members, it was actually just the two of us, so the number of people can be considered mixed."
"Isn't this compliant? Then what..."
"The system has become stricter, and many such small-scale clubs have appeared in schools. Therefore, practical activity plans must be submitted to the Federation of Social Clubs for review, otherwise they will either be merged or disbanded."
"Um……"
Song Jiamu frowned, his face serious, and there was no trace of the cheerfulness he had before.
Contrary to him, Yun Shuqian seemed very calm. After seeing his attitude, she became even calmer. She picked up the kettle and drank sips of water.
The cool breeze in the afternoon blew the fluffy young leaves of the grass that had just sprouted, the water on the edge of the small lake was sparkling, and two birds occasionally landed on the willow branches, playing and flying high into the sky.
Song Jiamu, who was frowning, was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, until he saw Yun Shuqian looking so comfortable, and he cleverly guessed that she must be prepared.
"Do you have any idea?"
"No."
Yun Shuqian ignored him, sat down on the bench by the pavilion with a water bottle in hand, and continued to drink water leisurely.
"You must have a way!"
"No la!"
"I don't know about you yet? If you really can't help it, you didn't take a nap so calmly. Tell me now."
Song Jiamu squeezed to her side, and Yun Shuqian stepped aside. He squeezed again, and she stepped back again, until she was pushed to the pillar and there was no room to retreat. She still refused to say anything, so Song Jiamu tickled her flesh.
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Yun Shuqian chuckled, and just took a sip of water, which was sprayed all over his face.
"Your water sprayed on my face!"
"Who asked you to scratch me? You violated the society's rules again!"
Seeing that Song Jiamu was about to pounce on him, Yun Shuqian screamed and ran away, then said: "Okay, okay, I won't make trouble with you anymore."
"You mustn't be lying to me, right? The Federation of Social Social Sciences doesn't have this requirement at all?"
"Who lied to you? You are too nervous."
Only then did Song Jiamu come back to his senses. It seemed that he was really nervous. When he heard that the online literary club was going to be disbanded, he subconsciously refused to do so.
"I don't care, how about we go to the walking club together."
"you dare."
Yun Shuqian stopped teasing him and continued: "The requirements of the Federation of Socialist Associations are true. If no feasible activities are submitted, they will definitely be merged or disbanded. So the key to the problem lies in the plan of the club activities. As long as you can write enough
Okay, after passing it, we can continue to exist as a quasi-society."
“Does the HKCSS supervise the conduct of activities?”
"The Audit Department will occasionally conduct inspections, but the problems are usually not serious and can be submitted in the form of photos or activity records. In the final analysis, all they want is a compliant document that can be archived."
After hearing what she said, Song Jiamu felt confident.
"Then it looks like you must have prepared the activity plan a long time ago. I was shocked and thought it was a big deal."
"No."
"..."
Song Jiamu didn't believe it and wanted to look through her notebook again.
Yun Shuqian held the notebook in her arms and slapped his hand away. This was her usual miscellaneous essay. What if he saw something extraordinary?
"The activity plan includes guiding ideology, activity purpose, activity requirements, activity content, activity process, budget and other modules. Since our club only has you and me, then each of us will take half of this task," Yun Shuqian said.
"Well, that's fair." Song Jiamu nodded.
"As the president, I am responsible for developing projects, such as going out to collect ideas, and then you are responsible for improving the project, such as guiding ideology, purpose, process, etc. It is fair, right?"
"Well, it's fair... you're the same size! You can only give four words, and I can give four thousand words??"
Yun Shuqian patted his shoulder in a leadership manner.
"I think you have an incomparable talent when it comes to how to make our plans so exciting."