Zhang Chi pointed at his nose and said, "I'm repairing the toilet."
Fang Dahang was deeply suspicious of this explanation and bullied me for not studying well. Although I didn't go to college, I'm not blind. What's the point of inserting my head into the toilet while repairing it? The problem is that the toilet hasn't been flushed yet. Could it be that he likes to smell urine?
Smell?
Zhang Chi refastened the connecting chain in the water tank, pressed the flush button, and used the rumbling sound of water to cover up his embarrassment and express his dissatisfaction at the same time.
When Zhang Chi went to toast his classmates, he found that the female classmates looked at him in a weird way. Marty Goboyd, without asking, he knew that the big-breasted girl gave a vivid description of what she just saw.
Photos of him holding the toilet were also circulated.
Zhang Chi was so thick-skinned that he looked at his classmates like nothing happened: "What else do you want to eat? Just order!"
Zhen Xiubo said: "We are all full, are you full too?"
(??_?)
You can't say you haven't eaten.
I can't say I'm full.
I have no choice but to live with this dumb loss.
Zhen Xiubo finally gained the upper hand for once. Zhang Daxian felt a little hot in her chest, and she actually felt 6000+ anger points. It came from Mi Xiaobai. She must have seen the photo.
Zhen Xiubo said: "Let's go, it's not good to go back too late." The girls responded together.
The big-eyed girl Li Jingjing said: "Squad leader, let's help you clean up."
Zhang Chi said: "No, you can go back and we can clean up ourselves."
When Fang Dahang heard that they were leaving, he also came to say goodbye. He specially sent Li Jingjing to the door and gave her a business card. Li Jingjing said: "No, I just took it."
Fang Dahang had an ambiguous expression on his face and whispered: "This is a stored-value card. When I'm not around, just come..."
Li Jingjing shook her little hand, bang! He threw it to the ground directly. Fang Dahang slapped his hot face on his cold buttocks. Fortunately, no one else around him saw him, especially not Zhang Chi.
After seeing off the group of female classmates, Zhang Chi breathed a long sigh of relief. He recalled that Mi Xiaobai had kept a cold face and said nothing during the whole process. He didn't know whether this girl was angry with herself or Zhen Xiubo. She closed her eyes and thought about it.
Different formula, different taste, completely different from what I imagined.
Zhang Daxian turned around and found Fang Dahang looking at him, and a song sounded in the barbecue restaurant.
we are different
Everyone has different situations
We are here
waiting for you here
we are different
Although I will experience different things
we all hope
We can meet again in the next life
Brothers for so many years
Who knows you better than me
It’s not easy to have too many...
Fang Dahang was moved by the scene, remembering the scene where his good brothers were lying on the toilet and studying the secrets of beautiful women, and sighed from the bottom of his heart - Only by enduring hardship can you become a great person!
I can’t do it!
I am watching The Legend of Zhen Huan in the small shop next to me.
It's so lively.
After Zhang Chi was officially elected as class president, he felt that the attitude of the girls in the class towards him was much better. The issue of student union formation, which had been stagnant before, also made progress. Four female students took the initiative to ask for progress and signed up to participate in the preparations for the formation of the New World School of Management's student union.
Although the student union of the college has not been formally established, they are about to usher in the school's National Day Cultural Performance. The school attaches great importance to this cultural performance and specially convened a meeting with the student union presidents and literary committee members of each department to recommend that everyone
All departments have to present their most representative programs, because the performance is less than ten days away and time is tight and the tasks are heavy.
The student union of the New World School of Management has not been established, but Xu Wanqiu, the vice president of the school student union, named Zhang Chi and asked him to attend the meeting as a representative of the college.
Zhang Chi arrived a little late and saw Shen Jiawei on the spot. Shen Jiawei has now joined the literary and art department of the student union. After all, this guy has inherited a lot of literary and artistic genes and is good at playing, playing and singing. Zhang Chi quietly sneaked up to sit next to him.
Down.
She glanced at Xu Wanqiu, who was talking eloquently on the podium, and then touched Shen Jiawei with her leg: "What's the content?"
Shen Jiawei handed him a document, and Zhang Chi flipped through it. It was about the National Day Art Performance. The date was set at 7pm on September 29th. According to the instructions of the Student Union, all departments were required to select programs, especially
I am a first-year freshman, and I want to select outstanding literary and artistic talents from the freshmen through this cultural performance.
Shen Jiawei looked at Xu Wanqiu intently, with an expression of obsession on his face. Zhang Chi looked east and west, and found that he was generally good-looking today. After all, the student union was in charge of literary and artistic work. He finally waited until the end of the meeting, and Zhang Chi took the initiative to find him.
Xu Wanqiu.
Because Zhang Chi had protected her at the dormitory management meeting, Xu Wanqiu was also very kind to Zhang Chi: "Zhang Chi, how are the preparations for your student union?"
Zhang Chi said: "It is in full swing. Everyone is too active and enthusiastic, so I have to carefully select and select truly capable student union cadres who will never live up to the expectations of the leaders." In fact, the formation of the student union in their college has already been completed.
Seriously lagging behind.
Xu Wanqiu laughed: "To put it nicely, your college has fallen behind. By the way, your college must put on a show for this National Day Arts Festival."
Zhang Chi came to her for this reason, because their college currently has less than a hundred students in total, and has not even established a student union. It is a new department, and it cannot be compared with other traditional departments.
, what Zhang Chi means is whether the Internet can be opened up. We will wait until New Year's Day, when the student union of New World School of Management will also be formally established, and work will be easier to carry out.
When Xu Wanqiu heard what he said about the difficulty, she shook her head and said, "There is no need to discuss this matter. Besides, the head of your department has expressed his position to the school, saying that your college will definitely produce a program."
Zhang Chi knows that Xu Wanqiu will not lie. Is there really something wrong with this Xiao Changyuan? Do you want to take advantage of this cultural performance to gain political capital? It feels like Lao Xiao does not have much sense of presence in the academy. The real powerful person is still a reputation.
Mrs. Han, the dean.
Zhang Chi handed the small advertisement to Xu Wanqiu: "President Xu, I just opened a barbecue restaurant. I have time to go and support it. By the way, help me promote it in the student union."
Xu Wanqiu took a look and couldn't help but laugh: "I've heard a lot about college student entrepreneurship recently, but you seem to be the only one who opens a barbecue restaurant."
Zhang Chi said with a smile: "If you want to go someday, please call me in advance. I will go and serve you personally and guarantee your satisfaction."
Xu Wanqiu nodded and said: "Okay, I will definitely pass when there is time." Zhang Chi said goodbye and left. Xu Wanqiu told him to take the art performance seriously. Xu Wanqiu meant well. If Zhang Chi can attend this art performance,
Obtaining good reviews proved his organizational leadership skills. Xu Wanqiu was still very optimistic about this junior student and planned to recommend him to be the first student union president of New World School of Management.
Shen Jiawei and Zhang Chi left together. Zhang Chi complained bitterly: "The art performance, our college has just been established, there is no way to compare with other students."
Shen Jiawei said: "If you go back and mobilize, maybe there will be a hidden master in your academy."
Zhang Chixin said that I was a master and asked Shen Jiawei for his opinion: "Tell me, can I sign up for an erhu solo?" He was very confident in his erhu level.
Shen Jiawei shook his head and said: "That's not appropriate. It's best to stick to the theme of the National Day Art Performance. Especially for your college, there must be at least a group project, such as a chorus, a group dance, etc., even a sketch.
Didn’t you listen to Xu Wanqiu’s speech just now? The focus of the selection program must be positive, united and loving, and it must be able to reflect the spirit of collectivism.”
Zhang Chi sighed, feeling a little stressed. If it was easy for him to handle the matter alone, but it affected so many people, he really needed to use his brain more.
When Zhang Chi returned to the college, he was called over by Xiao Changyuan. Xu Wanqiu didn't lie to him. As expected, Xiao Changyuan expressed his position at the school's internal meeting, saying that his college would produce a heavyweight program to participate in the school's art performance.
Zhang Chi said: "Director Xiao, you shouldn't come to me for this matter. I am the monitor of the second class. Our class has a literary and art committee member. Besides, isn't there a first class?"
Xiao Changyuan said: "Aren't you planning to establish a student union? We just took this opportunity to mobilize the enthusiasm of the students. The student union will be established as a matter of course. Maybe you can become the president."
Zhang Chi could remember Xiao Changyuan's previous attitude, which was very indifferent and indifferent. Now he has become more active. Zhang Chi said: "Do you support me?"
Xiao Changyuan said: "Of course I support it. I fully support all your legitimate activities." Old Xiao has a deep routine, but this reversal is a bit inconsistent.
Zhang Chi was not easily deceived, so he took out an application form for college student entrepreneurship support: "Then please sign this for me too."
Xiao Changyuan glanced at him and knew that this boy was taking the opportunity to make conditions with him, and pointed at his nose: "You boy!"
He accepted the application: "Well, if you can organize the students to come up with a program that can win the third prize in this art performance, I will sign it for you and give it to you personally.
Go to school."
Zhang Chi immediately became excited when he heard this: "This is what you said."
Xiao Changyuan said: "I can do it if I say it!"
Out of respect for the leader, Zhang Chi asked humbly: "Director Xiao, can you give us some advice on the program?"
Xiao Changyuan chuckled and said: "What suggestions can I have? You are really making things difficult for me."
Zhang Chi said: "You are well-informed and can provide some ideas and point the way for us young people."
Xiao Changyuan said: "I think we must promote the revolutionary spirit and highlight positive energy. Programs such as "Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom" and "The Red Detachment of Women" are classics that can withstand the test of time."
Immortal Zhang was a little speechless, Comrade Lao Xiao, you are out of date!
Zhang Chi first went to the squad leader Luo Shiqi, who replied without even thinking. The reason was that there were mostly boys in their class, most of whom were not artistic, and they were a special activator class, so their homework was busier than that of Class 2.
There were so many people in the class, the competition in the class was fierce, and the training was hard, and he didn't have time to do all these singing and dancing things. If it was a sports meeting, he could still consider it. In the end, he said sarcastically that he would leave the limelight to their second class.
Zhang Chi was disappointed and returned to the class. In line with the idea of the Three Stooges trying to counter Zhuge Liang, he called together a few activists and held a small meeting. Someone suggested: "Let's sing a chorus."
Immediately, the big-eyed girl Li Jingjing jumped out and objected: "The chorus is so uncreative that it might not even pass the preliminary round. Moreover, our class is all female, so the chorus has become a girls' chorus."
Zhang Daxian quickly coughed a few times to emphasize his presence. This class is not all female, at least I am a male, and I am also the class president. But Li Jingjing is also reasonable. If there is a chorus, I am a male, even if I am talking nonsense
Even the throat-breaking shouting was drowned in the roar of the Hedong lion of 42 girls working together.
Counselor Hu Yilin also came over to help them with their counsel. She suggested: "Li Jingjing, I remember that many of you have studied ballet? Why don't you put on a ballet, "The Red Detachment of Women"!"
Zhang Daxian glanced at Hu Yilin and recalled Lao Xiao's previous suggestion. Did Hu Yilin get some hint and suggested playing the role of the Red Detachment of Women?
Li Jingjing's big eyes were bright. She nodded and said, "Teacher Hu, this is a good suggestion, Red Detachment of Women."
"I can't dance!" Zhang Daxian protested.
Several pairs of eyes looked at him. It was true that the only candidate in their class to play Hong Changqing was Zhang Chi.
Li Jingjing smiled and said, "I can teach you!"
Zhang Daxian is so depressed. Isn’t this just exploiting one’s weaknesses and avoiding one’s strengths? Can’t I play the erhu to accompany you? You teach me, and I still need you to teach me?
His phone rang. Seeing that several people were still discussing happily, Zhang Daxianren had no sense of presence anyway, so he took the phone and went outside the classroom to answer it.
The call was from Xiao Jiujiu, asking when Zhang Chi's barbecue restaurant would officially open. As a friend, he had to go and send flower baskets.
Zhang Chi told her that it would be after the National Day. Xiao Jiujiu heard on the phone that he was not in a high mood. After asking, she found out that Zhang Chi and the others were preparing for an art performance. They heard that Zhang Chi was going to play Hong Changqing. Xiao Jiujiu was on the phone.
My head kept laughing.
Zhang Daxian felt that this little star disrespected him very much, and his laughter was full of malice. He couldn't help but said: "You are so ridiculous, how about I play Hong Changqing?"
Xiao Jiujiu finally stopped laughing: "I didn't laugh at you, you big glass heart."
Fortunately, I have a big heart. If I missed it, it would be an insult to my sexual orientation. Zhang Chinai humbly asked for advice: "Aren't you engaged in literature and art? Help me give me some ideas and see if there are any others.
Creativity.”
Xiao Jiujiu said: "The Red Detachment of Women is a very good show. There are so many girls in your class and you are the only boy. This show is tailor-made for you."
"You're degrading me?"
Xiao Jiujiu said: "I'm really not rude to you. Let's do this. I'll help you with your tutoring. Anyway, I'm not busy recently. You don't have to worry about costumes and props. I'll help you solve it." She was very generous and generous.
Loyalty.
After Zhang Chi returned home after answering Xiao Jiujiu's call, he was obviously confident, and the discussions among the people inside also yielded results.
Li Jingjing said: "Monitor, we discussed it and decided to perform the Red Detachment of Women. Since you have no dancing skills, we can mobilize the boys in Class 1. After all, this art performance represents the college and they should also participate."
Hu Yilin expressed her position: "I can help coordinate."
Zhang Daxian said in his heart that I had just been out for a while and he asked me to be eliminated. His temper is that the more you invite me, the more you invite me, the more you won't let me go. I still have to take advantage of this hole. What a big deal.
I'll go back and practice the Dancing Pill again to improve my body's flexibility.
Besides, with Xiao Jiujiu, a professional, escorting me, what should I be afraid of?
Zhang Chi said: "I can do it!"
Several people looked at him.
Zhang Chi said loudly: "I have to go. I won't worry about leaving the girls in our class to others!"
