As a top university in China, Q University is a wealthy school from any point of view, whether it is the support given by the state or the fees given by the city of Beijing, or the huge profits brought by Q University's own school-run enterprises to Q University.

This is also directly reflected in the annual school allocation to the student union of the activity funds, two million a year, can also be added according to the actual situation, such treatment, directly let the student union to survive the clubs sprung up.

As long as you can write a suitable plan, as long as you can run decent activities, as long as you can truly enrich the students' school life, most of the activity applications submitted by the club can be approved, and those approved along with the activities will naturally have activity funds.

Such a generous environment has given birth to a variety of clubs on the campus of Q University, as long as there are ideas, as long as they can recruit people, as long as they can make decent activity plans and implement them effectively, the clubs can survive.

Ling Xiaoxiao fiddled with the large and small leaflets in her hand, she looked at them one by one, only to feel that all the clubs were written in a particularly attractive way, she looked at the leaflets, the series of honors of each club, and the history of activities, her little heart couldn't help but twitch.

With such an intensive activity arrangement, how much time and effort does it take!

Brother Zhen received a call from Ling Xiaoxiao, and smiled: "Of course I want to go to the martial arts club, you don't know, I met their president in the school a few days ago, and we also had a discussion, not to mention, that person really has two brushes, we actually had a tie, and he invited me to join the club at that time." I agreed. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao hung up the phone in a panic, knowing that Brother Zhen would become like this as soon as she entered the university, and she inexplicably had the illusion that she couldn't help it.

Ling Xiaoxiao struggled all afternoon, and when she went to self-study in the evening, she asked the little boy: "Do you want to join the student union or the club?" ”

"We have a programmer exchange center in the School of Information, and I'm going to join the Peace Army there, what about you?"

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head depressedly: "I haven't thought about it yet, I want to find something with fewer things, but I looked around and found that no matter which club has a lot of activities." ”

"Doesn't your Faculty of Humanities have a foreign language association? The club of his own college is also a big club. There shouldn't be any problems. Jiang Zizhuo said as he found the one of the Foreign Language Association from a pile of leaflets. Put it in Ling Xiaoxiao's hand.

"I've thought about this, but every time a foreign guest visits, the student council asks the foreign language association to cooperate. Q has a reception task here all year round. High school that would. I'm scared of doing reception. Ling Xiaoxiao thought of the art festival in the first and second years of high school, and she was a little scared.

"How can Q University be the same as the Eighth Middle School," Jiang Zizhuo glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao with a smile: "The Eighth Middle School will be the teacher's designated receptionist." We can't say no. But it's different here, it's an open environment, everybody can compete for opportunities, what you don't want to do may be what others dream of, you don't want to do everything for the worst. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao's face was hot when Jiang Zizhuo said, she really thought a little wrong, Q University is here, there are positive and motivated classmates everywhere, she is unwilling to come out in everything, it doesn't mean that others have the same thoughts as her.

Don't talk about others, just look at Yuan Zhiqiu, that is a person with ambition and momentum, although Ling Xiaoxiao always feels that she and she do not live on the same earth.

"Okay, then I'll join the Foreign Language Association, and when the time comes, I'll be a little minion." Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoxiao smiled comfortably at Jiang Zizhuo.

Then, the two began their daily self-study process again, Ling Xiaoxiao held the foreign language appreciation notes she borrowed from the library, Jiang Zizhuo flipped through the requirements documents given to them by the professor, and the two of them worked hard as they did in high school.

At the end of October, Ling Xiaoxiao officially ushered in the first campus activity of college life: Top Ten Singers.

This event is not only Q University, but almost most schools in China have such activities, but the difference lies in the way it is held and the time it is held.

The Top 10 Singers event at Q University has a long history and is one of the most popular campus events, with the finals taking place at the end of November every year.

However, the campus-wide event starts relatively early, and the selection needs to be held in each college first, and then each college selects the best one to participate in the finals.

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't join the college and the school's student union, so for her, she just needs to be a qualified audience when the time comes.

To the three people in the dormitory, Tian Ruofan joined the student union of the college, just in the art department, the main responsible department, and she, a little newcomer, was busy trying to perform.

And Xia Ziqian's Literature and Art Department of the Student Union, and Yuan Zhiqiu's Propaganda Department of the Student Union, all three of them began to go out early and return late because of this activity.

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to participate in the competition and run for a singer too?" Xia Ziqian asked Ling Xiaoxiao in a hurry.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head neatly: "Although my singing is not to the point of being out of tune, it is not much better, I still don't join in the fun, besides, I can't leave the academy even if I sign up, it is better to save some time to do something else." ”

Xia Ziqian didn't persuade her anymore when he heard her say this: "What you said is the same, singing still depends on talent and training, with your strength to read books desperately, even if you are talented, it is useless." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head: "Wrong, I don't have talent, and your third brother also knows this." ”

When she first appeared on stage in No. 8 Middle School, she was almost belittled for nothing by people like Kim Shin-ae who were professional singers.

"You know that Mu Zhe, right?" Xia Ziqian rubbed his hair.

"Muzhe?" Ling Xiaoxiao didn't know how the topic suddenly jumped to this person: "You said that Senior Mu of the student union?" I guess I know each other. ”

"This person has been coming to me lately, and he has taken my mobile phone number, what do you think he wants to do?" Xia Ziqian frowned a little confused.

What else can you do? Ling Xiaoxiao pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled evilly: "You really haven't figured it out? A big boy has nothing to do with a beauty, what do you think will be the reason? ”

When Xia Ziqian heard her say this, his eyebrows were clamped even more: "But the deputy minister of our Ministry of Literature and Art, that is, Senior Sister Chen, all said that she was Mu Zhe's girlfriend." ”

Does this guy have a girlfriend? Ling Xiaoxiao thought about the girl who came to him in front of the administrative building on the day of admission, and then thought about Mu Zhe's attitude at that time, and couldn't help but carve a big scum for him in her heart!

"Then you stay away from him, this kind of person, if you have a girlfriend and go to the beautiful woman, it's definitely not good." Ling Xiaoxiao kept her aunt's words in mind, classified Xia Ziqian as her own family, and carefully advised.

(To be continued.) )