186. Comfort is useless (1)

"You don't need to go up the mountain and down to the sea. You're a guy like you, and before someone else hits it, you're down. ”

"Then I can also draw circles to curse, depending on my thoughts." Tang Yao stretched out his hands and made a "Destroy you on behalf of the moon" in front of his chest. Because of the large range of movements, Tang Yao's hand holding the umbrella almost touched a passing classmate.

When Tang Yao bent his waist and said sorry, the third cousin had already finished washing the dishes and chopsticks.

The third cousin stuffed Tang Yao's dishes and chopsticks into Tang Yao's arms, took the umbrella in Tang Yao's hand, and walked straight back.

Tang Yao held the wet bowl and chopsticks, chased after him, and placed the wet bowl in front of the third cousin, "Why is my bowl still wet, your own is pretending to be good." Tang Yao protested and pointed to the bag in the third cousin's hand, as clean as if it had never rained outside.

"Sooner or later, it will get wet in your hands, so what's the use of me wiping it."

Tang Yao was speechless, thinking about it, it is indeed the same truth, who told the third cousin to be as careful as dust, and he was rough.

The third cousin sent Tang Yao to the corridor of the junior high school, without saying goodbye, not even a gesture look, just pausing for a moment and leaving with an umbrella. Tang Yao looked at the slender and slender back of his third cousin, and felt so powerless for the first time.

Any words of comfort were unusually pale on the third cousin, and nothing was more positive than a misdiagnosis from the doctor. But the third uncle's illness has been implemented, and the rhythm of chemotherapy is in full swing after the end of the operation, just like the drizzle in front of Tang Yao's eyes, which is boring.

Tang Yao took a detour to the conference room of the student union after school, and saw that the classroom was brightly lit, and knew that Li Lifeng must still be buried in it counting the group fees paid by the whole school.

Tang Yao has not had the opportunity to join the group, so naturally she doesn't know what kind of annoyance the two cents and five cents a month tour fee is for the student union president every semester.

Just imagine, the junior high school plus the high school has a total of six grades, with five classes for each grade in the junior high school, four classes in one grade in the high school, and 23 people in the upper secondary class. Even if one-third of each class in the middle school is a member of the league, two-thirds of the people in the high school are members. Thus the sum of thirty-fifty-five plus thirty-forty-two, twenty-seven classes, multiplied by forty students per class, makes a total of one thousand and eighty students.

Half of the quantity is taken as one-third, and the other half as two-thirds, so that one-third of five hundred and forty is one hundred and eighteen, and two-thirds is three hundred and six, and the total is one hundred and four.

And that's just the number of people, and then the total amount. The tour fee was originally paid month by month, the amount was small, and it was easy to check, but the cycle was too frequent and really tormenting. The president later decided that instead of being tormented by numbers and money every month, it would be better to suffer once a semester. As a result, the tour fee has evolved from once a month to once a semester now.

Tang Yao stood under the wisteria trellis in front of the student union conference room, and counted the five months of a semester with his fingers, two cents and five cents a month, and a total of two cents and five cents for one person in five months.

Most of the students gave zero votes, and of course there was nothing to sell for a dollar or something.

When you meet a better student, give a whole ticket for a dollar, so that two cents and five cents are zero votes, and you can ignore it ruthlessly. I am most afraid that one of the students will dig out all the parts in the piggy bank on a whim and make them together in two points. There is nothing for one person to do this, and the payment base is large, but if half of the five hundred and forty people are given the whole vote, the remaining coins will really make people crazy in terms of size. It is no wonder that the previous president once said that he mobilized his parents to count the whole night when revealing the bitter experience of counting the group fees, and it was not until dawn that he posted five cents of money himself before matching the money with the numbers on the account. It's a real possibility.