Chapter Seventy-Eight: Reality and Original Intentions
“…… What's wrong? ”
Xia Suyuan didn't understand.
Wu Qianning staggered to the middle of the two beds, blew her nose at Xia Suyuan and glared: "Eh, the sports department, a department under the student union, actually needs to hold an event?" And you have to write your own plan. What do you think they can do? The amount of a student union, just manage the students and clubs well, what kind of activities do you do? ”
Xia Suyuan blinked. Noticing the girl's hand in front of her belly, he rubbed his own hand for her, as if it would extinguish the girl's arrogance.
"Eh, I really, I thought it would be a special place to go to the student union. I didn't expect to have to do hard work. ”
"It's not."
Xia Suyuan took a tone word used to negate.
She actually thinks that writing and planning should be a very normal phenomenon. You are a sports department, since you have to manage the club and can't write a plan, how can you review the plan handed in by other clubs?
But she couldn't say this directly to Wu Qianning.
This child has a bad temperament, and if she can't say anything she can accept, she will definitely be rejected.
As for what she can accept...... Xia Suyuan thought for a moment.
"Guo Peichen, the minister of sports, right? The first year of the National People's Congress is in the organization department, and the second year is in the sports department. Do you dare to say that he hasn't been asked to write a plan before? Everyone can write, why can't you? ”
Seeing that the girl was still snorting angrily, she added: "In terms of family, people are definitely no worse than you." It's even a lot taller than you. In terms of ability, he has finally become a minister, and he is now a well-known candidate for the school council in the whole college. On appearance," Xia Suyuan glanced at Wu Qianning, "Needless to say." ”
Sure enough, Wu Qianning was willing to give her a look. It's not friendly, though.
"Whatever people want, they can write a year's plan, why can't you write it? You should now," Xia Suyuan thought for a moment, "you should have a little ambition and kill him." ”
Wu Qianning tilted her head and thought for a while: "It seems to make sense." ”
It wasn't until she went to bed and was ready to go to bed that she spoke again: "But this is different from my original intention of joining the student union." I was talking about the student union. As a result, now that I have to devote most of my efforts to this sports department. ”
She pulled the quilt on: "It doesn't feel worth it." ”
"What's not worth it?"
Xia Suyuan put the water cup on the ground, and then shrunk into the quilt: "Things are changing all the time." If it's the same all the time, people won't grow, will they? ”
She leaned against the wall: "But, then again, if you really feel that you are against the original intention, you can stop the loss in time." But do you think that if you go to tell Guo Peichen at this time, you want to retire, what will he do? At that time, many ministers were robbing you, and he turned the tide and dragged you into the sports department. It turned out that it hadn't been done for two days, and you told him that you were not doing it? ”
Wu Qianning was also lying on the bed.
When she sleeps, she used to put her hair on the pillow. This way the hair will not be pressed.
"Also, Guo Peichen is not a master to mess with. Even if you retire, you have to say it later. ”
As soon as the words fell, the electric switch on the floor of the dormitory was closed.
It was dark in the dormitory.
**
The girl placed her glasses under the pillow against the wall.
Then he rolled over, with his back to the wall.
She hunched over and pulled her legs up. It's like a curled up baby.
In the dark, the big eyes were as bright as a cat in the moonlight.
- There are people who can't sleep every night.