Chapter 147: Rectification?

"The main reason for inviting everyone here today is to discuss something!"

A group of people sat around the C402 classroom, and Yang Mobai, the leader, looked around and said.

"Yes, that's right!"

Yu Yue, who was sitting next to Yang Mobai, nodded and took over the conversation.

"Isn't it December 24th soon, and we're thinking about how about a few boxes of apples and a Christmas Eve for our classmates?"

"That's it, let's see, what do you think!"

This matter was mentioned by Yu Yue to Yang Mobai, girls, they like to live this kind of messy festival.

Yang Mobai has nothing to do with this, anyway, he has no taboos, since Yu Yue proposed it, then he will convene the class committee to discuss it, if the vast majority of people think that it can be done, then he will naturally not object.

There are a total of twelve people in the class committee of 14 business administration, in addition to Yang Mobai and Yu Yue, there are also Wang Chang and Mao Qianpei, well, that's right, there is nothing to do with Tang Yu.

Wang Chang is the secretary of the Youth League branch, Mao Qianpei is a member of the literary and artistic committee, and the remaining eight students who are not worthy of their names will not be introduced one by one.

When Yang Mobai finished speaking, everyone below looked at each other tacitly, and couldn't help but chatter.

"I don't really want to celebrate the Western Festival! Sister Maomao, what do you say? ”

Don't turn your head and come to Mao Qianpei's ear, Wang Chang said.

"The commercial festival, the little girls like it, and the result of this discussion is probably to see if we can do it, rather than thinking about whether to do it or not!"

Shaking her head gently, Mao Qianpei saw it very thoroughly, there were twelve people present, there were eight girls, Christmas Eve, Christmas or something, the attraction for girls was not ordinary, look at the shining light in the eyes of everyone present, the result is self-evident.

"Well, you're right!"

According to Mao Qianpei's instructions, Wang Chang looked around at everyone present, and they were still unable to hide their excitement as they discussed in groups.

"It seems that everyone has decided to celebrate this festival, so let's plan it, how to play, and discuss a feasible plan!"

didn't wait for everyone to express their opinions, Yang Mobai had already seen the result, and directly stood up and clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Class leader, let's go to Qingcao Lane to buy apples, the school supermarket is too expensive, at least one dollar more expensive per catty, and it will definitely rise some more recently!"

Sure enough, Yang Mobai's words did not cause dissatisfaction among others at all, no, someone has already consciously taken on the role.

"Look!"

spread her hands, Mao Qianpei said that there was no suspense.

"You're amazing!"

gave Mao Qianpei a thumbs up, Wang Chang decided not to speak, and sure enough, he still didn't know the girl.

"What Jiahui said makes sense, other professionals are probably also thinking about this, with the black-hearted appearance of the commissary owner, they will definitely raise the price and sell it!"

Zhao Jiahui's suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone, which shows how unpopular the supermarket owner in the university town is.

"By the way, Jiahui, how much is our class fee?"

Nodding approvingly, Yu Yue suddenly remembered the most critical place.

"No one collected a hundred during our first class meeting, and it cost more than 800 to buy water and supplies during military training, and now there are more than 7,000!"

Zhao Jiahui, the girl who was the first to respond to Yang Mobai, groaned for a moment and replied.

"That's no problem, the funds are OK, Jiahui, you just look at the packaging box on the Internet, it doesn't have to be too good, but it can't be too bad, I always feel a little low when I take out an apple directly!"

Hearing Zhao Jiahui's class fee, Wang Chang, who lowered his head, summed up a little and said.

"Well, five cents to a piece of cardboard boxes, anyway, they will be thrown away in the end, don't over-package."

For Wang Chang's suggestion, Yang Mobai agreed, since he was ready for the festival, he should also have a sense of ritual for the festival, but it can't be like moon cakes, the box is more expensive than the cake!

"What about the link? How to deliver it? Do you give it directly? ”

After finalizing the source of goods and packaging, some class committee members raised new questions.

"Tell me, I don't have any ideas!"

link or something, Yang Mobai doesn't have any ideas, it's better to leave this kind of thing to someone who is good at it, seeing that the girls below are eager to try one by one, Yang Mobai feels that he is still not bored.

"Let's build an apple tart downstairs in the dormitory! Then let everyone come over one by one to get it, Dora wind! ”

This idea was proposed by Propaganda Commissioner Lu Lu, a petite little mushroom, but the idea was unusually coquettish.

"It's better not to, it's too ostentatious, it's easy to pull hatred!"

Yu Yue immediately rejected the idea.

Be low-key!

After Lu Lu's suggestion was rejected, the scene fell into five minutes of silence, and everyone was meditating on whether there was any good way.

"Then let's put it in the classroom, the 24th is Thursday, there is just a night self-study, put it in the classroom in advance, both decent and not ostentatious!"

The only first boy other than Yang Mobai and the three of them spoke, Gu Bin, a member of the organizing committee.

"You are pure change of soup and not of medicine, old Gu!"

Without waiting for others to express their opinions, Wang Chang was the first to question it.

"But I think Lu Lu's idea is very good, the next day is Christmas, let's build the box of apples into the shape of a Christmas tree, Dorafeng!"

Regarding Wang Chang's questioning, Gu Bin seemed very unimpressed.

"Besides, the dormitory downstairs swaggering, let's move to the classroom, take it away one by one in the evening self-study, how simple!"

"Actually, it's not impossible!"

Lu Lu and Gu Bin's idea Yang Mobai was actually quite excited, and at this time, seeing that the two of them insisted on their own words, they directly inserted it and put the question on the voting table.

"You two don't have to fight, since you don't have any other ideas, then let's vote and agree to Gu Bin's hand!"

Booming, Deng Shijiu raised his hands.

Except for Yang Mobai and the others, all the others expressed their support.

"I'll go, you actually rebelled in the six soils!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Chang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The six soil he mentioned is another regimental secretary, called Yao Yao, a tall man of 1.7 meters, with long legs and a good figure, but his face is a little bigger.

Well, this is Wang Chang's original words, not processed!

She supported herself just now, but she directly rebelled in a blink of an eye, so Wang Chang couldn't help but be angry.

"Okay, then use Gu Bin's idea!"

Raising his hand and patting Wang Chang's shoulder, Yang Mobai made the agreed plan like this.

"Didn't you just refute Lu Lu's suggestion?"

Letting everyone discuss the details of the incomplete plan, Yang Mobai pushed Yu Yue beside him and asked in a low voice.

"Putting such a stupid thing at the door of the dormitory, I definitely don't agree with it, it's different in the classroom, besides, I don't seem to have any good ideas, it's almost enough!"

Yu Yue's indifferent answer made Yang Mobai's temples burst twice.

"Feelings, you think it's too troublesome to think of a plan, no wonder you were so active when you voted just now!"

The sound of autumn is still with the sycamore

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