But she guessed right, she did have to go with her, and then walk after her to the student council.

Soon they came to an independent office building dedicated to the student union, and there should be a lot of people in it, right? They were all busy, but Ning Xiaomeng, who pushed the door open and entered, was taken aback, and there was no one on the ground floor.

Oh, there is a person, but she still doesn't know this, it's a boy, he looks quite passable, not as handsome as Qian Yunxi, but it's not much worse.

"His name is Feng Haoran, and he will be on the second floor." Zhou Huiya gave her a brief introduction to him, pointed upstairs, and motioned for her to go up by herself, so she wouldn't take her with her.

Ning Xiaomeng nodded and walked to the second floor alone, and in the process of going up, she heard Zhou Huiya's complaint.

"I really don't know why the president asked her to join the club, at first glance, she is a person who has no ability." Zhou Huiya sat on the sofa with some anger, with an extra document and pen in her hand.

"The president has his own plans, let's take care of it and do our part." Feng Haoran indifferently took a sip of the coffee on the coffee table, his eyes were still fixed on the document in his hand, as if he saw something wrong, and quickly put down the coffee cup and hooked it with a pen.

Ning Xiaomeng turned her head and sighed, and continued to go to the second floor, obviously they didn't welcome her, but this was not her idea, if you want to blame Qian Yunxi, she doesn't belong here, and she will apply to withdraw with him later.

When she came to the second floor, she thought that there should be a lot of people, but there was still no one, and then she had a bold guess in her heart, could this student be just the three of them? Plus she's only four?

There are many rooms on the second floor, and the doors of each room are closed, and it is not difficult to find Cheon Yoon-hee because there is a door number on each door that marks what kind of room it is. She looked at a few useless things in a row, and finally saw the door with the words "president's room" on the door, Cheon Yoon-hee is the president, he should be in it, right?

"Knock knock." She knocked twice on the door with her hand, her ear to the door and the sound inside.

"Come in." Yes, that's right, that's Cheon Yoon-hee's voice.

She turned the doorknob, pushed open the door and walked in, Cheon Yoon-hee was writing something on a document with a pen at her desk, without looking up at her at all, there are men who work hard are the most handsome, and it seems that Cheon Yoon-hee is no exception.

"What is the president looking for me?" She pretended to look at Qian Yunxi, who was working seriously with her head down, and asked.

At this time, Qian Yunxi raised her head when she heard her voice, then flicked her pen and lay down on the office chair, using her hands as pillows to look at her behind her head.

"Ah, that's right, today is the first day you officially enter the student union, I take good care of the newcomers, oh, this stack of documents is typed out on the computer and sent to my mailbox, giving you three days." With a snap, a blue-shelled document flew towards her, but she didn't have time to pick it up, so it fell to the ground.

She picked up the notebook, flipped through it, and immediately looked at Cheon Yoon-hee with wide eyes and disbelief.

"Are you kidding? So much, you asked me to type it out on the computer, it's going to take at least a week, and I still have to go to class! You also let me ...... for three days" This is also called taking good care of the newcomers? Five sheets of paper, and almost 10,000 on one piece of paper.

"Oh, this is a protest?" He prostrate himself on his desk, one hand on his cheek, and raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'm not just protesting, I'm going to quit!" She put the paperbook on her desk and said unconvinced.

"You're quitting?" It was as if he had heard the most shocking thing in the world, "Why?" ”

"Because people here don't seem to welcome me, and there's no need for me to stay here, I'm here to go to school, not to work." It's still this kind of white work that doesn't pay for it, and she doesn't feel the need to stay here anymore.

"Do you know how many people want to join the student union, you call yourself a blessing in the midst of blessings."

"I don't think it's a blessing." She muttered something quietly.

"What?" He didn't seem to hear it.

"Nope. Anyway, I'm going to quit! She said firmly.

"They don't welcome you, because they think you don't have the strength, and when you win them at the event festival next week, you can quit at any time, and I won't stop you." He raised four fingers in a sworn manner, as if to swear.

Event?

"What the hell is that?" She had only been here for a short time, and she didn't know what was going on here.

"The content of the annual large-scale event festival of Yinglan Academy is similar to that of your sports meeting, except that our sports meeting here is more interesting, richer in content, and more novel and creative in terms of projects than yours." He got up from his office chair and walked slowly over to her.

"Cut, then what should I do? Or how to participate, and what projects to participate in? "As long as she can quit the student union, she can do anything, anyway, she won't stay in this place where birds don't.

"All teachers and students can participate, I am still thinking about the content of the activity, and I will give you an answer when the time comes, how about it? Do you dare? He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a "you don't dare" expression.

"Participate, participate, who is afraid of whom!" Since the whole school will participate, the content should not be particularly difficult.

"Okay." Cheon Yoon-hee nodded and walked to the desk.

"But you have to give me an answer as soon as possible, I'll practice." She had to be mentally prepared in advance, after all, she had never seen what the enemy's strength was, and even if she lost, she had to do her best.

“ok！” Cheon Yoon-hee picked up the notebook she put back on his desk, patted it on his palm, turned around and handed it to her.

"What?" You don't want her to type, do you? Then just let her die, you must know that her typing speed is very slow, she doesn't have fifty words a minute, and she will never be able to finish it in three days.