Yin Moye did this completely to avoid mistakes.

Because of the verbal instructions, the slightest deviation in the words will cause people to misunderstand.

Only when written on paper, in black and white, can errors be avoided.

Lu Ningning took the blue paper and read the contents on it in detail.

When she finished reading it, she was stunned.

"Ahhh......h

Lu Ningning let out a wail, and suddenly sat down in his seat weakly like a deflated ball.

500 copies, classified by type, but also binding, although the content is simple, but the number is large, it is now the end of school, it is already five o'clock in the evening, and the school gate is closed at seven o'clock.

In two hours, she couldn't have done it alone.

She wept and screamed.

"Woooooooooo......oo Ahhhh......h

After venting, Lu Ningning realized that now was not the time to complain.

The members of the student council deliberately made it difficult for her to do the impossible task alone.

However, she is not a soft egg who easily admits defeat.

The reason why she chose to be silent in response to the various ridicule and ridicule of the student council members was just that she didn't want to talk more with those villains who chewed their tongues, and quarreling or fighting would only dirty her hands.

But silence does not mean that she is willing to be ridiculed or even insulted.

Well, five hundred sheets of information, sorting, binding, she does!

Since it was a malicious provocation from the members of the student union, she had to take the provocation whatever she said.

If you can't do it, you will only be laughed at and even insulted by those members.

Therefore, she was heartbroken, entered a state of preparation, walked to the copy, rolled up her sleeves and did it hard!

Five hundred sheets were photocopied, carefully sorted, and then bound by type with a stapler.

Although tired and time-consuming, she refused to admit defeat.

Two hours have passed......

As the sun sets, the quiet campus is bathed in orange afterglow, which is even more beautiful.

When the student union president Li Chengfeng, the vice president Lan Xingchen, and the student union secretary Yin Moye ended the meeting with the principal and returned to the student union office......

The moment they opened the door, all three of them were stunned at the same time.

The entire student council office was empty, and all the members were gone.

The large oval desk was full of white papers, all tired into small hills.

Lu Ningning was buried alone in the paper mountain, only half of his little head was exposed, and he was clicking and binding.

"Lu Ningning, what happened, what about the other members of the student union?"

Li Chengfeng asked.

Yin Moye, who was standing beside Li Chengfeng, said: "I have clearly assigned An Xiaoli the task of copying materials and classifying and binding, why are you doing it?" ”

He frowned slightly, with doubts on his delicate face, and looked at Lu Ningning, who was surrounded by paper mountains, in a daze.

At this time, Lan Xingchen, who was beside Yin Moye, stepped forward and said, "Could it be that the members of the student union pushed all the work to Ning Ning and you did it alone?" ”

The three top popular school grasses stood outside the door, looking at Lu Ningning, who was working hard, and wanted her to answer the questions they raised.

"Well, I'm sorry I made such a mess of the office, but it was over soon......"

Lu Ningning looked at the three of them apologetically while sorting out the information, and did not answer their questions positively.

Lu Ningning has no habit of making small reports, even if she is maliciously provoked by the members, she will not tell anyone directly.

Looking at Lu Ningning's appearance, the three of them exchanged glances, as if they had guessed the whole situation.

"Hmph, nerve-wracking......"

Yin Moye pinched the paper in his hand fiercely, and his dark eyes flashed with the cold light of a gloomy owl.

His own instructions were ignored by the members of the student council......

With a tear, the paper in his hand was torn apart.