For experienced students. The time for the leader to speak is actually not sad.

There are quite a few like Enron. And there are some who are too lazy to do two things. I don't like brain supplements. Close your eyes directly. It's also a technical job to start napping. Take a nap with a posture. i.e. if you don't look at that already love each other. The upper and lower eyelids of hooking up and matching with each other. Just by virtue of its upright sitting posture. Straight waist bar. It is absolutely impossible to see that this person has been having all kinds of loving conversations with Zhou Gong in his dreams. The most impressive thing is. Whenever it's time to applaud. This student can also raise his hands at the right time. Very "restrained" applause.

Whether it's a love of brain activity. Or take the opportunity to recuperate. It's actually relatively easy to survive the speaking time of one leader after another.

Finally. This "gap solitaire" general speech is finally over. The hosts warmly announced the official start of the party with a cheerful voice.

It's busy in the brain. Still busy in my dreams. They all let out a long breath and finally.

Applaud. Applaud. Crazy applause.

Welcome. Welcome. Put out the welcome mat.

As for the welcome show. Still some people are welcome to step down. That's a matter of opinion.

In a word. The quality of this year's program is average and good. The various clubs are also using all their strengths. The program of the Literary Club was also successfully selected. Judging by the reaction of the audience. Next year, the prospect of the club fighting for funds and other welfare benefits is quite good.

The party is over. The students go back to their classes. The class teachers said a few words. Although it was a little earlier than the usual school day. But also with the blessing of the party. School ended early. Brackets. Including the pathetic High School Trinity.

Only at the moment of school. After the party, the students really had the feeling and atmosphere of celebrating the program. Almost instantly, they were scattered.

An Ran and Chu Feifei are naturally not among them. They packed up their things and went straight to the literary club. I also met members of several other societies on the way. I didn't know until I said hello. The presidents who were good friends with President Liu thought that the idea of a dinner party in the Literature Club was good. And they followed suit.

It should be said that . Thanks to the activities of the community. The school is still relatively lenient in the management of students' extracurricular life. But after school. Except for some normal sweeps. Volunteering to "work overtime" in club activities requires a good greeting to the teacher who manages this aspect of the matter in advance.

If it is placed in normal times. Say hello to the teacher and say hello. Actually most of the time. It's just a formality. The teacher in charge of club management is not so laid-back most of the time, and Baba thinks about observing the students' club activities. The students of the first middle school are still relatively well-behaved. But the problem is that this probability of "most of the time" is always a little unavoidable. Since there is "most of the time", then there must be a few times.

It's rare for everyone to get together. Strip away the lambskins that have been worn for many years. When sneaking around and doing something bad. The teacher in charge suddenly decided on a whim to take a stroll. A letter to their society. Take another look. All right. Little bunnies. Carrying the school on your back. What are you doing here? Say good club activities. That's how you act. That's how you live up to the trust that schools, teachers, and parents trust you.

I'm afraid that the time will come. The chicken and dog shouted at the teacher and added a post-event test. A series of catastrophic events, such as the ban on funds, are enough to make their "memories of youth" particularly "bright and sad". Lifetime. One thing is for sure. It's not going to be good.

But. Fortunately. Today's day is well chosen. After the New Year's party. Although I got out of school early. However, the various clubs that have the task of performing on stage also have to clean up and deal with the follow-up matters after school. What props. Clothing. homemade small sets, etc...... You can't just go to the club room and do it.

Especially this year. Because the literary club took the head and threw silver on the clothing. After that, several more societies followed suit to rent clothes. As a result, many other competitors are also feeling the pressure. The strength of the enemy increases. It represents a relative weakening of our strength. This is very bad for the competition. Thereupon. Some relatively wealthy associations have also begun to spend money on other aspects after careful consideration. There is even a club that creatively uses "heavy money" to hire foreign aid, of course. This foreign aid is also from the school. It's just that this man didn't belong to any of the clubs. Belongs to the "free man".

It can be said that . This year's white-hot competition has changed the way the No. 1 Chinese community competes. In Enron's words, it has entered the era of "throwing money". In previous years, although there were some clubs that gave a hand. I gritted my teeth and bleed so that I could squeeze into the stage of the party. But there are so many clubs like this. How much the bleeding is. The level of competition is fierce. It's the first time.

As you can imagine. The fight at this time next year will only be more passionate. A blood-red.

It is also because of some costumes of the various clubs that have danced at the party this year. Equipment such as props is not the property of the Society. There can be no damage in the slightest. Originally, it was the rent squeezed out of the tight belt of Jin's trousers. Don't dare to put the deposit in again. After the event. Even if you return to your heart, you have to go back to the club and pack up the equipment you rented for money. Check it out. Or you can return it right away. lest you have long nights and many dreams; Or put it in the box safely. Plus a lock. in order to make people feel at ease.

Thereupon. With this no more high-sounding excuse. Many clubs also seem to be justified when they greet teachers. I have a lot of bottom in my heart. Presumably at this time when it is difficult to leave work early. The teacher also didn't have that Yaxing to check the "club activities" that cared about them.

This makes it easier for these people to go under the name of "club activities". In fact, the members of various societies who have begun to carry out a mysterious activity.

Speaking of this mysterious activity, it is not so mysterious. It's just that legend has it that recently, various artifacts such as "small electric pots", "electric water cups", "hot fast" and so on have been among the best on the school's banned blacklist, and have been very popular among dormitory students. There are always people sneaking into the dormitories. Book privately with friends you know well. Loan after school in the afternoon of a certain day in a certain year, month, and day. Return it before dinner. It will never delay the supper time of the artifact owners to read at night with the lights in the middle of the night.

You don't have to ask. This is intended for the creation of "youth memories" for various associations. If you don't have this kind of weapon that makes people and food "full of warmth". I think it will be a time to recall this period of youth in the future. There will also be a few wisps of warmth missing.

The Literary Club was the first to initiate this dinner proposal. The boarders of their club were the first to think of this crime tool. And he himself has a small electric stove that works best among many sharp weapons. I borrowed a cup of electric stove from someone else, a mini electric pot that was slightly larger than an electric water cup. I actually have my own steamer. It is said that the small steamer is just enough to steam a steamed bun.

This made the members of other clubs who followed up later tearful. Hate and scold. The claws of this hand are also fast. Just a moment. It's just a little bit away.

The tables and chairs in the literary club have all changed positions. Originally, everyone wanted to put the tables in the middle. Everyone huddles together. Eat a big table meal around the table with love and love.

The idea is very warm and loving. But in the literary club, these weekdays are elegant and elegant. The main thing is that most of the students are good at dancing the pen stick. The literary teenagers, who are not very good at moving their limbs, finally found out when they put the tables together. The idea actually turned out to be as good as it could have been.

This is mainly due to the fact that the tables in the activity room are all long tables. Put the table together. Everyone sat around the table. The only thing you can eat is what you have in front of you. and within arm's range. A little further away. Unless they already have the power of auto-scaling in their hands. Otherwise, you can only swallow saliva and cry and sigh at the food.

But. The wisdom of the masses is endless. Since this set of A plan does not work. Then think differently. Changed to Plan B.

Since it is hindered by the objective conditions of the table. The final research plan was to pick out some of the tables that had been clustered and place them along the wall. The rest are gathered together. Place the food on a table against the wall. Arranged in the form of a self-service table. Each man picks his favorite. Then everyone gathered around the table with their own plates, and they could still huddle together with their loved ones, and they couldn't eat or not. It's not enough to toss the table like this.

For this potluck. In general, the students in the club still can't put much effort into it. Everyone got together beforehand and made a recipe. Report the name of the dish you prepared. I bought drinks and snacks again. As for the cutlery. Speaking of which. I have to admire the classmate who made this suggestion.

Earliest. A smart classmate came up with it. We can bring food. When bringing food. It's not hot. Liquid stuff can also be packed in plastic bags. But...... What do we eat?

A silly kid who was concentrating on announcing the name of the dish replied casually. What to eat with. Isn't this nonsense. Eating it with your mouth, of course.

Everyone replied to her. Little girl. You're so innocent and cute.

This one just reacted. Flushed. Some embarrassed yelling. Look at what? I'm right. No cutlery. Just buy some disposable cutlery.

Immediately, there were classmates who would live a good life who objected. Disposable cutlery is not too expensive. But spend money on a cutlery. It's also unnecessary.

The female classmate gave the hard and simple classmate a blank look. So what do you say.

The classmate reached directly into the schoolbag that was beside him. Then light it up. A huge lunch box was lit up in front of everyone's eyes. He replied, "Bring your own."