Chapter 239: You won't be following us Lu Zhu, right?
After a week of military training, everyone got used to the training intensity, except for the skin tanned a little, there was no other discomfort.
After the end, several girls still had the energy to go outside the school to eat self-service hot pot, and after eating, they walked around the milk tea shop, and one person carried a cup of milk tea in his hand, chatting and entering the school through the side door.
Shaded tents were erected on the boulevard in front of the school library, stretching to the open space in front of the tennis court where they were training, one after the other.
In front of each tent, a circle of students gathered, most of them freshmen wearing military training uniforms.
Wang Yu covered his forehead with one hand, tiptoed around, and saw the flag floating in front of the tent, which read "Basketball Club", and the next one was "Street Dance Club".
"The club is recruiting, should we go and have a look?" Wang Yu turned around and asked them.
"Let's go check it out."
The entire dormitory is here, and everyone browses through the clubs from front to back, stopping in front of the clubs they are interested in.
After walking around, Lu Zhu applied for the tennis club and jazz dance club, and he could basically be selected after handing in the registration form. At the end is the territory of the student union, and the number of applicants is several times higher than that of other stalls.
Lu Zhu squeezed in and took a blank registration form, there was no pen, and when the others ran out, I don't know when they would wait: "Did you bring a pen?" β
He Shiyan took out a carrot-shaped ballpoint pen from the satchel she was carrying and gave it to her: "You want to join the student union?" β
Lu Zhu really couldn't find an open space, so he lay on He Shiyan's back and filled in the form: "Do you want to add?" β
"No, I mean you have to report so many clubs, can you be busy?" He Shiyan really admired her energy, "I read the class schedule, we have a lot of classes in our freshman year, the two clubs you signed up for are too physically demanding, plus a student union, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Oh, I almost forgot, you're still a member of the class committee, and you have to worry about a bunch of in the class. β
Lu Zhu filled in the basic information, held up the form and handed it to the person in charge of the student union, returned the pen to He Shiyan, and analyzed with her: "I asked, the tennis club is generally a Saturday morning activity, and jazz dance is a weekend evening, which will not occupy class time." The work of the student council should be less onerous and well coordinated. β
He Shiyan took a big sip of milk tea, and was moved by her: "Help me get a watch too, I'll add the student union." β
Lu Zhu turned sideways and squeezed in again, pulling out a watch: "You drink less sweet, your throat is hoarse." β
He Shiyan asked her to help get milk tea, bit off the cap of the pen in her mouth, and instead of lying on Lu Zhu's back to fill out the form, she said vaguely: "I don't want to think about why my voice is hoarse." β
Lu Zhu's shoulders shook with laughter. He Shiyan patted her: "Don't move, the words are crooked." β
In the afternoon, during the intermission of military training, the three tennis courts next to each other were all sensational, and six or seven phalanxes joined in, and the formation was huge.
The phalanxes shouted to each other, "If you are told to sing, you will sing, twisting and pinching is not presentable, like what, big girl". He Shiyan complained about these people so naΓ―ve, but it turned out to be real, she sang louder than anyone else, and her desire to win was full, and her voice was shouted like this.
He Shiyan handed over the form and asked where the others had gone.
Lu Zhu didn't find them in the crowd, and they dispersed as he walked: "Maybe in other clubs." β
They didn't leave, they waited in the shade of a tree, and after ten minutes, the other four returned. They did go to learn about the club, some of them registered, and some of them didn't.
exchanged a few words with each other, and learned that only Lu Zhu, He Shiyan, and Zhao Rui signed up to join the student union, and whether they can be selected depends on the results of this Friday's interview.
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The form of the student union is more formal than those of the miscellaneous clubs, and the interview time is sent to the applicant's mobile phone by text message. If you do not attend the interview, your registration will be considered invalid.
On Friday night, the three people who had eaten went back to the dormitory to change their clothes first, and went to the interview wearing a military training uniform with stinky sweat, and it was estimated that they were eliminated before they could speak.
He Shiyan changed into a decent black dress, long hair shawl, and makeup, which was not as flamboyant and glamorous as usual, and it was a temperamental makeup. She is very good at adapting her makeup to different occasions to achieve the perfect fit.
Lu Zhu also picked it up slightly, the upper body was a pure white T-shirt, and a denim skirt was put on, the hem was tucked into the waist of the skirt, pulling out a slender curve, and a fork was opened behind the skirt. A pair of small white shoes on the feet, clean and simple.
He Shiyan sat in front of her and helped her put on makeup.
Lu Zhu closed his eyes, felt the eyeshadow brush brushing back and forth on his eyelids, and his lips moved: "Next time I go shopping, you can help me pick out a set of cosmetics, I'm always embarrassed." β
"What's this?" He Shiyan raised the mirror to let her see, "Peach-colored eyeshadow, suitable for you." β
Lu Zhu blinked his eyes twice, very satisfied: "I also have to learn to make up, I can't always trouble you." β
"Okay, I'll teach you."
Zhao Rui waited for them for a few minutes, leaned against the door frame, clasped his arms with both hands, and clicked his watch: "Two young ladies, are you okay?" β
"Alright, alright." Lu Zhu pulled out a canvas bag from the cabinet, loaded a few things into it, hugged Zhao Rui's waist, and coaxed her, "I've been waiting for a long time." β
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The interview took place in Building A17, in a lecture theatre on the second floor.
The staircase was jammed with people, and there were two long lines in the hallway. The three girls went to the front to get the number and stood in line behind the others.
A few minutes later, a girl stepped out of the classroom with one foot, very senior style: "Don't stand and wait, come in and find a seat to sit, and then go to the stage for an interview when you call the number." β
He Shiyan is tall, with 1.72 meters, and pulled the two sisters to find a seat first. Lu Zhu twisted his fingers, and the nervousness was visible to the naked eye: "Interview in front of so many people?" β
He Shiyan patted her: "Just put the original flavor of your speech for the class committee, believe me, no problem." β
The shoulder was tapped twice, Lu Zhu turned his head, and He Shiyan looked innocent: "Why are you looking at me like this?" β
"Didn't you shoot me?"
A male voice with a light smile was forcibly inserted from behind: "Back." β
Lu Zhu turned his head a little wider, and Chen Jialin's handsome face at close range came into view, and his hand waved on the side of his face, just like the stray orange cat that Lu Zhu found in the grass in the past few days, with a sense of joy.
"You're here?" Lu Zhu asked a nonsense.
Chen Jialin replied seriously: "First of all, I definitely didn't come to class. β
He Shiyan chuckled, and after laughing, she quickly covered her mouth, revealing a pair of eyes with apologies, as if to say that I didn't mean to interrupt you.
Chen Jialin said: "It doesn't matter. β
Zhao Rui stared at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth was really dazzling: "Which department are you going to join?" β
Chen Jialin knew that she was Lu Zhu's roommate, so he shook the number sign in his hand: "Propaganda Department." β
He Shiyan raised his eyebrows: "You won't be following us Lu Zhu, right?" β
Chen Jialin heard the message conveyed by her words, pretended not to understand, looked at Lu Zhu with his eyes, and was a little surprised: "You are also the Propaganda Department?" β
Lu Zhu was like him, he shook the number sign, it was blue, and the Propaganda Department was blue.
Chen Jialin didn't hide his good mood, and the corners of his mouth hooked upwards when he turned his face. The three girls in the front row turned their heads back, not seeing his bright and stretched eyebrows.
As Lu Zhu turned his gaze, he caught a familiar face. Across several rows of people, she wasn't sure, squinted and tried to make out, then compromised, pulled her glasses out of her bag and put them on. Now I finally saw clearly, it was indeed Yu Wei.
Lu Zhu was very surprised, in the three years of high school, she and Yu Wei were in the same class, Yu Wei had never participated in any class activities, and he was indifferent to even the sports meeting that the boys were most enthusiastic about.
When she saw him at the interview site of the student union, she was no less shocked than the sun coming out of the west.
Yu Wei also saw her, and smiled at her slightly, with a polite nature, and the smile was very shallow.
Thanks to Lu Zhu's glasses, he didn't ignore the smile on his face, and sighed silently, not to mention Yu Wei, hasn't she also changed?
As you grow older and step into different fields, people will change.
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After the interview process was completed, the student union officials asked them to go back and wait for news. Those who pass the interview will receive a text message, and if they don't receive any message, they won't be able to pass.
A group of people pulled out of the lecture hall, and Chen Jialin pushed aside a few people and squeezed to Lu Zhu's side. In order not to show embarrassment, he said to the three people: "Are you going to have supper?" β
He Shiyan knew that his drunkard didn't mean to drink: "Do you please?" β
"Let's go." Chen Jialin is waiting for this sentence.
He Shiyan just said hi, she didn't think that he promised so happily, but she was put up and couldn't get off the stage, and she didn't dare to make decisions for Lu Zhu, so she had to ask her for help.
Lu Zhu held the mobile phone in both hands to send a message, not touching her eyes, He Shiyan was anxious and pinched her arm to remind her.
Fortunately, Lu Zhu's ears did not strike, and when she heard their conversation, she was pinched by He Shiyan, she put away her mobile phone and did not refute her face: "What to eat?" β
Chen Jialin was very happy: "You decide." β
Lu Zhu looked at the other two roommates, He Shiyan didn't dare to assert any more, and gave her a "casual" look, and Zhao Rui didn't speak. Lu Zhu pressed her eyebrows, and she had to decide: "Let's eat Malatang." β
He Shiyan and Zhao Rui have no opinions, and Chen Jialin naturally has no opinions.
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