Chapter XV: Meetings of the Committee
Lincoln High School's largest Lincoln Round Table Hall.
This is definitely the most elegant room in Lincoln High School, because it was built in 1976 with the purpose of following the example of private high schools, so that our high school students can understand the world from a more intuitive perspective.
The International Strategic Simulation Club, a school organization that attempts to allow students to practice their skills by simulating the role of representatives of various countries, presenting their proposals and exchanging opinions on an international issue.
However, the public high schools have not figured out one problem, that is, the high school students of the school are not interested in this kind of simulated topic activity at all, and most of them drop out of school without even getting a diploma, how can they care about the cause of the outbreak of the Vietnam War, when the Soviet Union will start the third world war?
Many public high school students don't talk about simulation, and even ask them to find their simulated country on a globe, and if the font is not big enough, they can't find it.
Think about it, is it more interesting to sit in this room with a confused face and the instructor throws you a document that says that you will be pretending to be the German Prime Minister and facing a group of classmates who are pretending to be the leaders of the United States, the Soviet Union and other countries, and explain your views on the pattern of the Cold War in the world, or will it be more interesting to go out for a ride with your beloved girl?
Even if they choose ten times, they will make the right choice, girl.
Even going to the gymnasium to participate in sports activities, and by the way, watching the beautiful cheerleaders of the school not far away rehearse and dance in cool team uniforms, it makes them feel happier than sitting in the conference hall.
In '79, a certain high school student at Lincoln High School once spray-painted the door of the conference hall with a classic sentence that could be written in the history of philosophy: "Simulation can't make us fall in love with politics, but Nako can!" β
Although the school was quickly cleared, it did not prevent the later cadets of Lincoln High School from remembering this phrase and showing their attitude towards the political game.
Now the long-vacant conference room is open again for important meetings of the CSLS Committee.
In front of the huge round conference table that can accommodate twenty people, Tommy Hawk stood in the main seat, his fingertips propped up on the table, and his eyes looked around at the people who had found their seats at the moment:
"If you have any questions about this summer camp, you can ask."
Several people glanced at each other, and David, a fat man with glasses, was the first to speak: "David Schaefer, Georgia, uh...... I have a question, the committee of this kind of organization is usually composed of the school and the initiators, we are just students, why do we become members, of course, I am honored, but I am more curious. β
"Because my committee looks empty right now, and there are only four of them, including the instructor, Miss Farrell, who made you boys look straight at each other, and I need someone else's help to keep this camp running, after all, there are fifty-three students in the first batch in addition to you." Tommy Hawke said frankly.
"There's really nothing new, as I guessed, arranging a high-level looking title and then having me do unpaid labor, which I used to do with black classmates in Georgia." David Schaeffer shrugged, not at all surprised.
Frank Grillo looked at Tommy Hawk and shrugged, "I'm happy to help, and my mom often says it's fun to help, but I'm going to call first to let my mom know that she doesn't like me doing activities she doesn't know about." β
"Hahaha~" Kevin Nipfen laughed loudly, his voice full of mockery: "Frank Grillo, your words remind me of the state league, when your coach had to call home for you and ask your mom for instructions, and get approval to take you to the post-game dinner." β
"Shut up, Kane Nipfen, don't force me to break your waistbone." Frank shouted.
"Okay, come on!" Kevin pulled back his chair and was about to get up.
"Communicate like an adult, guys, or I have the right to expel you from the camp, and by the way, according to the contract, if you are expelled for personal reasons, you will not get a refund." Tommy Hawk saw that the two were about to argue again, lightly clasped the table with his fingerbones, and said coldly: "If you insist on giving up your place and let me earn two more high school students' money, I can't ask for it." β
Seeing the two of them sit back and stop talking, Tommy Hawk stared at the two for a few seconds before he spoke, "Continue with the question just now." β
"My mom said to be a well-behaved and lovable girl, and if I could help everyone, I would be willing." Zoe Winters smiled and said.
Catherine Nunn looked at her brightly painted nails and said without looking up: "I'm not interested in managing some difficult guys, I just want to talk to the head of state and get the resume I need, because I have to study political science at university." β
"I just need results in all kinds of sports." Chris Ferguson took off his cowboy hat to reveal his long brown hair, and he shook his head as if to himself: "Although I don't know if I'm just going to major in math, why should I get a bunch of sports grades before I can apply to those elite schools, if I can get excellent grades as a committee member, I don't mind." β
Seeing that Stephen Burn had no intention of speaking, but just looked at himself and made a continuation, Tommy Hawke opened his mouth and said:
"Pay will be rewarded, your competition results will be very good, since you are here, naturally you also know the success of this summer camp, I also know your needs, nothing more than a dazzling array of results on paper, so first, you will be given priority to meet this, second, you will get a joint letter of recommendation from the founder of the summer camp organizing committee and the principal of the founding school, which will praise your sense of responsibility and great dedication, and finally, the summer camp government affairs simulation, you have the right of priority to appoint, yes, Within an hour of your arrival in that country, you can become the national police chief, the foreign secretary, the education secretary, the sports secretary or whatever else you have in that country, and then you have the right to appoint fifty-three high school students who have not joined the committee as your subordinates, and your additional remuneration will also include that the real police chief of that country, the foreign secretary and so on, that is, the real owner of the position you experienced, will give a letter of recommendation at the end. That's a treat that fifty-three high school students don't have. Tommy Hawke looked around at everyone in a calm tone:
"If you are sure that you are not interested, you can bring it up now, and I will change the group of people to sit in your current position and serve me, and then you will wait to be led by them."
"I joined, and the poor ghost just couldn't resist the temptation." David Schaefer was the first to change his tune when he heard Tommy Hawke's words: "I want to be the country's home secretary. β
Several other people, including Stephen Binn, showed eager expressions, and Kevin Nipfen raised his hand: "Something interesting, Secretary of State for Sport, I can teach people in that country what sports competition is." β
"Does their country lack a queen? I can reluctantly accept their prostration. Catherine thought for a moment and said to Tommy Hawke.
Tommy Hawke looked at Catherine, shrugged and said, "No, it's a pity that they have the Queen of England as their leader. β
"Can I then be Secretary of State for Defense or Commander of the Armed Forces? I will lead my troops to overthrow her and the British, and replace me, Queen Catherine, with the crown. Catherine thought for a moment and gave her own thoughts.
Tommy Hawke nodded: "The position of Secretary of State and Commander of the Armed Forces is yours, Your Majesty, but I personally don't think that you can lead two hundred reserve militia across the Atlantic to the British Isles and kill Britain and its queen in the seven days of your summer camp experience, although if you can do it, the entire population of that country may be grateful." β
"I can do anything." Zoe smiled sweetly at Tommy, "I'll do whatever I need to do." β
"I think their country must need a foreign secretary like you, who is beautiful, elegant, and willing to think of others." Tommy Hawke also laughed and said to Zoe.
Seeing that Frank Grillo was still in a daze, Tommy asked, "Frank, what about you?" β
"Uh...... I'm thinking about it. Frank responded.
Although this guy looks fierce, he can feel that his temper is actually very docile when he communicates, as long as Kevin doesn't provoke him.
Shifting his gaze from Frank to the cowboy, Tommy asked, "Very well, Chris, do you have a job you want?" β
"Duties related to numbers, probability." Chris pulled out a cigarette: "Can I get one?" I am 18 years old. β
"Yes, but it's better not to be in front of girls, and then we can go out and suck again, so the Chancellor of the Exchequer or the Secretary of State for International Trade or something, or the Secretary of State for Taxes?"
Chris put away his cigarette: "Minister of Revenue." β
βShitοΌ I should have elected the Minister of Taxation, but I was attracted by the name of the Prime Minister, so can we talk about how to avoid taxation? Chris? I've been working on this since I was thirteen years old. David Schaefer regretted that he didn't expect this position, and then looked at Chris Ferguson and asked.
"Mr. Stephen, would you like to say something?"
Stephen Binn's left hand clenched into a fist to his lips and hesitated for a few seconds before he spoke: "May I ask how you chose us people?" β
"Because the information of the seven of you is sorted out and put at the top, I didn't pick it." Tommy Hawke spoke.
Stephen Lane shrugged: "What a candid answer, then Chancellor of the Exchequer and Secretary of State for International Trade?" After all, I don't think you all know as much about money as I do, but by the way, I'm going to finish humanities at Stanford University and graduate school in graduate school, so I can just add some experience to the subject. β
"You've already been admitted early, and what are you doing at this summer camp that is obviously just to coax those college recruiters?" David Schaeffer said with a shocked look on his face, "Fuck Stanford! β
"It's a little boring to wait, find a summer camp to pass the time." Stephen smiled brightly.
Kevin asked, "Waiting to report to college?" β
"When my grandfather dies, inherit his estate." Stephen said.
Tommy Hawk flipped through Stephen Ben's resume in front of him: "Man, it says that you got admission to Stanford University early by virtue of your ability, and you are from Harvard-Westlake High School in Los Angeles, what did you rely on to do it?" Won an international award in sports or the arts? β
Everyone else looked at Stephen Benn curiously.
Stephen enjoyed the feeling of being watched, and after a few seconds, he said, "Because my father was a trustee of Stanford University, the Burn family donates to Stanford University every year. β
"What the is this called personal ability?" David Schaefer almost wrote the words envy, jealousy and hate directly on his face.
Stephen leaned back and opened his hands to a few poor ghosts: "This ability is called luck, man, luck can make people cast a good baby." β
"It's not a beating, but it makes a sense." David Schaefer said depressedly.
Tommy Hawke opened his mouth and said: "I would like to remind you that you will leave for St. Vincent a day earlier than the other cadets to serve as a state dignitary, to familiarize yourself with the work you are responsible for as soon as possible, and when you perform your duties, the real officials of St. Vincent will act as an ombudsman to guide and observe your work ability, each of you needs to manage eight subordinate trainees, take care of and arrange their work arrangements, although this summer camp has helped you buy short-term accident insurance, but you still do not want to see any accidents happen." β
"What if there's a problem?" Zoe asked, "Some questions, I mean, there may always be unexpected things. β
"If you can't figure it out on your own, you can report to St. Vincent's Prime Minister for the next seven days, Tommy Hawke."
"Frank, you should make a decision, whether to join or I will change ......" After saying that, Tommy looked at Frank.
"Wait a minute." Frank got up: "Where's the phone?" β
A few boys, except Kevin Nipfen, smoked cigarettes while standing under the paulownia tree watching Frank on the phone in the distance on the phone booth, while the two girls toured the campus under the guidance of Otilia.
The first cohort will officially arrive at Lincoln High School tomorrow and then assemble and leave for St. Vincent, and a professor named Gavin Ladd at Princeton University has made it clear that he will not attend the first half of the event in St. Vincent, but will attend the summer summit at Lincoln High School in the second half, and as for the other unknown professor, he still has not given a definite reply, and the only reply is that if he attends, he will not be paid.
However, Tommy was not interested in guessing the other party's reaction, and now the school account actually had more than 200 high school students paying money for summer camp, and Princeton was hot-headed and helpful, and the money was real.
"I can't believe that his mom had to be consulted for summer camp activities, and when I was thirteen years old, my dead daddy started borrowing money from me to buy alcohol." David Schaeffer spat out the cigarette butt and spoke.
In the distance, Frank's voice on the phone was faintly heard:
"Mom, I was selected to serve as a member of the CSLS Commission, and as Special Forces Commander and Prison Warden and Coast Guard and Internal Affairs Force Commander in St. Vincent."
"It's not a church organization, it's a summer camp arrangement, and I'm responsible for ensuring the safety of the summer camp and providing them with all-round protection."
"Not all of them protect me, I take my men to protect them, yes, I also believe that I can do it, I know Mom, love you."
"My mom said she agreed."
Seeing Frank hang up, Tommy Hawk said to several people, "I think the first person to come up with the nickname on the CSLS committee, BigBaby Frank." β