Chapter 122 Asking for help from a big shot
How big of a deal is this? Gu Lu listened intently.
“He has already applied with Teacher Wu to restart Shuren Monthly.” Wan Bai revealed, “Teacher Wu has submitted the application and is waiting for the school’s approval.”
It's not just talk. A slogan rang in Gu Lu's mind: The senior year of high school has been withdrawn, and the first year of high school should be established. If you are born in Renchen, the world will be prosperous.
After recording the park mentioned by Gu Lu, Wan Bai trotted away. He had to go back and continue to share the joys and sorrows with the club.
Every student has his or her own goals. Gu Lu felt the youthful vitality of high school students from his classmates more than once.
One more thing, the basketball club does not need to perform on stage. Instead, they will set up a shooting activity on the playground during the school anniversary. There will be prizes for the number of shots made.
These prizes were purchased by the basketball club from the handicraft club, completing the closed sales loop.
"Is high school life so colorful? Fortunately, I didn't go to a technical secondary school like in my previous life." He thought to himself and walked out of the school.
In school, every student does have his or her own goals.
"Zebra, why are you working so hard to learn to dance?" Qi Caiwei asked strangely. The Lu Yi in front of her was not a dancer either.
Lu Yi treated Qi Caiwei to a lot of snacks. She was soft-spoken and short-handed. Her hands and feet were injured and she had been a sparring partner for two weeks.
"In addition to studying these days, you have been practicing dancing," Qi Caiwei continued, "If it is for the school anniversary, your level is completely enough."
It's not that you can't practice dancing hard, it's just that This hard work is as hard as she has been practicing dancing since she was a child. It's unnecessary and it will hurt her body.
"Is it really because of love?" Qi Caiwei didn't believe that practicing dancing was so hard, how could anyone really like dancing?
"I...I just want to be more fashionable." Lu Yi responded softly.
"?" Qi Caiwei felt that she didn't understand Chinese.
What? Is dancing fashionable?
“My grades in junior high school were also good, and then my grades were very good, and I was among the top three in the school in exams.” Lu Yi’s voice was low, as if he was telling someone else’s story, “But when I graduated, I found that I had a better I don’t have any friends. The best memory of junior high school is going on stage to receive the award.”
“So,” Lu Yi’s voice suddenly increased, “I want to be a fashionable person.”
The word fashion is still weird, but Qi Caiwei understood what Lu Yi wanted to express, "You mean, you want to be a more lively person."
"Not only lively, I hope to make many friends in high school." Friends, her popularity became very good," Lu Yi said, so she took the initiative to compete for class president, cut her hair, and joined the dance club.
It turned out to be such a "fashion", Qi Caiwei understood. She said, "Okay, take some time during the club activities tomorrow, and I will give you a closer look."
Lu Yi was startled, this is too troublesome, both of them are not in the same club, even if There are sugar-coated bullets that feel very troublesome.
"On the school anniversary stage, I will make you shine. Then boys will line up to chase you, and girls will line up to make friends with you." Qi Caiwei said.
He was so touched that Lu Yi didn't know what to say to express his gratitude, so he rushed up and gave her a hug.
"Caiwei, if you have any questions about your studies, you can ask me. Most of them are fine by me!" Lu Yi said in return.
Qi Caiwei has no doubts about this, but she already has help from her deskmate in liberal arts.
Wednesday came again in a flash, and more than a dozen members of the special club "Model United Nations" had solemn expressions.
Because the instructor just announced a bad news, "Only Bashu Middle School and the High School Affiliated to Southwest University can enter the Fog City Model United Nations." As mentioned before, the National Flag Honor Guard, Time Radio and Model United Nations are the three most special societies in the school. The special thing about Model United Nations is that it is a global society.
From regional middle school student Model United Nations to national and global college student Model United Nations, it mainly allows young people to participate in discussions at international conferences and imitate the proceedings of the United Nations League of Nations. Different students or different schools represent different countries. diplomats, discussing global health, monetary policy and other matters.
It may seem useless, but the activity is very helpful in broadening the international horizons of young people, because no matter how much you teach, it is better to let the students collect information on their own and "fight" with real swords and guns.
"I'm going to find Principal Liu..." Mizan, the president and secretary-general of the No. 8 Middle School Model United Nations, stood up immediately. He was so impatient that he couldn't hold back for a second.
If No. 8 Middle School cannot enter this year's Fog City Model United Nations Conference, doesn't it mean that they can only close the door and play their own game? What's the point?
"It's useless," the instructor said. "Schools in various places began to form model unions in the early 2000s, and the Model United Nations in Wudu was only established this year, and it was initiated by these two schools."
“So what?” a club member responded.
The instructor sighed. He just didn't want to make it clear. If the school couldn't take the first place, there would be no motivation to continue to advance. No. 8 Middle School has always strived for first place.
"Is there no other way? Teacher." Zhou Lin asked.
“Other ways?” the instructor said, “Look for yourself to register with the Wudu Middle School Student Model United Nations Association, but the probability of success is very low.”
"It's better to be small than nothing," Zhou Lin said. "We are all thinking of ways to see if we can join this term."
There is no doubt that Zhou Lin is the most active member. .
China will surely dominate the earth! Zhou Lin’s point of view is that simple, so she wants to join the Model United Nations from high school, and then step by step become the Secretary-General of the Wudu Model United Nations, the Secretary-General of the Global Model United Nations, and the Secretary-General of the Asian Model United Nations...
Because The Model United Nations (MUN) activity was initiated by American University in the 1950s. Therefore, the 23rd Global MUN Conference currently being held is chaired by the Secretary-General of the conference, all of whom are American students.
I don’t know where the strange girl’s sense of belief comes from. She believes that the secretary-general of the Global Model United Nations should be Chinese, so the first step cannot be failed.
The instructor is not optimistic about the students' independent registration. He is a junior staff member of the United Front Work Department in Wudu. He comes to the school part-time as part of the department's tasks. It is very leisurely. The only disadvantage is that he cannot receive two salaries.
After all, the education of middle school students cannot be sloppy. Unless we find a very influential person, we should wait for the next class.
Because of the bad news brought by the instructor, we were planning to simulate the "South China Sea Problem" today, but the members were listless.
The membership activities were over, and Mizan found the most excited member at the meeting just now.
"Zhou Lin, do you have any ideas?" Mizan asked. He also wanted to join the municipal Model United Nations.
"I want to ask a former classmate of mine..." Zhou Lin said.
Before he finished speaking, Mizan sighed, "There is probably no hope, because I just asked the instructor and he said that the chance of success for students applying alone is basically zero. If the school does not promote it, there is nothing we can do. "
"You can still ask." Zhou Lin said.
“Your classmate has a great background?” Mizan’s expression suddenly ignited with hope, and he thought of a possibility.
"Probably not, but he was a popular figure in our junior high school. The whole school knew about him and he was very powerful." Zhou Lin said.
How powerful can it be to extinguish the kindled hope? No matter how powerful he is, he is just a student. Mizan said nothing to pour cold water on him.
“I can really help, no matter if it works or not, thank you very much.” Mizan said.
Zhou Lin also saw that the president didn't believe it, so she didn't say much.
(End of this chapter)