Chapter 223 The truth is
Through the few words of the members of the Model United Nations, Gu Lu roughly analyzed Zhou Lin’s contribution to the Model United Nations.
Gu Lu knew about it first, invited him to join the club, and used his reputation to successfully sign up for the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Secondly, what Gu Lu didn't know was that the previous president Mizan and the vice president were both in trouble. Zhou Lin was responsible for researching information and writing the manuscript.
At that time, everyone thought it was embarrassing for her "club" to participate in activities, but Zhou Lin persisted.
It sounds like the protagonist in a movie, but no one believes it. Zhou Lin slowly relies on her own actions to inspire club members.
Winning the second place in the City Model Federation is undoubtedly a result of teamwork, but without Zhou Lin, the members have no confidence.
"The strange girl's heart is too strong." Gu Lu knew very well how difficult it is to persist in doing something that no one is optimistic about.
"Okay, okay, stop boasting." Zhou Lin and other club members praised her almost before she stopped her, "Let's start now. Last year, we lost to Bashu Middle School in the city Model United Nations competition and lost to the 49th "
The high school student model union national finals were held in Sijiu City, and Zhou Lin failed in her first attempt.
“Our club was not well prepared, so we invited our consultants.” Zhou Lin said.
In fact, Gu Lu really wanted to know, what is the winning or losing of this thing? It should be different from a debate.
I don’t know anything, and Gu Lu is not good at giving advice.
"Consultant, do you want to watch us fight with real swords and guns?" Zhou Lin said.
"Huh? Is that okay? I'm looking forward to it." Gu Lu said.
"Of course," Zhou Lin arranged: "[South China Sea Dispute], according to the information we collected, Min Xing, you will be in charge of Neon, Wang Mingjing will be in charge of America..."
In the classroom, the club members began to sit down in an orderly manner.
Gu Lu and Zhou Lin were sitting on the teacher's podium together. The latter said that he was serving as the presidium. What next? He acted calm.
"Now the presidium will conduct a roll call. Please answer the question of attendance of the country whose name is called." Zhou Lin said, "America."
Wang Mingjing, who represented the United States at the table, raised his hand and said Response, "Attend."
"South Korea."
"Attend."
"Neon."
"Attend."
"China."
……
Zhou Lin called the name, "The total number of attendees is 18, the absolute majority is 12, the simple majority is 9, and the 20% ratio is 4. Now the presidium proposes a motion to open the main speaker list."
It was relatively new at first, but soon Gu Lu I lost interest because the members’ speeches, Che Zhuluan talked a bit too much, and their emotions were quite subjective.
Gu Lu probably knows the rules of the Model United Nations. Just like Wang Mingjing, who represents the United States in front of him, he should stand on the standpoint of the United States in the event and protect his lackey Neon in Asia, rather than speaking for justice. fair.
[Zhou Lin: Boring? ]
Hey, that notebook looks familiar. I used it to chat in junior high school.
[Gu Lu: Not prepared enough. ]
The answer was also very tactful, and he really missed passing "notes". Gu Lu was surprised. Are the entire city's high school model unions a grass-roots team? This kind of thing can get second place.
But the nostalgia just slipped away, because the next meeting with Zhou Lin was relatively quick.
Obviously, Zhou Lin's mood was also affected. After all, she happily invited Gu Lu to come and have a look, and she never thought about capsizing the ship.
"The demonstration is almost like this," Zhou Lin said, "Our state is a bit bad today. This is related to my surprise attack today. Of course, there must be another reason. There are big people nearby, which makes us nervous. .”
"A big shot?" Gu Lu asked, "Me? Is it that exaggerated?" "It's not an exaggeration, you are a big shot, consultant. To be honest, I was shaking just now when I spoke." Wang Mingjing, a sophomore in high school, nodded.
The club members answered, "It feels like the head teacher is staring at me" "What a head teacher, the tension is so intense, it's the principal standing behind me" "Another reason is that the president is sitting I went up there, and I felt a little unsure...
Really? Gu Lu felt that he belonged to the down-to-earth style.
In fact, this kind of "respect" is closer to awe, and has nothing to do with Gu Lu's own attitude, but comes from the news reports and the published works.
"Ming Jing, your Mandarin is so good. There is no salt and pepper flavor at all. Hahaha, it would be great if I could speak Mandarin as well as you."
"Qiqi, where did you get the information about South Korea? It feels like The inquiry is very in-depth, can you share the method?”
“To be honest, the biggest improvement is...”
Wait, Zhou Lin’s praise was justified.
“They are all pretty good, but we can do better. No. 1 Middle School, No. 3 Middle School, and Bashu are all very strong. According to this state, our MUN preliminary round this week will be a bit difficult.”
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Zhou Lin's voice was inquiring as she looked around at the dozen or so core members of the Model United Nations, "Should we find a time this week to sum it up?"
"No problem, just make time" "I'm sure "I also feel a little bad, the data collection is too one-sided" and so on.
"School will be over this Friday." Zhou Lin set a time.
The strange girl's mood was very stable. Gu Lu could tell that Zhou Lin was dissatisfied with her performance, but he did not blame her. Instead, he accurately grasped the shining points of her classmates.
What touched Gu Lu the most was "us". Zhou Lin had always been talking about us.
Maybe this is true excellence, Gu Lu lamented. If he hadn't synthesized the list, he wouldn't be able to compare with such a student with good grades and strong organizational skills.
Of course, King Gulu will not belittle himself, because he has also worked hard to accumulate.
The activity room of Model UN is busy.
Shuren Literary Club is also busy and has to choose Fantine again.
“You won’t come again?” Li Guyuan frowned.
Tang Yuan was not very interested in the club interaction all afternoon. Fortunately, he was in charge of editing articles, so no club members noticed.
At the end of the meeting, Li Guyuan found Gu Lu.
Li Guyuan fell in love with Qi Caiwei at first sight from the beginning, and they even joined the literary club together.
Later, I was busy competing with Gu Lu, and I didn’t have time to care about Zhong Qing’s little thoughts. Then I picked up my pen again and started submitting articles, and I had even less time.
Facts have proved that in Li Guyuan's heart, competing with classmates and writing are more important than falling in love.
Now - Li Guyuan feels that the relationship between Qi Caiwei and his good brother should be more than friends, so if he has any questions, he should go to Gu Lu.
“I know.” Gu Lu finished listening to Tangyuan’s statement.
"What next? What are you going to do?" Li Guyuan said, "I feel that Qi Caiwei is quite serious."
"I am going to talk to CC. Can I think of a way to get the best of both worlds?" Gu Lu speculated , the key to talking about what Qi’s mother caused depends on the attitude of the person involved.
“As long as you have ideas,” Li Guyuan took the initiative to bring up what he had refused to talk about earlier. “Do you still remember when you asked me why I didn’t submit the manuscript last semester?”
Gu Lu listened attentively. This matter really puzzled him for a long time.
Especially those days when I learned about it, but then... I forgot about it, bringing up old things again, and dead memories resurrected.
(End of this chapter)