Time soon came to the end of December, and preparations for another New Year's Day party made Yang Dongxu feel like the last New Year's Day party was just yesterday. Days always slip away unconsciously like this.
As the president of the student union, Ma Qianheng was not on the list of people preparing for the New Year's Day party. He occasionally appeared in a leadership position and gave a few words of advice before leaving in a hurry.
Now he is not exactly a student. It is said that he spends less time in class than Yang Dongxu. All day long, various district government departments were busy making reports, making summaries, and promoting volunteer teachers, which were even busier than the school leaders.
So trivial things like the school New Year's Day party are naturally left to the backbone of the student union like Yu Yi. If you can't do this little thing well, let alone the position of vice president of the student union, you won't be able to do the work of supporting teachers.
A party, a New Year's Day party organized by students. In fact, it can be said to be complicated or simple, but it is just a few pieces of singing, dancing and sketches. If only that versatile student could do some magic or something, then the party would basically be perfect.
"If you need help with anything, please let me know. I happen to be free during this period of time. But forget about singing and performing shows. I feel that the programs you have selected are very good, so I won't join in the fun. ." Hearing that Yu Yi actually asked her to sing, Du Weiwei was also fanning the flames and Yang Dongxu kept waving his hands.
"Then can you sit down and arrange the program? I heard that you are very good at this, right?" Du Weiwei had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.
"I heard it, who said it?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment with confusion on his face.
He didn't seem to have shown any talent for screenwriting in school, not even songwriting. So I was a little confused by Du Weiwei's sudden words.
"Don't worry about it, just tell me whether you want to do it or not?" Du Weiwei said with her arms folded across her chest, looking particularly strong.
"Aren't I helping with the specific work? Why do I have to participate in the programming of the program?" Yang Dongxu asked in confusion.
"The New Year's Day party is not just for students from our school, but also from other schools. After all, the volunteer teaching has done so well this year, and the school leaders also feel that they have face. So I decided to raise the standard of the party and let other school leaders come to watch. Look at the spirit of our school." Jin Li said.
"So?" Yang Dongxu was still confused.
"I'll tell you what's going on." He Junshan on the side couldn't stand it anymore: "The program was originally prepared and almost rehearsed, but this morning Ma Qianheng suddenly came back and said that other school leaders would also come to the party. . Let us be better and bigger, let other school leaders shine, and let our school leaders have a face-to-face party.
It seems that New Year's Day is only two or three days away. There is still so much time to prepare, Ma Qianheng is obviously looking for trouble. So we discussed it and had to let you arrange the program. "
"Take me for the blame." Yang Dongxu touched his chin and laughed.
He and He Junshan had different views on Ma Qianheng not looking for trouble. After all, this was a matter of the school's face. No matter how greedy Ma Qianheng is for power, he still wants to be a voice in the student union. I won't use this matter to test Yu Yi's pressure.
After all, he is the president of the student union. No matter how busy he is outside, the school affairs are left to Yu Yi. Whenever something happens, he is the first person to bear the brunt.
Ma Qianheng must have some brains for this, so He Junshan's statement is a bit exaggerated. However, it is indeed a good choice to let him do the arrangement of the entire party and even be the general conductor.
First of all, he is the initiator of volunteer education and the winner of this year's Outstanding Youth Award. If nothing happens at the party, nothing will happen. Even if something happened, for the sake of his titles, neither the school leaders nor other school leaders would care about it seriously.
So if something happens to Yu Yi, it will definitely be a big deal, but if it comes to Yang Dongxu, it is very likely that he will not be criticized, but will be encouraged. This is the difference in status.
"There is nothing we can do. Yu Yi remembers not sleeping well for several days." Du Weiwei took Yu Yi's arm and pushed her forward and said.
Glancing at the dark circles under Yu Yi's eyes that were obviously not sleeping well, Yang Dongxu touched his chin and said, "Well, I haven't done any parties or anything like that, so asking me to be responsible for specific work is probably going to add to the chaos. I'll hire a consultant." , you do the work, and I will bear the responsibility if something happens. Just rehearse how you prepared before, just follow what you have done before."
"Is this possible?" Thinking of Ma Qianheng's instructions, Yu Yi looked at Yang Dongxu with a frown.
"As long as nothing goes wrong at a party like this, it is the greatest victory. I'll go talk to Ma Qianheng." Yang Dongxu said with a smile. ,
Both society and school leaders are very tolerant towards students. So even if there is nothing outstanding about the party, as long as it ends unpredictably, it will be praised. And if there is still something outstanding, then rewards will definitely be indispensable, at least verbal encouragement.
Therefore, in Yang Dongxu's opinion, if he expected to throw himself into chaos and hold a fancy party, it would be better to just stick to the current situation. As long as nothing happens, it would be victory. As for the demanding requirements, Yang Dongxu could only hesitate. If you insist on asking for it, then just come.
"Is this okay?" Du Weiwei looked a little worried.
Although Ma Qianheng is now with several people in the past, they are all smiling while eating and drinking. But for some reason, Du Weiwei felt more and more depressed by Ma Qianheng, and sometimes she was even more nervous than meeting the school leaders.
"It's definitely possible. To put it bluntly, we are just a group of students, not even art students. We can eat as much food as we want. How can it be possible if you have to make it look like the Spring Festival Gala. So if there is a good show, don't be bold. Go on, maybe it will be outstanding. If there is no good program, then there will be no problem if it is just by the rules and makes no mistakes."
"Then let's do this for now." Yu Yi gritted his teeth and made the final decision, continuing the rehearsal process without changing anything.
She didn't know whether it was Yang Dongxu's words that made her understand the truth, or whether Yang Dongxu put a consultant in front of her to help her feel confident and no longer worried.
"You said Ma Qianheng is a man who only bullies women." Yu Yi and the others continued to go to the auditorium to work, while Yang Dongxu and He Junshan went to the art school to see how to borrow musical instruments.
After leaving school, He Junshan handed Yang Dongxu a cigarette, and the two of them smoked and walked.
"Where do all these weird words come from? Everyone has his or her own way of living. You are content with what you have, so you don't allow others to make progress and work hard? After all, we are also classmates. Apart from anything else, if Ma Qianheng really succeeds in the future, If you become a high-ranking official, if nothing else matters, after you go back to work and your boss finds out about this, will he consider you first when he is an outstanding teacher in the future?"
"I'm not that philistine." He Junshan took a puff of cigarette and said.
But he didn't discuss this topic again, obviously he was arrogant. But He Junshan is not indifferent to worldly affairs. Being married, he naturally knows how difficult life is. Although I can't stand Ma Qianheng, I don't want to curry favor with anyone.
But it can be seen from the fact that he used to argue with Ma Qianheng in person, but now he can only complain to Yang Dongxu, and he no longer openly conflicts with Ma Qianheng. Although He Junshan is noble, he is not a prick. He does not flatter people, but he will not offend others.
"Why are you so concerned about Yu Yi's affairs? Don't you think so?" Yang Dongxu blew out a smoke ring and thought of something, and suddenly looked sideways at Ma Qianheng.
"How is that possible? I'm married, okay?" He Junshan's eyes widened instantly, looking upright and calm.
But Yang Dongxu still saw a trace of panic in his eyes, and the gentle lady was so embarrassed. What's more, she is a woman like Yu Yi who is excellent in appearance, figure and temperament. The one who can most arouse men's desire to conquer, Yu Yi definitely meets the standard that many men say, "I would rather live ten years less if I sleep once."
"Don't mess around. Ma Qianheng and Ma Qianheng are already like that. If you cause anything else, how can you make me believe in love?" Yang Dongxu said a little speechlessly.
However, as a man, I also understand such things. After all, in today's society, a person comes into contact with many times more people or things than before. Like in ancient times, one can only love one person in a lifetime. Maybe, but after all, it is rarely said.
And such things were very rare even in ancient times, so it can become a benchmark, be recorded and set up as a model for future generations to learn from.
So in a place like Zhejiang University where beauties are everywhere, He Junshan is a young and powerful man, and his wife is thousands of miles away. Occasionally, when there is a need for semen in the brain, what is going on in his mind? This can be seen from the sultry articles he usually writes.
In fact, the most boring people in the past and present are educated people. An old farmer rushes around for three meals a day, and when a drop of sweat falls on the ground, he wants to break into eight pieces. How can I have so much time to think about these messy things?
If you don’t believe me, look at who visited brothels in ancient times, except wealthy businessmen. Of course it was the literati. When Liu Yong died, all the prostitutes in the city came to mourn him. A large proportion of many ancient poems that have been handed down were written on the spot in brothels.
All rural people often say that knowledgeable people are rotten. This sentence is not unreasonable. Otherwise, why were ancient literati called literati and poets? Does Saoke just mean bohemian and literary? Anyway, Yang Dongxu definitely accounts for a large proportion of being sultry.
"Stop talking about me, say it's you. Do you have someone you like?" He Junshan was a little frightened when Yang Dongxu saw him, and he coughed and changed the subject.
"Why do you ask like that?" Yang Dongxu looked at He Junshan doubtfully.
"You didn't like Egret chasing you before, and I haven't seen anyone you like for so long. You can't really talk to that celebrity, right? But it seems like she hasn't come to see you for a long time."
"We are just ordinary friends, we just met by chance. Naturally, she won't come to see me when she goes abroad."
"Going abroad?" He Junshan couldn't help but be a little surprised. Those who can go abroad now are all talented people. When it comes to going abroad, the flat bottom should be half higher.
"Eh!" He Junshan, who was surprised that Yu Feihong went abroad, suddenly said in surprise. Yang Dongxu followed his gaze and found a Santana starting to leave.
"What are you looking at?"
"It seemed that the person in the car just now was Zhang Jing?"
"Zhang Jing?" Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment and glanced at Santana who was leaving: "Did you see clearly?"
Zhang Jing is the most beautiful girl in Du Weiwei's dormitory, and also the quietest one. Although I usually sing and drink at parties, sometimes I also joke.
But Yang Dongxu always felt that Zhang Jing, the quietest one, was the smartest one. He seems to see many things more thoroughly than he does, always with the sobriety of an outsider.
"It was shaking just now, and I'm not sure. Is Zhang Jing's family very rich?" He Junshan shook his head, unsure whether he was seeing Zhang Jing.
"I haven't heard of it. Maybe you haven't told us." Yang Dongxu shrugged.
But if it was really Zhang Jing who was doing this in the car, for this girl who is usually quiet and doesn't show off anything. He couldn't help but be a little curious. After all, as He Junshan said, only rich people can drive a car now, even if the other person drives a Santana.
