Shao Le thought hard and couldn't figure out why Lin Keke would say such a thing.
He quibbled for a long time, but the more he quibbled, the more Lin Keke looked like he was about to cry.
In the end, Shao Le had no choice but to vaguely promise Lin Keke not to spend money randomly in the future, and Lin Keke was no longer so sad.
On the way back to the dormitory, Shao Le kept thinking about this. After thinking for a long time, he remembered the two bottles of sunscreen spray during military training.
"It seems that someone from their dormitory told Lin Keke to listen, otherwise she would never know the price of those two bottles of sunscreen spray."
After Shao Le figured it out, he recalled Lin Keke's expression in the cafeteria just now, and his mood suddenly improved. He hummed a little song all the way back to the dormitory.
At this time, the three roommates were all awake.
Seeing Shao Le holding steamed buns and soy milk, Jin Mingxuan started to get angry again.
"Shao Le, my dear brother, sharing a dormitory with you is definitely a blessing I gained in my previous life."
Shao Le rolled his eyes and said, "What kind of evil did I do in my previous life to live in the same dormitory with an idiot like you?"
"Shao Le, you got up so early and came back sweating. Could it be that you went for a run?"
"Um."
"Then I will run with you next time."
"Put it down." Shao Le sat down and said while eating steamed buns, "When I woke up in the morning, you were still talking in your sleep."
"Uh, haha." Wei Tao smiled awkwardly.
On weekends, except for eating in the cafeteria at noon and evening, I spent the rest of the time in the dormitory.
In the evening, the decoration company sent their first draft design drawings and renderings.
After Ma Yuan received it, he immediately took Shao Le to refer to it.
The decoration styles of the Qing Bars are quite similar. They are not as complicated as those of the bars. The main ones are the design of the bar and ceiling. Shao Le pointed and picked out several areas to be modified. Ma Yuan sent them directly to the decoration company. .
Although Ma Yuan provided all the money for starting a business, Ma Yuan was more willing to listen to Shao Le's opinion. Although Shao Le never talked about his family affairs in the dormitory, Ma Yuan could see that Shao Le's family background was definitely not good. generally.
Whether it was his social skills, his standard and fluent English speaking, or the calm manner when he met his father that day, they were all exposed.
If it had been Jin Mingxuan and Wei Tao that day, I believe they would never have been as comfortable as Shao Yang when they saw their father.
Even Ma Yuan himself feels reserved when seeing his father.
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From the dormitory to the teaching building of the English School, you have to pass through the East Campus Garden, which is also a small attraction in Beijing Foreign University.
When you pass by the garden in the morning, the air will be particularly good, and you can even smell the faint fragrance of flowers.
Shao Le worked diligently as a monitor every day, and many teachers in the college became familiar with him. It was Thursday in the blink of an eye.
Shao Le just arrived in the classroom that day.
"Squad leader, come here!" Shao Le was stopped by the four girls, Yu Jiawei, Li Jing, Tao Danhui, and Chen Yujia, who were going to perform at the welcome party.
"What's up?"
"We rehearsed last night."
Shao Le smiled and said: "How is the effect? Is it amazing to the whole audience?"
Yu Jiawei said: "There are only two dance programs in the welcome party. The other program is performed by the sophomores. Not only do they have dazzling lighting effects, but there is also smoke on the stage."
Li Jing next to her added: "They also have those cold fireworks."
"Yes, but when it was our turn to perform, we had nothing."
Shao Le frowned and said, "Why is this happening?"
Yu Jiawei said angrily: "The welcome party was organized by the art department of the student union. We talked to them about it last night, and they said that those stage effects cost money."
Shao Le asked again: "Then why are there sophomore seniors performing?"
"One of those seniors is the deputy minister of the student union."
"Is there such a thing? Don't worry. After class, I'll talk to them. The orientation party is a matter for the entire college. How can they engage in such nepotism?"
Yu Jiawei said angrily: "If the squad leader can't reach an agreement, then we won't go on stage tomorrow."
"that is."
"I said, aunt, please don't cause trouble for me. I'll handle this matter, so you don't have to worry about it for now."
After Shao Le had dealt with the four of them, he was thinking about it during class.
Logically speaking, since the New Year's Eve party is equipped with lights, dry ice, and cold fireworks, it can be used once or twice, so it doesn't cost much at all.
The student union has no reason to treat students differently.
Shao Le knows that for a dance program, whether the dance is good or not is important, but the stage effect is equally important. For the same dance, having stage art (stage art) and not having stage art are completely different things.
After attending two classes in a daze, Shao Le asked his senior Sun Shuyan on WeChat for the address of the Student Union's Arts Department, and rushed there with his three roommates.
Coincidentally, people from the Student Union's Literary and Art Department happened to be having a meeting on the second floor of the Administration Building at the moment. Shao Le walked to the door, took a look inside, and saw that it was full of people. He didn't knock on the door immediately, but went in. He waited until the meeting inside was almost over before he knocked on the door.
When the people inside heard the sound, they all looked towards the door. Zhang Hao, the Minister of Literature and Art sitting at the front, said in a deep voice: "Come in."
Shao Le then pushed the door open and walked in. He nodded with a smile and asked politely: "Is Zhang Hao from the law school's translation major here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Deputy Minister Ouyang Peng, who was sitting on Zhang Hao's left hand side, stood up and said loudly: "What Zhang Hao, you have to call me Minister Zhang!"
Shao Le felt cold in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face.
Zhang Hao asked solemnly: "Who are you?"
"I'm Shao Le, the monitor of Class 2, English and Foreign Languages. I'm looking for Minister Zhang to talk to you about the welcome party tomorrow night."
"The welcome party seems to have nothing to do with you. What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Well... doesn't our class have a dance program? They told me that there are no stage effects during dancing, just lights and smoke. I would like to ask Minister Zhang if they can use it for the students in our class tomorrow night. These things?”
Zhang Hao said nothing.
Ouyang Peng, the deputy minister next to him, said with a pale face: "Student Shao Le, the New Year's Eve Party is the responsibility of our Arts Department. We have overall consideration for these things. It's not your turn to be here..."
He just finished speaking.
Shao Le turned to look at his head, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared: "Did I talk to you? Why did you interrupt!"
The sudden rage caused silence in the entire conference room.
Wei Tao, Ma Yuan, and Jin Mingxuan who were standing at the door were also frightened by the sudden scolding, and they all stared inside.
Ouyang Peng's face suddenly turned livid, and his right hand holding the pen was trembling slightly.
No one expected Shao Le to speak so loudly in this place, and everyone in the Literature and Art Department looked at Shao Le with strange eyes.
Finally, it was Minister Zhang Hao who said in a serious tone: "Student, our budget for the New Year Party is limited. Stage decoration and stage art all cost money, and we have to find the school merchants to get these money ourselves." Sponsorship, if you can get sponsorship, I can..."
When he didn't say anything, Shao Le also interrupted: "How much does it cost?"
"One thousand dollars, and the money must be obtained before six o'clock this evening."
Shao Le strode out of their conference room without saying a word.
Ouyang Peng sat down angrily.
Others also started talking quietly.
Zhang Hao calmed down the anger in his heart, and then said calmly: "Ouyang Peng, why are you talking so much to a freshman? We need to be reasonable."
At this moment, a female classmate suddenly said: "Minister, what if he really sponsors me?"
Ouyang Peng immediately said categorically: "It's impossible. I've looked for all the merchants in the school. I've bought all the ones I can get sponsorship from. The rest are just a bunch of iron roosters. There's no way he can get sponsorship."
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