Yeye College, Yaota.
The ninety-fourth floor.
Mo Xiaojing glanced around, then rubbed the three stacks of white paper on his hands: "I'm sure this is it, right?"
When no one raised any objections, he turned around and sent the three stacks of white paper into the shimmering teleportation circle.
"The student council's plan for tonight will be reviewed by the Presbyterian Council." The student council president calmly spoke to the teleportation circle, which would send these three plans, together with his voice, to those who were qualified to see them. The place.
"Is this a routine matter?" Only Ye Qing dared to ask at this time.
Due to her important role in obtaining intelligence, Mo Xiaojing also recruited Ye Qing into the temporary decision-making group of the Student Government Association while Mo Xiaojing accepted the mountain master's kindness. This group did not directly participate in the battle and did not have the necessary Dangerous, you can protect this princess.
Once the plan goes smoothly, even if she only occupies a spot in this decision-making group, she can provide the princess with a perfect internship report and a stunning start to her resume.
Even if Ye Qing knew this, he still couldn't refuse this kind offer.
But in fact, Ye Qing's professionalism is not inferior to that of the vast majority of people present. After all, she is a talented girl with a photographic memory of ice and snow. She is smart and can pass the imperial parliament's joint defense at the age of eight. During the formulation of the plan, Ye Qing repeatedly The counterexamples raised forced the decision-making team to modify their strategies. In the end, the three plans had the same start, but the enemy responded differently, resulting in a huge difference in the end.
Even Mo Xiaojing thought that if he handed over the plan this time, he would not face any difficulties.
The so-called deliberation is just a routine matter.
But this time the deliberation was faster than everyone imagined.
When the fourteenth time after the report was submitted, no one answered Ye Qing's question.
The shimmering teleportation circle flashed again, and a thin piece of white paper was teleported from an unknown source.
Mo Xiaojing turned his head and smiled, knowing that something unexpected had happened. Otherwise, the three stacks of white paper should have been sent back, and the names of the deacons and elders were written at the end of the plan as a sign of approval.
So when Mo Xiaojing picked up the piece of paper and glanced at it, he wasn't too surprised. He turned around and faced everyone: "I'm sorry, the plan has been rejected."
The audience was in an uproar, and several members of the absolutely elite staff team had already cursed.
"What does the Presbyterian Council mean?" Bei Luan asked with questioning eyes: "We have no time to make a new plan, and there is no guarantee that the plan we make will be better than the one we just handed over. "
Mo Xiaojing stretched out his hand.
The student council president, who was usually so easy-going and even a bit "easy to bully", stretched out his arms to everyone, and the boiling sounds in the whole room were instantly suppressed.
It was as if the lid of a boiling furnace was being forcibly covered.
This absolute prestige made Ye Qing suddenly feel that he didn't really understand the student council president.
"What the Presbyterian Council means." Mo Xiaojing lit the piece of paper with his fingers in front of everyone and watched it turn into ashes: "It means there is no need for any plan."
"Are they crazy?" Only Ye Qing dared to speak at this time.
"No." Mo Xiaojing answered neatly.
"They provided us with a commander." Mo Xiaojing added.
"Then when can we meet with the commander to inform us of the situation and become familiar with his command style?" Bei Luan said quietly. She is the deputy here, and the other deputy is a mascot who is only good at fighting. , so she had to ask everyone present the questions they wanted to know.
"No need." Mo Xiaojing replied with a smile: "We don't need to meet with the commander, we just need to obey all the orders of the commander."
"Remote command?" Bei Luan was in disbelief. Even she couldn't believe that the Presbyterian Council had made such a decision.
"Yes, remote command." Mo Xiaojing nodded: "The Presbyterian Council has just given all authority to him. Even if his next order is to turn around and blow up the leaf tower behind us, we must execute it without any hesitation. .”
Mo Xiaojing's tone didn't sound like a joke at all.
He sounded like he would turn around and find the Exploding Crystal Leaf Tower at any moment.
"How to control the remote control?" The only people who still maintained a calm tone at this time were Bei Luan and Mo Xiaojing.
Sometimes it really feels like they are a perfect match. Ye Qing himself was a little angry.
It had obviously been a day's work, but the two people in front of them listened to every opinion and considered and discussed every possibility before finally deciding on the plan.
But when the plan was rejected, they who should have been the most angry turned out to be so calm.
Mo Xiaojing turned around and looked at the teleportation circle. Sure enough, with a "ding~" sound, a white crystal emerged from the teleportation circle. He held the crystal in the palm of his hand and pointed it towards everyone. People showed: "One-way command, we do not need to report any intelligence to him, and we cannot raise any objections."
"Just pretend that the brain does not exist for you." Mo Xiaojing suggested seriously: "Do your job well with your limbs."
"I don't agree!" Ye Qing protested loudly. As expected, she was the only one here who dared to protest: "Who does he think he is? He is not even allowed to see him, and he only has a one-way communication crystal. Even if he is an empire The princess is not so delicate."
Ye Qing never cared about self-destruction.
"What do you think?" Mo Xiaojing ignored Ye Qing's protest and asked everyone seriously.
"The chairman doesn't want to accept such conditions." Someone said in shock: "How is this possible?"
"That's really okay." Mo Xiaojing nodded seriously, then turned back to the teleportation circle in front of everyone.
“Student Government accepts Presbyterian arrangements.”
"You are forcing your representation!" Ye Qing rushed up and was about to speak, then stopped.
Mo Xiaojing quietly raised his hand. This big boy, who was as gentle as jade, raised his hand right now with the ice blue giant sword.
The giant sword was flat against Ye Qing's forehead: "Classmate Ge Qing, you have overstepped your bounds."
Transgression.
Ye Qing bit his lip and retreated silently.
Yes, she overstepped.
As a member of the temporary decision-making team, she had protested repeatedly, but Mo Xiaojing had already ignored them, but this time she rushed forward to reprimand a leader for his decision, which was an absolute transgression.
Doing something beyond one's own duties and responsibilities is transgression.
"I agree too." Bei Luan suddenly spoke, watching Mo Xiaojing quietly raise his hand and insert the giant sword back into his back.
No one could have imagined just now that he could draw the sword so quickly.
The giant sword seemed weightless in his hand.
"I think I've guessed the identity of that adult." Bei Luan said with a smile as he brushed the strands of hair around his ears.
