The waistcoat has fallen off all the way, and behind the beautiful face is the trumpet

Tang Zecai put down his cell phone, and the counselor in the same office called him: "Teacher Tang, let's go, it's a meeting."

The Faculty and Staff Association holds a regular meeting every Sunday afternoon. Tangze picked up his phone and got up and followed several counselors out of the office.

"Teacher Tang, be prepared. The associate dean attaches great importance to student affairs. Your department has reached a new low. This regular meeting may not be easy." The counselor said as he walked.

Before Tang Ze could say anything, Zhou Yun, the instructor of the dance department, said, "That dormitory is Ye Sheng's dormitory, right? I didn't realize that these little girls are pretty, but their hygiene is so poor."

Tang Ze moved his lips but said nothing when he saw the meeting room arrived.

The deputy dean of the college is a woman in her forties. She talked about it as usual at the meeting, and it turned to the topic of student internal affairs.

She took a look at the dormitory scores and saw that they were all above 4.8, and one of them, 4.5, was particularly eye-catching.

"What's going on in 603, the performance department's female dormitory? 4.5 points. Is this a garbage dump?"

She looked at Tang Ze: "Don't you know about today's routine inspection?"

A counselor said kind words to Tang Ze: "Deputy dean, maybe the students have just started school and things haven't been sorted out yet..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yun interrupted him: "Then how can the other dormitories be tidied up? Only their dormitory can't be tidied up?"

The vice-president nodded in agreement: "I have emphasized countless times that we advocate the comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical education, art, and labor, and cannot cultivate geniuses who are idiots. Although the personal life field cannot represent the entirety of a person, it can be seen from the side. It reflects the person’s attitude towards life.”

"Teacher Tang, ask the students in this dormitory to write a 2,000-word review..."

"Vice Dean, my student is right about this." Tang Ze suddenly spoke.

The deputy director pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "That's right?"

Zhou Yun looked at Tang Ze strangely: "Teacher Tang, you are protecting your student."

"I'm not shielding them, I'm telling the truth."

The counselor sitting next to him pulled his sleeve to signal him to speak in a better manner.

Tang Ze picked up his phone and looked at the deputy director and slowly said: "I have a few pictures here. I sent them to you on WeChat. You can enlarge them for everyone to see."

The vice-president's laptop was projecting the screen, so she immediately opened WeChat and clicked on the picture sent by Tang Ze.

The bedroom in the picture is very clean, with items neatly arranged and warmly decorated.

"This is girls' dormitory 603."

"This……"

"It's so clean and it only scores 4.5 points. How about a perfect score?"

Tang Ze sent another one: "This is a perfect score."

The dormitory in this perfect picture is much more casual than the one in 603.

The deputy director frowned: "What's going on?"

Tang Ze looked at Zhou Yun: "A female classmate from 603 had a dispute with a classmate who was graded by the student union."

With this sentence, everyone knew the truth.

"That's outrageous!" The vice-president slapped the table.

Tangze continued: "I think Teacher Zhou has already guessed who this classmate from the student union is."

Zhou Yun frowned.

Ye Sheng and the others didn't know anything about this. They only knew that the bed check score posted downstairs in the dormitory had changed.

When I passed by for a regular meeting in the evening, I thought I was at the bottom of the dormitory, which was a bit embarrassing.

Han Yizi's eyes suddenly widened: "Why did we score 5 points!"

"Let me take a look." Xu Duoduo and others gathered around.

"Really, why did it suddenly become a perfect score?"

"Maybe the counselor helped us change."

"As long as it's not at the bottom."

Several people went to the meeting happily. At this time, the student union was also meeting. Qi Luo was not happy at the meeting.

The president of the student union is a junior. He looked at Zillo with a serious face: "The purpose of the student union is to serve the classmates wholeheartedly. What are you doing? Vengeance?"

"Senior, this matter is indeed my fault." Zilo admitted through gritted teeth.

She didn't expect that such a trivial matter would require a special meeting.

A senior sister said dissatisfiedly: "Senior, if you call us all back for such a small matter, are you making too much of a fuss?"

"This is no longer a trivial matter, the vice president is looking for me!"

"Vice-President? How did the Vice-President know about this?"

Qi Luo was also surprised. Ye Sheng wouldn't go to the school leaders for this matter, right?

Oh, she forgot that Ye Sheng was the daughter of the Ye family and could not suffer any losses. Qi Luo's lips curled up with a trace of ridicule.

The president of the student union slapped the table: "You haven't realized the seriousness of this matter. Since the establishment of our student union, many students have complained, saying that some of us used chicken feathers as arrows, used power for personal gain, and avenged private revenge. This case with Qi Luo This incident is a trigger, and the school leaders are going to start investigating our student union."

"Once the student union is investigated, our credibility will be greatly weakened. Will we still have such a strong appeal in doing things in the future?"

When the student union president said this, everyone became serious.

Qi Luo pursed his lips: "Senior, I just checked the dormitory hygiene. It's not so serious, right? Some seniors have done this before..."

If a certain classmate doesn't like you and gives you less points, isn't this a basic act? Why is it that every time I meet Ye Sheng, small things are magnified infinitely?

"Have you ever been caught when others did that? You've already been photographed for comparison, and the scores are unfair. Doesn't this tell everyone that the so-called fairness and justice of the Student Union is a joke?" Some students looked at it. Zillo was dissatisfied with the accusation.

The president of the student union said: "Zi Luo, revoke the position of the student union's disciplinary department officer and review it for 5,000 words."

After the meeting, Zi Luo returned to the dormitory. She slammed the dormitory door hard and made a loud noise, which frightened the three roommates to stick their heads out of the bed to look at her.

"Which of you took a photo of my bed and sent it to Ye Sheng? Is it you, Wang Xue?" Qi Luo looked at Wang Xue with cold eyes.

Wang Xue's face darkened: "Are you sick?"

Another roommate said softly: "Qi Luo, you misunderstood. Ye Sheng took the photo himself."

Zilo frowned: "She came in to take pictures, and you didn't stop her?"

Wang Xue said coldly: "It's none of our business, why should we meddle in our own business!"

No matter who is unlucky between Ye Sheng and Qi Luo, she will be happy!

Zilo's face was cold.

"Xiaoxue stopped me. You also know how strong Ye Sheng is..."

Zilo snorted coldly, walked over and pulled the chair to make a harsh sound, then sat down and started writing a review.

"I'm sick." Wang Xue cursed lowly and put down the bed curtain to continue watching the drama.

Qi Luo wrote and wrote, burning with anger.

She scratched the paper hard with her hand, threw down the pen, and went to the balcony.

She took out her cell phone and called her mother.

The phone was connected, and He Shumei's gentle voice came from inside.

Qi Luo shouted aggrievedly: "Mom."

He Shumei heard the voice and quickly asked her daughter what happened.

After learning what happened, He Shumei did not comfort her as he imagined, but criticized her harshly.

"Luoluo, how does mother usually teach you?"

"You have to do things without exposing any flaws or leaving any excuses. You can't hurt the other party by making such a small fuss. It can only make the other party more wary of you!"

"Mom told you, you don't have to worry about Pei Chuyuan or Ye Sheng now. Your most important task at this stage is your studies! If you want to be competitive, you have to make sure you are good enough. If you are not good, Even if there is no Ye Sheng, there are still others."

Qi Luo felt even more aggrieved. He originally called to seek comfort, but ended up getting a lesson.

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, Zillo thought for a long time on the balcony.

Although what He Shumei said didn't sound good, it made sense.

She really shouldn't put her mind on other places, she must make herself good enough, strong enough, and shoulder to shoulder with Brother Chuyuan!