Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Everything is being prepared in an orderly manner.

On April 29th, the date of the Model United Nations conference was officially announced, scheduled for May 10th to May 13th, and other arrangements followed soon after. The conference venue was set in the campus hotel as in previous years.

"It's normal for a meeting to last four days, but even though the distance is so short, everyone has to stay in a hotel. It's really..." Song Pingqing was embarrassed to say the word "luxury", and chose a less emotional word, "It's really a sense of ceremony."

"Of course we have to simulate the whole set." Murong Xue smiled at Song Pingqing's ceremonial description, "Have you seen the conference room in the video?"

"seen it already."

It was exactly the same as what was shown on TV, and Song Pingqing was even a little bit looking forward to it.

"I'll go draw lots and look at the propositions later, and you can stop by the venue to take a look and get a feel for it."

The youngest participant in the simulation meeting was in the third grade of elementary school and the oldest was in the third grade of high school. There were about a hundred people on site.

"If there were not so few people in the academy, such simulations would still have to be divided into age groups." Murong Xue whispered.

Isn't it that there are too few people? Even if a wealthy family has enough money to support a large number of children, the number of children will be limited after all. There are only about a hundred people in each grade.

"It's actually good this way." Song Pingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with it. "Although there may be less room for creativity, it's actually a good thing to see what people of different ages are thinking, find the differences in thinking, and explore different perspectives."

Murong Xue agreed with her statement: "That's right."

If two people sign up together, only one representative needs to be sent for the draw.

Murong Xue took a step forward and pulled it out casually.

"It's the Bear Country."

It’s a really good deal, which greatly reduces the difficulty of this topic selection.

Is the veto power a joke to you?

Song Pingqing simply couldn't imagine how much fun he would have at the conference with this identity.

Seeing Murong Xue standing in the distance waving the card in her hand at him with a little pride, Song Pingqing, who was standing outside the line waiting for her, also cooperated by making a "yeah" gesture.

Murong Xue registered with the card and received the nameplate hanging around her neck before walking towards Song Pingqing who was waiting on the side. "There are three people in our group. After the draw is over, they will send us the contact information of the last teammate."

"So what are we going to do now?"

"Go get the information. Although the topics are the same, different representatives have different information." Murong Xue was in a good mood and took Song Pingqing's hand and walked forward. "Then we can go upstairs to see the conference room."

The lottery and information collection are both in the lobby of the campus hotel, and the meeting room is on the top floor of the campus hotel.

The information was very thick, weighing at least three or four pounds. Song Pingqing directly took Murong Xue's copy and held them together in his arms.

"Since there is so much content, why not just make it into an electronic version?" Song Pingqing was a little confused.

"That's because we drew the Russian bear, who is one of the top three regulars, so it's normal that we have more information. If it were someone whose name we rarely heard of, the information we got might only be a few pages." Murong Xue explained.

As they were talking, two classmates came up to them with a thin file bag and waited for the elevator together.

Song Ping glanced at the file bags in their hands and felt that the contents were most likely the few pages of paper that Murong Xue had just mentioned.

"Are you also going upstairs to see the conference room?" asked Student A.

Murong Xue has always been disdainful of saying these things in front of outsiders, so Song Pingqing nodded and showed a friendly smile: "Well, this is my first time participating this year. I took the opportunity to go up and take a look while drawing lots. Are you also here to see the conference room?"

"Yes, although we participate every year, I heard that it was renovated after the meeting last year, so I plan to go upstairs and take a look." After saying this, Student B looked at the information in Song Pingqing's arms and couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly, "Why is your information so thick?! Which one did you win?"

Song Pingqing did not answer, but asked directly: "What about you?"

"I'm so envious. We've never drawn one with thick information. The strongest of us only got Asan." After classmate B said this, he saw Song Pingqing staring at him with a smile, so he smiled a little awkwardly and they stopped talking to each other.

After reading the information these days, Song Pingqing had only one feeling.

The Model United Nations conference is like a huge, open-ended script-killing game. From the moment you get the script or even the ID card, it is best to get into character and be alert.

Murong Xue watched from the side and was quite satisfied with Song Pingqing's performance.

When the elevator arrived, Murong Xue walked in first, and Song Pingqing followed and pressed the floor button.

No one spoke anymore. The elevator slowly rose and soon reached the target floor.

Following the instructions, he walked towards the meeting room. The moment he opened the door, even though Song Pingqing had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be shocked by the scene in front of him.

The reason was simple: the conference room where the mock meeting was held was really large, and it was exactly the same as what was reported in the video and the news. Baihua College had no shortage of funds, and everything was strictly reproduced according to the original version, and the solemn atmosphere in the conference room was brought to the extreme.

This was the first time in Song Pingqing's two lives that he actually found himself in such a scene. Although he knew very well that this was just a simulation, he still felt a strange sense of time and space confusion.

"Are you ready?" Murong Xue was very receptive. This kind of atmosphere did not shock her too much. She was calm as if she was just taking a look at the candidates in the examination room in advance.

Song Pingqing didn't say anything, just nodded, and left behind Murong Xue.

I finally understood why I had to check out the venue in advance. If I didn't come and take a look in advance, I would be shocked and stand there at a loss on the day of the meeting. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

The two of them went home together. When they got in the car, Murong Xue praised him, "You were quite clever just now."

"What?" Song Pingqing didn't react.

Smart? What smart? Taking the initiative to help the young lady get information is something that Murong Xue should praise herself for being smart?

"That's a clever question." Murong Xue said briefly.

Song Pingqing thought for a long time before he remembered what had just happened. He let out a short "ah" and explained to Murong Xue:

"The main reason is that they have already participated twice. I think the matter they are eager to inquire about must be very important, so I asked them back first to confirm whether this matter is the same as I guessed."

"In this kind of situation, if you talk too much, you will make mistakes." Murong Xue was talking about the two people.

"If I only got a few pages of materials, I would have to find a thicker one to get some information. I'll try to get as much as I can. After all, the information is really asymmetric."

Murong Xue said, "Hmm," and said, "I'll have to keep paying attention next time."

Song Pingqing nodded, but when she thought of the meeting room just now, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She still felt unsure, so she said to Murong Xue: "I will bring the information to your room later? We can look at it together?"

Murongxue wanted to say, "Can you be more ambitious?", but when she turned around, she saw that Song Pingqing seemed really nervous, so she could only sigh helplessly, "It's up to you, but if you dare to sit on my bed without changing into home clothes again, I will definitely kick you out."

Although she spoke harshly, I never saw her chase anyone away.

But when dealing with a tsundere, you certainly can’t say this directly.

Song Pingqing then smiled and said, "I'll go change my clothes as soon as I get home! I'll make you a drink and bring it over, okay?"

"Yes, I want brown sugar bubble milk tea."

Look, Murong Xue is in a good mood, and she has already ordered it.

The driver was keeping his eyes and ears open, and of course he did not miss the interaction between the two sisters in the back seat.

The driver felt that Miss Murong had a special relationship with Miss Song. He was so angry that he asked Miss Song to wait two more minutes downstairs after getting in the car. After getting along with each other for so many years, Miss Song became more and more presumptuous in front of Miss Murong.

This provided him with a lot of material to report to his superiors about how they got along.

Cooking brown sugar pearls is extremely time-consuming and laborious.

As soon as Murong Xue called the name, Song Pingqing immediately called Zhang Ma and asked her to cook the pearls in advance.

Once you get home and change your clothes, you can use it after just a few minutes.

When Song Pingqing walked into Murong Xue's room carrying milk tea and some documents, Murong Xue had already cleared half of the table for her.

The two of them patted their hands, sat down, and began to open the documents in unison.

When the information was opened and presented in front of him, Song Pingqing laughed unkindly.

"He..." Thinking of Murong Xue still sitting next to him, Song Pingqing swallowed his curse words again, and raised the theme of the meeting, saying in a tone that was so silent that it even brought a smile, "Are you serious about the topic of discovering alien civilizations?"

When she first saw the content written entirely in English, Song Pingqing was nervous for a moment. However, when she saw clearly that the theme was "Earth Civilization and Alien Civilization", Song Pingqing simply wanted to pry open the head of the person who had set the question.

This title is much more outrageous than the one in the information Murong Xue gave her: "Humans have discovered a new type of clean energy on the moon."

Murong Xue was able to manage her facial expression, or rather, she did not think there was anything wrong with the question, so she said to Song Pingqing seriously:

"After all, this is something that is possible and it concerns the well-being of all mankind. It's not surprising that it is discussed at a Model United Nations conference."

The truth is this.

But this proposition is really distracting.

Song Pingqing felt that the information in front of him had turned into a huge script-killing script. He suddenly became excited and was ready to sharpen his knife to kill the pigs and sheep.

Song Pingqing: If you guys turn this into an English version of a script-killing game, I won’t be sleepy anymore~

Song Pingqing: Grandma, I have received aristocratic education in this life. How could I be afraid of your all-English communication environment?

Song Pingqing: Just do it!