Su Goblin's 36 Meters

St. Ann's is the busiest crowd when school is over.

Chen Moye tidied up his desk, and stuffed the textbooks that needed to be brought home for review into his shoulder bag.

"Mo Ye, the student union is going to have a regular meeting, are you going?" Cui Cui, who came out of nowhere, easily tossed the bag and hung it on his shoulder.

Chen Moye was speechless, he probably didn't have anything in his shoulder bag, it was enough to go home without previewing and reviewing.

"Are you going?" Seeing that Chen Moye didn't answer, Cui Cui quickly took the seat at the front table, resting his chin on someone who actually didn't want to chat with Xueba.

"Are you going or not? Hey, I remember seeing your name in the list of the regular meeting of the student union last time." A little uncertainly, Cui Cui scratched her brow and tried to recall, that appearance attracted people's attention. Lu Jia, who was about to go home, laughed happily.

"Cui Cui, if you pull your eyebrows again, you will become a charming (no) charming (eyebrow) beauty."

Poof, what?

Cui Cui was so frightened that she quickly stopped her movements and patted her chest to comfort her wounded heart.

Being charming is not her style at all, if you go out, you will be surrounded by crowds, okay?

"I won't tease you anymore, for nothing. My tablemate is also saying goodbye, and we'll see you next week." Lu Jiahuan squinted her eyes and smiled happily.

It's still very loving to tease Doubi Xueba or something.

"Hey, Jia Huan Bai" said goodbye with a smile, and Cui Cui waved his hand.

"At the same table, see you next week." Chen Moye finally spoke out.

Standing up, I wanted to shake my shoulder bag easily, but there were too many textbooks, it was simply more than enough energy, so Chen Moye's resentment towards Cui Cui Xueba became heavier.

"Let's go back."

Li Duoyan's familiar voice came from ahead, but it was not an invitation to them.

"Still leaving?" Obediently put his shoulders on his shoulders, reminding Cui Cui who was suddenly wandering.

"okay."

Originally, it would be faster to go to the student union office and walk through the front door of the classroom, but his arm was pulled by a strong force, and Chen Moye turned his head to look at the people around him in confusion.

"Let's go through the back door."

Glancing at Li Duoyan who was waiting to go home with his classmates in the second row of seats, Cui Cuidang left silently.

"Are you having a conflict with Duoyan?"

Cui Cui, who obviously couldn't hide what was on his mind, faltered and replied dodgingly, "No. How could it be?"

"But you..." When you are in a bad mood, you will appear very happy and nonsensical, but your messy steps will clearly betray you.

Chen Moye sighed silently as he looked at his friend who was speeding up invisibly.

St. Ann's Student Union has existed since the school was founded.After the construction and hard work of generations of outstanding students, this is also the only student organization that can independently start activities inside and outside the school.

"Sister Mu Mu." Seeing his immediate superior, Chen Moye bid farewell to Cui Cui and headed towards his department.

She belongs to the Department of Literature and Art, while Cui Cui is in the Department of Learning.

"Mo Ye, here you go, sit here." Mu Ge, whose name was called, smiled and greeted her primary school girl.

"Hey." Hanging the shoulder bag behind the table and stool, Chen Moye sat down in Mu Ge's direction, "Sister, what are you doing here today?"

In the face of this school girl whom he likes, Mu Ge is obviously much more enthusiastic than before Chen Moye came, so he said knowingly: "Come to discuss the school magazine. Hehe, have you heard of "Yi·Shaohua"?"

"Have."

When I first entered the school, it seemed that I was introduced by my seniors and sisters.

Nodding in satisfaction, Mu Ge continued: ""Yi Shaohua" is the signature school magazine of our student union, which brings together famous people from all walks of life in St. Ann, whether they have graduated and are still active on the stage of St. Ann. Their figures, of course, also our hardworking gardeners and teachers. So this school magazine is very popular with classmates and teachers.”

"Oh, so we're here to discuss the school magazine today?"

"Bingo!"

Being patted on the shoulder with admiration, Chen Moye suddenly looked forward to this school magazine.

But the cold-faced boy next to him coughed, coughed, and Chen Moye approached Mu Ge's ear: "Senior Mu Mu, Luo Ling is so cold, I'm about to freeze to death."

"It's better to be frozen into a popsicle. Otherwise, how would the name of the Bingshan school grass come about?" Mu Ge has obviously been paying attention to the juniors he recruited. He looks good, but he just likes to be silent. Gotta fight.

Cursing her lips, Chen Moye felt that she was being cheated into a stick wherever she went?

The meeting place of the Student Union is large enough to accommodate as many as 30 people, just like a small conference room.At this moment, because there are more and more cadres and officers, the office is full of people, and it is very lively.

Taking advantage of the absence of the big boss, everyone gathered in twos and threes to chat about anecdotes from all over the world.

"Sorry for keeping everyone waiting." A female voice suddenly fell to the ground, with a cold and formulaic politeness.

But it was this cold sentence that made no waves in the audience.

Seeing this, Chen Moye curled his lips. He had long heard that there was a president of Dabingshan in the meeting, but he didn't expect that what he said was true.Taking a look at Luo Ling, the two auras are really very similar.

"Don't be distracted." A low reminder came from beside him.

Making a funny face at Mu Ge, Chen Moye also fell silent.After all, the president seemed to be giving them a look intentionally or unintentionally.

Emma, ​​she just wants to be a little transparent.

"Every cadre and officer, I think everyone has a little understanding of the content of today's presence."

blah blah blah...

Forgive Chen Moye for feeling the phone vibrate at this moment.

Sender: Dear Ma Ma Sang

Content: Daughter, what do you want to eat tonight?Mom is in a good mood, let's do it.

Oops, it's rare for his mother to send a text message to ask her what she wants to eat. Agitated, Chen Moye began to think about the content of the reply.

As a result, the chairman's speech was gorgeously ignored by Chen Moye.

As soon as he entered the door, Yun Xiaoluo's eyes swept across the audience fiercely, and everyone who looked at him was silent and bowed his head.Because her prestige has laid the foundation long before she took office.But there is a pair of eyes in it, which reveals not the silence of sincerity, but indifference; it even dares to make faces with the well-known smiling little princess Mu Ge in the party; of course, what is even more odious is playing with her mobile phone while she is talking , ignore her!

Good, good, good.

Master Yun said three words in his heart, shook hands with the pen, and revised something on the paper.So the people in the circle were inexplicably aware that the temperature around them had dropped again, amen.

“The tasks of the various departments are as follows:

......

Location shooting: Chen Moye

......"

Ai?

Chen Moye, who just recovered from the pleasant dinner idea, heard his name in a trance, what's going on?

Asked Mu Ge beside him with his eyes, but received a deep blessing from the senior sister?

In his hand was a small note: "It's time for the organization to test you."

No, she hasn't figured out what's going on yet, why is everyone looking at her with "take care of yourself", she won't know what's going on, okay?

When the chairman stepped out of the office door one second, Cui Cui ran to Chen Moye the next second.

"Mo Ye, what's the matter with you? Why did a person from the literature and art department go to the location to shoot? That's all the work of the propaganda department."

I also want to know what's going on?

Chen Moye, who only cared about the delicious dinner and didn't care about the content of the whole meeting, glared at Cui Cui depressedly.

"Mo Ye, remember to get up early tomorrow, the president doesn't like to be late." As the person who was closest to Chen Moye messing with text messages and wanted to remind him but was stopped by Yun Xiaoluo at a glance, Mu Ge said that she really didn't mean not to remind.

"OK."

On the way home, Chen Moye finally realized what to do on location.Of course, if it was just a general scene, everyone would not bless her with that look.

Because the cover of this issue of the school magazine is the great chairman, so the point is here: she wants to spend a wonderful weekend with Bingshan, and then she will help Bingshan take pictures of cute and cute people.

However, for a person who can black out herself in selfies, how can she complete this difficult task? Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Suddenly, Chen Moye wanted to cry, could she go back in time and say "no" to the chairman.

"Mo Ye, you have to persevere this weekend." While speaking, Cui Cui miraculously took out a piece of white paper and a pen from his pocket, and continued, "Of course, in fact, I still sincerely suggest you You can make a will or something, just in case."

Looking at Cui Cui's expression of "I'm really far-sighted", Chen Moye finally couldn't help but burst out, "Slap you!"

Eyes sad.

Obviously the cruel politics class has passed, but I didn't expect that there would be restless weekends.

Alas, Chen Moye suddenly remembered the happy time with Fairy Su last week, and sure enough, when Fairy was not there, her God of Fortune ran away. (*￣︿￣)

The author has something to say: Emma, ​​Chen Moye's heart is full of cold leaves, spending the weekend with President Bingshan or something, it's just ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Also, guess what happened to Duoyan and Cui Cui?Can the two have lovers and finally get married?

In the end, I can't help but think about it, why don't you leave a message?Woohoo, I really want to cry because I have a cold message physique.

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