God-level treasure digging system

What Daguai said is right, the so-called president of the student union, like this, often hangs around in the school office, pretending to be a tiger, not doing shit, he likes to put on airs every day, and he is very face-saving. Expelling you from the student union is no different from the ancient bureaucratic feudalism.

Therefore, the people who violated their dormitory went through tens of thousands of non-stop meetings in the first semester of their freshman year. After the activities, they hated this kind of club activities, and immediately withdrew, vowing never to enter again.

Da Guai's suggestion is, since this guy likes to brag about being the president of the student union so much, and he looks like a well-known and face-saving master at first glance, then... why don't we let him make a fool of himself once.

The description that follows is a bit inappropriate for children, so I will briefly mention it.

When Ma Jianqiang woke up, he found himself lying on the podium.Apart from a pair of bright red underpants, there is nothing else to hide her shame.

Fortunately, it was already dark and there was no one around. He picked up the clothes and pants beside him, put them on silently, and left the School of Humanities.

After leaving the entrance of the college, Ma Jianqiang turned around and looked at the big golden characters of the College of Humanities, with a distorted expression, and whispered through gritted teeth.

"Feng Yi, Zhang Wei... everyone in your dormitory, I want you to die..."

……

This morning, Zhang Wei and the others finished their class, but they were left behind by the class cadres.

Soon, after the teacher left, the monitor stepped onto the podium.

Zhang Wei's class monitor is Chen Xing, a top student, not tall, but lively and spirited.

Chen Xing walked up to the podium, put on a rare serious face, cleared his throat, and said.

"We are here today because there is something that needs to be announced. I hope everyone will cooperate actively so that we will not delay everyone's time for lunch."

As Chen Xing said, he opened his little book that he usually used to study and organize meetings.

"First, the weather has been dry recently, everyone should pay attention to fire prevention; the school leaders will randomly check our college dormitory tomorrow afternoon. I hope everyone will keep the dormitory clean and don't be caught by the leaders, so as not to affect your credits."

"Second, the end of the term is approaching, but it is also the time for the annual seniors to leave; in order to organize a farewell party for the departed seniors, the college decided that each class must produce three programs. Let's discuss how to do it , by whom."

"The principle of voluntariness, we can't let those who are willing to perform be submerged in the elections of the masses."

As soon as Chen Xing finished speaking, someone below brought it up.

"Okay, is there anyone willing to sign up voluntarily?"

As Chen Xing said, he looked at dozens of students in the audience, but after waiting for a long time, no one signed up.

Obviously, this method is not feasible.

"Since no one volunteered to sign up, let's adopt a method discussed by our class cadres. The dormitory heads of each dormitory come up to draw lots, and the drawn dormitories will be responsible for producing the program, and then the performance will be performed at the party. Do you have any questions?"

The following group of people did not respond at all, almost all of them were playing with their mobile phones, and no one wanted to spend time on such things that had no real benefit.

Seeing that everyone was silent, at least expressing no objection, Chen Xing directly asked the heads of each dormitory to draw lots.

The men and women in Zhang Wei's class have a total of eight dormitories, and the probability of three-eighths is not small.

But the boys' dormitory was so lucky that none of them were drawn.The female dormitories that were drawn began to complain dissatisfied.

Some people even turned their faces in person and said directly, "Anyway, I won't participate in this event, whoever wants to participate should go."

Indirectly, he said: "I have a lot of things to do during this time, and I am too busy. Dorm master, you can figure it out."

Zhang Wei passed by, listened to these remarks, shook his head with a smile.

The biggest difference between the girls' dormitory and the boys' dormitory is that there is no disagreement. Once someone says what to do, as long as it is a serious matter, there is absolutely no disagreement.

The girls' dormitory is completely different. Simply divided into two or three camps, and a more scheming dormitory with eight people, there are at least eight groups. It can be seen how terrible the relationship between girls and girls is.

Not long after Zhang Wei walked out of the classroom, he heard someone calling himself.

He stopped and turned his head to look. It was none other than the monitor, Chen Xing.

As a top student and class monitor, Chen Xing is usually either in the school office or in self-study, and has little communication with Zhang Wei.

So when Chen Xing was sure that he was calling him, Zhang Wei was still very surprised.

"Squad Leader Chen, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Wei asked tentatively.

"Well, there's something wrong." Chen Xing nodded.

Zhang Wei was really surprised that Squad Leader Chen had something to look for him.

But he thought about it again, looking for himself at this time, probably because of the crap he performed at the party just now.

So Zhang Wei asked, "Is it something related to the party?"

"Well, because this year's gala performance is more important, the excellent programs selected by the college can directly participate in the school-level gala, and the students who participate can directly add two credits."

"and then?"

"I hope you guys can also put out a show. After all, it's a big class. It's not appropriate to put all three shows on the girls."

"Then you should go to our dormitory head. Why are you looking for me? Besides, why didn't you speak up when the lottery was drawn, and when you are unlucky, you just call it unfair."

Zhang Wei knew that the so-called inappropriateness of falling on girls was definitely because many girls complained in front of Chen Xing just now.They are all in the same class, so why let all the girls perform while the boys just watch from the sidelines.It's not fair!
"I'm begging you personally, okay? You know the situation of the girls in our class. I stand in the middle and have to consider their feelings and complete the task of the counselor. It's really difficult to balance."

Chen Xing said with an inexplicable grievance on his face.

She is telling the truth, the older she gets, the harder it is to manage.Especially after going to university, there is very little concept of collective honor.

Unless it's something you like or is good for you, who cares what tasks your class cadres have and whether they can complete them, anyway, you won't punish yourself when you ask them.

Therefore, being a class cadre in a university is not as majestic as a child, and it is actually very tiring.The classmates below hate you and think you have too many troubles; the teachers and counselors above think you are incompetent and can't do anything well.

"I'll treat you to dinner, no, hot pot, crazy spicy, how about it?" Seeing that Zhang Wei was still hesitating, Chen Xing directly threw out his trump card.

Yes, there is nothing in this world that a hot pot meal can't solve!If you have it, add some chilli.

"Uh...hehe, since Squad Leader Chen has already said this, no problem, I agree."

"Okay, thank you." Chen Xing smiled sweetly, turned around and walked towards the school office.

"Ma De, I'm too easy to buy myself, and I can get it done with a hot pot meal." Looking at the background of Chen Xing's departure, Zhang Wei couldn't help cursing himself for being worthless.

This matter obviously cannot be discussed with the group of people in the dormitory. If they know that they will be sold by Zhang Wei after a hot pot meal, they will definitely not be able to avoid being cheated by this group of turtle grandchildren.

So, after thinking about it, Zhang Wei felt that he could only sing a song for everyone with his natural voice.

……

In the afternoon, as soon as Zhang Wei came out of the dormitory, he saw the figure that gave him a headache - the bald head.

The bald head was different, the moment Zhang Wei came out, his eyes lit up, he ran up quickly, waited beside Zhang Wei, and said with a smile.

"Master is good."

Zhang Wei frowned when he heard this, shook his shoulders, pushed the bald head close to him away for a while, and asked.

"Can you beat your Senior Sister Liao?"

"Hey hey, master, you still want to lie to me, what is Senior Sister Liao, I think it's Mrs. Liao." The bald head said, smiling obscenely, looking at Zhang Wei with blinking eyes, that expression is clearly : Master, you don't need to explain, I understand everything as an apprentice.

"I'm going to fuck your sister, what kind of mistress, tell me honestly." Zhang Wei was furious and kicked him, but the bald head avoided him.

The bald head looked at Zhang Wei with an aggrieved face, and said.

"Master, last time you asked me to look for my senior sister, I went. But the senior sister said that she is not your apprentice at all, it is impossible to be my senior sister, and she also said that unless you become my senior wife, don't even try to talk to her. Immediately afterwards, I was A bunch of people from the Armed Police Academy have come out."

"Later, I thought about it. I can't live up to Master's expectations of me. Isn't it just calling her Shi Niang? It’s not a problem to hang out in the society at night, you should find a serious job. Then, under the suggestion of my wife, I opened a bar on Dongdajie.”

"It's ok, you boy, you finally have something serious to do." Zhang Wei patted his bald shoulder and praised.

It is definitely not a small thing to bring a young man who has lost his way back to the right track, and Zhang Wei no longer cares about Liao Qinmei's strange heart of wanting to be a teacher's wife.

"Hey, the decoration has just been completed in the past two days, so come here and ask Master to take a look." The bald head laughed.

Zhang Wei thought about it, and agreed.Anyway, I've grown up so much, I haven't been to a bar yet, so it's good to go and have a look.

It was just one or two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were basically no people on the street. The hot summer made everyone willing to hide in the air-conditioned room, and no one wanted to come out and get covered in stinky sweat.

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of a youth bar. With a bald head, he unlocked the door and pushed in. Zhang Wei followed behind. After the lights were turned on, Zhang Wei saw his face clearly.

The bar is not big, but the decoration is chic, with a taste of youth and madness, which fits the theme very well.

"How about it, master, it looks okay." The bald head recommended to Zhang Wei proudly.

"Well," Zhang Wei nodded, "It's very beautiful, and it's also very distinctive. It seems that it will inevitably make a fortune in the future."

When it comes to getting rich, the bald-headed complexion is not so good-looking.