I loaded the social death system

Chapter 241
Liu Yi looked at the silent crowd.

Obviously everyone is curious about what this strange face is here for?

Liu Yi is not a member of the art club, so what is the purpose of his appearance at this moment when the art club is discussing major personnel changes?
And everyone felt that this person was obviously smiling, but why was there an indescribable majesty?
In fact, this momentum is very simple and easy to explain.

Confidence piled with money, this is the breath of money.

Everyone was waiting quietly for Liu Yi's speech.

"Hello everyone, I am a freshman in the art department this year, and my name is Liu Yi."

"Of course, being a new student in magic arts is just one of my identities."

"Just like everyone, everyone has a different identity."

"Now they are students, they are children at home, and they are young people when they go out."

"My identity is more complicated."

"Besides these, I'm also the boss of the Yisheng Arts School."

As soon as these words came out, everyone below was in an uproar. Most of the students' eyes widened, unable to accept this reality.

This student in front of me, who is younger than us, is the boss of Yisheng Arts School?

Many people have heard of the name of Yisheng, who has risen recently and stirred up troubles in Shanghai, causing an old art school to collapse.

But almost no one knows that Liu Yi is Yisheng's boss.

Including the teacher in charge present, he only found out last night.

After all, such a large amount of money was suddenly transferred in, so he had to ask why.

So now he understands very well that only Zhao Hanwei can be the president, and the word "agent" in front of it is already the last strength of the school, and at the same time, it is also to make other members accept it better.

After Liu Yi revealed his identity, he didn't rush to speak, but let the public opinion ferment in the audience.

After a full 15 minutes, he tapped the table with his knuckles.

Under the guidance of this crisp voice, everyone's thoughts were pulled back.

"As the boss of Yisheng and a student of Magic Art, although I am not a member of the art club, I have never wanted to join the art club."

When Liu Yi said this, he glanced at the teacher. This was his attitude. He didn't want to find a club to waste his free time.

"But I feel that I should contribute to my alma mater and the most famous club in my alma mater."

"So, yesterday, in the name of Yisheng Art School, I sponsored the art club with a total of one million yuan!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience boiled again.

Nima!

100 million, take it if you say it!
This is not 100 yuan, even if it is 100 yuan, let the big guys take it, I am afraid most people will not be willing to pay it.

This Liu Yi's handwriting is too big!

But it's not over yet, Liu Yi pressed his hand to make everyone quiet.

"This is this year's sponsorship. From now on, a sponsorship will be credited to the art club's account every year, striving to make the Magic Art Club the strongest college student art club in China."

"At the same time, Zhao Hanwei, as an in-service employee and key training object of our Yisheng Art School, I have great respect for her, so Yisheng decided that the funds for sponsoring the art club will be managed by Zhao Hanwei."

After Liu Yi finished speaking, his eyes swept over the audience one by one.

"In addition, as a sponsor of the art club, I also recommend Zhao Hanwei to become the acting president."

There was silence below.

What does it mean to overwhelm people with power? This is to overwhelm people with power!

Having money is the general trend.

"After I finish speaking, whoever agrees, whoever opposes."

Dozens of students in the audience, including the teacher, all slowly raised their right hands.

Oppose?

Who dares to object? If you object, the money will be gone.

Zhao Hanwei manages the money and doesn't let her be the president, so how will the money be spent?

No one is really a fool, now Liu Yi's momentum is like a mountain, and he can't accept it.

"Okay, unanimous vote."

Liu Yi stepped off the podium and handed the baton of speech to the teacher.

Then he gave Zhao Hanwei an encouraging look and walked straight to the door.

At this time, the classroom was obviously very crowded, but when Liu Yi walked by, there was an empty avenue.

Resisting the unrecognizable footwork, Liu Yi went out and stood still, only to hear a lot of panting sounds in the room after he left.

Tsk, it feels like the boss doesn't rub the needle.

At the same time, he began to think about a question that puzzled him just now.

Why did Xiao Bailian drop out of school?
Liu Yi was completely puzzled.

After thinking about it, it must be his designated social death card that has made extraordinary achievements, but it is not enough.

He was almost thinking about it, and his brain hurt.

He suddenly remembered the animation he watched when he was a child. Monk Yixiu would draw circles on his head every time he thought, and he started to learn it too.

As you learn and learn, the sense of substitution comes, and you even hum the theme song.

At this time, Xiao Bailian, who had just gone to the dean's place to finish his leave of absence, was walking slowly in the corridor on crutches.

When he got closer, he happened to see Liu Yi standing in the middle of the corridor, muttering.

"Cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken and cut the chicken..."

Xiao Bailian dropped his crutch, and Ku Teng knelt down in front of Liu Yi.

Liu Yi was startled by this.

"Please Liu Yi, as long as you and Zhao Hanwei are in school, I will suspend school indefinitely and never show up again."

"Please don't cut my chicken!"

Xiao Bailian was just like Ellie before him. After these things, he was really scared!

After being frightened and fainted yesterday, it took a long time to wake up.

According to the doctor, this was a medical accident. One of the cavernous bodies on his penis was accidentally severed. Although it has been sutured, its function will definitely be affected.

Putting aside the physical pain and despair for the future, what appeared in Xiao Bailian's mind was Liu Yi's smiling face.

He, it must be him, what did he do!
Help!
Then, he made the most correct choice in his life, to drop out of school!
Until Liu Yi and Zhao Hanwei graduated, before that, he dropped out of school!

This is an escape, but also a kind of begging for mercy.

I'm going to get out of here, I'm going to get away from you, I will never show up in front of you, please let me go!
But just now he heard Liu Yi humming, cutting chickens and chickens.

I have already been cut off, you still want to cut me off!
He broke down!

Grabbing the land directly with the head, docile and obedient, no longer caring about any face.

He admitted defeat, accepted it, and dared not.

Now he just wants to keep his roots.

Liu Yi felt baffled, what did I do?
It's only been a few months, you just give me New Year's greetings.

There was a lot of movement outside, and the attention inside the room was attracted.

Several heads poked out from the door. Seeing such a scene, only two words came out of their throats.

What the hell!

In a few seconds, dozens of members of the art club saw the former president throwing himself on the ground in front of Liu Yi, trembling all over, and constantly begging for mercy.

Immediately, Liu Yi's image changed from a rich student to a sitting hell king!
Liu Yi saw the way these people looked at him and couldn't help but laugh or cry.

"Xiao Bailian, get back on your feet."

Xiao Bailian's whole body trembled and he didn't dare to get up.

"If you like to lie on your stomach, you can lie on your stomach. Anyway, I will just say a word, you can do it yourself."

After speaking, Liu Yi turned around and left.

And Xiao Bailian pondered over the words "good for oneself" in his heart, and understood what Liu Yi meant.

This gave him a way out.

He struggled to get up alone, and there were so many students from the art club around him, but none of them dared to help him.

Before people left, the tea was already cold.

(End of this chapter)