The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 247 Blessed is the little ant
After dinner, Luo Cong went back to the dormitory to pack his shoulder bag and put it on his back, and then it was time for the student union meeting.She originally planned to go directly, but suddenly remembered that she had the privilege to order people, and immediately dialed Han Yanan's number without hesitation.

"Assistant Han, are you busy tonight?"

"Do an experiment."

"..." Luo Cong pouted, "That's fine."

"how."

She walked out of the dormitory to the Chinese department building, muttering: "It's okay, I just remembered that I can't waste the opportunity to squeeze you."

"En." Han Yan'an spat out a word.

The worst time is when Han Yan'an only said one word, so Luo Congcong had to hang up the phone and go to the meeting place.

As expected, it was the first meeting of the new semester. Not only did she meet people from other departments, but she also met the president of the student council who usually only meets at important events!

But the president doesn't seem to like to talk too much, most of them are presided over by the vice president.At the beginning, he summarized the activities of the previous semester, and then the ministers of various departments summarized the work. Finally, when he was working on the goals for this semester, he suddenly mentioned a person that Luo Congcong could never have imagined.

And if it wasn't for the vice president's PPT written in black and white on a white background, she would never have thought that the reason why Xingyang often came to University A last semester was because he was a student of University A!

"Xingyang's file entered the system of University A in September last year. He is a student of the music department. However, because of too many announcements, he went through the formalities of suspension not long after the start of school, so few people know about this concert... The school tried its best to promote it, in order to enhance the popularity of the Music Department of University A in colleges and universities."

The meeting room was filled with astonishment, and everyone was amazed at such a big thing, they didn't even know it!

Luo Congcong subconsciously sent a text message to Little Ant after hearing these words from the vice president: "Little Ant, you are blessed, Xingyang is going to hold a concert in our school!"

As soon as her message was sent out, the vice president clicked on the next PPT, which was an internal photo of the school's cultural and sports hall.

"The concert has been secretly organized as early as last year. Although the organizer is the music department, it is a formal large-scale concert after all, so the music department officially invited the entertainment departments of all colleges to cooperate yesterday." The vice president's eyes just looked at When he came over, the Minister of Culture and Entertainment stood up. He nodded and continued, "I entrust this matter to you, and you must do it well. This is also a very important bridge to enhance the relationship between the Chinese Department and the Music Department."

After the vice-chairman finished speaking, the minister began to express his opinion.Luo Congcong felt his phone vibrate, and looked down at the text message from Little Ant: "Is it March 3th? I heard that Xingyang is going to do an event in City A that day! But no official news has been released yet!"

Luo Congcong glanced at the content of the PPT and replied: "Yes, it's March 3th, please ask for leave in advance."

The vice president gave a few more instructions, and then began to talk about other things. Although this matter is very important, it is the home field of the music department after all, and they can't do much.

After a while, the little ant replied: "I'm going to ask for leave tomorrow, sister, you must grab a ticket for me!"

"My sister will bring you in directly!"

Seeing the little ant taking the initiative to call her sister, Luo Congcong let out a hey hey in a good mood, and sent another text message to Han Yan'an: "Assistant Han, do you know that Xingyang is going to hold a concert in our school!"

In the chemistry laboratory two buildings away from the Chinese department building, Han Yan'an heard the ringtone of the text message, stared at the experiment report and took the mobile phone, and just glanced at the content of the text message before frowning.

The next second the phone started ringing again, and a call popped out.

"Assistant Yangyang."

(End of this chapter)