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

Chapter 715 Am I going to give in (1)

The first week of school passed quickly with various activities. On Saturday, Luo Cong counted and found that they had attended at least a dozen meetings during the five days.

In addition to class meetings, departments, colleges, and schools, they also have to participate in club meetings, start-of-term learning mobilization meetings, and fill in various forms and apply for scholarships.

So when the senior sisters from the volunteer group walked into the Luocongcong dormitory on Saturday, the painting style of the 111 dormitory was like this——

"Tomatoes! The class monitor said that the personal evaluation of the school year summary is written!"

"In study, in work, in thought, in life!"

"It's broken, I forgot to write it in my life! Whoever took my summary, I have to make it up!"

"Xingzi, you can't do this! The class monitor said that the personal evaluation must be filled! And you haven't signed yet!"

"Since you haven't filled out the application form for the three good students, the class monitor has urged you!"

Luo Cong sighed profusely, "Why do we have to be crowded on the same day..."

Wen Xin sat down on her bed and added fuel to the fire: "There will be a scholarship awarding process in a few days. Just to confirm the information, you have to confirm it five times."

Several people were startled: "Sister, when did you come in!"

"Just now." Wen Xin pointed to the door of the dormitory, "But you are all too focused, no one pays attention to me."

Several people sighed pitifully, and there was a stack of forms on the table.Luo Cong took out the most urgent one from the inside, and wrote on it: "Why do you need to confirm it five times?"

"Wouldn't it be very troublesome if the bank card number was filled in wrongly? Congcong, I'm here this time to ask if you have any ideas about competing for the head of the club's propaganda department or other departments."

Luo Congcong immediately refused without looking back: "I have no idea."

"Why? Of the rookies at your level, there are only five left after elimination. Your participation and rating are the highest. If you compete, you must..."

"Senior sister, she doesn't have time!" Susu raised her hand and said like a complaint, "Our family has never been going to participate in the semi-finals, so we can skip class with a fair reason!"

"What skipping class? I'm doing business!" Luo Congcong glanced at her, feeling warm and curious, and quickly explained, "I participated in a competition, and I will go to the rematch after a while. Although it is a small competition, but I still like it..."

"Is that so..." Wen Xin thought about it thoughtfully, then asked her cunningly, "Senior Yan An is with you?"

"He still has to work, how can he have time to run around with me." Luo Congcong waved his hand, "But the college will arrange an accompanying teacher, and I won't let me go by myself."

Susu raised her arm again: "Professor Huang said that our school has not achieved much in the Chinese department, so we attach great importance to this competition and want Cong to take the lead!"

"That's called exploring the road, okay?" Luo Congcong tapped her forehead lightly with a pen.

"In short, you don't have time, right? Well then, I'll go find someone else... There are too few people left at your level, but there are so many seniors who abdicated after the senior year... There are fewer wolves and more meat. I'm so worried..." Wen Xin frowned and sighed.

"It doesn't matter, the senior sister is the vice president of the society. If you give an order, there must be someone rushing to compete!"

"Tch, I've come to look for you in person, and I haven't seen you rushing to help me once." Wenxin stood up, waved her hands and walked out, "I'm leaving, you guys continue to work."

"Senior, goodbye, I wish you and Minister Chu Yang a long and happy son!"

Wen Xin stopped in front of the door, and laughed: "Cong Cong, actually, I have to tell you something, on the application form for three good students, you wrote ethnicity as gender."

After she finished speaking, she walked away, and there was a chill in the whole dormitory, followed by Luo Congcong's scream: "It's over, there is only one form for each person! The only one!"

(End of this chapter)