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

Chapter 888 You are omnipotent (1)

The Cultural and Art Festival is on Saturday, and Luo Cong took a leave of absence from the research institute in advance to prepare to advance and retreat with the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment.

Well, she actually just wanted to be lazy for two days, after all, a working dog can't afford to be hurt.

The weather was fine that day. Luo Cong woke up early in the morning and heard birds singing outside, and immediately happily sent a message to Han Yan'an, saying that birds all over the world were congratulating her for not having to go to work.

When she finished washing up and picked up her phone again, Han Yan'an's message had already returned, and there was only one dry word on it: "En."

Luo Cong pouted, threw away his phone and went to change into the work clothes of the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment.After she changed her clothes and was about to go out, another message from Han Yan'an came: "Congratulations."

"Thank you, Lecturer Han, for giving me one more word!" Luo Cong never angrily stuffed his phone into his bag, picked up his bag and went to the Chinese Department building to gather.

According to the election mechanism of the student union, when freshman first entered the department, he was an officer, and then he was promoted all the way. If he hadn't quit the department by the third year, he should be the deputy minister.Although Luo Cong had never run for office, two of her four classmates who entered the Ministry of Culture and Entertainment at the same time as her had retired, so in the end only the remaining two were able to be deputy ministers.Bi Luocong had also discussed with the minister senior sister that a person who did not run for the deputy department became the deputy department. Would other people have any objections?

The senior sister waved her hand when she heard the words, and said boldly: "Is there any opinion on this? Only juniors in the deputy department can do it. If you two don't do it, can the juniors and sisters do it? Don't worry, they dare not say anything. "

Luo Congcong smiled immediately: "Senior sister, you are so confident, you are indeed a minister!"

"If it weren't for the two of you at this level, I wouldn't be so confident!"

Luo Cong ran away immediately.

The weather was so good today. Luo Congcong ate biscuits and sang softly along the way. Finally, he came to the Chinese Department building, greeted a few school girls, walked to the minister, and asked her enthusiastically: "Minister, our poetry Can recitation win the championship?"

"Who knows, it didn't take long for everyone to prepare."

Seeing the minister's worried look, Luo Congcong didn't ask any more questions, put down his bag and went to manage the various competition teams, and took a group photo with them as a souvenir.

The cultural festival officially started, Luo Cong stood behind his department wearing a work pass, trying his best to adjust the order of the competition.

Facts have proved that the beginning of the smooth does not mean the whole day will be smooth.A boy in the chorus was still there in the morning, but he disappeared for no reason when they assembled.In order to delay time, Luo Congcong kept discussing with the Korean department next door, trying to change the order of the competition with them.But despite her good words all the time, the person in charge of the Korean Department refused to agree, and insisted on guarding his second-to-last order.

Luo Congcong had no choice but to find another deputy minister.But the man just gave her a sigh, and she knew the boy still hadn't come back.

Luo Cong slapped his forehead and discussed with the minister: "Can't he be replaced?"

"It can't be changed, he has to sing the first few lines alone, without him, who will sing the beginning?" The minister also gritted his teeth and asked a junior, "Aren't you the best relationship? You don't know where he is going?" Where is it?"

"Minister, we just had a quarrel a few days ago..." The junior pursed his mouth pitifully.

The minister was going crazy, he scratched his hair and issued an order: "Go to his class teacher and ask for his parents' phone number..."

Luo Congcong also scratched his hair: "It's better not to use the trump card... Otherwise, I'll think of a way..."

(End of this chapter)