Chapter 93: Intensive preparations for the event...
Chapter 93: Intensive preparations for activities
Except for two classmates who had been to the countryside and were relatively fast at picking leaves, the other three, including Zhao Zhi, had never done farm work. After just a few minutes of picking, they broke the heads of several chrysanthemums.
Chen Yin looked at him gravely and said, "Minister Zhao, a chrysanthemum is five cents. Besides, our budget is basically one chrysanthemum per person, and we only have a little over a hundred extra. You've already wasted four in just a moment."
20 cents was nothing to him, but he had to ensure that every student who participated in the tomb sweeping had a chrysanthemum. If there were not enough, he would have to get one himself so as not to delay his work.
I carefully masturbated for another ten minutes, but still broke two of them.
Another loss of 1 cent.
Zhao Zhi wanted to look up to the sky and scream!
He stood up and left the room, leaving the remaining students looking at each other in bewilderment.
Everyone glanced at Chen Yin and didn't dare to say a word.
Although this student union president is young and beautiful, she actually has an aura that makes people feel a little hesitant to act presumptuously.
Chen Yin didn't even raise her eyelids and continued to perfect the details of the event process.
***
Not long after, Zhao Zhi came back with a few classmates.
He was still holding a dozen large, hot meat buns in his hand, and he said to Chen Yin in a somewhat flattering tone, "Chairman, you see, my rough hands aren't suited to this kind of delicate work. Well, I bought some meat buns for everyone to snack on, and I've found a few experienced hands to do some ass-stroking. Is that okay with you?"
Chen Yin looked up and saw that the students who had followed were clearly very interested in the big meat buns. She asked, "You're not forcing them to do this, are you?"
Zhao Zhi looked back.
Several students hurriedly said, "No, no, we volunteered."
"Yes, we often do such things in the country."
"I promise to do it quickly and well!"
Seeing this, Chen Yin nodded and said, "Okay, you two groups will take turns. The new person will continue to pluck the leaves, leaving no leaves below the flower head. The other group will be responsible for cutting the plucked flowers neatly. There are several samples over there. You can cut them accordingly."
"Minister Zhao!"
"Hey hey hey~" Zhao Zhi heard Chen Yin calling him, and hurried over to give her two meat buns.
Chen Yin took a look and said, "Get a few male students together, fetch a few buckets of water, and put the cut chrysanthemums in bundles of fifty in the buckets."
"Before you leave, take out the chrysanthemums and drain them in advance to avoid them being wet when you use them."
Before Zhao Zhi could say anything, a female classmate who was chatting with him couldn't help but say loudly: "Chairman Chen, you haven't swept the martyrs' graves in the countryside, but we in Yancheng have been doing it since elementary school."
"Ellie!"
Zhao Zhi felt something bad was going to happen when he heard her words. He frowned and turned to her and said, "You come and distribute the buns to the students!"
Ai Lili ignored him, snorted, and continued to say to Chen Yin: "I have been sweeping the martyrs' tombs for so many years, and I have never had to work so hard as you.
A broken chrysanthemum, yet you still pluck its leaves and cut its roots and soak them in water, isn't that just eating without any bitterness?"
"Have you ever seen any school's anus being messed around? Why not just give everyone one and rub it yourself? Why bother with all that?"
After saying that, she raised her chin and squinted at Chen Yin with disdain, "Don't you just want to show your authority?!"
Chen Yin twirled the pen in her hand, listened to her with great interest, and nodded. "You have a point, but I must correct you on one point."
Chen Yin glanced at the students who were still pricked up their ears while working, stood up and slowly walked over, picked up a chrysanthemum, and said, "Authority is not that important to me.
What I want to say is that we take care of these chrysanthemums not for the sake of making trouble, but out of respect for the martyrs.
Paying tribute with chrysanthemums to the tombs of martyrs is not just a formality, and our commemoration does not begin with the reading of eulogies.
It seems to me that at this moment, our actions are all part of commemorating the martyrs.
We carefully take care of each chrysanthemum, placing our grief and respect on it.
We pluck the leaves to make them look clean, trim them neatly to make them look like soldiers, and keep them in water to keep them in optimal condition. Every step is our tribute to the martyrs.
“Of course, what you said about distributing it to the students and letting them take care of it themselves is also a good idea.
But as you said, some of our classmates are like Minister Zhao, whose subordinates are unreliable. I cannot guarantee that every chrysanthemum will be in good condition after being distributed.
It’s inevitable that everyone will bring them around and lose them, and it’s impossible to predict how many chrysanthemums will be damaged and unusable, or wilted.”
"Students, we chrysanthemums are not props to make up the numbers. The martyrs who fought in the front lines and sacrificed their lives are not just numbers. The heroic spirits of the martyrs do not need to be perfunctory.
We just take it seriously. Doing this for them doesn't count as hardship, right?" Chen Yin insisted.
After she finished speaking, not only Ellie lowered her head, but all the students present also lowered their heads.
Zhao Zhi also quietly put the meat bun on the table.
He lives in a military compound. His grandfather is an old revolutionary who lost an arm in battle. His uncle and one brother are also martyrs.
Now think about it, do his sacrificed relatives need to be treated perfunctorily?
He stood at attention, his face filled with shame as he said, "Chairman Chen, you're right. My understanding is shallow. On my own behalf, I promise to correct my attitude and make good arrangements for the upcoming activities."
"Well, go ahead."
***
The few people who had been standing outside the window listening for a while nodded, then quietly turned and left.
When they were a little further away, a gray-haired old man said, "This female student is indeed worthy of this position. She is different from what I imagined."
Another leader nodded and said, "It's neither about using soft tactics nor about accusing others of something, nor is it about empty talk. Hmm, what do you say?"
A tall, middle-aged man smiled and said, "This is called maintaining righteousness and crushing others. Hahaha~"
"I was saying that our grades were similar, so why did you choose a female student as president? She's definitely more suitable."
"It's said that Chen has been a class leader since she was young, top of her class and grade. She's pretty much used to it. Her father was the instructor of a guerrilla unit back then, and she kept the head of the external relations department under her tight control."
. . . . . .
Chen Yin had no idea that someone was secretly monitoring her; this was just a small episode in her work.
What’s past is past.
***
After the preparations were almost complete, the student union members held another meeting to make a final statement on the Qingming Tomb Sweeping Day activities and to check for any deficiencies and omissions to ensure that there would be no accidents.
After the previous speaker finished speaking, Yan Jiuru said, "We have rented fifteen buses from the bus company for external relations. Due to limited funds and vehicles, each bus can only seat 45 people at full capacity and cannot be overloaded. Therefore, these buses have to make two round trips.
The tomb sweeping time starts at 9:00 am. Our first group sets off at 6:00 am and the second group sets off at 7:15 am, and all gather at Dongdaemun.
Students who are late cannot be kept waiting, and this must be clearly understood by all class leaders."
He rented these vehicles from the bus company by using the identity of the 107th Institute. Otherwise, not to mention his identity as the vice president of the Yan University Student Union, even if he was the president of the Student Union, it would be useless to go to other people's units.
Li Xiangdong, who is also in charge of physical education at the School of Engineering, raised his hand and said, "I think this arrangement is problematic."
"Think about it, one group of people arrived early and just waited for the next group. There's about an hour between them, right? Aren't we afraid of someone colluding with others? With such a long time, how can we prevent them from colluding? We can't just tie them up one by one.
Besides, look at the buses during the morning rush hour, which one is not packed with a hundred or eighty people?
I think it's easier to manage if you squeeze in and get it done in one trip."
Minister of Propaganda Guo Zhen, who studied political science and law, rapped his hands on the table and retorted, "You can't just consider these things. How many people are crammed into the bus during the morning rush hour is none of our business, and we won't be held responsible if something goes wrong.
But if our cars are overloaded and something goes wrong, who will be responsible? Will you be responsible?"
Li Xiangdong glared, but was choked: How can he be responsible? Even if he was fired as the Vice Chairman of Sports, it wouldn't be enough to save a life!
Those who originally shared the same opinion with him also lost interest.
Yes, everything is fine as long as nothing happens, but who will be responsible if something goes wrong?
Yan Jiuru said: "Our safety comes first."
"I suggest that the order of boarding be based on the number of students in each department, and that they be distributed to each class monitor and counselor as soon as possible."
Chen Yin twirled her pen and pondered, "But Xiangdong is right about one thing. The longer this goes on, the harder it will be to control. We don't have many people in the student union to begin with, and if we split into two waves, it will become even harder to control."
Everyone looked at each other, and no one had a good solution for a while.
At this time, Yang Lihua, the Minister of Culture and Entertainment, said, "I suggest that we organize the students to sing revolutionary songs while we're on the bus. How about singing all the way there?"
Chen Yin led the applause, "This is a good idea!"
"That's right. If your mouth is not idle, you can't connect the dots."
"Yes, and it doesn't cost any money."
As for how to control the situation after arriving at the cemetery, that is the responsibility of the security department.
***
Yan Jiuru scratched his head. He had plenty of means, but unfortunately he couldn't use them indiscriminately.
"Our security department can only intervene when there's a disturbance. Before a disturbance breaks out, we can at most suppress a few ringleaders. We're worried that if someone starts yelling without thinking, it could easily lead to a mass incident."
Especially in public gatherings such as tomb sweeping, if there is someone taking the lead in inciting trouble, things are more likely to go wrong.
Everyone was silent.
Finally, it was the logistics director Zhao Zhi who came up with an idea: "The masses have to be mobilized to handle their own affairs. I think we can squeeze out some funds to reward classes with good order.
There will always be brave men under great rewards. We put high rewards in front of people, and in order to get the rewards, students in each class will keep an eye on those who want to cause trouble.
Isn't it better than us cadres who are stretched to the limit?"
Someone chuckled, "Minister Zhao, you're really stretched! Your Chinese isn't good enough."
Zhao Zhi blushed and rolled his eyes, saying, "As long as you understand what I mean, it's fine. I was just anxious and made a mistake."
Yan Jiuru glanced at him for a moment longer. "I think this idea, Minister Zhao, is a good one. But the reward amount needs to be attractive. What do you think is a suitable amount?"
Everyone started discussing it.
Why can't only one class be rewarded? Otherwise, no class will try hard even though they know they can't win. All classes with good performance must get a reward. Where will the reward funds come from? The reward ranges from five yuan to twenty yuan.
The meeting was lively and lasted until after eight o'clock in the evening.
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