The next few days were just as Xiang Ling had expected. He got up early and went to bed late every day, and was so busy that his hair was about to fly.
A week later, when Xiang Ling returned to the dormitory to get some information and ran into Su Luyang who had just come out of the shower, he realized that he hadn't seen his new roommate for almost a week.
"Have you adapted to the new class?" Xiang Ling put a stack of materials on the table.
"Very good." Su Luyang paused while wiping his hair and looked at Xiang Ling and asked, "Are you busy lately?"
"It will be fine after the recruitment is over in a few days." Xiang Ling said, "How about you? Have you decided which club to join?"
In fact, as a junior, it doesn't matter to Su Luyang whether he joins a club or not, but he is a transfer student. If he wants to make friends and earn credits, this will be a very quick way.
"I've made up my mind, let's go to the photography club." Su Luyang said.
"Photography? You're so good at it, you can also take pictures?" Xiang Ling was a little surprised.
"No." Su Luyang said, "I just bought a DSLR camera and plan to learn from scratch."
Xiang was about to say something when the phone rang again. A few minutes later, Xiang Ling left the dormitory again with the information in his arms.
In a hurry and busy.
Three days later, it was the club's recruitment day.
Xiang Ling and Ji Qiulin got up early. The club had set up the "stall" yesterday, and the billboards and posters were all in place today.
When they both arrived at the location, they found someone already standing there.
Xiang Ling waved and said hello: "Sweetheart, why are you here so early?"
When Vice President Luo Ruixue heard Xiang Ling's voice, she immediately turned around with a smile on her face and said, "President!"
Xiang Ling walked up to him and rubbed Luo Ruixue's head out of habit: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to dinner when we're done."
"It's not hard. It's the president who has hard work." Luo Ruixue shook her head, rubbing against Xiang Ling's palm like a little kitten.
Xiang Ling laughed twice, took his hand away and clenched his fist: "It's so itchy."
Luo Ruixue's face turned a little red, and she also chuckled twice.
Seeing him like this, Xiang Ling said helplessly, "Are you stupid?"
Xiang Ling was really helpless. Luo Ruixue was very capable in his work. It could be said that since he became the vice president, the burden on him had been greatly lightened. Xiang Ling had wanted to hand over the position of president to him countless times.
But... Xiang Ling saw that his face was red and he looked pitiful, so he didn't say anything in the end.
Luo Ruixue seems too easy to bully, and I'm afraid someone will bully him. I don't know if I can survive in the community, so I should stay with him for a while and let him grow up.
"Senior Qiulin, President, I'll go find A Yao first and come back later." Luo Ruixue said.
"Go ahead." Xiang Ling waved his hand.
The two watched Luo Ruixue run away. Ji Qiulin suddenly sighed and stared at Xiang Ling.
Xiang Ling was frightened by his gaze: "What's wrong?"
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Luo Ruixue had feelings for Xiang Ling, but she had never confessed her feelings. Ever since Luo Ruixue joined the club, the two of them had been getting along just like that. At the very least, they could be just ordinary friends, but at the very least, they could develop into lovers.
Ji Qiulin didn't know how many times he had talked to Xiang Ling about Luo Ruixue's matter, but Xiang Ling always pretended not to hear him. Now he was too lazy to say anything more.
Seeing that Ji Qiulin didn't say anything, Xiang Ling didn't worry about it anymore. Coincidentally, a few more people from the club came, so he went over to continue the preparations.
Before the recruitment day, they had promoted their clubs on campus many times and had scouted for "outstanding talents" in advance at the freshmen's military training and art performances.
As they expected, after the recruitment started, many people came to the booth to fill out forms and register, and the whole scene was very lively.
Xiang Ling was very pleased. Many clubs are prone to a lack of successors, especially clubs like theirs that are not very popular. If their school did not have a vocal music major, it would probably be difficult for the musical to continue.
Vocal music is not a key major in University A, and not many students are admitted each year. Even so, there is a drama club and various other attractive clubs competing for students. There are not many people who can sing and have a desire to perform and can be assigned here.
Fortunately, they are not only recruiting musical actors. In order to expand the club, they naturally start from all aspects of musicals, including performance, arrangement, costumes and props, screenwriters, etc.
However, there is not always supply if there is demand. In order to ensure a complete and good work, they will occasionally cooperate with other clubs to complete the work together, which is also a disguised way of achieving group social interaction on the university campus.
In fact, after being busy for the first few days and assigning all tasks to the relevant people, Xiang Ling actually had some free time on the day of actually recruiting new members.
After watching the newcomers filling out forms at the booth for a while, Xiang Ling couldn't help but slip away early while everyone was busy.
As he slipped away, he said righteously: I'm going outside to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net.
It was just a random excuse, but as he walked, he actually saw one.
"Bai Yi." Xiang Ling greeted with a smile the short-haired boy who was running around in the crowd.
"Senior!" The short-haired boy was holding two lists in his hands, and his fair face was a little red due to the fever.
The boy's name is Wang Baiyi, a freshman majoring in English. He is the freshman representative this year. The two have met in the teacher's office many times and have become familiar with each other.
"How's it going? Have you decided which club to join?" Xiang Ling glanced down at the list in his hand. "Literature Club? You like reading."
"Yeah, I like it." Wang Baiyi said, "But my friend wants me to join the basketball club with him."
"Have you ever written a script?" Xiang Ling suddenly said, "I know there's a club that's in need of screenwriters. If you're interested, you can give it a try."
"Ah? I've never written a script before..." Wang Baiyi was a little surprised.
"It's okay, there are people teaching there. You can go and check it out. It's a great club." Xiang Ling never blushes when praising his own club.
Wang Baiyi had guessed something now: "Senior, are you from that club?"
"Well... our club is in such a pitiful state. If we don't get a few more new members, we won't be able to complete the tasks assigned by the school. We might even be taken back by the school." Xiang Ling began to play the victim. "Would you like to come and save us, senior?"
Wang Baiyi asked, "What club is it?"
"Musical Theatre Club." Xiang Ling said as he led his men to his stall and handed a poster to Wang Baiyi. "This is a great family. You're most welcome to join."
"But I'm not very good at singing..." Wang Baiyi looked a little reluctant, but also a little curious.
Xiang Ling had seen too many people like this, so he naturally knew how to persuade them.
In fact, among the many hobbies in China, musicals are not popular at all and are a completely niche hobby. However, most people who have tasted musicals can't stop. Once they get into this pit, it's hard to get out.
It’s so delicious, really fragrant.
The initial resistance was simply due to a lack of understanding, and that's when people like them are needed to gently push people in from behind, to bring them in. Not to mention someone like Wang Baiyi, who clearly seems to have some curiosity about musicals.
Xiang Ling has been a member for a year and the president for another year. It is really not too easy for him to trick interested junior students into joining the society. After just a short chat, Wang Baiyi was eager to try and was very tempted.
Xiang Ling smiled lightly and was about to say something when he suddenly saw Ji Qiulin standing nearby with his arms folded, looking at him with a half-smile.
Xiang Ling: “…”
Xiang Ling felt a bit overwhelmed and took Wang Baiyi to get a registration form.
Wang Baiyi was sitting at his desk filling out a form when Ji Qiulin slowly came over. "Hey, the president is personally bringing people out. It's been a while since I last saw him."
"Bah, this is my duty, okay?" Xiang Ling smiled and shook his head, "Help me take care of him. I'm going out for a while."
"Where are you going again?" Ji Qiulin asked.
"Find the camera." As soon as Xiang Ling finished speaking, he had already run away for a long distance. Ji Qiulin shook his head and walked to Wang Baiyi.
Xiang Ling walked to the edge of the booth with ease and soon reached the photography club's booth. A girl with a long ponytail sat there, concentrating on filling out a form. "Hey, pretty girl, where's your club president?"
The girl raised her head, revealing a face as delicate as a doll. She said shyly, "I'm sorry, I'm new here and haven't joined the club yet. I don't know where the president is."
"No one from the photography club is here?" Xiang Ling was a little surprised.
"The senior student who was here just now went to the bathroom." said the girl.
"Thank you. I won't bother you anymore." Xiang Ling said goodbye and continued to walk out.
This time he did not stay at the club recruitment point, but went to the school's Moonlight Lake.
He told Ji Qiulin that the person he was looking for was Xu Jing, the president of the photography club, who was nicknamed Lens because he was too obsessed with SLR lenses.
A University is a 4A scenic spot, and there are scenery everywhere you go. For photography enthusiasts, A University is a paradise, and this is even more so for Xujing.
If you can't find him at the stall, then Xu Jing must be taking photos somewhere on campus, and Moonlight Lake is the most likely location.
"Lens!" As soon as Xiang Ling arrived at Moonlight Lake, he saw Xu Jing holding up a SLR camera to find the angle.
"What's wrong?" Xu Jing put down the work in his hands and walked towards Xiang Ling.
"How's the recruitment going this year?" Xiang Ling bought two bottles of Wahaha on the way here, and now he casually inserted a straw into one of the bottles and handed it to the other party.
Xu Jing took the Wahaha and said proudly, "It's definitely better than your situation."
"Oh, so confident?" Xiang Ling raised his eyebrows. "We have a huge crowd there this year."
"This year's crop of new hires are all quite impressive," Xu Jing lamented, a bit melancholy. "Eight out of ten new hires have cameras that are... insane."
"You have to save the good stuff for me first." Xiang Ling put his arm around Xu Jing's shoulders. "You drank my Wahaha, so you've accepted a bribe. I'll assign a few more powerful people to our club later."
"You want to buy me off with a bottle of Wahaha? At least give me some Lays potato chips," Xu Jing joked.
Although there are many clubs in University A, only a few large clubs are "funded by the government", and the photography club is the most dominant one among them.
The photography club is responsible for almost all major photography work in the school. Every semester, there will be photography exhibitions and campus photography competitions funded by the school and led by the photography club. They also complete the filming work of their musical club every semester and the photography work of the finished musicals.
It can be said that the photography club determines a large part of the external image of each club.
Xiang Ling has been dealing with Xu Jing for almost two years. They have a very good relationship and every collaboration has been smooth and reassuring.
Xiang Ling approached him for cooperation this semester.
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