Chapter 131 Chapter 131 "Is it club activity day? ...
"Is it a club activity day?" The only person in the club who knew about it explained the event to the other two clueless people. "It's an event where college clubs promote their respective clubs to students. They usually have some small games or let students experience the daily life of each club."
"I see..." The player fell into deep thought, "But we don't have that many trash cans to share with other students."
It's not enough for you to translate, and you're giving it away?
Lin Huai: "...Does it have to be a trash can?"
Is this the only kind of shabby stuff their club produces on a daily basis?
"How about some small games?" Zhou Zhu suggested. "I saw activities planned by other clubs last year. There were escape rooms and debate competitions."
"No debate!" The player who was writing furiously with his head down raised his hand in protest.
"Then let's make a mini-game." Zhou Zhu thought for a moment and said, "But how should we make an environmental-themed mini-game?"
Lin Huai glanced down at his phone and said, "I asked someone, and the requirements for activity days aren't very strict. As long as it's related to the club's characteristics, it's fine."
"I just asked someone who's a member of the reading club, and he said that for several years in a row, the club's activities on club day have all been about unmanned libraries."
Simply put, it is to put up a bookshelf.
And then it was gone.
There wasn't even anyone to look after the bookshelves.
"Wen Qian, what do you think...what are you doing?" Zhou Zhu turned sideways and was about to ask Wen Qian's opinion, but when her eyes fell on the plan she was writing furiously, her expression froze.
She seemed to have seen something ominous—why was it a trash can again?!
"I'm recording my inspiration. If we can't come up with a solution, we can start a public welfare campaign on campus to install trash cans for everyone—"
“Stop, stop, stop!!”
"Don't worry, Wen Qian, this situation will never happen." Lin Huai said quickly.
"That's right, leave it to us. We will think about it carefully." Zhou Zhu quickly responded with a firm tone.
"Really?" The president looked regretfully at his half-finished trash can application report. "Then let's put my proposal aside for now?"
"Let's put it aside for now. The ultimate solution is to use it at the most critical moment." Lin Huai adjusted his glasses and gave Zhou Zhu a subtle wink.
Zhou Zhu nodded slightly, understanding, and would hide it later.
"I heard you guys were discussing club activities?" the person who walked in slowly asked. "How's the discussion going? Do you need any inspiration?"
When Zhou Zhu and Lin Huai saw Loren walking in, their expressions froze.
That’s it.
"Have you started writing the plan? Let me take a look..." Loren stood beside Wen Qian, leaning towards her while leaning on the table, and glanced down at the unfinished plan.
“This activity looks very interesting!”
"Have you reported it?"
Two members: They knew it would be this result again!
Could it be that their activity on club day was really just filling up the trash cans?
"Not yet, let's put this aside for now." Wen Qian gave an unexpected response and did not make a decision directly.
Players naturally have their own reasons for doing things. They plan club activities in advance because the game is likely to have a big event on such a special day.
With this in mind, it is necessary to make some preparations in advance.
But you don't need to be fully prepared - who knows what kind of activities will be held on the day of the game.
If the task requirements are completely opposite to the plan she is currently working on, wouldn't it be a loss for her to be too careful?
Just fool around with it first, and then refine it when the time comes.
Wen Qian put away the plan he had just outlined and raised his hand to push the person who was still beside her.
"Come over here. There's plenty of room. Why are you crowding in here with me?" His tone was full of confusion.
Loren, already accustomed to it, followed the force and sat down on the chair next to her. He said casually, "Maybe being close to each other will make it seem like we have a better relationship?"
The player was indifferent and ruthless: "Prospective members are prohibited from using such tactics to get close to the president."
Want to use this to join the environmental protection club? Maybe in your next life. Only those on her friend list are eligible to become official members of the environmental protection club!
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When Lu Yanbai pushed open the door of the lounge, he immediately saw the girl half-lying on the sofa, flipping through the pages of the book in her hand out of boredom.
Hearing the noise coming from the door, Wen Qian supported himself on the sofa and sat up: "You are so slow, Lu Yanbai."
"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Lu Yan rolled his eyes with a hint of smile. Since morning, Wen Qian would send him a message every now and then, asking him if he had come to school.
In addition, due to an accident, he missed Wen Qian's New Year's greetings. Although he called her in the evening, he couldn't help but feel very regretful.
When he saw Wen Qian again, he couldn't help but smile.
"A long time, a very long time." The player, who had waited for five minutes, said solemnly, "So, you have to do me a favor."
"Come here, come here!"
Lu Yanbai was a little confused. Following Wen Qian's words, he walked to her side and half-knelt down beside the sofa.
"What's wrong?"
"Lu Yanbai, I went to see you to wish you a happy new year, and I have something very important to tell you." Wen Qian said seriously, "I didn't meet your people at that time, but it's not too late to tell you now, Lu Yanbai, you——"
"Help me open the red envelope, thank you!"
Lu Yanbai looked at Wen Qian. The distance was so close that he could almost see his blurry shadow reflected in Wen Qian's eyes.
Hearing her words, his breathing gradually slowed down and his heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.
The accelerated heartbeat was suppressed by the festive red envelopes that landed on the table.
Lu Yanbai looked at the red envelope on the table in silence and said with difficulty, "Open the red envelope?"
"Yes!" Wen Qian nodded heavily. "I wanted you to help me dismantle it during the Chinese New Year, but you were not here, so I had to come to you now."
How come you've stayed here for so long since the Chinese New Year?
But why leave it for him to tear down?
I couldn’t figure it out, but I did it.
Looking at these extremely inappropriate festive red envelopes, Lu Yanbai sighed, sat next to Wen Qian, and opened the seals of the red envelopes one by one.
Open one and give one to Wen Qian.
In the middle, there are also artificial dubbings of people around you expressing surprise or disappointment.
"Lu Yanbai, I was right about you!" Wen Qian looked at the final harvest and said happily, "You are really lucky. I can only open a red envelope of one dollar myself."
"When they reach your hands, they are all worth one hundred!"
"Is the amount in the red envelope different?" Lu Yanbai asked in surprise.
He picked up the red packages on the table, folded them carefully, and handed them to Wen Qian.
"Yes, the amounts inside are different." Wen Qian explained, "You can think of it as a blind box."
Lu Yanbai nodded, his eyes a little confused.
Obviously, he doesn't understand why the New Year's red envelopes are in the form of blind boxes, nor does he understand why someone would put a dollar in a red envelope?
On the first day of school, Wen Qian handed over the souvenirs that he had not been able to send out during the holidays to the corresponding people one by one. The souvenirs caught by the magic little wooden stick were all in line with the recipients' preferences.
The souvenir task that had been on the task list for almost a month finally entered the final settlement stage on this day.
[Warm Winter Adventure - Now We Are Here (Advanced Mission Completed)
Reward: Experience Points +1000, Gold Coins +600]
[Experience value is full, lv43——lv44——lv45]
The start of a new semester, with the accumulation of various task rewards over the holiday and piles of experience bubbles in the Environmental Protection Society, gives players a perfect start.
Upgrading? It's as easy as breathing.
The task? A piece of cake.
The confident player suffered the tragic fate of having zero tasks on his task list in the following days.
They can only survive by relying on the small experience value bubbles automatically produced in the activity room every day. An unknown president of the environmental protection club protests to the game.
She doesn't want to live this kind of life relying on clubs!
Lin Huai glanced at Wen Qian who was lying on the table and said calmly: "If you are bored, you can go to class."
Wen Qian didn't say anything. He changed his lying position from facing Lin Huai to facing the wall, silently refusing.
"Would you like to develop some hobbies?" Zhou Zhu suggested. She paused, a little puzzled, "But I don't think you're boring, do you?"
Wen Qian has a lot to do every day, and she has rarely seen her idle, so it’s a bit of a stretch to say that she’s bored.
This is indeed the case. Every day, I am busy beating trash cans, stocking supermarkets, collecting experience bubbles, and running around the map looking for various tasks. It has nothing to do with boredom.
"But daily quests aren't really quests. I need something fun!" Wen Qian began to mutter, "This kind of game where you log in every day to complete quests, and then have nothing to do after that, what's the fun in it besides wasting time..."
"How about taking a look at the story I just wrote?" Zhou Zhu handed the notebook to Wen Qian. "I just finished writing the story I told you last time yesterday."
"Wen Qian, you were not there at the time, so I wanted to show it to Lin Huai. Lin Huai said he would wait for you to come back to look at it together, saying that the evaluation given by two people together would be more objective." Zhou Zhu said.
Wen Qian silently looked up at Lin Huai. Lin Huai paused with his pen, but before he could speak, Zhou Zhu had pushed a black-covered notebook in front of him.
"You're all here, let's take a look together!"
Wen Qian's eyes were firm: "...Come on, I've been looking forward to it for a long time!"
She raised her hand and quickly reached out to hold down Lin Huai, who seemed to want to stand up. "Lin Huai, didn't you say you wanted to watch it together?"
"Hey, Wen Qian, the pigeon you raised is coming over. I'll go open a window for it."
Lin Huai pointed at the white pigeon outside the window. Before he could move, he saw the pigeon resting on the windowsill "chatting" and pushing the window open a little, and then squeezed in.
He was silent for two seconds: "Wen Qian, how do you raise it? Can you give me a tutorial?"
"I said it's not mine, we're just party A and party B."
Not long after school started, the mailbox began its daily work, and today's college daily was delivered to Wen Qian.
The daily life in the college is still similar to the previous ones. The largest page is specially reserved for pre-warming up for the upcoming club activity day. The only difference from last semester is the newly added section in the newspaper - Story Station.
The theme of the new section is campus fantasy stories. This is the first time a new section is launched. It is stated below that everyone is welcome to submit their works. We will select the best ones and publish them in this column.
"It turns out that He Ling was busy with this before." Wen Qian remembered what the vice president of the news agency had said before.
She pushed the newspaper forward so that the two people beside her could see it more clearly.
Lin Huai was more interested in the report on the club activity day. He glanced at it briefly and said, "It seems my information is correct. The reading club has submitted the plan for the unmanned bookshelf again."
They are the first to warm up, and every year they are the first to warm up - other clubs need to plan activities and consider whether the plans can be implemented, which takes a certain amount of time.
They are different, they don’t even change their slogans every year.
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