Chapter 3
One year from today, she became the pop font signboard of the publicity department
Jin Yang: "......What?"
Today, Yang smiled slightly without saying anything, pretending to be deaf. He silently looked up at the blazing sun outside and the broken electric fan in the dormitory that no one knew when would be repaired, thinking to himself: It's not me who is dying from the heat, so whatever.
At this moment, a group of people by the playground is somewhat agitated
Yang was taken aback for a moment and raised his head, "Me alone?"
In the continuous retreat of Jinyang, the basketball bounced and rolled to her feet with a "thud". Jinyang looked down at her little leather shoes that had collided with the ball, which then bounced away and stopped at her feet.
Senior: "That's it, don't be late, it's for attendance."
The basketball was accurately shot into the hoop right under the eyes of the sun.
...still carrying the simple vitality and youthfulness that is characteristic of high school days
The student council's notification posters are generally divided into two types: one is a large hand-drawn poster, which includes simple content such as the title, time, and location; the other is a small poster in a formal written notification format that conveys specific information. The senior member of the student council has a favorable impression of Jin Yang, mainly because among the same group of staff, her pop hand-drawn poster lettering was learned and executed the fastest, and after practicing for two days, it looked quite impressive.
Chen Jinyang ranks fourth
Picking up the untouched meal, Jin Yang smiled and placed it beside Lao Liu's hand, saying, "You haven't eaten yet, right? I have a student council meeting and won't have time to eat. Do you want it?"
Lao Liu let out an "oh": "I really envy you for being able to live outside. Here, the power and internet are cut off at twelve o'clock, and it's impossible to read for a little longer... Being rich is truly wonderful; buying a car allows you to go out and live."
Surprisingly, the playground of the School of Civil Engineering and Hydraulics at T University is still quite lively
Today, Yang silently took the marker from the senior's hand while holding the ink dish, and quietly asked, "You aren't still planning to use the inkstone to grind your own ink, are you?"
By the time I arrived, the fellow committee members who joined the student council around the same time were almost all present. The senior students stood to the side, directing them as they enthusiastically assembled the poster papers, while explaining the main content of this welcoming party.
Upon reconsideration, this matter does not seem honorable, thus I chose to remain silent.
The new semester has just begun, and there are already no new pens available. How can a school-level student council be so impoverished?
To repay a favor to Lao Liu, Jin Yang casually tidied up, changed into a pair of shorts, threw away his bag, and hurriedly made his way to Building 2 with his phone in hand
......
"......Tomorrow, the first class is at 10 o'clock. I will go back to my grandmother's house," Jingyang thought for a moment and said, "I haven't finished packing my things yet"
The new students, dressed in camouflage uniforms and having just finished a day of training, gathered in small groups, not yet having had the chance to disperse. The boys were drenched in sweat, while the girls, having sweated throughout the day, had somewhat disheveled hair and were slightly tanned from the sun. However, they chatted and laughed as they sat on the stone steps beside the playground, their voices reminiscent of orioles, full of vitality
This time, the welcome party is organized by the entire school, taking place at the T University auditorium on September 28. This is the first time that multiple departments of T University are jointly hosting the welcome party, and the main content of your posters must reflect this. Now, after finishing the paper, think about how to proceed, and quickly get it done. Strive to post the posters in the bulletin boards of each department before the evening self-study session ends tonight.
Just use this one. In a moment, you can write a few more and post them to the department first. Don't wait for the large poster; once the small posters are up, you can go back early.
Today, I want to say that I was just attempted to be robbed of money by a little brat... although it was unsuccessful
I did not buy a car; my family has a driver
However, one must accept the department one has chosen, even if it brings tears.
Half an hour later
The moment the thin layer of ice on the green bean soup, just taken out of the refrigerator in the summer, is pierced, it produces a delightful sound
As others were enthusiastically designing giant posters, Jinyang walked to the side, selected a marker from a pen holder in a shabby cabinet, and opened the cap, asking, "Senior, are we still making the text version of the poster?"
The smell of smoke, the greasy hair of an internet-addicted teenager, ash scattered everywhere, and the unknown grime in the gaps of the keyboard
Saying this, he laughed again: "With such a small poster, how many people do you expect to attend? The bulletin board is filled with a bunch of first-year interns, just a bunch of kids. What are you afraid of?"
After writing just a couple of lines, I discovered that the pen was out of ink. I then threw the pen away and turned around to get a new one from the cabinet, casually saying, "Why not throw away the marker that is out of ink? Is there a new one available?"
Today, Yang awkwardly pressed her freshly applied lipstick with her middle finger, suddenly feeling that her act of putting on makeup before entering the department was rather neurotic
At this moment, night has already fallen
The top student, like the sixth one, saved the time spent going up and down to get meals, which allowed her to memorize an additional thirty words with great enthusiasm
At the same time she reached for the cabinet, the senior picked up the pen that she had thrown away, opened the cap and took a look: "The nib is still good, why throw it away? It can be used for ink, just bring an ink dish."
The senior nodded and said: "You can use your student council work ID to post things on the department bulletin board. Their staff is aware that our school student council is coming over today to put up promotional posters."
The senior sister laughed happily: "What are you talking about? There is ready-made ink available, and that is much more expensive!"
Today, Yang's hand trembled slightly and quickly retracted with a "whoosh" sound
... ...
A burst of cheers and screams erupted around, the boys clapping enthusiastically, while the girls shouted the name "Aijia", creating a strong atmosphere of flattery and admiration
... it is better to quickly put up the poster and leave.
She lifted her head and met the gaze of a pair of eyes, perhaps made even more striking by the sweat that had dampened them, their astonishingly bright black irises shining under the night sky, filled with a hint of laughter as they looked at her
"Are you coming back to sleep tonight?" Lao Liu took the lunchbox.
Is everyone today sincerely opposing her?
Elder sister
Now Yang: "... ... but I haven't --"
Today, Yang let out an "oh" and turned around to take the content of the written notice for the welcome party. He found a small poster and went to a corner to write. After writing just a couple of lines, the senior sister came over to take a look and seemed quite satisfied.
Senior sister: "Go ahead, why don't you try writing it down on a piece of paper?"
Following their gaze, Jinyang immediately spotted a group of tall youths playing basketball in the middle of the playground under the night sky, each moving with the agility of a startled rabbit
Is the school going to close down
During her freshman year, she lived in the dormitory for a year. This year, at the start of the semester, she decisively moved to her grandmother's house near the school... She could not endure the sweltering summer nights when the temperature reached over 30 degrees Celsius, having to open an umbrella and hang it on the electric fan to catch the breeze (a life-saving invention by a senior: opening an umbrella and hanging it on the electric fan allows the wind from the fan to flow along the curve of the umbrella and reach the bed). It was a primitive way of living at night.
Today is sunny
Today, Yang imagined himself wielding a giant poster board measuring 1 meter wide and 3 meters long, navigating through a group of first-year students, and felt a bit embarrassed
I exited the messaging interface directly without finishing reading the text messages today
Aijia smiled, took a step forward, bent down, and with a single hand scooped up the basketball, returning to the court
After all, she recognized that the boy in front of her, drenched in sweat, was indeed her "savior" from today, the one with the sheep-like hairstyle
Now Yang put down her hands and looked around, but she did not have a hobby of wandering around the campus. Since enrolling, her activities had been limited to the Foreign Language Department, so now entering someone else's territory, she felt a bit lost and did not know where the bulletin board was... She moved closer to the lively group of students, preparing to casually ask a young girl for directions. However, just as she approached a short-haired girl by the playground and was about to reach out to tap her, she heard the girl scream: "Aijia!"
After finishing the poster with great effort, she picked it up and took a glance at it. It looked neat and attractive, and she felt quite satisfied with her work. In the lower right corner of the small poster, the words "Student Union of T University" were inscribed. Today, Yang rolled up the poster, stuffed the transparent tape into her pocket, and turned to head towards various departments.
internet café
Today, Yang returned to the dormitory while enjoying an ice pop. On the way, she received a text message from a senior in the school's etiquette team, mentioning that there is an esports hosting event organized by a certain internet café this weekend and suggesting that she should give it a try
Easily bypassing three opponents, one of whom was knocked aside, while Jinyang thought to himself with a blank expression, "Foul for charging with the ball," the young man had already brought the ball closer, dribbling it to the basket in front of Jinyang. With long strides, he crossed more than half the court in two steps, and finally, with a gentle flick of his hand from the side of his body, he executed a layup in three steps
eSports
Hey, boss, what's wrong with you? Why are you laughing like a thug?
Today, Yang slightly furrowed her brows and took a step back, suppressing the urge to cover her nose with her hand out of politeness.
Boss, the ball!
The few rolls of posters held in her hands made a "crack" sound as her master tightened his grip. The girl pressed her red lips together, forming an angry angle at the corners of her mouth, while the soft strands of hair by her ears fluttered. She turned and walked away
... ...
However, Jin Yang only noticed the smell of sweat in the air that the boy brought up when he landed
Oh, it is indeed me
Today, Yang nodded, feeling fortunate that he did not have to squeeze together with others to fervently discuss the design of the giant poster. He bent down, knelt, and lay on the ground to begin writing.
Today is sunny
Internet cafes have never been a place for ladies to go
At this moment, Yang had not yet had the chance to respond, when suddenly, the second brother let out a loud snicker from his own bed, adding, "It's not her own money anyway." The intent and emotion behind this remark were unclear.
In the midst of the surrounding noisy atmosphere, only Aijia, who was closest to her, heard the small, exasperated "hmph" that escaped from beneath her elegantly shaped nose.
Arrived
At this moment, the tallest and most energetic among them leaped high, catching the ball that had bounced out of the basket with a long arm, securely grasping it in his hands. He landed with a thud, holding the ball with both hands, then made a quick turn, dribbled past his opponent, and continued to dribble.
This is the second year of Chen Jinyang's spiritual connection with them
Jin Yang placed the dinner she was carrying on the table and was about to politely ask the young girl if she had eaten. At that moment, her phone rang... Upon answering, she realized it was a call from a senior in her third year from the student council, asking her to immediately go to the publicity department office on the rooftop of Building 2 for a meeting to discuss the content of the promotional poster for the welcome party to be co-hosted with the neighboring affiliated high school.
Senior: "Ink Dish"
"What are you standing there for?" The boy, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, stood with his hands on his hips beside the basketball court, looking at the dazed Jinyang, "Pass the ball, sister."
Ah! Is it a dedicated driver? I can't believe it, let me emphasize once again, being wealthy is truly wonderful
In the dormitory, the eldest is watching a Korean drama; the second is playing games on the computer, frequently referring to the characters as "little brother"; the third is watching Japanese anime; the fifth is watching a Japanese drama, occasionally letting out a "giggle"; the sixth is a young girl, the only normal person in the dormitory, and she is working on tonight's assignment
Dazed, she turned her head to look at the group of unadorned young girls around her. One by one, they turned their heads, staring blankly at her, their innocent and tender little faces particularly jarring, as if the moment the term "big sister" was uttered, she was the only one who could be associated with it.