in2ebook Chapter 188 Organization Department vs. Literature and Art Department!
Chapter 188 Organization Department vs. Literature and Art Department!
The next few days were a bittersweet experience for Jiang Bai.
The happy thing is...
As an all-around genius, he practically had a get-out-of-jail-free card in the classroom.
Whether it's a dialogue class or a physical training class, with the help of the system, he can always easily get the highest score.
Even occasionally, he would be two minutes late.
The professors all assumed he was there to create and find inspiration, and waved him in.
What hurt was the look in counselor Lao Zhang's eyes.
That kind of gaze could accurately lock onto Jiang Bai even in a large lecture hall with a hundred people.
It was a complex look that contained "compassion," "praise," "teasing," and "I know you're Jiang Baizhi, but I'm not saying it."
Jiang Bai felt a chill run down his spine every time he saw this, and just wanted to bury his head in his desk and pretend to be dead.
soon.
It was Thursday afternoon.
Colorful flags fluttered and the campus of the Shanghai Theatre Academy was bustling with activity.
The annual "Battle of a Hundred Clubs" has officially begun, marking the start of recruitment for clubs and student unions.
Rows of tents were set up along both sides of the road. Guitar club members were belting out songs, street dance club members were having dance battles, and girls from the Hanfu club were handing out flyers. The scene was as chaotic as a market.
"No way! I'd rather die than go!"
In room 404, Jiang Bai clung tightly to the bedpost, his face showing an unyielding spirit.
"I'd rather use that time to rest in my dorm!"
"What else is there besides the smell of sweat in those crowded places?"
"I want to sleep! I want to lie down!"
While spraying hairspray into his hair, making himself look like a peacock, Su Ze grabbed Jiang Bai's leg with a look of exasperation:
"Third brother! Are you stupid?"
"Are we going to visit clubs? Or are we going to see the upperclassmen? This is the final destination for all of us single in college!"
"Besides, as freshmen, what will happen to us when we're evaluated for awards and honors, or when we get extra points at the end of the semester, if we don't have an organization to protect us?"
"Let's go! Let's just go for a walk, we'll be right back in ten minutes!"
Despite being dragged along by his three roommates, Jiang Bai ultimately couldn't escape this ordeal.
He was put on a baseball cap and dragged to the bustling main street with a look of utter despair.
"Wow, there are so many beautiful women!"
"Look at that anime club member, those legs!"
Su Ze and Gu Dapeng's eyes gleamed with greed as they looked around, like mice that had fallen into a rice jar.
Jiang Bai put his hands in his pockets, pulled his hat brim down, and just wanted to get through this formality as quickly as possible and sneak back to his dorm.
however.
What you fear most is what happens.
Just as they passed a stall in a prime location with the largest tent.
A familiar and delighted voice froze Jiang Bai in his tracks like a spell.
"Hey! Isn't this the junior from junior school?!"
Jiang Bai froze.
That sound...
That tone...
Why does this sound so familiar?
He mechanically turned his head.
Under the tent with the banner that read "Student Union - Organization Department" hanging there.
Two girls, dressed smartly yet still exuding a sweet charm, were smiling at him.
The two sophomores were the ones who were in charge of registration on the day of freshman registration, and later bumped into him in women's clothing on the night of the freshman party!
"Holy crap......."
Jiang Bai's alarm bells rang loudly, and he turned to run away.
"stop!"
The short-haired senior student rushed out and nimbly blocked her way.
She smiled like a fox that had just stolen some cream, sizing Jiang Bai up and down:
"Why are you running? Aren't you going to greet your senior?"
"We've been through thick and thin together!"
Jiang Bai's lips twitched, and he could only bite the bullet and greet them:
"Hello, senior... What a coincidence, I'm just passing by."
"What a coincidence! I was waiting specifically for you!"
The long-haired senior also came over and shoved a registration form into Jiang Bai's arms:
"Come on, fill out the form!"
"Join our organization department!"
"From now on, we're family!"
Jiang Bai looked at the table and shook his head vigorously.
"No, no, no!"
"Senior, please spare me."
"Who doesn't know that the Organization Department is the 'workhorse department' of the student union?"
"You're the ones who moved the tables, you're the ones who set up the tents, you're the ones who ran errands and did all the odd jobs."
"I'm lazy, and my back is bad, so I can't do heavy work!"
He knew very well that although the Organization Department sounded powerful, it was actually just a high-level labor force.
He's a guy with a fortune, a future superstar, and he's here doing manual labor?
Crazy!
The short-haired senior student raised an eyebrow, leaned close to Jiang Bai's ear, and said meaningfully in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Who told you to do the work?"
"Just come in..."
"If you ever have any problems at school, your older sisters will cover for you!"
"Furthermore, you're granted special permission to legally slack off!"
These conditions are nothing short of blatant temptation!
Jiang Bai hesitated.
Having someone provide cover is definitely a good thing...
Just when he was about to waver and sign the contract to sell himself into servitude.
"Wait!!!"
A loud shout came from the other side.
A group of handsome men and beautiful women rushed out of the tent of the Student Union's Arts Department across the street.
The leader was a third-year male student with artistic long hair, who was also the head of the arts and literature department.
Several freshmen followed behind him, one of whom pointed at Jiang Bai and shouted:
"Minister! That's him!"
"He's the amazing singer who sang 'My Future Is Not a Dream' that night during military training! Jiang Bai!"
"That high note was amazing!"
The Minister of Culture's eyes lit up instantly, like light bulbs.
He rushed over, grabbed Jiang Bai's other hand, his eyes burning with fervor:
"Wow! You're a genius!"
"I've heard about it! Your original inspirational song is so good!!"
"Come join the Literature and Art Club!"
"The Organization Department is a place for uncouth people, not for an artist like you!"
"Come here, feel free to use our stage and equipment, and there are plenty of opportunities for artistic exchange, including beautiful women... ahem!"
The situation instantly turned into a chaotic battleground.
On the left is the senior student from the Organization Department who holds his secrets; she smiles while hiding a knife.
On the right is the Minister of Arts and Literature, eager to recruit talent, his enthusiasm burning brightly.
"Jiang Bai is ours!" the short-haired senior exclaimed, glaring. "Don't you understand first come, first served? We got our hands on it first!"
"Bullshit! He can sing! He can compose! He was born for the arts and literature department!"
The Minister of Culture retorted without backing down, "Sending him to move tables from your place? That's a terrible waste! That's a crime against art!"
The two started arguing like fighting cocks.
Jiang Bai was caught in the middle, feeling his head buzzing.
He has to choose one.
Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to get through today.
He quickly weighed the options in his mind.
Organization Department?
Although the senior student promised that I could slack off, it was still a functional department, and there would definitely be a lot of miscellaneous tasks.
Besides, if I spend too much time with these two senior students who know the inside story, what if they accidentally let something slip when they're drunk? The risk is too great!
Literature and Art Department?
Singing? Acting?
For someone who has access to the system, isn't this as simple as drinking water and eating?
From now on, whenever there are department events, he can just go up and shout a couple of times and consider his task done!
There's no need to move tables or write proposals.
It's simply perfect—the retirement home!
"Ahem!"
Jiang Bai freed himself from the hands on both sides and straightened his clothes.
He looked at the two ministers who were full of expectation, and finally, with a sense of apology, looked at the short-haired senior student:
"I'm sorry, senior."
"My back is really bad, I can't do manual labor."
"Moreover, I have a persistent pursuit of art."
After saying that, he turned around and shook the hand of the Minister of Arts and Literature, his face full of righteousness:
"minister!"
"I choose the Arts and Literature Department!"
"I want to sing! I want to contribute to the arts and culture of my school!"
The Minister of Culture was overjoyed and laughed heartily:
"Great! You have good taste!"
Welcome to the team!
"From now on, you can use the Arts and Literature Department's microphone as you please!"
The head of the arts and culture department, who had successfully recruited the talent, excitedly handed over an application form.
Jiang Bai signed his name on the application form for the Literature and Art Department.