Rebirth 98, the rise started from ripping off Microsoft

Chapter 460 I want to join the dance club

Wang Dazhuang, who originally wanted to make a fuss, was suddenly hit indistinctly, like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilting in place.

Seeing this, Lu Yiming had no choice but to comfort him with a smile and said: "Old Wang, you have to look at it this way, the college entrance examination is the only experience in life, none of us have experienced it, and you are the only one who has a good time, isn't that right?" Is it more balanced?"

Wang Dazhuang thought for a while and felt that it made sense, so he comforted himself: "Well, that's true, you will regret it when you get old!"

Everyone laughed, and Lu Yiming asked, "What would you like for dinner? Do you want to drink?"

Before high school, my classmates were basically from the same city or place, so eating habits and cultural habits were similar.

But going to university is different. Even in the same dormitory, there are many roommates from different provinces and cities. Therefore, everyone has different tastes and habits. It is necessary to move in with each other. That's why Lu Yiming behaved like this Asking is also a reminder for everyone, lest some people like it and some people hate it later.

Ni Cong said: "I can do whatever I want, the taste should be lighter."

Wang Dazhuang said: "Me too, I like sweet things."

Lu Yiming smiled and said: "Coincidentally, we in Guangdong Province like to eat the original flavor, which is relatively light. I heard that the taste of Zhonghai is not too heavy, just right."

"There are also thick oil red sauce, but Zhonghai is a fusion city, with tastes from various places."

"So I suggest to eat barbecue. In this weather, barbecue beer is standard."

"Makes sense."

Several people quickly reached an agreement.

At the end of August, it was still very hot, and when I was in high school, activities such as drinking and eating barbecue were basically strictly guarded by parents.

Now, when I go to university, it is natural that "the sea is wide with the fish leaping, and the sky is high for the birds to fly".

The four of them found a barbecue restaurant near the school that seemed to have a lot of people. This was Lu Yiming's experience. When they first arrived, the taste would definitely be the same no matter which restaurant had the most people. After all, the eyes of the masses are discerning.

If it is true that everyone is at the time at the same time, then consider yourself unlucky.

Of course, for this kind of street barbecue, it depends on whether the business is good or not. You can also check whether the ground at the door is dirty. The dirtier the business, the better the business is. Absolutely not bad.

"Hello, how many people?"

When Lu Yiming and the others entered the store, a boss in a shiny leather bib came up to them with a menu, and greeted them with a smile on his face.

Lu Yiming said, "Four."

"Sit outside or inside? Barbecue or stir-fry? Do you drink alcohol?"

"Just sit outside, get a box of snowflakes, and ask for ice."

"Okay. Here's the menu. You can order it yourself, or you can go to the cabinet to get it."

The boss put down a plastic but curled A4 paper menu, and went to greet other tables.

The four found a folding table outside and sat down.

I don't know how many customers this folding table has served. All four legs are rusted, and they creak when touched a little.

Lu Yiming looked at the greasy menu, but he didn't dislike it. Instead, he sat down casually: "You guys order, I do as the Romans do, I will eat whatever you order."

Ni Cong also looked at Wang Dazhuang with a smile: "Old Wang, order, after all, Lao Wang treats guests."

Wang Dazhuang also had the kind of character that did his part, and he immediately patted his chest and wrapped it up: "Then I won't be polite."

"A little bit, a little bit."

"Twenty skewers of tenderloin, twenty skewers of butter, ten skewers of tofu, ten skewers of kelp knots, ten skewers of cowpeas, two roasted eggplants, and four chicken drumsticks. Let's start with this much, and order if you don't have enough."

"Row."

Wang Dazhuang told the boss the menu, and then quickly opened four bottles of beer, saying: "You can't be idle while waiting for the food, come and walk a few, buddies, to celebrate the fate of our meeting."

"Dry!"

"I haven't tried bottle blowing yet, why don't you try?"

"come."

The four of them raised their necks and drank a bottle of cold beer.

After drinking cold beer, everyone's situation suddenly changed.

Wang Dazhuang casually chatted about what he had seen and heard in school: "Brothers, when I signed up today, I saw a lot of clubs recruiting new students. It seemed very interesting. Do you have any plans?"

Chen Chusheng, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said lightly: "I'm not interested, it's a waste of time."

When these words came out of his mouth, everyone took it for granted, that's the style that Xueba should have.

And Ni Cong expressed his thoughts excitedly: "I have been optimistic about it for a long time, I want to go to the dance club!"

Wang Dazhuang, who was hit by Ni Cong just now because of the college entrance examination, immediately mocked: "You can pull it down, look in the mirror yourself, and see if you agree to the two hundred catties of fat on your body!"

Ni Cong curled his lips and muttered, "Cut, spoil the fun."

Then he looked at Lu Yiming and asked, "What about you? What club are you going to join?"

Lu Yiming thought for a while, and then truthfully informed several roommates of his intention: "I saw that there is an aircraft model club today, and I think it's very interesting. I plan to go play."

"Aeromodelling Club?"

Ni Cong quickly persuaded him: "I think you should leave it. The model airplane club is fun, but it is really expensive. I heard someone say that a model airplane costs tens or hundreds of dollars. It's scrapped once. What family can afford to build like this?"

Lu Yiming blinked and said, "But I heard from others that the Aircraft Model Club is not the top three clubs in the school?"

As a result, Ni Cong couldn't help complaining as soon as he heard this: "They are all children from rich families playing in it, so can they not be in the top three?"

Later, Ni Cong told Lu Yiming what big pitfalls to avoid in the clubs of the school: "There is also the photography club, cameras, lenses, etc., which are too expensive! Do you know that shooting three generations of poor, SLR will ruin your life? I I heard it all from the seniors, these two associations, if you can't get involved, you can't get involved."

Lu Yiming didn't care about money. What he valued was the resources of Furi University's aircraft model club itself.

Zhonghai is originally a developed area and a financial center. According to the country's determination, it will replace Xiangjiang's status, so there are many rich people, and those who play model airplanes are also children of rich people, which means that there are many connections among them.

Not only that, Lu Yiming has a great idea in mind, which can start from the aircraft model club.

Facing Ni Cong's complaints, Lu Yiming said with a smile: "As for hobbies, I'll just go in and have a look. It doesn't cost any money. Maybe people think I'm so handsome and choose me as the president as soon as they go in. Then I can Whoring them for nothing?"

Wang Dazhuang looked surprised, and his eyes directly looked at Lu Yiming, looking right and left, wanting to see if he was drunk: "Are you so bad at drinking? You started talking nonsense after just one bottle of beer?"

Ni Congren sighed, and said, "I've heard that you people from Guangdong Province don't drink well, and today I've learned a lot."

Lu Yiming didn't refute, but said along the way: "Well, I really can't drink, so you drink, I eat meat."

As he spoke, he picked up a roasted chicken leg and took a big bite.

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, moderately salty and fragrant, delicious!"

After eating this meal for more than two hours, three boxes of beer were directly killed, and several people felt a little dizzy.Back in the dormitory, Lu Yiming called Shi Qingxue, told each other they were safe, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Lu Yiming got up and took a shower, then called Shi Qingxue.

"Xiaoxue, do you want to join the club?"

"Okay."

Shi Qingxue readily agreed.

The two met at the school playground.

Today is the last day for registration, and various associations are hurrying to recruit new students.

Lu Yiming looked at the bustling campus, turned his face and asked, "What club do you want to join?"

Shi Qingxue raised her chin and thought for a moment before seriously saying: "Last night, several people in our dormitory were talking about whether to join the dance club."

Shi Qingxue dancing in white stockings and tights suddenly appeared in Lu Yiming's mind, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay."

Seeing that Lu Yiming agreed so readily, Shi Qingxue gasped and said, "Do you have any weird ideas?"

Lu Yiming quickly put on an upright expression: "Don't get me wrong, I definitely don't have any strange thoughts."

"Are you sure you don't want to take the opportunity to go to the dance club to see beautiful women?"

Lu Yiming snorted and said, "I already have you, so I still need to see beauties? Which beauty is as good-looking as you?"

Shi Qingxue felt caught off guard by the sudden love words, and hummed softly, "Slick tongue."

Afterwards, Shi Qingxue asked, "What about you? What club do you want to join?"

Lu Yiming said without hesitation: "Aeromodelling Society."

"Aeromodelling Club? Why?"

Playing model airplanes is probably a unique hobby of men in science and engineering. Anyway, no matter before or after rebirth, Lu Yiming has never seen girls playing model airplanes. Female drone pilots are also pitifully rare, and the proportion is probably lower than that of female programmers. .But in this day and age, model airplanes are novelties that many people have never even heard of.

Lu Yiming said casually, "Because I want to fly into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun."

Shi Qingxue: "..."

The two came to the dance club to recruit new spots.

Then Lu Yiming found that there were more boys than girls around him.

"Fuck..."

This is different from what I imagined.

After careful observation, Lu Yiming found that the boys around were basically there to see the beautiful women.

So Lu Yiming silently raised his middle finger in his heart.

Then he began to look at the beauties around him - no, talented women!
Who can be admitted to Furi University is not a talented woman?

Lu Yiming was watching with a heart of appreciating talents!
"Let's go! Still watching!"

After the registration was over, Shi Qingxue saw Lu Yiming's eyes wandering around, and pinched Lu Yiming's ear angrily: "Didn't you say you don't want to see beautiful women?"

"Hiss...did I say that? Oh, let it go, they are watching, walk around, accompany me to the aircraft model club."

Lu Yiming looked at the boys around him gloatingly at him, and suddenly felt a little bad.

As soon as Lu Yiming left, those boys smiled and then fell silent.

What's so funny?He has a top-notch beauty as his girlfriend, but he has nothing...

Thinking of this, many boys even feel sad, shouting that the law of heaven is unfair.

There were far fewer people at the Aircraft Model Club. It can be said that there were few people there, and there were not many people in sight for a long time.

A square tent with three tables, a president and two vice presidents, sitting here is like three trials, the atmosphere is so dull and scary.

Not a single freshman came to inquire about registration, and they were anxious.

There is no way, because the popularity of model airplanes is very low these days, and many people don't know what model airplanes are.Secondly, even if someone is curious and comes to inquire, after seeing the prices of various model airplanes, they are persuaded by the strength of their dry wallets.

Chen Qingfeng, the president of the Aeromodelling Club, looked at the notebook spread out in front of him, twirling the ballpoint pen in boredom, and said to Feng Yuan, the vice president sitting on his left: "Oh, I only recruited two people this year, maybe I will quit the club again like before. Now the aircraft model club is full of old players, this won’t work, we have to find a way.”

Feng Yuan lay on the table and muttered: "Is there any way to think about it? How about learning a dance club and asking some beautiful women to dance on the playground?"

Yang Shu, the vice president sitting on the other side of Chen Qingfeng, grinned and said with a smile on his face: "It's not impossible."

"No, your size."

Chen Qingfeng said depressedly: "How many women are there among the more than 100 members of the aircraft model team? You can count them on one hand. Would you like to let them dance one?"

It is true that the aircraft model club is strong, basically everyone in it is talented, and their technical strength is extremely strong when they start their hands.

But the number of people is too small. After all, the entry requirements are too harsh, and there are not many families who can afford model airplanes. People with this money may not necessarily like model airplanes. The situation makes model airplanes a headache.

Chen Qingfeng thought for a while and said, "I think the main issue is money. It is too expensive to play model airplanes. If we can solve this problem, there must be many people signing up for model airplanes."

Feng Yuan agreed with his statement: "That's right, many people who came to ask for advice left after seeing the price of the model airplane."

Yang Shu smiled and said, "So, you two, who will pay for it?"

Chen Qingfeng and Feng Yuan looked at Yang Shu together, and said in unison: "Get lost! Talking about money hurts feelings."

At this moment, Lu Yiming and Shi Qingxue walked over.

Seeing someone coming, the three of them lacked interest. They looked up at Lu Yiming, and Chen Qingfeng asked feebly, "Student, are you interested in the aircraft model club?"

Afterwards, when the three of them saw Shi Qingxue beside Lu Yiming, their eyes lit up and they sat up straight.

Chen Qingfeng cleared his throat, and said in a resonant voice: "Student, this student is really astute! Our aircraft model club is one of the three major clubs in the school, and its strength is well-known in the school! Our club has a lot of activities. After joining, we will never Boring. Our club emphasizes the combination of theory and practice, and we can learn a lot of aerospace knowledge. As long as you actively participate in club activities, it will be easy to dismantle and repair planes in the future..."

Before Chen Qingfeng finished playing, Lu Yiming said, "Okay, I'll join, but I have one condition."

Hearing that Lu Yiming was going to join the aircraft model club, several people were very happy. Chen Qingfeng agreed wholeheartedly, "Okay, what's the condition?"

Lu Yiming stated his request straightforwardly: "It's very simple, I want to be the president!"

As soon as these words came out, the three of Chen Qingfeng suddenly changed their expressions, and looked at Lu Yiming unkindly.

Yang Shu said in a deep voice: "Brother, you are not a good person."

Feng Yuan snorted softly, and stood up from his seat, showing his big sandbag fist: "Are you here to mess things up?"

Even Shi Qingxue, who was standing behind Lu Yiming, never thought that Lu Yiming would make such a request.

Chen Qingfeng looked at Lu Yiming with a displeased expression, and sneered: "If you are the president, then what should I be?"

Lu Yiming glanced at him, and said in a natural tone: "If your performance satisfies me, I can consider you as the vice president."

Chen Qingfeng patted the table, stood up, and said coldly: "Young man, you are very arrogant. Tell me, why do you become the president?"

Lu Yiming said flatly: "I'm going to invest 300 million in the aircraft model club. As long as I become the president, the money will arrive immediately."

Chen Qingfeng, who originally wanted to say a few harsh words, suddenly jumped up as if he had been bitten by a mouse.

He walked around the table, stepped forward to hold Lu Yiming's firm and strong hand with a flattering expression, "Hi, President."

Feng Yuan and Yang Shu also stood up straight, and said in unison: "Hi, President!"

Lu Yiming nodded slightly, and said with satisfaction: "That's right. From today onwards, I will be the president of the Aircraft Model Club. You all have to follow my instructions. Do you have any objections?"

Chen Qingfeng gritted his teeth and confessed directly: "As long as the money arrives in the account, I will never go east if you let me go west, and I will never catch chickens if you let me chase dogs."

"exactly."

Lu Yiming was satisfied with the attitude of these people. He said, "All right, you can go through the formalities for me. The club has its own account, right? I'll have someone deposit the money later."

"Yes! President!"

Lu Yiming said: "Okay, you guys go to go through the formalities, I'll take a stroll around, call me when I'm done, this is my business card."

Chen Qingfeng solemnly took the business card with both hands, bent down and said, "Good President."

Looking at the back of Lu Yiming and Shi Qingxue leaving, Chen Qingfeng and the three of them couldn't hide their excitement.

"I'll go, which family's rich second generation is this?"

"I don't know, the face is very unfamiliar, and the accent doesn't look like a local."

"It was 300 million when I opened my mouth. It's really rich."

"Hey, old Chen, why do you think this guy has to be the president of the aircraft model club?"

"That's right, 300 million to buy a position as the president of the aircraft model agency, what is he planning?"

Several people whispered, puzzled.

Not to mention a few of them, even Shi Qingxue didn't understand.

Although she knew that 300 million was nothing to Lu Yiming, she still felt very incredible.

"Why do you have to be the president of the aircraft model club? 300 million is not a small amount. With this money, you can start a club yourself."

Lu Yiming smiled and said: "What I need is the technical background and talents of the aircraft model club. It is too troublesome to start a new one. I am going to take over the whole thing directly, and then do a big thing!"

"What's the big deal?"

"Development of drones."

(End of this chapter)