Midsummer Kiss: It's All Love Letters to Blame

Chapter 55 I personally prefer cash

In fact, the school had already aimed at Fan Mindong as the candidate for this provincial music competition, but Meng Chengxuan and Liu Xu both proposed Xia Jingyin.

Xia Jingyin's strength was obvious to all teachers and students in the school at the welcome party. She stood calmly and calmly on the stage, with superb piano skills and a beauty, I believe it would not be a big problem to win the ranking among schools.

However, Zhang Jieer, the vice-chairman, said something amazing. She recommended Lucia, who is also a freshman, because she had heard her piano performance at the disaster relief party at Xixiangfeng Restaurant, and her level Definitely a master class.

It's just that with her unrestrained and carefree personality, I'm afraid she won't agree to participate in the competition; and Xia Jingyin's lazy personality, not chasing fame and fortune, will not bother to care about your school's reputation.

After careful consideration by the principal and all professors, it was finally decided to open the preliminary competition in the school and select talents freely.

The task given to the student union is to make these three people willing to participate.

Fan Mindong is a member of the student union, he is not a problem, the biggest problem now is Lu Xiya and Xia Jingyin.

How can we get them to compete?
Meng Chengxuan signaled Liu Xu to distribute promotional materials: "We will use five days to sign up, then three days to screen out qualified players, and then one day to conduct the preliminary round."

After calculating the time, the two-week deadline was just right.

Fan Mindong interrupted suddenly: "Do you have any prizes?"

"What?" Liu Xu said passionately, "We don't care about rewards for our school's glory."

"It's a bit difficult." Fan Mindong sighed and folded his chest, looking very embarrassed: "Personally, I prefer cash, and I am motivated only by bonuses."

Liu Xu was so angry that he blew his beard and squinted his eyes: "Is this the self-consciousness you should have as a member of the student union?"

Fan Mindong looked at the silent Meng Chengxuan unhurriedly: "Or food rolls or something like that."

"You newborn..."

Meng Chengxuan was agitated, understood what he meant, and interrupted Liu Xu: "This is no problem, and it's a catering voucher for a high-end restaurant. As for the cash, we need to communicate with the principal."

Fan Mindong nodded in satisfaction with a teachable Confucian expression.

"President Meng? We didn't have these regulations before."

(End of this chapter)