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At this time, Miyazaki Airi is comforting everyone in the class, hoping that everyone will continue to rehearse, funding or something... There will always be a way.

Gu Bai stood behind with his brows tightly furrowed, compared to other people around him, he seemed much calmer.

He knows it's useless to mess around, as long as they give up a little interest to each other to talk.

But everyone had been arguing at the door for a long time, but the vice president, An Lan, did not come out.

Several tall and burly boys from the student union held the door to prevent this group of excited people from rushing in.

"We are against class cuts!"

"The vice president comes out! We have something to say!"

"Cutting funding now is unreasonable!"

……

Everyone said what they said, and I kept shouting objections outside the door.

Several student union boys who were guarding the gate got dizzy for a while. They had been guarding for almost half an hour, but the group of protesters still retreated.

As time went on, the protests gradually turned into abuse, and the words became more and more violent and ugly.

Gu Bai, who was standing behind, frowned, but he was in the same camp as this group of people.

Although Gu Bai felt dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't open his mouth to refute anything.

Cursing and spitting stars were sprayed directly on the faces of the boys of the student union who were guarding the gate, making them feel deeply pressured.

Many people worry that their emotions will escalate further in a while, and verbal abuse will turn into armed resistance.

The situation would be dire. Only a few members of the student union could not stop this wave of protests.

"Squeak!"

The door to the conference room was opened.

An Lan walked out with an ugly face.

When everyone saw the person coming out, they became excited and rushed upwards.

"Vice President! We protest!"

"The cuts are unreasonable and should be cancelled!"

"Vice President! Give us an explanation!"

……

As soon as the boys guarding the door saw them, they quickly stopped the group of people coming up, and formed a human wall automatically, protecting An Lan in the middle.

It looks like a star meeting a fan and being stopped by bodyguards.

"Quiet me! Tell me one by one!" An Lan said sharply with a gloomy face.

Many people were frightened by An Lan's fierce aura, and the atmosphere suddenly stagnated and became quiet.

The boys in the student union secretly admired him, feeling a little ashamed.

They sternly stopped it just now, but it had no effect at all. The vice president actually controlled the scene with a single sentence.

It seems that An Lan's ability to become the vice president is not just a vase.

but because she—

There must be something extraordinary.

Chapter 290 Four Arguments

Everyone glanced at each other and exchanged their opinions in private.

They all looked fierce just now, but now they are a little timid.

Because they have to go out to talk one by one, without the cover of the collective, they appear to be much weaker.

This group of people discussed for a long time, but no one took the initiative to speak out.

Looking at these people, An Lan felt a headache.

"Since no one speaks one by one, let's choose a representative and don't speak together."

The protesting crowd looked at me, and I looked at you, and the situation became stalemate for a while.

Gu Bai hesitated for a moment, then strode forward.

When the people around saw it, they stepped aside one after another, forming a corridor with a human wall.

There is a taste of a hero coming out.

In fact, most people know Gu Bai.

After all, he is versatile in style, he is still a handsome guy, and he is somewhat famous in school.

People who are often famous can easily gain everyone's trust.

It gives people a feeling that he is omnipotent, and he is very respected.

Faced with the situation where most people are hesitant and stagnant, Gu Bai can only rely on himself to fight for it, and cannot rely on others.

Gu Bai didn't want the vice president he finally met to end up being upset and broke up.

Such a result would be a bit too bad.

Under everyone's gaze, Gu Bai stepped forward and looked at An Lan with a smile, giving off an approachable feeling.

The effect was not bad, An Lan's first impression of Gu Bai was not bad.

If you come up, you will complain, with raised eyebrows.

An Lan planned to turn around and leave without seeing the group of people.

Let them make trouble, anyway, they can't make any tricks.

The word "drag" is applicable to everything, after all, there are very few people who are patient.

In the long wait, most people will choose to give up.

"You are?" An Lan asked tentatively.

She is not very familiar with the students in the lower grades, and she is not like an ordinary little girl. She can gossip about the handsome guys in the school, and she is not surprised at all when facing Gu Bai.

"I'm the monitor of Class [-], Grade [-], and my name is Gu Bai."

"Really..." An Lan hugged her chest and looked at him calmly, "Let's talk about something."

"Sister An, we have objections to the student union's policy of reducing class funds." Gu Bai said straight to the point.

He doesn't want to procrastinate, time is tight, if he can solve it quickly, he will solve it quickly.

"Oh?" An Lan glanced at Gu Bai, examining him, "What's the reason?"

"Now is an extraordinary period. Money is needed everywhere, so it would be inappropriate to cut expenses." Gu Bai said concisely and quite straightforwardly.

"You also know it's an extraordinary time?" An Lan retorted with a half-smile, and continued, "And then?"

Gu Bai was startled, he didn't expect An Lan to respond with such an almost indifferent attitude, as if he didn't care about the group of people in front of him at all.

An Lan is a veteran at dealing with all kinds of dissatisfaction and objections. Gu Bai wanted to gain something in front of her, and it was even more difficult.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, and many people are rehearsing the show. Tomorrow, we need to purchase a lot of costumes and props, which requires a lot of money. Cutting the event expenses now is tantamount to dredging the bottom of the pot. We simply can't spend so much money to buy costumes and props." .” What Gu Bai said was very intuitive, and it was in line with the mood of most people present.

"Don't worry about that." An Lan looked at Gu Bai calmly, with a serious tone, "I've already told the drama club that you can borrow costumes and props from them."

"This..." Gu Bai was stunned, not because he thought An Lan's method was good, but because this method was too perfunctory, and it didn't seem like he was trying to solve the problem at all.

Moreover, An Lan's attitude is really bad, and she can always feel a sense of contempt in it.

Gu Bai frowned, a little angry.

Because in his opinion, no matter what position a person is in, he must take on certain responsibilities accordingly, and should not deal with others.

This is Gu Bai's outlook on life, seriousness and responsibility are what he believes in.

But An Lan's words and deeds completely run counter to Gu Bai's creed.

Gu Bai's face was livid, and he said in a serious tone, "The drama club specializes in classical drama, and their costumes and props are all relatively old styles, and we can hardly use them."

An Lan raised the corner of her mouth and said calmly, "So what?"

"So what!?" Gu Bai was stunned, a bit disgusted with An Lan's way of speaking, "We need class funds to buy costumes and props, so please don't cut the funds from the student union."

"No." An Lan responded unceremoniously, with a serious tone, leaving little room for maneuver.

"Why?" Gu Bai tried his best to keep his tone calm, appearing polite.

To be honest, at this moment, Gu Bai couldn't laugh like usual.

Because An Lan didn't plan to have a serious talk from the beginning, and she didn't have a trace of sincerity at all. She came out just to appease the group of people, and didn't really want to listen to other people's opinions.

"You also know that this is an extraordinary period. Almost all the funds are used for the construction of the outdoor stage, and there will be no spare money to buy costumes and props for you." An Lan explained with righteous words, and she was serious.

The current situation is like this, and the funding has shrunk severely.

The funds for stage construction are tight, so how can we estimate the needs of the class.

When everyone in the student union is in danger, they have to take into account the life and death of other places. Even if they have ideas, they are absolutely powerless.

"Sister An, are you serious?" Gu Bai asked expressionlessly.

He wondered why the student union was so obsessed with the construction of the stage instead of what everyone really needed.

A Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is essentially a New Year's Eve party. What everyone needs is not a gorgeous stage, but an interesting program.

If it weren't for the reputation of Senior Sister An Lan, Gu Bai would have thought that everyone in the Student Union had brain problems.

The elites in the student union are nothing more than boasting, but in fact they are all mediocre, ostentatious people.

Gu Bai doesn't like conspiracies and power struggles.

He had no idea what that brightly lit and blossoming stage meant to some people.

For the various ministers of the Student Union, it is a low-hanging fruit.

As for An Lan, it was a milestone in defeating Su Xiaomai.

An Lan looked straight into Gu Bai's eyes and found that he was different from the people around him. He had a feeling of wisdom, but he was extremely restrained and never showed it.

At first, An Lan thought that Gu Bai was just a handsome young bird, because of his outstanding appearance, he was praised by everyone, and there was nothing outstanding about him.

But it does look a little different now.

An Lan felt that this junior was very patient and could not express his emotions or anger.

Just like the Su Xiaomai she hates, she has a different appearance, making it completely impossible to guess what's going on in her heart.

An Lan smiled, with a contemptuous expression——

"Of course I'm serious."

Chapter 290 Self-deprecation

Gu Bai's face was calm, even though he heard An Lan's extremely perfunctory answer.

An Lan raised her head and looked at Gu Bai with a half-smile.

Her burgundy hair was dazzling.

Just like the banshee in Greek mythology, her venomous hair is still fresh in my memory.

"Senior An..." Gu Bai said in a flat voice, slightly disappointed, "Don't you think the students will become a little bit wrong now?"

"How do you say that?" An Lan asked back with a smile, she thought that Gu Bai was just a low-grade bastard, and it shouldn't be too easy to deal with him.

"The student union is a bit selfish now." Gu Bai replied lightly, he who usually always smiles to show others, can't smile now.

If the class funding is cut, he has no way to fill the gap.

Because of Gu Bai's class, half of the class participated in the performance.

There are too many places where money is needed.

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean by selfishness?" An Lan asked knowingly, no matter what Gu Bai said, she would prevaricate it with a lack of understanding, a typical politician's method.

"Now the student union only cares about whether their own tasks can be completed, and completely ignore the feelings of other places. Don't you think this violates some core things?" Even if Gu Bai knew that An Lan was practicing Tai Chi, he had no intention of retreating.

Because it's not for Gu Bai himself, behind him is the group of classmates who participated in the performance.

This group of people has been rehearsing together since this week, putting in a lot of energy and sweat.