Chapter 223 The truth is
Chapter 223 The truth is
Through the brief remarks from the members of the Model United Nations Club, Gu Lu roughly analyzed Zhou Lin's contributions to the Model United Nations.
First, Gu Lu knew about it and invited him to join the club, and used this fame to successfully register with the Municipal Federation of Literary and Art Circles. Secondly, what Gu Lu didn't know was that the previous president Mi Zan and the vice president were both bad, and Zhou Lin was the one who looked up information and wrote articles throughout the process.
At that time, everyone thought it was shameful for one’s own “club” to participate in activities, but Zhou Lin persisted.
Sounding like the protagonist of a movie, no one believed it, but Zhou Lin gradually inspired the other members of the community through his own actions.
Winning the second place in the city’s Model United Nations was undoubtedly the result of teamwork, but without Zhou Lin, the members would have lost confidence.
"The girl with super strength is too strong inside." Gu Lu knew very well how difficult it was to persist in doing something that no one was optimistic about.
"Okay, okay, stop praising us." Zhou Lin waited until the members had almost finished praising us before speaking out to stop them. "Let's start now. We lost to Bashu Middle School in the city's Model United Nations competition last year and lost the qualification to compete in Sijiu City."
The national finals of the high school Model United Nations were held in Sijiu City, and Zhou Lin failed in his first attempt.
"Our club was not well prepared, so we invited our consultant," said Zhou Lin.
In fact, Gu Lu really wants to know, what is the winning or losing of this thing? It should be different from a debate.
Gu Lu didn't know anything, so it was difficult for him to give any advice.
"Advisor, do you want to see us have a real fight?" Zhou Lin said.
"Hmm? Is that okay? Then I'm looking forward to it." Gu Lu said.
"Of course," Zhou Lin arranged, "[South China Sea dispute], according to the information we have collected, Min Xing, you will be in charge of Japan, and Wang Mingjing will be in charge of America..."
In the classroom, members began to sit down in an orderly manner.
Gu Lu and Zhou Lin sat together at the teacher's podium. When the latter said that he would serve as the presidium, what would happen next? He acted very calmly.
"The presidium will now call the roll. Please respond that you are present for the country whose name is called." Zhou Lin said, "America."
Wang Mingjing, who represented the United States at the table, raised his hand and responded, "Present."
"South Korea."
"Attend."
"Neon."
"Attend."
"China."
……
Zhou Lin called the roll, "Total attendance: 18, absolute majority: 12, simple majority: 9, 20% ratio: 4. Now the presidium suggests a motion to open the list of main speakers."
It was quite fresh at the beginning, but Gu Lu soon lost interest because the members' speeches were full of repetitive words and their emotions were quite subjective.
Gu Lu probably knew the ins and outs of Model United Nations. Just like Wang Mingjing, who represented America, he should stand on America's side in the activities and protect his running dog Neon in Asia, instead of talking about justice and fairness.
[Zhou Lin: Very boring?]
Wow, this notebook looks so familiar. I used to chat with notebooks when I was in junior high school.
[Gu Lu: Not well prepared.]
The answer was very tactful. He really missed passing the "note". Gu Lu was surprised. Is the entire city high school model United Nations a makeshift team? This kind of team can get second place.
But the memories were fleeting, because the next meeting with Zhou Lin ended quickly.
Obviously, Zhou Lin's mood was also affected. After all, she happily invited Gu Lu to come and take a look, but she never expected that things would go wrong.
"The demonstration is pretty much like this," Zhou Lin said, "We're not in good shape today. This is related to my sudden attack today. Of course, there must be another reason. There are important people around us, which makes us nervous."
"Big shot?" Gu Lu said, "Me? Is that so exaggerated?" "It's not an exaggeration. Consultant, you are the big shot. To be honest, I was shaking while speaking just now." Wang Mingjing, a sophomore, nodded.
The members continued, "I felt like the head teacher was staring at me," "What head teacher? I felt more nervous than that. It was the principal standing behind me," "Another reason is that the president sat there, and I felt a little unsure."
Really? Gu Lu felt that he was down-to-earth.
In fact, this kind of "respect" is closer to awe and has nothing to do with Gu Lu's own attitude, but comes from those news reports and his works.
"Mingjing, your Mandarin is really good, without any salt and pepper flavor at all. Hahaha, it would be great if my Mandarin was as good as yours."
"Qiqi, where did you look up information about South Korea? It seems like your research is quite in-depth. Can you share your method?"
"Honestly, the biggest improvement is..."
Wait, Zhou Lin’s praise is well-founded.
"They are all pretty good, but we can be better. No. 1 Middle School, No. 3 Middle School, and Bashu are all very strong. Given this state, our Model United Nations preliminary round this week will be a bit difficult."
Zhou Lin asked inquiringly, looking around at the dozen or so core members of the Model United Nations, "Should we find some time this week to discuss this?"
"No problem, make some time," "I'll definitely be there," "I feel it's a bit bad too, the information collected is too one-sided," and so on.
"Let's do it this Friday after school." Zhou Lin set the time.
The girl with super strength was very emotionally stable. Gu Lu could see that Zhou Lin was not satisfied with her performance just now, but she did not blame her. Instead, she accurately grasped the shining points of her classmates.
What touched Gu Lu the most was "we". Zhou Lin always talked about us.
Maybe this is what true excellence is, Gu Lu sighed. If he didn't make a synthetic list, he would never be able to compare with this student who had good grades and strong organizational skills.
Of course, King Gollum would not belittle himself, because he is also working hard to accumulate.
The Model United Nations activity room is busy.
The Shu Ren Literary Society is also busy and is preparing to re-select Fantine.
"You won't come again in the future?" Li Guyuan frowned.
Tangyuan was not in high spirits during the club interaction for the whole afternoon. Fortunately, he was in charge of article adaptation and no members noticed it.
At the end of the meeting, Li Guyuan found Gu Lu.
Li Guyuan fell in love with Qi Caiwei at first sight, and they joined the literature club together.
Later, I was busy competing with Gu Lu and had no time to care about Zhong Qing's little thoughts. Later, when I started to submit articles again, I had even less time.
Facts have proved that in Li Guyuan's heart, competing with classmates and writing are more important than falling in love.
Now - Li Guyuan feels that the relationship between Qi Caiwei and his good brother should be more than friends, so if there is any problem, he should look for Gu Lu.
"I know." Gu Lu listened to Tangyuan's statement.
"Then what? What are you going to do?" Li Guyuan said, "It seems that Qi Caiwei is very serious."
"I am going to talk to CC to see if he can think of a solution that will satisfy both parties." Gu Lu speculated that the key to whether it was caused by Qi's mother was to look at the attitude of the parties involved.
"As long as you have an idea," Li Guyuan took the initiative to bring up something he had not wanted to talk about before, "Do you remember last semester when you asked me why I didn't submit my paper?"
Gu Lu listened attentively. This matter had indeed puzzled him for a long time.
Especially those few days when I found out about it, but then I just... forgot about it. When the old things were brought up again, the dead memories were revived.
(End of this chapter)