Withered Broken Ice Blue

After school in the afternoon, Chi Feiwan came to the Youth League Committee office.

There have been a lot of people coming and going in the Youth League Committee office recently. After all, most of the recruitment work for the clubs is handled by the Youth League Committee teachers.

Chi Feiwan called for the report to come in, and as soon as she came in, she attracted everyone's attention. The students who were reading the scripts also turned their heads to look at her from time to time.

She is beautiful and can become the focus of attention wherever she goes, especially because she has a pair of blue eyes.

It’s not that we haven’t seen students with blue contact lenses before, but we have never seen naturally blue eyes, and the people who have them are not mixed-race.

Except for the Youth League Committee teachers, everyone in the office was very surprised about Chi Feiwan.

Because there were so many people, the Youth League Committee teacher asked Chi Feiwan to sit in the office for a while.

Chi Feiwan found a seat and sat down to wait. Her bangs hung down in front of her forehead and she tucked them behind her ears. Her flawless profile astounded everyone present.

Noticing that more and more people were looking at her, Chi Feiwan couldn't help but blush.

The office was filled with a variety of noises. After waiting for half an hour, it was Chi Feiwan's turn.

The Youth League Committee teacher turned around and took out a script for her. "Don't be nervous. Relax."

Chi Feiwan had good manners. She stood there with the script in her hand, her eyes scanning over row after row of Song typefaces. Her voice was clear and melodious, like the gurgling of a stream.

Her expression was focused and confident, she pronounced each word precisely on the correct syllable, and spoke fluently without pauses or mispronunciations.

The only flaw is that it lacks emotion and the script is read in a cold and emotionless manner.

Youth League Committee teacher: "Your Mandarin is not bad, and there is no big problem, but you lack emotion. There will be teachers to guide you."

The Youth League Committee teacher looked around and looked at the student at the desk opposite. "Wang Lili, find out the QR code of the broadcasting club group chat, and then take this student to familiarize herself with the daily work of the broadcasting club. You can take her to a trial broadcast tomorrow at noon."

"The broadcasting club has an internship period, after which you will be assigned a partner and broadcasting time," she added.

"it is good."

Wang Lili is the vice president of the broadcasting club, and she is the one who broadcasts on Monday.

Wang Lili took the key to the broadcasting station and led Chi Feiwan away, introducing them as they walked: "The Broadcasting Club, as the name suggests, is the broadcasting of the broadcasting station, and there are also some event hosts, divided into noon and afternoon. Everyone will be paired with a partner, five days a week, each group is responsible for one day at noon and afternoon. The group is composed of editors and broadcasters. The manuscript matters are handed over to the editor. When it is our turn to broadcast, the manuscript editor will prepare it in advance and put it in the broadcasting studio. The announcer needs to adapt half an hour in advance."

"You can't make mistakes during the broadcast. If you make mistakes, you will be criticized by the Youth League Committee teacher. I made a mistake during the broadcast before and was scolded badly."

Wang Lili opened the door of the studio and introduced the equipment inside to Chi Feiwan, teaching her how to use it, what to pay attention to when broadcasting, and the preparations for work before and after the broadcast.

"Wait for me at the studio entrance tomorrow at 6pm. I'll take you to the test broadcast."

"it is good."

After finishing his work at the broadcasting station, Chi Feiwan ran to the conference room for a meeting.

All the officers of the Student Union made preparations in advance, and the president of the Student Union convened the meeting for them.

The president of the student union is a boy with clear facial features and healthy wheat-colored skin that is delicate and smooth, exuding a unique sunny aura.

"I'm Wen Yan, the president of the Student Union. This recruitment is for freshmen of grade xx. The Student Union is composed of the Organization Department, Photography Department, Propaganda Department... In addition to the daily work of the headquarters, the Student Union is also responsible for... Those who are interested in joining the Student Union can go to the class teacher to fill out the registration form. Each class has only five places, and the deadline is this Friday. If you have any questions, you can ask them now."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people raised their hands to ask questions.

Wen Yan answered them one by one without any impatience.

The meeting lasted for an hour, and many people left. The president of the student union approached Jiang Huaixu and asked, "Student Jiang, are you really not considering joining the student union?"

The ministers of the student union all looked at him expectantly.

He frowned slightly, as if thinking about something. After a moment, he raised his head, smiled and said to the student union representative: "Thank you very much for your invitation, but I refuse to join." His voice was calm and gentle, but with unshakable determination.

Jiang Huaixu paused for a moment, then explained: "I have my own plans and goals, and I would like to focus on these things at the moment."

The people in the student union were obviously a little disappointed, but they also understood Jiang Huaixu's choice.

*

Chi Feiwan came out of the conference room. It was getting late.

She carried her schoolbag and passed by the playground, but was attracted by a figure.

He stood on the badminton court with a strong posture and focused and confident eyes.

Song Jinan swung the racket with ease, and every shot was full of power and skill.

Chi Feiwan saw a high-spirited smile on his face.

She didn't stop with her back to Song Jinan. She stood right in front of Song Jinan. When he was picking up the ball, she noticed Chi Feiwan not far away.

The street lamp above the girl's head fell on her, casting a layer of white light on her, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.