Reborn not to be a simp, the school beauty's whole family goes crazy

"It needs to be glued back on to ensure it looks perfect during the performance."

As Chu Mengran muttered to herself, she placed the prop sword on the table beside her, her eyes revealing her meticulous attention to detail and her unwavering pursuit of a perfect event presentation.

Time slips away quietly, and before we know it, it's almost noon.

Chu Mengran finally got a rare moment of rest amidst her busy schedule.

She sat wearily in the somewhat worn-out chair in the office, which made a slight creaking sound, as if sighing for her hard work.

She slowly raised her hands and gently rubbed her temples, which were aching from long hours of work. Her movements were full of exhaustion and helplessness.

The various tasks of the event came at her like a surging tide, one after another, making her feel overwhelmed, as if she were in a turbulent sea, struggling to move forward.

Despite her best efforts to remain calm and deal with everything methodically, the anxiety deep within her was like a persistent shadow, following her closely and relentlessly.

She knew that this event was undoubtedly a crucial turning point for the future development of the organization.

If the event is ruined, it will not only seriously affect the reputation of the club in the eyes of teachers and students at the school, but will also greatly disappoint those students who have always firmly supported the club.

Thinking of this, Chu Mengran felt a strong sense of helplessness. After hesitating for a moment, she resolutely decided to ask Chen Dong, the person who had always given her support and strength, for help.

She carefully took out her slightly worn cell phone from her pocket, her fingers trembling slightly as she dialed a familiar number.

The moment the call connected, the familiar and warm voice came through the receiver, and Chu Mengran's tense nerves seemed to relax a little.

"Dongzi, this is Mengran. I'm facing a lot of tough problems right now, and I feel completely lost and have no idea what to do."

Chu Mengran's voice carried a clear hint of weariness and deep helplessness, like a little bird lost in a storm.

"Mengran, don't rush. Take a few deep breaths to calm yourself down. Then tell me slowly what exactly is wrong?"

Chen Dong's voice came from the other end of the phone, steady and gentle, like a warm spring breeze that gently caressed Chu Mengran's heart, bringing her a sense of inexplicable peace of mind.

Chu Mengran took a deep breath and told Chen Dong in detail about the sudden problem with the sound equipment and the various conditions of the costumes and props.

Chen Dong listened attentively on the other end of the phone, occasionally responding with short "uh-huh" or "yes" to show that he was listening intently.

After Chu Mengran finished speaking, Chen Dong thought for a moment and gave his advice in an orderly manner: "Mengran, regarding the audio equipment, in addition to continuing to actively communicate with the rental company, you might as well try asking the school's logistics department."

"As far as I know, schools usually keep some spare audio equipment in order to deal with similar emergencies."

"You sincerely explain to the logistics staff the urgency and importance of our event, and see if they can lend us their spare sound system for emergency use."

"As for the costumes and props, select a few students from the club who are skillful and good at handicrafts, and have everyone work together to repair them. Many hands make light work, and this will be much faster."

"In addition, I suggest you create a detailed list of issues, clearly prioritizing them according to their importance and urgency, and focusing your efforts on resolving the most critical and urgent problems first. This will not only improve problem-solving efficiency but also ensure that the core aspects of the event are not affected."

Chen Dong's every word was like a precise arrow, hitting the nail on the head and pointing Chu Mengran in the right direction.

As Chu Mengran listened attentively, she quickly took notes in her notebook. Her initially anxious and flustered gaze gradually became firm and confident.

"Dongzi, you're absolutely right! How come I didn't think of those solutions? I'll do as you say right away, contact the logistics department immediately, and organize classmates to help repair the costumes and props. Thank you so much, Dongzi!"

Chu Mengran's voice was filled with gratitude and excitement, as if she had seen a glimmer of light in the darkness.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Mengran immediately took swift and decisive action.

She hurried to the school's logistics department, where the office was filled with the smell of old paper and disinfectant.

She found the teacher in charge of equipment management. The teacher had some gray hair, wore reading glasses, and was busy at a desk piled with documents.

Chu Mengran knocked politely on the door. When the teacher looked up, she said sincerely, "Hello, teacher. Our club is going to hold a very important cultural exhibition this afternoon. However, the rented sound equipment has encountered an unexpected problem and may not be able to be delivered on time. I heard that the school has spare sound equipment. Would you be able to lend it to us for emergency use? We will definitely cherish it and return it in good condition immediately after the event."

As Chu Mengran spoke, she looked at her teacher with expectant eyes, her hands unconsciously clasped tightly together in front of her.

The teacher put down the documents in her hand, adjusted her glasses, thought for a moment, and said, "We do have spare speakers, but you need to return them as soon as you're done using them, as we have other activities to do later. Also, be careful when using them and don't break them."

"Thank you so much, teacher! We will definitely use it carefully and return it on time. Thank you so much!"

Chu Mengran said excitedly, her face beaming with joy, her heart finally settling down.

After resolving the immediate problem of the audio equipment, Chu Mengran rushed back to the club office.

She quickly selected several students from the club who were good at handicrafts, and they sat around the office table and began to work together to repair the costumes and props.

Some students, needles and thread in hand, were intently mending the seams of their dance costumes, their focused expressions resembling a sacred ritual; others were carefully gluing back the decorations that had fallen off their prop swords, muttering to themselves, "Make sure it's glued on properly, it can't fall off again."

While everyone was busy, they also had a lively discussion about the event's schedule, chatting and laughing in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Thanks to everyone's joint efforts, the problem of costumes and props was finally resolved. Every costume was brand new, and every prop was in perfect condition.