Establishing a club was probably something that ordinary freshmen did not even dare to think about. After all, many people lived by the book. Even if they wanted to join a club in university, they would join the ready-made club activities that were more in line with their interests and hobbies.
Some university students felt that participating in club activities was a waste of time. They might as well go back to their dormitories and play games. In their eyes, there was nothing more nostalgic than a dormitory.
Moreover, clubs with various interests as their theme had been established, be it music, literature, or dance. Especially for music, as there were many kinds of music clubs, there were all kinds of music clubs. Perhaps some people did not have strong musical talent, but they always had the dream of being in a band. For example, Fatty Ning Yao from Du Hang's dormitory.
After such popular clubs had been established, what was the point of establishing clubs with a smaller audience? Even if you established one, who would know about you?
There were not as many students who were passionate about participating in club activities as one might imagine. Otherwise, why would so many clubs try to recruit people as soon as school reopened?
Zhao Youyue quickly found the main problem. She did not have enough influence. A club needed at least five members. She also needed a mentor, even if it was just a nominal one.
Anyway, the mentor had her stupid mother, so it should not be a problem. She still needed four club members. Zhao Youyue did not even ask for Han Leng's permission before adding him. Who else? Bai Yunshan would definitely be able to join, but he had already joined the Student Council. There was no way he could join Zhao Youyue's club …
Zhao Youyue did not want to spend money to recruit people into her club. She already considered this club to be her own people. In the future, she could use this as a springboard to enter the Student Council. She could easily recruit her own people into the club.
Zhao Youyue could not help but think of her roommate, He Weiwei. She had gotten along well with her within a few days of entering school. If she put in a little more effort, she might be able to trick He Weiwei into joining her club. First, she had to ask He Weiwei if she already had a club that she wanted to join. If she did, Zhao Youyue would not force her to join.
Including Han Leng and He Weiwei, she was still short of two reliable people. Zhao Youyue felt that she had to use her brain and eyes to see if there were any talented people around her that she could recruit.
The military training continued without anyone noticing. During this process, the freshmen received another mission. They had to memorize the student code of conduct of Jiangnan University. This was because they would be tested after military training. This score was also an important factor in determining the honorary title of "Military Training Pacesetter." At the same time, those who could not score 60 points would have to take a second test.
As soon as this mission was issued, many freshmen complained. The military training was tiring enough. Now, they still had to memorize the student code of conduct.
Unfortunately, the weather was not on their side. The sun shone brightly every day. It was already September, but it felt like July again. Most of the students' skin seemed to darken at a speed visible to the naked eye, except for Zhao Youyue, who was becoming more and more eye-catching.
The number of girls around Zhao Youyue had increased unknowingly, especially during lunch break. Girls from other dormitories in the same class would come knocking on Zhao Youyue's door. Some of them directly asked her how she maintained her fair and smooth skin. Of course, some of them would ask her indirectly, as if Zhao Youyue really had the secret of whitening.
It was all about her physique!
Other than that, Zhao Youyue stayed at home every day. She had all kinds of care, including facial masks. How could the "struggling" students in the dormitory compare?
Zhao Youyue would only stay in the dormitory for a while. Then, she would go to the library to read. She did not take a nap at all. People like her, who could sleep at night, did not need a nap at all.
Most importantly, a nap would ruin her perfect bed. She had already regarded her bed and the tofu quilt as a monument. She would look up to it every day. Instructors who did not know the truth would always use Zhao Youyue's bed as an example when inspecting the internal affairs of the dormitory. They would call on other students to learn from Zhao Youyue, and not to build jerry-built projects …
Zhou Cai, who was in the same dormitory, was always being lectured by the instructors. Instructor Ma probably did not like Zhou Cai at all. One of the reasons was that she was not good-looking and fat. More importantly, it was because she behaved lazily during military training. She always dozed off. She did not learn from her mistakes.
Zhou Cai's quilt felt like it was crumpled into a ball. She really did not have the time to fold it properly. She might not care about such trivial matters, but she did not understand why quilt folding was so harsh. No matter how well-folded the quilt was, it still needed to be covered at night, right?
She had to fold it perfectly the next day. Was she looking for trouble? It was completely superfluous!
Her instinctive resistance made her very passive when it came to quilt folding. Naturally, she was lectured. She was even scolded by the instructors, "A piece of mouse shit spoils the whole pot of porridge."
Because of this, the conflict between Zhou Cai and her roommate, Yu Xuefei, deepened. Yu Xuefei was a person who cared a lot about her reputation. Of course, she valued honor very much. After the military training, she would be evaluated as an exemplary dormitory or something. However, because of Zhou Cai, this dormitory was destined to have nothing to do with this honor.
Even so, Zhou Cai still did not care. She did not need a team, she did not need a team. She could live a good life alone.
Zhou Cai felt that Zhao Youyue was too smart. She could use this method to escape from the meaningless, life-wasting task of folding a tofu quilt. Unfortunately, she was not a local, and her home was too far away from the university. Otherwise, she would have stayed at home every day, and then molded her bed into a monument, so that the instructors could admire it as much as they wanted. She could even admire it as a work of art!
Needless to say, Zhao Youyue's carefree manner, her maintenance of whiteness, and the fact that she was valued by the instructors had aroused the jealousy of a small number of female classmates. Rumors about Zhao Youyue "not returning home at night" had finally spread. Some people even swore that they had seen Zhao Youyue being picked up by a luxury car with their own eyes. As for whether there was a water bottle in the luxury car, it seemed like there was, right?
These days, driving a luxury car to the university to hook up with girls seemed to be very popular. What did it mean to place a water bottle in front of the car window? Various demonstration videos on the internet had also become well-known, even if they were funny videos, such as the water bottle being taken away by the cleaner …
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