Chapter 415
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At this time, campaign propaganda, canvassing for votes within societies, lobbying, and speeches could be found everywhere on campus.
It was like running for governor, senator, or even president outside of campus.
Ivy League universities were born to have politicians. This university, which had produced two presidents, was the real cultivation ground for political talents.
The China Student Union of Columbia University was facing the same problem. The current president had taken advantage of his position and easily got a job offer from CBS.
One could imagine how valuable the position of president was, and how much benefit Zhang Dekai would receive if he succeeded in the competition.
Qin Guan had been busy with his work, but he hadn't expected such a thing to happen. Zhang Dekai, who was anxious beside him, tried his best.
Using the convenience of his position, he drove out the instrument car that was only used during the union's activities. The audio equipment, subwoofers, and high-frequency microphones were all ready.
Zhang Dekai did not forget to print his campaign posters through his connections in the union. Bundles of leaflets with the campaign policy of "cherish the present and develop steadily" were produced overnight.
The next day, Zhang Dekai drove his campaign car on the most crowded road on the Columbia campus.
As the loudspeaker was turned on, every China student who passed by could hear the shouts of the members of the union.
Posters of Zhang Dekai in the traditional Columbia uniform, holding a book, and smiling were plastered all over the corridors of every floor of the campus.
Every time they met an Asian face that passed by, a member who was familiar with Zhang Dekai would stuff a leaflet into their hands.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were strolling along the campus when they saw the bustling scene. Zhang Dekai, who didn't like Qin Guan, shouted at him through a loudspeaker on purpose. "Stop it!
"Student, please vote for me, Zhang Dekai. As a member of the union, I will be very enthusiastic to contribute to the union."
"As a president, I think the student opposite me will definitely agree with my philosophy. You must put the work of the union in your heart."
"What do you think about students who rarely participate in school activities other than studying time?"
Was this an indirect attack on him?
Qin Guan was confused. You're running for president, and I'm going to be my student. We're not even close.
Confused, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei left the car. Xu Xiaoxiao, who had just entered the school gate and witnessed the whole thing, was so angry that his nose twitched.
Oh my? What's going on? Qin Guan didn't want to talk to you, so you challenged him?
Qin Guan didn't put the election on his agenda. Don't worry! He doesn't need to do anything, I'll do it for him!
Not for anything else, but to prevent a disgusting thing like you from going up on stage!
Xu Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes and made a general plan. Rongzhi, who had been operating the mini surveillance flying robot, had almost been hit by Zhang Dekai's car in the air due to the sound of the horn.
Hey! Kid! I didn't like you when you yelled at Qin Guan, but now you've almost ruined my patented technology. You've become my enemy! "Qin Guan thought to himself.
What was this called? This was clearly venting one's anger.
Rongzhi took action as well. The election had nothing to do with him, but now the Frankenstein geek was paying attention to it.
Holding the robot in his hand, Qin Guan was thinking of some evil ideas. Xu took action.
As a student who had been studying at Columbia since he was a preparatory student, he knew the routine of the election. In 10 minutes, he had made arrangements on the phone.
Back in the classroom, Xu extended a hand to Qin Guan. "Do you have any money? Lend me some money. "
Qin Guan was stunned. He was sorting out the materials for the next class, and the kid was asking for money.
"How much?" Qin Guan dug in his jeans pocket.
"I'll give you $1000 first …"
What? I thought you were going to lend me some money to buy milk tea... Xu explained.
"I've registered you in the Union. You'll be participating in this election. Hurry up and give me the campaign funds. Consider it my sponsorship. I'll return it to you tomorrow."
"Do you know? Why are you in a daze? I'm the sponsor behind your campaign, which means I'm acting as your sponsor. No need to thank me. "
Why should I thank you? Did you ask me if I wanted to participate in the election?
Qin Guan glared at him. "I don't have time for that. Don't you see how troublesome the election is?"
"I'll help you with all the time-consuming things. Just tell me if you can go on stage on the day of the election. If you still don't agree … I … I can only cry myself to death in front of you …"
"Why am I so unlucky?" Xu Xiaoxiao started to cry.
Qin Guan covered his face. "Okay, let me know if you need anything."
As soon as Qin Guan handed over the bank card, the election was settled.
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The next day, the campus was livelier than usual. Two Chinese girls in cheongsams and colorful silk were distributing Qin Guan's election materials to the students.
Beside Zhang Dekai's car were two modified campaign cars with Qin Guan's image printed on them, one in black and the other in white.
Qin Guan was smiling brightly in the fancy car, his white teeth peeking through the window.
The colorful balloons were also printed with Qin Guan's portrait. The picture was so beautiful that one could even count the number of his curly eyelashes.
Next to all the posters of Zhang Dekai were Qin Guan's, but the one with the same composition was always one centimeter larger. Zhang Dekai, who had been steady and not ugly, was instantly dwarfed by Qin Guan's image.
In half a day, all the Chinese students at Columbia University knew that such an amazing student was participating in the election. His story could be made into an entertaining novel.
"I remember him. I watched his TV series before I went abroad."
"I didn't know Qin Guan was studying at Columbia until I saw the poster today. People in China said he was a God of Studies. I didn't expect it to be true."
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