My Sister is Very Obsessive: Chapter 127 : President of the Great Dictator

Under the light yellow umbrella, there were two long tables, and the long table was covered with a red cloth. At this moment, the four of them were sitting idle behind the table, holding their mobile phones.

Compared with the new sites of the associations that I have seen along the way, the new sites of the photography agency can be described as rudimentary to the extreme.

First, there are no special performances that attract popularity, and second, there are no refreshing photography works on display. There is only a white cardboard next to it.

Looking at the appearance, I don't know if I thought it was the new branch site of the calligraphy club next door.

My sister and I walked forward. Just as I was about to ask the club why Naxin was like this, I was snatched up by a schoolboy girl who lowered her head and played with her mobile phone.

She looked at the phone and said without even raising her head,

"There is a form over there, leave your name, college and phone number."

"Cough cough..." I coughed dryly to attract their attention.

Sure enough, the four girls raised their heads curiously. When they saw my sister and I, the two-dimensional girl was the first to stand up in excitement.

"Shen Jun, you are here!"

However, the girl of Xueba glared at me with some dissatisfaction. She didn't say anything, but looked at her sister, and found that her sister was wearing glasses frames without lenses, so she couldn't help but tease her again.

"Yo, I'm still wearing glasses. I have to say, you look more like a young literary woman who writes novels."

The elder sister gave her best friend an angry look,

"What kind of young woman, you are the young woman, obviously you are the invincible and beautiful girl."

The Xueba girl obviously didn't expect her sister to answer this, so she caught her off guard and swallowed the follow-up jokes she had prepared.

I smiled slightly, and said hello to a few girls, and then put the food bag in my hand on the table,

"My sister's treat is a rare opportunity."

My sister, who had just pushed it aside and locked it up, came back when she heard my words that were half damaging to her, so she glared at me angrily.

I shyly smiled and took the disposable lunch box out of the bag.

"I chose the most expensive ones in the cafeteria, so let's eat while it's hot."

The Xueba girl casually pulled the disposable lunch box in front of her, then turned her head and glanced behind her.

"There seem to be two stools in the back, you can move it yourself."

Of course, I don't need my sister to do the rough work of moving stools, and of course, my sister can't do it either.

So, before she winked at me, I gave her an OK gesture and got a look.

The stools are just behind the umbrella, but not two, but three. I chose two stools that looked relatively clean and pulled them into the umbrella.

Then it's lunch time.

In fact, if the club's new recruiting activities are really counted, it is not a chore. For many sophomore students, they are very happy to participate in the new recruiting activities on behalf of their clubs.

It's not that they like to find something to do for themselves, but young people nowadays are very good-faced, and this kind of activity on behalf of the club can allow them to earn enough face in front of their juniors.

Of course, I'm relatively low-key. If it wasn't for the sake of delivering lunch to the Xueba girls, I would have returned to the dormitory by now, washing my sister's underwear.

Although the photography club did not hold any popular activities, nor did it exhibit works related to the theme of the club, the row of girls sitting behind the table to eat was still able to attract a lot of people.

As long as I was sitting and eating for a short while, more than 20 classmates came running over, some came in groups of twos and threes, and some came alone.

The Xueba girl has completely given up on accepting new members of the community. When someone comes over to ask for advice, she will casually throw her head at me.

"Ask him, he's in charge."

I am in charge? I don't know how, but it doesn't matter because I'm really doing the person in charge.

As for the students who come to consult, I generally have a sincere attitude and always answer any questions. Anyway, these students are just like me, just freshmen. Most of the questions asked are very simple, and I easily deal with them.

Seeing that there are almost twenty columns filled in on the form, I am still a little proud.

I flicked the form, with an undercover smile on my face,

"It seems that my work ability is quite strong. In such a short time, more than 20 classmates are interested in joining our club."

My sister closed the lunch box and looked up at me,

"Brother, do you know that everything you do is useless."

The school girl also put down the napkin to wipe her mouth and looked at me with a smile on her face,

"Then keep working hard!"

After speaking, she also stood up and patted my shoulder gently, "I'll leave for a while, and I'll leave it to you for the time being."

The way she patted me on the shoulder showed that she was very optimistic about me, but the smile on her face was a little teasing.

The hard-working girl and I only joined yesterday. Obviously, we don’t know more about the “insiders” of the club than I do, so she didn’t express any opinion, but just like the new members of other clubs, she was silently doing her own thing. The things you can do...

For example, pack the disposable lunch box after eating and throw it in the trash.

The two-dimensional girl looked at me with a hesitant expression, but in the end she just walked to my side, "Shen Jun, you are already very powerful, really."

After speaking, she sat back to her original position.

I'm really a monk with two feet in length, and I can't figure it out.

In the end, when the cute girl who was the vice president saw me "poor", Lian walked in front of me, and waved to me with a blushing face.

I understood what she meant and bent down slightly.

She held her hands into a trumpet shape, came up, clasped my ears, and explained in a low voice,

"This year, the club has finished recruiting new members, so the list in your hand, Junior Brother Shen Le, is useless. Sister Sisi will not let them join."

Her words surprised me so much that I didn't pay too much attention to the warm fragrance radiating from the lovely girl around me.

"This is too...too...too dictatorial!"

I couldn't find an adjective for a while, and it took me a long time to spit out a "dictatorship".

"I think it's pretty good, why do you need so many people, it's not the construction team." My sister picked up my lunch box and handed it to me, "You, let's eat quickly, it's cold. "

I took the lunch box that my sister handed me over, and didn't continue to eat it, but after putting it down, I focused on the expressions of the girls around me. Obviously, they were not dissatisfied with Chen Sisi's dictatorial behavior.

Well, if that's the case, then I'm too lazy to care. After all, Yaonu Chen is too mysterious, and I don't really want to have a conflict with her.

However, although I knew that those students who came to consult would definitely not be our companions, I still tried my best to explain them as thoroughly as possible, and politely asked them to leave their names, colleges and contact numbers.

The author loves a three-legged cat: I recommend two of my friends' works "Urban Teenage Emperor" and "My Teenage Life". If you like it, you can go and see it ^_^