Chapter 460 I Want to Join the Dance Club
Wang Dazhuang, who originally wanted to show off, was suddenly devastated. He was like an eggplant hit by frost, and he lay there wilting.
Seeing this, Lu Yiming could only smile and comfort him, "Old Wang, you have to look at it this way. The college entrance examination is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. None of us got to experience it, but you enjoyed it. Isn't this more balanced?"
Wang Dazhuang thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he comforted himself: "Yeah, that's true. You will definitely regret it when you are old!"
Everyone laughed, and Lu Yiming asked, "What are we having for dinner? Do you want to drink?"
Before high school, my classmates were basically from the same city or place, so their eating habits and cultural habits were similar.
But it’s different when you’re in college. Even if you’re in the same dormitory, most of your roommates come from different provinces and cities. Therefore, everyone’s tastes and habits are different, and mutual accommodation is necessary. That’s why Lu Yiming asked this question, and it’s also a reminder for everyone to avoid a situation where some people like someone and some people dislike someone.
Ni Cong said: "I don't mind anything, I prefer something lighter."
Wang Dazhuang said: "Me too, I like sweet food."
Lu Yiming smiled and said, "What a coincidence. We in Guangdong like to eat the original flavor, which is also relatively light. I heard that the flavor here in Zhonghai is not heavy either, which is just right."
“There are also those with thick oil and red sauce, but Zhonghai is a fusion city, and there are flavors from all over the place.”
"So I suggest we go have a barbecue. In this kind of weather, barbecue and beer are the must."
“That makes sense.”
Several people quickly reached a consensus.
The weather at the end of August was still very hot, and when I was in high school, activities like drinking and eating barbecue were basically strictly prohibited by parents.
Now that I’m in college, naturally “the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.”
The four of them found a barbecue restaurant near the school that seemed to be crowded - this was Lu Yiming's experience. When he first arrived, he knew which restaurant had more people would surely have good taste, after all, the public had sharp eyes.
If everyone really happened at the same time, then we'd just have to consider ourselves unlucky.
Of course, for this kind of street barbecue, to see whether the business is good or not, you can also see whether the ground at the door is dirty. The dirtier the ground, the better the business. It would be best if the ground is covered with greasy and black dirt. As long as you can tolerate this environment, the taste will definitely not be bad.
"Hello, how many people are you?"
When Lu Yiming and his friends entered the store, a boss wearing a shiny leather bib came up to them with a menu and greeted them with a smile on his face.
Lu Yiming said: "Four."
"Sit outside or inside? Grill or cook? Drink or not?"
"Just sit outside. Get a box of snowflakes. Ice."
"Okay. Here's the menu, you can order yourselves or get it from the counter."
The boss put down a laminated but curled A4 paper menu and went to serve other tables.
The four of them found a folding table outside and sat down.
This folding table has served countless customers. Its four legs are all rusted and creak when touched. The yellow paint surface is all chipped and scratched, and has been soaked black by oil.
Lu Yiming looked at the menu covered with a layer of grease, but he didn't dislike it. Instead, he sat down casually: "You guys order. I follow the local customs. I'll eat whatever you order."
Ni Cong also smiled and looked at Wang Dazhuang: "Old Wang ordered, after all, Old Wang is treating."
Wang Dazhuang was also the kind of person who would not shirk responsibility, and he immediately patted his chest and took the responsibility: "Then I won't be polite."
"Click, click, click. Just order whatever you want."
"Twenty skewers of tenderloin, twenty skewers of butter, ten skewers of tofu, ten skewers of kelp knots, ten skewers of cowpea, two roasted eggplants, and four chicken legs. This is all for now. If you're not enough, order more."
"OK."
Wang Dazhuang told the boss about the menu, and then quickly opened four bottles of beer, saying, "You can't just sit there while waiting for the food. Come on, brothers, have some to celebrate our meeting."
"Dry!"
"I haven't tried blowing a bottle yet, how about giving it a try?"
"Come on."
The four of them tilted their heads back and drank a bottle of cold beer in one gulp.
After drinking the cold beer, everyone's mood suddenly changed.
Wang Dazhuang casually talked about what he saw and heard in school: "Brothers, when I signed up today, I saw that many clubs were recruiting new members. It seemed very interesting. Do you have any plans?"
Chen Chusheng, who had been silent for a long time, said lightly: "I'm not interested. It's a waste of time."
When these words came out of his mouth, everyone felt it was natural. After all, a top student should have this style.
Ni Cong excitedly expressed his thoughts: "I've already decided, I want to join the dance club!"
Wang Dazhuang, who had just been hit by Ni Cong because of the college entrance examination, immediately mocked him: "Come on, look in the mirror and see if the two hundred pounds of fat on your body agrees!"
Ni Cong curled his lips and muttered, "Tsk, what a bummer."
Then he looked at Lu Yiming and asked, "What about you? Which club are you planning to join?"
Lu Yiming thought about it, and then told his roommates his intention: "I saw a model airplane club today, and it seemed interesting. I plan to go and have some fun."
"Model aircraft club?"
Ni Cong quickly persuaded him, "I think you should give up. Model airplane clubs are fun, but they are really expensive. I heard someone say that a model airplane costs tens or hundreds of dollars, and it might be scrapped after flying once. What family can afford to build one like that?"
Lu Yiming blinked and said, "But I heard from others that the Model Aircraft Club is one of the top three clubs in the school, isn't it?"
As a result, Ni Cong couldn't help but complain when he heard this: "All the children in it are from rich families, how can they not be in the top three?"
Afterwards, Ni Cong told Lu Yiming which clubs in school have big pitfalls that he should avoid in advance: "There's also the photography club. Cameras, lenses, and so on are so expensive! Photography can make you poor for three generations, and a DSLR can ruin your life, you know? I heard this from seniors. If you can avoid these two clubs, don't get involved."
Lu Yiming didn't care about the money. What he valued was the resources of the Model Aircraft Club of Fu Ri University.
Zhonghai is a developed region and a financial center. According to the country's determination, it is intended to replace Hong Kong's status, so there are many rich people. Those who play with model airplanes are all children of wealthy families, which means there are many connections among them.
Not only that, Lu Yiming also had a great idea in his mind, which could start from the model aircraft club.
Facing Ni Cong's complaints, Lu Yiming smiled and said, "It's just a hobby. I'll just go in and take a look. It doesn't cost any money. Maybe others will see how handsome I am and choose me as the president as soon as I go in. Then I can get their favor for free, right?"
Wang Dazhuang looked surprised, and his eyes flickered from side to side at Lu Yiming, trying to see if he was drunk. "Are you such a poor drinker? You're talking nonsense after just one bottle of beer?"
Ni Congren sighed and said, "I've heard that you Guangdong people can't drink much, but today I've learned something new."
Lu Yiming did not refute, but instead said: "Well, I really can't drink much, so you guys drink and I eat meat."
As he said that, he picked up a roasted chicken leg and took a big bite.
“Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, just the right amount of salty and fragrant, delicious!”
This meal took more than two hours, and they drank three boxes of beer. Everyone felt a little dizzy. Back in the dormitory, Lu Yiming called Shi Qingxue, reported that they were safe, and then went to sleep.
The next morning, Lu Yiming got up, took a shower, and called Shi Qingxue.
"Xiaoxue, do you want to join the club?"
"OK."
Shi Qingxue readily agreed.
The two of them agreed to meet on the school playground.
Today is the last day for registration, and various clubs are seizing the last minute to recruit new members.
Lu Yiming looked at the bustling campus, turned around and asked, "What club do you want to join?"
Shi Qingxue raised her chin and thought for a moment before she said seriously, "Last night, several people in our dormitory were talking about whether they should join the dance club."
Lu Yiming's mind suddenly popped up the image of Shi Qingxue dancing in white stockings and tights, and he said hurriedly, "Okay, okay."
Seeing that Lu Yiming agreed so readily, Shi Qingxue exclaimed, "Do you have any weird ideas?"
Lu Yiming quickly put on a gentlemanly expression: "Don't misunderstand me, I definitely don't have any weird thoughts."
"Are you sure you don't want to take this opportunity to go to the dance club and see the beauties?"
Lu Yiming sneered and said, "I already have you, why do I need to look at beauties? Which beauty is as pretty as you?"
The sudden love words caught Shi Qingxue off guard, and she snorted, "Slippery tongue."
Then, Shi Qingxue asked, "What about you? What club do you want to join?"
Lu Yiming said without hesitation: "Model Aircraft Club."
"Model aircraft club? Why?"
Playing with model airplanes is probably a unique hobby for science and engineering men. Regardless of whether it was before or after his rebirth, Lu Yiming had never seen girls playing with model airplanes. There were also very few female drone pilots, and the proportion was probably lower than that of female programmers. In this era, model airplanes are even a newfangled gadget that many people have never even heard of.
Lu Yiming said casually: "Because I want to fly to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun."
Shi Qingxue: “…”
The two came to the dance club's recruitment point.
Then Lu Yiming discovered that there were more boys than girls around him.
"Fuck..."
This is different from what I imagined.
After careful observation, Lu Yiming discovered that most of the boys around him were here to see the beauties.
So Lu Yiming silently raised his middle finger in his heart.
Then I started looking at the beauties around me—no, the talented women!
Who among those who can be admitted to Fu Ri University is not a talented woman?
Lu Yiming is watching with an appreciation for talent!
"Let's go! Still watching!"
After the registration was over, Shi Qingxue saw Lu Yiming's eyes rolling around, and immediately pinched Lu Yiming's ears angrily: "Didn't you say you don't look at beautiful women?"
"Hiss...did I say that? Oh, let go, they are watching. Come on, come on, accompany me to the model aircraft club."
Lu Yiming looked at the boys around him looking at him with gloating eyes, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
As soon as Lu Yiming left, the boys laughed and then fell silent.
What's so funny? They have top-notch beauties as their girlfriends, but I have nothing...
Thinking of this, many boys even felt sad and cried out that the world was unfair.
There were much fewer people at the model aircraft club. It could be said that it was completely deserted. I didn't see anyone for a long time.
There were three tables in a square tent, a president and two vice presidents sitting there like a three-person trial. The atmosphere was so depressing that it was frightening.
There wasn't a single new student coming to inquire about registration, and they were very anxious.
There is no way. First, the popularity of model airplanes is very low these days, and many people don’t know what model airplanes are. Second, even if someone is curious and comes to ask about it, after seeing the prices of various model airplanes, they are discouraged by their empty wallets.
Chen Qingfeng, president of the model airplane club, looked at the notebook spread out in front of him, twirling his ballpoint pen idly, and said to Feng Yuan, the vice president sitting on his left, "Oh, we only recruited two people this year, and they might quit like before. The model airplane club is full of old players now, so this won't do. We have to think of a solution."
Feng Yuan lay on the table and muttered, "Is there any way to think of this? How about starting a dance club and asking some pretty girls to dance on the playground?"
Vice President Yang Shu, who was sitting on the other side of Chen Qingfeng, grinned and said, "It's not impossible."
"No, you head."
Chen Qingfeng said gloomily, "How many women are there in the model airplane team with more than 100 members? You can count them on one hand. Why don't you ask one of them to try?"
It is true that the model aircraft club is very strong. Almost everyone in it is a talent. When it comes to hands-on work, each of them has very strong technical skills and can make model aircrafts amazing.
But the number of people is too small. After all, the entry requirements are too harsh. There are not many families who can afford model airplanes, and those who have the money may not necessarily like model airplanes. This situation is a headache for the model airplane club.
Chen Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "I think it's mainly a money issue. Model airplanes are too expensive. If we can solve this problem, there will definitely be a lot of people signing up for the model airplane club."
Feng Yuan agrees with him: "Yes, many people who come to consult leave after seeing the price of the model airplanes."
Yang Shu smiled and said, "So, you two, who will pay?"
Chen Qingfeng and Feng Yuan looked at Yang Shu together and said in unison: "Get lost! Talking about money hurts our feelings."
Just at this moment, Lu Yiming and Shi Qingxue came over.
Seeing someone coming, the three of them were also uninterested. They looked up at Lu Yiming and Chen Qingfeng asked weakly, "Classmate, are you interested in the model airplane club?"
Then, when the three of them saw Shi Qingxue beside Lu Yiming, their eyes suddenly lit up and they sat up straight.
Chen Qingfeng cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "Classmate, this classmate is really discerning! Our model airplane club is one of the three major clubs in the school, and its strength is well-known in the school! Our club has rich activities, and you will never be bored after joining. Our club emphasizes the combination of theory and practice, and you can learn a lot of aerospace knowledge. As long as you actively participate in club activities, it will be easy to dismantle and repair airplanes in the future..."
Before Chen Qingfeng finished his speech, Lu Yiming said, "Okay, I'll join, but I have one condition."
When they heard that Lu Yiming wanted to join the model airplane club, they were all very happy. Chen Qingfeng readily agreed, "Okay, what are the conditions?"
Lu Yiming stated his request directly: "It's very simple, I want to be the president!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Qingfeng and the other two all changed their expressions and looked at Lu Yiming with unfriendly eyes.
Yang Shu said in a deep voice: "Brother, you are here with bad intentions."
Feng Yuan snorted, stood up from his seat , and showed his big fist: "Are you here to mess things up?"
Even Shi Qingxue, who was standing behind Lu Yiming, did not expect that Lu Yiming would make such a request.
Chen Qingfeng looked at Lu Yiming with an unhappy expression and sneered: "If you are the president, what should I be?"
Lu Yiming glanced at him and said as a matter of course: "If you perform to my satisfaction, I can consider making you the vice president."
Chen Qingfeng slammed the table, stood up, and said coldly: "Young man, you are very arrogant. Tell me, why do you want to be the president?"
Lu Yiming said calmly: "I plan to invest 3 million in the model airplane club. As long as you become the president, the money will be deposited immediately."
Chen Qingfeng, who was about to say a few harsh words, suddenly jumped up as if he was bitten by a rat on the butt.
He walked around the table, stepped forward with a flattering look, and shook Lu Yiming's strong hand: "Hello, President."
Feng Yuan and Yang Shu also stood up straight and said in unison: "Hello, President!"
Lu Yiming nodded slightly and said with satisfaction: "That's right. From today on, I will be the president of the model aircraft club. You all have to listen to my command. Is that ok?"
Chen Qingfeng gritted his teeth and admitted his mistake: "As long as the money is in my account, I will never go west if you tell me to go east, and I will never catch chickens if you tell me to chase dogs."
“Yes, yes, yes.”
Lu Yiming was satisfied with the attitude of these people. He said, "Okay, you can help me with the formalities. The society has its own account, right? I will have someone deposit the money into it in a moment."
"Yes! President!"
Lu Yiming said, "Okay, you guys go and handle the formalities. I'll just walk around. Call me when you're done. This is my business card."
Chen Qingfeng solemnly took the business card with both hands, bent down and said, "Okay, President."
Looking at the departing backs of Lu Yiming and Shi Qingxue, Chen Qingfeng and the other three could not hide their excitement.
"Oh my god, which family's rich second generation is this?"
"I don't know. He looks unfamiliar and his accent doesn't sound like a local."
"Three million right away. You're really rich."
"Hey, Lao Chen, why do you think this guy must be the president of the model airplane club?"
"Yes, he spent three million to buy the position of president of the model airplane club. What does he want?"
Several people were whispering to each other, puzzled.
Not to mention them, even Shi Qingxue was very confused.
Although she knew that three million was nothing to Lu Yiming, she still felt it was incredible.
"Why do you have to be the president of the model airplane club? Three million is not a small amount of money. With this money, you can start your own club."
Lu Yiming smiled and said, "What I need is the technical background and talents of the model aircraft club. It's too troublesome to start a new one. I plan to take over the whole thing and do something big!"
"What's the big deal?"
“Develop drones.”
