Opposite the video, Gao Yi sat down and said very directly:
"We are all classmates. For this kind of thing, there is no need for you and me to argue and make our faces turn red. How about this? Let's vote directly. I agree..."
"no!"
Du Yuan slammed the table and refused: "Are you kidding? If you are wrong, you are wrong! When can mistakes be erased by voting?"
"He's not wrong."
Another cold female voice suddenly sounded.
Du Yuan immediately looked in that direction, his face changing slightly.
My bad premonition seems to have come true.
The literary girl with a calm temperament held her cheek in one hand and closed the "1984" in front of her with a "pop" sound.
On the surface, the literary club president is just an idle member of an extracurricular club, but secretly, this senior is also the deputy department in charge of discipline inspection, student killing, and death.
This is also the reason why she can attend today. In addition, President Guzheng and others are actually the same.
Just a beautiful vase doesn't qualify it to be here.
She looked as elegant and calm as ever, but the words of the literary president seemed to reveal an inexplicable aggression: "Junior Gao Yi participated in the design and planning of the event throughout the entire process, and he is serious and responsible. I can vouch for that."
"He deserves this credit."
Her words seemed to have some meaning.
But as soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent for an instant.
Because of this guy, the deputy director of real power actually spoke up?
The boys glanced at the two presidents in a timid manner, and then looked at Gao Yi on the phone screen with envy mixed with disbelief.
Who is this guy? He was lying on President Guzheng’s cell phone, and asked the president of Literary Society to call him. He hooked up with two people at once without any explanation. Is it so outrageous?
Gao Yi himself couldn't help but feel a little guilty at this time, but after all, since the original owner who took the credit had no grudges, he would admit it shamelessly.
Du Yuan's face looked extremely ugly at this time.
However, he would not admit defeat, but instead tried to find the other party's flaws: "As far as I know, there is also a clothing club participating in this event. The school girl gave credit to Gao Yi without saying a word. Regardless of whether it is true or not, first of all, whether
Are you too inconsiderate of their feelings?"
This counterattack actually has some alienating meaning.
But the president of fashion design...is the one from Xie Yingying's club.
Not only was he taught by Gao Yi, but he also used to be a teammate at the poker table. It can be said that he is very familiar with him.
The senior sister ignored the chairman's expectant gaze, kept a straight face, and tried to maintain a calm posture, and read: "Senior Gao Yi, I... take credit for the most great work, I have no objection."
Bang.
Du Yuan slapped the table as if he was giving up on himself, and became incompetent and furious: "I'm going to sue you for forming a clique!"
"Du Yuan, you have gone too far!"
The chairman, who had been offline for a long time, finally seized this opportunity to appear and scolded the frustrated Du Yuan.
Unexpectedly, the other party ignored him at all. Instead, he kept questioning the presidents on the opposite side loudly.
"How much benefit has the surnamed Gao given you? How dare you help him like this?!"
The literary president frowned and looked at the hard-shell copy of "1984" in front of him, thinking about whether to slap him on the ear with the book.
When she was learning Sanda, no one dared to be so unreasonable to her.
On the other side of the screen, a classic conversation began.
"Xiao Gao, I have a request. Can you go over and beat up this Du Yuan now?"
During this live broadcast, Xiao Di felt that his blood pressure was rising, and he wished he could go over and beat this treacherous person.
"It's not necessary. He will send it sooner or later."
Gao Yi's whole body was sore now and he didn't want to move a finger.
"But he has someone."
"Backstage?"
"Yes, backstage, aren't all the bad guys Xiao Gao encounters like this? For their own benefit, they will do anything. Xiao Gao, you know best, right?"
"but……"
Gao Yi hesitated and touched his chin: "I have almost broken away from the student group. I really can't do this..."
"Xiao Gao!"
Xiao Di was so angry that she jumped up and down: "You just think it's nice to vent your anger on me..."
It raised a dog paw and said with indignation, "Use Yanquan on him."
"..."
Gao Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around, groped in his pocket, and poured water into the cup on the coffee table: "You are so boring for me to reproduce classics every day."
Rustle~
Gao Yi reached out and broke off a few pills from a plate...
- blue pill!
Meeting site.
"Xia Zijin, you, Tao Xiaonian and Qiu Yao have colluded, right? Others say that Gao has neglected his duties, but you are the only one who has worked hard and achieved great results..."
"That's enough, Du Yuan!"
Seeing that Du Yuan was still asking endless questions, the chairman finally couldn't sit still. It was reported that the scandal was minor, and it would be bad if some physical conflict broke out.
Whether or not there are limbs involved in the quarrel is a completely different matter. Once an incident occurs, everyone will self-destruct, and no one will get any good results.
But before he could step forward, he heard Du Yuan scream.
What's wrong?
Everyone was confused.
The literary president was confused. He hadn't even touched the book yet. What's your name?
Du Yuan was also stunned, he... Ouch!
Ouch!
There was no time for mental activity at all. He was like a man suffering from a sudden mental illness. He kept screaming in pain. When the pain on his cheek subsided, he softened and lay back on his seat.
"What...are you doing?"
The chairman tried his best to speak, but still didn't know how to speak.
Just as Du Yuan was about to say a few more words, he felt the severe pain coming from his left and right cheeks again. He quickly closed his mouth and walked out of the activity room without saying a word.
Gao Yi lost his target and finally stopped moving in the void.
This matter has finally come to light.
"Okay~ Little Kebi is finally not annoyed anymore."
Gao Yi ended the video call and gave the dog a gentle slap on the head: "Next time if you want to be beaten, just put a sack on yourself on the way home from school. Don't look for me. I'm very busy."
Xiao Di was dissatisfied and said: "I obviously saw that you were having a lot of fun playing. Besides, the incident has just ended, so what do you have to do?"
Gao Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said to the A4 paper on the coffee table in front of him: "Here, this is what I am busy with."
The little flutist stood up and read again and again while lying down.
"The negotiation meeting (has been exterminated)...the contact person, Director Tao...the mastermind behind the scenes...suspected to be a figure from the Executive Directorate..."
It sees many connected character relationship curves, starting with the black-robed man in the Ice and Snow Festival, but ending with the business meeting in the rainy city, including Director Tao and his subordinates, all linked to each other.
Finally, Gao Yi wrote two words.
"Faction".
"Faction?"
Xiao Di chewed on these two words and wondered: What does it mean?"
Gao Yi didn't even raise his head. He stretched out a hand and pointed: "Those behind the scenes → Cooperation ← Negotiation Meeting."
"Director Tao → Contact → Negotiation Meeting."
"Director Tao → Distrust → Combat Team."
"The ownership of the combat team belongs to the Operations Department of the General Administration. Director Tao does not want the people in the Operations Department to know."
"The person behind the scenes → keep it secret → the leader of the operations department."
"Did you see anything?" Gao Yi asked.
Xiao Di raised his head: "The... faction within the Executive Directorate? It can't be so serious, right?"
"Why isn't it so serious?"
Gao Yi showed an unclear look and added: "Behind the General Administration, there are eight people with eight seats..."