The second day after the news, the hot review showed a straight upward trend.

As soon as Mencius Miao finished his professional course, he immediately went to the office of the student union.

"Knock knock -"

"come in."

When Mencius Miao went in, he found that everyone had already started a meeting.

"Sorry, President, I'm late."

"Well, follow the Convention first."

Mencius Miao immediately put down his schoolbag and squatted down to do a frog jump around his desk.

But a few people laughed, "ha ha ha..." "Poof Pooh."

"She's late for every meeting."

Although they spoke in a low voice, they fell into Mencius Miao's ears. Mencius Miao's face turned red.

"Come on, sit down and have a meeting."

Mencius Miao then stood up, went to his seat and sat down.

"Well, I've finished the matter about the discipline inspection department just now, and then it's the Department of literature and art, Mencius Miao. You're the Minister of the Department of literature and art. How's the top 10 party going?"

Mencius miaocai just took out the pen and paper, and the president asked himself, "president, the security guards won't let us set up stalls in the complex building, so our offline ticketing activities can't be carried out. The seats in the gymnasium may not be full this year."

When she said this, she was also very worried, "how do you do things? Why didn't we coordinate this problem earlier? What about the publicity of posters? "

Mencius looked at the Minister of the Propaganda Department, but he turned his face and pretended not to see it.

"Why don't you talk?"

The president of the student union said fiercely.

Mencius is wonderful but in the heart a burst of uncomfortable, oneself like of person, really don't like her!

"The Minister of publicity said that they were short of manpower and were doing another campaign to publicize the baby eagle cup. I..."

"I've never met a minister of literature and art like you. If you put the blame on others, won't you solve the problem yourself?"

Mencius Miao bit his lip, "I'm sorry, President, it's my lack of ability."

"I'll give you one last chance. If this activity is not well run and the effect is poor, I think you, the Minister of literature and art, should not be appointed as soon as possible."

Listening to the cruel words of the president of the student union, Mencius Miao had to swallow all his tears and nodded.

"The meeting is over."

Looking at the tall figure walking out of the door, the Minister of the Propaganda Department joked: "Mencius Miao, he has no ability to solve the problem, and he still wants to shift the responsibility to others. Why don't you spend some money and go outside to find someone to make some posters? Besides, we all know that you entered the student union because of your president. You just became the Minister of the art department by accident. If you don't have that ability, don't force yourself to give up! "

Other people are holding a posture of watching jokes, "Mencius Miao, you'd better tell the president that you can't do it, so you don't have to lose face in front of him. No, don't lose the people of our student union at that time."

Mencius Miao dropped his schoolbag on the table, "don't go too far, you Li Qian, the poster has always been in the charge of your propaganda department. You keep saying that the propaganda department is busy with the propaganda work of the baby eagle cup. OK, I have to ask, "what did your propaganda department do last night?"

Li Qian snorted with indifference, "hum, of course, we are in the office to help design posters and PPT for the Discipline Department."