The Youth League Committee did not approve it, so the Tianxing Society, which was founded by Cheng Ran in the class, came to an end.
To be honest, Shi Jiaxun was secretly happy because after all, these guys were no longer involved in clubs, so they could save their energy to attend classes, or at worst sign up for an association, which was better than starting one themselves.
He didn't think they would do anything weird, he just thought that management and organizing activities would take up a lot of energy, and of course, ordinary students would just let it go. But isn't there Cheng Ran among them? Cheng Ran is a good material, he can't go astray.
But looking at the overall bad state of the class, the depression, the disappointment, the loneliness without their Rothschild rivals, Shi Jiaxun felt reluctant and thought about comforting everyone. After all, the core group headed by Cheng Ran is the soul of the class and cannot be dispersed.
So after the Marxism-Leninism class that day, Shi Jiaxun walked into the classroom, looked at the group of people surrounding Cheng Ran and complained, and walked over.
"How's the situation... I heard the Youth League Committee didn't approve it?"
"Teacher Shi, that's right... What a psychopath!" a boy frowned.
"Hey hey... still better watch your wording." Shi Jiaxun said. In fact, he didn't feel much alienation when interacting with everyone during this period of time. It was as if he was back in the dormitory of college. Moreover, Cheng Ran said that everyone treated him as the eldest brother, and he believed it.
"That's right. I have written the charter in detail. I have looked up a lot of information and adopted some management methods from foreign clubs... I have consulted many people, and my seniors have also been enthusiastic to help and give advice. The student union has people helping us, but why do the Youth League Committee directly deny our efforts?"
"Maybe he hopes you can focus on studying." Shi Jiaxun guided them.
"Isn't this exactly what we are using? With the establishment of this association, we can openly invite some awesome seniors to give lectures in the name of the association. We are also studying computer science, so we can discuss various topics after class to broaden our horizons. How can this not be considered learning?"
"So... it seems so..." Shi Jiaxun nodded.
"But what do they say? The Youth League Committee said it's not appropriate for us to set up a new association, saying that there are already related interest associations and they want to avoid duplication and waste. How can this be the same? They probably didn't even read our submission carefully."
Listening to the people around him talking, Shi Jiaxun felt a little embarrassed. First of all, he was a little surprised by everyone's enthusiasm. Secondly, he didn't expect that they were already well prepared. This was not just a hobby, and it was not the result of his hard work.
"Well... if I don't even take a look... it's really a bit unreasonable..." Shi Jiaxun frowned.
"Right? Teacher Shi, you are our instructor. Can you help us negotiate with the Youth League Committee? We don't want everyone's efforts to go to waste, right?"
"Um… "
Shi Jiaxun felt that something was wrong. Wasn't he here to comfort everyone? But as he spoke, he seemed to be getting a little angry towards the Youth League Committee.
I was just about to shirk responsibility, but the heartless Wang Xinbo had already spoken to everyone, "What do you think? Old Shi comes to ask us about this every few days, which proves that our Old Shi has always been concerned about this matter..."
"Cheng Ran is right. Lao Shi is like a brother to us. Don't worry about this. Didn't we anticipate the possibility of being rejected? Lao Shi will definitely have a way. Who is our Lao Shi? There is no counselor in the School of Planning and Science of USTC who can treat us like Lao Shi, right?"
"Look at the counselor of Computer Science Class 3, Lu Wei. He got angry when he smelled stinky socks in the dormitory and said it was like a pigsty. Unlike our teacher Shi, as long as he says he wants to check, everyone will behave themselves immediately. Don't make Mr. Shi unhappy!"
A large group of people immediately agreed.
This is fucking... it feels good.
Shi Jiaxun paused and said, "How about this, I'll go talk to the Youth League Committee. Since I've agreed to be the instructor for the association you're going to set up, I'll make an appearance."
"Just say it! Old Shi is really nice!"
“Lao Shi, you are this…” Someone gave a thumbs up.
"Alright, alright, study hard, I'll find a way later." Shi Jiaxun stretched out his hand and pressed it in vain, wondering why he had agreed to speak for them again... Wasn't he secretly happy at first that their association didn't approve it? Why did he feel so sorry for their hard work and accidentally agreed to come forward...
Well, just agree. This feeling isn't bad anyway.
…
Shi Jiaxun went to the Youth League Committee.
But it eventually came out again.
After walking out of the Yifu Building where the Youth League Committee office was located, Shi Jiaxun, still holding the materials, sat down in front of the flower bed nearby.
He felt a little tired.
In fact, the Youth League Committee is different from some high-level administrative areas in the school. It is closer to student work and not as cold and mechanical as the school management. So Shi Jiaxun initially thought that as a counselor, he should be able to talk to the teachers above the Youth League Committee.
But it is obvious that today's meeting with the Youth League Committee exposed a scar that has always existed, but most people have never thought of revealing it. However, it is undoubtedly a common scar for grassroots counselors like them.
That is, they can neither be evaluated for professional titles like professors, nor enjoy the treatment of administrative cadres. The greatest hope of a university counselor is to be a rare and outstanding person among the hundreds of counselors in the school and be absorbed into the school's formal administrative system. Otherwise, the prospects of this position are basically bleak and the counselor can only be transferred to another position or leave.
He underestimated the strictness of the school's administrative hierarchy. Even though Jia Zhengsheng was only the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee, he was still one level higher than ordinary counselors because he held an administrative position in the school. So when Shi Jiaxun was in there and sold face for his students, others didn't buy it.
He also "semi-educated" himself as the counselor, saying that students should not be allowed to go astray and that the primary task of a freshman is not to organize association activities without authorization, but to accept the life of a freshman in college. He also criticized his supervisory role as a counselor.
Got trained.
The mission was not completed.
When Shi Jiaxun came out, the first thing he felt was not that it was difficult to tell the students in his class, but he felt helpless and frustrated as a grassroots counselor.
So, coupled with this, there is also confusion about one's future.
He stood up slowly. The people from Tianxing Society were still waiting for his reply.
But how should I tell them
Shi Jiaxun smiled bitterly.
The "Old Stone" you mentioned is not that powerful...
Sometimes a counselor's face is just this much.
Sorry, classmates.