The event ended, and everyone had a great time.
Brother Nan and Zhou Li left the classroom side by side while the Club President and the other officers stayed behind to clean up. But there really wasn't much to clean, as the students not only took their milk tea cups with them when they left but also moved the old-fashioned desks and chairs back to their original spots, tucking the chairs under the tables.
"Can you believe these officers, doing all the grunt work, yet people are still fighting to do it!" Brother Nan said, puzzled.
"Maybe they want to train themselves."
"Train what exactly? They'd get more out of digging soil or hauling manure," Brother Nan disagreed. "It takes a pretty low person to need these petty tasks for training... I think they're just idle!"
"More idle than those who join over ten clubs?"
"I suggest you rephrase that."
