Yu Songsong: This Senior Sister Is a Bit Abstract

On the other side.

Yu Songsong was sitting in a chair slacking off, her volunteer vest tossed to the side.

She opened her phone, intending to contact the senior student recommended by Jiang Linyuan.

This senior had quite a personality; her screen name was Green Tea Simps Die Badly.

With a name as resentful as a scorned woman, could it be that her boyfriend had been snatched away by some Little Green Tea?

I should be careful when chatting with her.

Thinking this, Yu Songsong sent a message over:

"Hello, Senior! I was referred by Senior Jiang. I wanted to ask how you usually go about your studies?"

"What's your name? How should I address you?"

"Yu Songsong, just call me Yu Songsong."

"Let me see you."

Yu Songsong was a bit confused. Could this be a male senior?

Why would she ask to see someone right off the bat?

"It's hard to explain online. Let's set a time to meet in person."

Oh, so that's what she meant.

Yu Songsong thought for a moment and probed:

"Would Sunday at the school library work?"

"Fine. If you're worried, bring Jiang Linyuan along."

Why bring Senior Jiang along? If he comes, there are some things I won't be able to ask comfortably.

Yu Songsong quickly replied:

"There's no need to trouble Senior Jiang with this, I don't want to be a burden to him."

"I said I am the one who is worried, so bring Jiang Linyuan along."

Yu Songsong: ...

This senior is quite abstract.

Is the mental state of medical students always this vibrant?

Fine, I'll bring him then. I'll slowly farm gear from this senior later; I'll take it step by step, no need to rush.

However, it seems this senior has a good relationship with Senior Jiang. I should ask about that.

"You and Senior Jiang seem to have a good relationship, Senior."

"Mm."

Yu Songsong continued to probe:

"Have you and Senior Jiang known each other for a long time?"

"Mm."

"Haha, you don't seem very interested in Senior Jiang, Senior."

"Mm."

Looking at the string of "Mm"s, the corner of Yu Songsong's mouth twitched.

Do you not have any other words!

Forget it, I might as well ask the senior directly.

She opened Jiang Linyuan's WeChat and started typing:

"Senior, how do you know the senior you recommended to me?"

"Known her since the womb."

Yu Songsong couldn't hold it together.

This one is even more of a heavyweight. Why didn't you say you met playing video games?

"Haha, you're quite humorous, Senior."

"?"

Staring at the "?" on the screen, Yu Songsong was a bit baffled.

Did I say something wrong?

Forget it, forget it. I'll wait until I meet this senior tomorrow to figure it out.

Just as she was secretly plotting, a voice filled with dissatisfaction rang out:

"Where is the volunteer here?"

Yu Songsong lifted her eyelids to look over; it was a middle-aged woman with a haughty air.

Judging by her uniform, she must be a cleaner.

"These college students! A bunch of useless trash, how do they even do their jobs? I can't find anyone when I need them!"

The middle-aged woman was fuming, pulling out her phone as if to contact someone.

Post-menopausal old hag, must be going through menopause.

Yu Songsong rolled her eyes.

She had originally intended to put on her vest and go respond, but given the woman's attitude, she decided against it.

Only an idiot would go.

A while later, Yu Songsong saw a petite girl run up to the woman.

"It's not that I'm picking on you, but is this how you college students do things?"

As soon as the woman saw her, she launched into a verbal assault:

"If you're going to be a volunteer, then do it properly! Otherwise, get back to your school!"

"I... I'm sorry."

The girl just kept apologizing.

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Yu Songsong frowned. So there really are idiots out there?

This girl looked a bit familiar; she seemed to be a friend of the junior student who knew Senior Jiang.

She was one of the people in charge of the Youth Volunteer Association, Zhang Juntang, right?

"Forget it, come with me. I have some things here that need handling."

The woman said with a look of disdain:

"You know how to clean, right? Come with me."

Zhang Juntang remained silent, pursing her lips, and said in a low voice:

"We... aren't responsible for that."

Her voice was too soft, and the woman didn't hear her at all. Seeing Zhang Juntang standing still, the woman felt her authority being challenged and, feeling embarrassed, said sarcastically:

"What? Do you need me to invite you personally?"

Zhang Juntang didn't reply, just stood where she was and said:

"Then... let me tell my friend first."

Hearing this, the woman waved her hand impatiently:

"Just come with me, why are you making such a fuss!"

Seeing that Zhang Juntang had a soft personality, she reached out to grab her.

As a result, not only did she fail to pull her, but she almost tripped herself.

This little girl had way too much strength!

Zhang Juntang still asked weakly:

"Are you okay?"

The woman was already losing face, and hearing this made her even angrier, so she deliberately shouted loudly:

"Look at these college students today, no heart at all, don't know how to help others, and they call themselves volunteers?"

"Oh my, so this is what a volunteer is like..."

The woman had clearly missed out on the country's development and hadn't quite adapted to the latest version.

Passersby glanced over and then walked away.

No one cared, zero people paid attention.

Although others didn't care, Zhang Juntang was thin-skinned. She couldn't stand the woman shouting like that, so she just said:

"Where should I clean? I... I'll go with you."

The woman was secretly delighted; now she had someone to do her work for her, and she could get off work early.

Yu Songsong, watching from the side, really couldn't take it anymore.

She wasn't exactly a person full of a sense of justice, but she really couldn't stand Zhang Juntang's spineless behavior.

Her "anti-spinelessness" syndrome was acting up.

Besides, if it weren't for this Zhang Juntang, this cleaner would probably have been looking for her.

It was just that she had been slacking off.

"She has no obligation to do these things for you."

Yu Songsong walked straight up to the woman and said coldly.

When the woman saw Yu Songsong, she knew she wasn't someone to be trifled with and, knowing she was in the wrong, quickly smiled:

"Sorry, I'll go find someone else to help."

What a spineless coward!

Yu Songsong watched her walk away, then turned her gaze toward Zhang Juntang, her tone filled with even more disgust:

"Is your mouth only for eating? Can't you even manage to say no?"

Zhang Juntang's face flushed red, and she pressed her lips together:

"Thank you."

Yu Songsong shot her a look of disdain and left.

The hospital didn't have much foot traffic right now, and no one was asking for directions.

Jiang Linyuan just sat there, drinking water and taking a break.

Su Muzhi, this insufferable woman, wouldn't leave either, hovering by his side and pestering him with random questions.

"What do you think of Shen Wanyu?"

"First it was love at first sight, then it was lust at first sight."

"How do you and Shen Wanyu know each other?"

"We met in college."

Su Muzhi asked for a long time without getting any useful information, so she could only say:

"I can tell you're interested in Shen Wanyu. Tell me more about her, and I'll help you win her over."

"Haha."

Jiang Linyuan chuckled:

"Little Su, actually, I'm Qin Shi Huang. If you give me 1 million, I'll send you a Terracotta Warrior."

"If the dowry is 1 million, wouldn't a single Terracotta Warrior be a bit of a mood killer?"

Su Muzhi said with a laugh.

What an insufferable woman!

Jiang Linyuan retorted irritably:

"Fine, I'll throw in two quilts as well."

Just as the two were talking, a cleaning lady marched toward Jiang Linyuan, fuming with rage:

"You're a volunteer, right? I need you to help me with something, come with me."

Jiang Linyuan looked her up and down and smiled.

I was thinking it wasn't even dark yet, so why is someone already blind?

Can't tell the difference between a volunteer and a slave, huh.

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