Meanwhile.
Yu Songsong was sitting in a chair, slacking off, her volunteer vest tossed to one side.
She opened her phone, planning to get in touch with the senior Jiang Linyuan had recommended.
This senior had quite a personality. Her username was Green Tea Simps Die Badly.
The name sounded like it belonged to some scorned woman. Had her boyfriend been stolen by some little green tea or something?
She'd better be careful what she said.
With that in mind, Yu Songsong sent a message:
"Hi, Senior! Jiang introduced me. I wanted to ask how you usually study."
"What's your name? How should I address you?"
"Yu Songsong. Just call me Yu Songsong."
"Let me see you."
Yu Songsong was a little confused. Could this senior be a guy?
Why did she want to see her right off the bat?
"It's hard to explain online. Let's set a time and meet in person."
Oh, so that was what she meant.
Yu Songsong thought for a moment, then cautiously asked:
"Would Sunday at the school library work?"
"Sure. If you're worried, bring Jiang Linyuan along."
Why bring Senior Jiang? If he came, there were some things she wouldn't feel comfortable asking.
Yu Songsong quickly replied:
"There's no need to trouble Senior Jiang with this, is there? I don't want to bother him."
"I said I'm the one who'd feel uneasy. Bring Jiang Linyuan along."
Yu Songsong: ...
This senior was really something.
Were medical students all in such a good state of mind?
Fine, she'd bring him along. She could slowly get something useful out of this senior later. No need to rush.
Still, this senior seemed to have a good relationship with Senior Jiang. She'd ask about it.
"You and Senior Jiang seem close."
"Mm."
Yu Songsong continued probing:
"Have you known Senior Jiang for a long time?"
"Mm."
"Haha, you don't seem very interested in Senior Jiang."
"Mm."
Looking at the string of "mm" replies, Yu Songsong's mouth twitched.
Did she not know any other words?
Forget it. She might as well ask Senior Jiang directly.
She opened Jiang Linyuan's WeChat and started typing:
"Senior, how did you meet the senior you recommended to me?"
"We've known each other since the womb."
Yu Songsong couldn't hold back.
This one was even more of a character. Why not say they met playing Valorant?
"Haha, you're pretty funny, Senior."
"?"
Staring at the question mark on the screen, Yu Songsong was baffled.
Had she said something wrong?
Forget it. She'd wait until she met this senior tomorrow.
Just as she was making plans in secret, an annoyed voice rang out:
"Where are the volunteers?"
Yu Songsong lifted her eyes. A middle-aged woman stood there, looking unbearably haughty.
Judging by her clothes, she was probably a cleaner.
"These college students! A bunch of useless people. How are they supposed to get anything done? You can't find anyone when you need them!"
The woman fumed as she pulled out her phone, seemingly to call someone.
A menopausal old hag. Must be going through the change.
Yu Songsong rolled her eyes.
She'd been about to put on her vest and go answer the call, but after seeing the woman's attitude—
Only an idiot would go.
A little while later, Yu Songsong saw a petite girl hurry over to the woman.
"I'm just saying, is this how you college students do things?"
The woman launched into a tirade as soon as she saw her:
"If you're going to volunteer, then do it properly! Otherwise, go back to your school!"
"I'm... I'm sorry."
The girl just kept apologizing.
Yu Songsong frowned. So there really were idiots like that?
The girl looked familiar. She seemed to be friends with one of Senior Jiang's underclassmen.
She was one of the student association's coordinators, wasn't she? Zhang Juntang, maybe?
"Fine. Come with me. I've got some things for you to take care of."
The woman spoke with open disdain:
"You know how to clean, right? Come with me."
Zhang Juntang said nothing, pressing her lips together. Then she spoke softly:
"We... aren't responsible for that."
Her voice was so quiet that the woman didn't hear her at all. Seeing Zhang Juntang standing still, she felt as though her words carried no weight, which embarrassed her. She said sarcastically:
"What? Do I have to ask you nicely?"
Zhang Juntang didn't answer. She just stood there and said:
"Then... I'll let my friend know."
Hearing this, the woman impatiently waved her hand:
"Just come with me. Why make such a fuss?"
Seeing how soft Zhang Juntang seemed, she reached out to grab her.
But when she tugged, Zhang Juntang didn't budge, and the woman nearly fell over.
How could this little girl be so strong?
Zhang Juntang still asked timidly:
"Are you okay?"
The woman was already embarrassed. Hearing that only made her angrier, and she deliberately raised her voice:
"College students these days! Not a bit of compassion. They don't know how to help others, and they call themselves volunteers?"
"Oh, so that's what a volunteer is..."
The woman had clearly missed the country's development and hadn't adjusted to the latest version.
People passing by glanced over, then kept walking.
No one cared. Nobody gave a damn.
Even if nobody else cared, Zhang Juntang was still sensitive to embarrassment. She couldn't stand the woman shouting like that, so she said:
"Where do you need me to clean? I... I'll go with you."
The woman was secretly delighted. Now someone else would do her work, and she could get off early.
Yu Songsong couldn't watch any longer.
She wasn't overflowing with a sense of justice, but she really couldn't stand how spineless Zhang Juntang was.
Her aversion to spinelessness had flared up.
Besides, if Zhang Juntang hadn't been there, the cleaner would have come looking for her.
She'd just been slacking off.
"She has no obligation to do that for you."
Yu Songsong walked straight up to the woman and spoke coldly.
Seeing Yu Songsong, the woman knew she wasn't someone to mess with. She also knew she was in the wrong, so she quickly smiled.
"Sorry. I'll go find someone else to help."
What a bully, picking on the weak!
Yu Songsong watched her walk away, then turned to Zhang Juntang. Her voice was even more disdainful:
"Is your mouth only for eating? You can't even say no?"
Zhang Juntang's face flushed. She pressed her lips together and said:
"Thank you."
Yu Songsong gave her a look of disdain, then left.
There weren't many people at the hospital right now, and no one was asking for directions.
So Jiang Linyuan just sat there, drinking water and resting.
Su Muzhi, that downer girl, still wouldn't leave. She hung around him, asking one question after another and making small talk.
"What do you think of Shen Wanyu?"
"First, it was love at first sight. Then, I fell for her looks."
"How did you meet Shen Wanyu?"
"We met at university."
After asking questions for ages without getting anything useful, Su Muzhi 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 laughed.
"Little Su, actually, I'm Qin Shi Huang. Give me a million yuan, and I'll send you a terracotta warrior."
"If the dowry is a million, wouldn't it be a little disappointing if the bride price were only one terracotta warrior?"
Su Muzhi said with a smile.
This downer girl!
Jiang Linyuan said irritably:
"Then I'll throw in two quilts."
As the two of them were talking, a cleaner came marching over to Jiang Linyuan, fuming:
"You're a volunteer, right? I need you to help me with something. Come with me."
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