PDLP Chapter 12 The Exquisite Old Lady
Chapter 12 The Exquisite Old Lady
Jiang Songchu's speech was met with enthusiastic applause and cheers from the students, which surged like a tidal wave.
The self-introduction session concluded successfully. After self-nomination and enthusiastic public voting, Jiang Songchu was successfully elected as the cultural and sports committee member with a high number of votes. She not only successfully completed the system's tasks but also received a reward.
At the same time, Qin Weiwei also got her wish and sat on the seat of class monitor.
Next, Teacher Liang announced the second thing: "The second thing I want to talk about is the diagnostic test that will be held next Monday."
Upon hearing this, a chorus of wails erupted in the classroom, as if one were in a tragic world.
"It seems that exams are an unavoidable fate; it's just a matter of time before they come," someone sighed helplessly.
"It looks like our travel plans for this week are going to be ruined. What a shame!" another person said dejectedly.
"The thought of the exam makes even the barbecue I've been craving tonight suddenly taste bland..." someone sighed.
Ms. Liang gently tapped the podium, and after the students gradually quieted down, she continued speaking.
"During your three years of high school, what you need to adapt to most is the frequent exams. Exams will be a constant throughout your high school career."
"This diagnostic test is to understand everyone's learning progress so that teachers can develop more targeted teaching plans. I hope everyone will take this test seriously and demonstrate their true abilities. Remember, the test is not the goal, but a way to help us grow."
Upon hearing this, the students gradually straightened their backs, their expressions becoming serious and focused.
After all, they were all top students in junior high school; otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to get into this prestigious high school.
Of course, Jiang Songchu is an exception; she is an anomaly, a bug that cannot be measured by common sense.
Finally, with a smile, Teacher Liang announced the third matter: "The last thing is about the preparations for the Mid-Autumn Festival, National Day, and New Year's Eve party a month from now. This is a great opportunity to showcase ourselves and strengthen friendships. Please sign up actively to participate. Each class needs to prepare two performances. This matter will be fully managed by our sports and arts committee member, Jiang Songchu."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Songchu stood up, nodded in agreement, and began to conceive the ideas and content for the two programs.
Just then, the system released two new basic tasks: "Chu Chu, you have two new basic tasks. The first is to rank in the top 100 in the grade in the placement test; the second is to perform in the gala a month later and win a top-three prize. The rewards for both tasks will be determined based on your final results."
Upon hearing these two tasks, Jiang Songchu fell into deep thought... feeling a mix of emotions.
She wasn't worried about the cultural performance, but the top 100 in the preliminary exam put her under a lot of pressure.
After all, she has only studied four subjects: mathematics, foreign language, politics, and geography. She has not yet mastered them. She can only barely manage Chinese, and her history knowledge only extends to the Jing'an era in which she lives. As for physics and chemistry, she knows nothing about them, which makes her feel powerless.
At this moment, Teacher Liang announced that school was over.
The students started making a ruckus, getting up to go back to their dormitories to pack their things and go home.
Jiang Songchu didn't think too much about it and left the classroom with her sisters from dormitory 309, happily welcoming the long-awaited weekend.
Qin Weiwei had already been picked up by the family driver, Ning An's parents had also come to pick her up and take her home, and Yang Ziyi had boarded a bus.
Jiang Songchu changed into a simple white T-shirt and jeans, carried a backpack, and set off on her way home alone.
She held her phone in her hand, and even while waiting for the red light to cross the street, she didn't forget to reply to messages in the dormitory group chat.
The dormitory group chat is constantly buzzing with messages...
Qin Weiwei: Have you all arrived home yet? Be careful!
Yang Ziyi: I'm still on the bus, about twenty minutes away. *crying*
[Ning An: I'm almost there! Next week I'll bring you some mini cakes my mom made, they're so delicious!]
Yang Ziyi: Okay, okay, thank you, An'an, my darling!
[Qin Weiwei: Thank you, An'an. How about Chu Chu? Have you arrived home safely? Remember to let me know you're home safely.]
[Jiang Songchu: I'm still on my way, but I'll be there soon. Thank you, An'an.]
Qin Weiwei: OK! I'll bring you milk tea next week~
Jiang Songchu looked at the surrounding skyscrapers and traffic lights, a moment of disorientation flashing through her mind.
Although more than half a month has passed, she still hasn't integrated into this modern world; she feels like a stranger in a foreign land.
However, the care from her roommates and the collective atmosphere of the class made her like her current life more and more.
There are no cumbersome etiquette constraints, no endless bookkeeping pressures, and no one to constantly remind you to maintain a dignified and elegant demeanor... not to mention the worries about getting married.
Thinking of all this, Jiang Songchu felt a pang of sadness.
In ancient times, she would have been a married woman by now, but in modern times she is still a minor.
As a woman from ancient times, she was both happy for the rise of modern women and saddened by her past experiences.
Be happy in the present, be sad about the past...
Just then, Jiang Songchu suddenly heard the sound of a car braking sharply. She looked up and saw that the green light had turned red.
An elderly woman was crossing the road with a cane, her steps unsteady. Because she was walking slowly, she hadn't yet reached the other side.
She rushed forward, gesturing for other drivers to stop, and helped the elderly woman by the arm to cross the road more quickly.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
The old lady looked up at the pretty girl with anxious eyes in front of her and said gratefully.
Upon reaching the other side, Jiang Songchu breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at the elderly woman in front of her who appeared to be over eighty years old.
Although her hair was gray, it was neatly styled in a bun. Despite the many wrinkles and creases, her eyes still held wisdom and peace. Dressed in a clean and tidy top with Chinese knot buttons and dark trousers, she looked like a refined old lady.
"Grandma, where do you live? Shall I take you home, or should I call your family to come and pick you up?"
Jiang Songchu said with some concern, worried that the old lady might encounter danger again while walking alone.
The old lady reached out and patted Jiang Songchu's hand, which was linked with hers, and said with a smile, "My home is not far away at Rhine Villa, just a five-minute walk away. You don't need to call, don't worry!"
Upon hearing the name Rhine Courtyard, Jiang Songchu knew its approximate location; it wasn't far from Riyue Garden, only a ten-minute walk away.
She passed by when she went shopping at the mall.
However, what Jiang Songchu didn't know was that Rhine Villa was one of the top villa districts in Nanlin City. It was located in the city center, and basically all the big shots in Nanlin City owned a house there. The people living there were all rich and powerful.