Chapter 1078: Chapter 1080: Worried Parents

Every end-of-term period becomes a time that students both love and hate.

Especially during this time, classrooms and libraries become the most popular places, and as for the good students’ notes, they’re extremely sought after.

"Gong Ruini, do you still have notes for this subject?"

"Gong Ruini, thanks for your notes."

At this time, Gong Ruini’s notes are the most popular, not only because her grades are good, and she can get first place in her grade, but also because she willingly lends out her notebooks.

Everyone thinks that since Gong Ruini’s grades are so good, looking at her notes will definitely help them score well.

Watching her notebook getting borrowed as soon as it’s in her hands, Gong Ruini felt all sorts of helplessness.

Her notebook is indeed popular, but do these people really not take notes themselves?

It’s not like they’re college students of the future, skipping classes all the time; even if they don’t skip classes, they’re mostly sleeping in the classroom.

Even Gao Jing couldn’t help but comment, "You really shouldn’t be so naive and keep lending out your notes like that."

All these people borrowing notebooks, if they’re not up to something, why would they do this?

"Let them borrow. If they think this will leave me without revision materials, they’re thinking too simply." Gong Ruini wouldn’t tell them she actually has another set of notes.

This set of notes is what she wrote based on the teacher’s lectures and her own ideas, and it’s honestly more important.

Just knowing that it wouldn’t be easy for Gong Ruini to be fooled so plainly, you have to wonder what those people who thought getting her notes would leave her unable to score well are now thinking.

Luo Zijun secretly chuckled at seeing Gong Ruini so generously lending out her notes. Go ahead and lend them out for the sake of some so-called good reputation. We’ll see if she cries once the results are out.

Just the thought of Gong Ruini possibly not scoring well made Luo Zijun quite delighted.

But then, thinking that if Gong Ruini can’t be first in the grade, who might rise up to take that spot is also her biggest obstacle for staying in Japan in the future.

Amid the anticipation and drama, Jing University entered the end-of-term exam period, and as each exam ended, many people’s expressions significantly relaxed.

"Gong Ruini’s notes are really good."

"There were a few questions she had noted down."

If they initially wanted to sabotage Gong Ruini’s revision, now they’ve all decided they need to continue borrowing notes next time.

Otherwise, how would they improve their grades and let the teachers know they’re doing well?

"Gong Ruini, how did you do on the exam?" Everyone gathered around as soon as they saw her.

"Not bad." If not for fear of scaring people by turning in early, she would have handed in her paper long ago and gone home to rest.

Recently, Gong Jiaxin has been very anxious, not because of the upcoming college entrance exam, but because she’s worried about her admission letter.

Parsons School of Design is a top design school in the United States. Even someone like Gong Ruini, who isn’t well-versed in fashion, knows its name.

Based on the university information Zhao Guangran sent over, Gong Jiaxin carefully mailed her application materials while also including her TOEFL scores, eagerly awaiting the results.

Seeing Gong Jiaxin’s various worries, Gong Ruini couldn’t help but want to comfort her not to worry too much. If she can’t get into Parsons, another university would do.

But Gong Jiaxin insisted on getting into this university, leaving Gong Ruini at a loss. Over the years, Gong Jiaxin has been deeply immersed in art and has shown some talent in drawing.

As for fashion design, while Gong Ruini hasn’t studied it, she at least knows some trends, and with Zhao Guangran collecting related information, she’s not entirely clueless.

The issue is whether Parsons will give Gong Jiaxin a chance. That’s the key concern, leaving Gong Ruini feeling helpless, only hoping that the submitted materials are sufficient.

Gong Jiaxin can’t eat or drink well, and even Gong Zhuang and his wife in Shen City are so worried their mouths are getting sores.

"Why is our daughter so insistent on going to that university?" Miao Cuihua complained while eating tomatoes.

"Didn’t you talk to her properly when you visited her last time?" Miao Cuihua had inquired about her daughter’s scores and knew studying abroad wasn’t hard.

The problem is, why hasn’t her admission letter arrived yet? "Didn’t Guangran receive his letter around this time before?"

Gong Zhuang doesn’t know much about these things. He just knows Zhao Guangran went abroad for school, without knowing the details.

"There will be a way. If not, then there’s always next year. She won’t make the same mistake twice, right?"

"I’d feel at ease if she went to the United States with our son." Gong Zhuang isn’t worried about the boy going abroad, thinking a boy wouldn’t suffer losses.

But when it comes to a daughter, it’s different. What if she gets bullied? How would he even argue with people if he flew over there?

With all these worries, Gong Zhuang used to think sending the daughter abroad was good, but he no longer harbors that thought.

Yeah, going abroad with their son would be the best and most reassuring, "But the daughter would be heartbroken."

Miao Cuihua would hear her daughter’s excited voice every time she called, and although the daughter never explicitly mentioned her anticipation for the new school, her joy was evident.

"Let’s hope our daughter gets in."

"She must, after all, look whose daughter she is." Gong Zhuang said as if it was only natural.

"All right, don’t think so much. When Zhao Guangran went to the United States for college, they found connections over there. Otherwise, how would they have managed to get there so smoothly?"

Ah, finding connections? Miao Cuihua felt a bit upset; if there were so many resources, why not help their daughter?

"You always overthink. Consider that helping once is already a favor, and since her application is for a friend’s kid, what are they supposed to do?"

"Even though they’re in touch, without benefits, they wouldn’t be willing to help. Besides, maybe they have no influence at all in this school."

Miao Cuihua understands that too; even among relatives, not everyone helps you out.

"Just hoping our daughter’s wishes come true."

"Then I’ll invite the relatives for a meal back home."

"Invite for what? Are you full of it? So what if the eldest son’s daughter found a good son-in-law? She’s just going to be a stepmom, and we all know what he’s like." Gong Zhuang wasn’t too pleased.

Thinking of Gong Qiang’s smug face makes him mad; all that talk of academic success isn’t as good as marrying well. "Try to keep less contact with them. You’ll never know when they’ll latch onto us again."

It’s best not to have contact with people like Gong Qiang. "I was just angry. Can’t believe she found a son-in-law younger than you."

Miao Cuihua gets angry at the thought of Gong Qiang showing off in front of them.

People like that, Gong Zhuang has seen plenty of them and dismisses them easily. "Why worry so much? We’re in Shen City; they can do whatever they want back home."

Right now, they might be all excitement, but soon they might end up crying. Better to save energy and enjoy the show later.