Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Zhang Hui sat quietly on the ox cart thinking about things. She knew Zhang Yu had books, but should she mention it?

If she did, more people would want to borrow books. If she didn’t, would they find out on their own?

The ox cart traveled a long way, and Zhang Hui thought about it the entire time. Eventually, she decided to speak up.

If everyone goes to Zhang Yu for books, could she really refuse? If she really refused, what would everyone think of her?

If she agreed to lend them, she wouldn’t be able to review properly herself.

With this in mind, Zhang Hui made a decision, "I know where we can find books."

The initially frustrated crowd immediately perked up upon hearing this, looking at her excitedly, "Who has books?"

"Yes, who has books?"

"Zhang Yu. I remember she brought a full set of junior and senior high school books when she came here," Zhang Hui said confidently.

Ah? The crowd remembered Zhang Hui carrying a huge package when she arrived, but didn’t expect it to be textbooks.

The crowd was puzzled, "Why would she think to bring books?"

It wasn’t unheard of for people to bring books, but a full set of textbooks was unusual; Zhang Yu was the first they’d seen do so.

Zhang Hui had asked Zhang Yu before, "I remember she said she brought them because she could read them, and in case the village had a primary school, she might strive to become a teacher."

"But our village doesn’t have a primary school, so I don’t know." Zhang Hui hadn’t visited Zhang Yu’s place since they parted, not knowing if the books were still there.

The group understood and empathized, "She really was prepared in advance."

"But there isn’t, our village doesn’t have a primary school." An intellectual youth said unkindly, "We just hope the books are still there."

Zhang Juan had been wondering why Zhang Yu would bring such heavy things like books, but after hearing Zhang Hui, she understood.

"No matter what, we have to go ask. If the books are still there, we’ll borrow them." Xiao Lei said firmly.

After spending so many years in the village, it’s impossible not to want to return, so he must seize this opportunity.

Seeing Xiao Lei step up and prepare to ask Zhang Yu for books, the group was relieved. Though they lived in an Educated Youth Courtyard together, their relationships weren’t close.

They wondered if Zhang Yu would agree if they suddenly asked.

Zhang Yu was inside organizing her books, all of which she brought over, neatly placed.

Zhao Yadong saw Zhang Yu arranging everything, "You’re really generous, lending them all out."

"I can’t not lend them. Zhang Hui knows and will definitely tell others. Besides, the more in our group who get into university, the less they’ll focus on us."

"That makes sense." Qian Hao also took out a set of books, "It’s fine to give them the books, you studied well these past months anyway."

"Even if we lend them the books, we still have our notes." Zhang Yu knew she’d eventually lend the books, so she kept her notes separately in notebooks, keeping the books clean.

This way, after lending out the books, they’d just think she didn’t read them much after bringing them here.

Qian Hao, having good grades, didn’t find any difficulties with these knowledge points when first learning them, so there were few notes on the books.

When teaching Zhao Yadong, knowing the books would be lent out, he made minor notes on the books, keeping most notes in notebooks.

Zhao Yadong recalled the thick notebooks and workbook with mistakes, feeling confident about the upcoming exam. While he knew he couldn’t match Qian Hao, and maybe not even Zhang Yu beside him, it didn’t matter as he surely could outperform other intellectual youths from the Educated Youth Courtyard.

"Are we lending out all these books?" Zhao Yadong glanced at the books.

"Yes, we’ll lend them all, keeping just one set. Even if they have opinions, they’ll have to hold them in. With the three of us lending out two sets already, they can’t say we’re not generous." Zhao Yadong spoke up without waiting for Qian Hao’s response.

"One set for the village, one for the intellectual youth camp?" Zhao Yadong chuckled, "I can already imagine the intellectual youths grumbling about why we’re giving to the village."

"With Xiao Lei here, he knows what to do. Stop wasting time thinking about nonsense; you’d better go study." Qin Hao grumbled.

Zhao Yadong mumbled a response, knowing in the end, his chances of getting into university would depend on Qian Hao, "By the way, what major are you thinking of?"

"Physics." Qian Hao had long decided on his future profession. He looked at Zhang Yu, "What about you?"

"Law. I want to be a lawyer." Zhang Yu hadn’t really thought about what major to pursue, only knowing she didn’t want to study finance.

A lawyer? Zhao Yadong’s mouth fell open; he wasn’t unfamiliar with the profession, "That requires good verbal skills."

"Am I not?" Zhang Yu laughed, "Do you know what Zhang Hui says about me? She calls me sharp-tongued."

"I think it’s a great fit; if anyone wants to argue, they won’t outtalk me." Zhang Yu felt this profession truly suited her.

Well, since she already realized her sharp tongue, wanting to utilize it fully, what could he do?

"What should I study?" Zhao Yadong lamented, feeling torn. This major looked good, that one too, but he didn’t know what to choose.

"Economics." Qian Hao suggested.

Zhang Yu quickly added, "Definitely finance, since you love money so much."

Ah ah ah, Zhao Yadong didn’t expect both to suggest he study economics. This major seemed quite suitable, but he felt displeased by Zhang Yu’s words, "What do you mean by that, why do you say I love money?"

"Do you not love money?" Having lived together for many years, they knew each other well.

"Yeah, which is why I want to be a lawyer. I’ll strive to become a top lawyer, and future consultations will be charged by the minute." Hahaha, Zhang Yu laughed at the thought.

Zhao Yadong knew lawyers had a sharp tongue, but he was unaware of their income, so he looked up at Qian Hao.

Qian Hao glanced at Zhang Yu, then nodded at Zhao Yadong.

Zhang Yu knew that when Zhao Yadong encountered problems he couldn’t solve, he’d always look for a nod from Qian Hao, and this was no exception.

"No way, lawyers can really charge by the minute? Oh my gosh, Qian Hao, I remember you mentioned having a relative working as a lawyer in Shanghai, a top lawyer; they must make a lot." Zhao Yadong exclaimed, shocked.

Like him, Zhang Yu was surprised to learn Qian Hao had a relative working as a top lawyer in Shanghai.

"Yes, he has his own law firm in Shanghai, has three or four wives, and puts each kid through school, with several properties in Shanghai." Qian Hao didn’t elaborate further.

Wow, Zhang Yu and Zhao Yadong were completely taken aback like two country bumpkins, "Impressive."