The Reborn Sidekick Rejected The Male Lead-Chapter 62 - 61 I am the political teacher here

Chapter 62: Chapter 61: I am the political teacher here

Chapter 62 -61: I am the political teacher here

Lu Jingqiu didn’t know when Jiang Nanzhou and Lih Huakun came back, but anyway she talked to Gao Qing about what happened, and Gao Qing didn’t expect Wu Zhengran to actually come over drunk, crying his eyes out. Gao Qing had never seen a grown man cry; if a man could cry for you, then he must really like you, right?

“Qiuqiu, I should have listened to you yesterday, I should have been more tactful. I really didn’t expect Wu Zhengran would cry,” she said.

Looking at the remorse on Gao Qing’s face, Lu Jingqiu thought to herself that Gao Qing must have been touched as well.

At least she would no longer see Wu Zhengran as completely worthless from now on.

“By the way, Regimental Commander Liu was there yesterday too, and he even saw you running to the logistics department all the time. You’d better be careful, or Uncle Liu might tell your dad.”

“Uncle Liu, which regimental commander?”

“The regimental commander who lives next door to my house.”

“Oh no, Fatty Liu is such a blabbermouth.”

“He’s a regimental commander now, and he is not a bit fat.”

The nickname “Fatty Liu” was one they’d given him back when they were in school, at a time when Aunt Liu was pregnant, the food at home was good, and although Aunt Liu didn’t gain any weight during her confinement month, Uncle Liu visibly gained a layer of fat.

Back then, they used to run around the compound with other kids from the yard; since Uncle Liu was well-liked and the children were fond of him, they started calling him by that nickname as soon as they noticed he’d gotten fat.

…

After that day, Wu Zhengran never came back again.

But Lu Jingqiu still worried and secretly went to see Wu Zhengran one more time.

Not long since they had last met, and the once vigorous man was now almost looking like an old man, with a scruffy beard.

“Weren’t you about to leave? Why are you still looking so down and out instead of getting ready?”

Wu Zhengran glared at her irritably, “You’re not the one who got dumped. It’s easy for you to talk. Why are you here today, is it because Qingqing…?”

When he was in need, he had a certain face, but now that he no longer needed her, he started lashing out. Lu Jingqiu rolled her eyes helplessly and said, “It’s not that Qingqing has changed her mind, but it’s about Qingqing. Do you want to hear it or not? If not, I’ll leave right now.”

As soon as Wu Zhengran heard Gao Qing’s name, he sprang to life as if he’d been injected with chicken blood. He instantly sat up, ran his hand through his hair, and put on a smile, “Old classmate, Comrade Jingqiu, please sit down, make yourself comfortable. Here, have some fruit. Would you like some tea? I’ll go make it for you right now.”

This hot-and-cold act was something Lu Jingqiu couldn’t stand. She quickly waved her hands, “No need to trouble yourself, I just have a couple of words and then I’ll leave.”

“Speak, please speak. What happened to Qingqing?”

“She has taken a liking to a soldier from our yard who works in logistics, named Wei Jincheng. Many of the girls at the Cultural Work Troupe like him, but I heard that he already has a fiancée back in his hometown. I told her to check things out thoroughly, but she didn’t take it seriously.

Wu Zhengran, since you like Gao Qing, you surely don’t want her to be deceived by some man. Could you help look into that guy’s background?”

“Me? Look into it? Comrade Jingqiu, your dad is a military leader, why don’t you ask your dad to check? If he’s like that, Gao Qing must definitely not get involved with him. She’s so stubborn, I’m really afraid she will be taken in by a scam.”

“What’s there to check? I know his hometown address, but the other details, they aren’t noted in his file.”

“That’s true, but having his hometown address makes it easier to handle. Give it to me; I have many connections and might be able to find a way.”

Lu Jingqiu gave Wu Zhengran the address she had prepared, asking him for help because it was her last resort.

She cared more about Gao Qing not falling into Wei Jincheng’s clutches than about troubling Wu Zhengran.

Wei Jincheng was capable and very wealthy, but he was cold-blooded in his dealings and lacked a sense of human warmth, not a suitable match for Gao Qing. Otherwise, Gao Qing wouldn’t have taken so many wrong turns and suffered so much in her previous life.

…

In early April, Lu Jingqiu also received her payment from West City Daily News. It turned out that the Arbor Day illustration she had sent in wasn’t used, but the one she sent for the Spring Equinox was chosen, and she was paid five yuan for it.

Lu Jingqiu was very happy and immediately shared the news with her father, Lu Xianrun, who was also delighted. He said he would take her to the state-owned restaurant to eat lion’s head meatballs.

Lu Jingqiu shook her head, “Father, earning money isn’t easy. I spent days on that drawing to earn five yuan. One trip to the state-owned restaurant and one or two yuan would be gone.”

Earning money is hard, but spending it is quick.

Jiang Nanzhou came to deliver documents to her father and seemed to overhear their conversation. When she was carrying the paint to go to work, Jiang Nanzhou stopped her and said, “Comrade Jingqiu, I heard you are good at painting. Why not submit some to the People’s Liberation Army Daily? They are also in need of materials. Every time I read the newspaper, I notice they’re looking for submissions.”

Lu Jingqiu slapped her forehead, “How did I forget about that? Thanks for reminding me, Comrade Nanzhou.”

Lu Jingqiu thought about looking for newspapers in her father’s room after work to check the mailing address.

By the time Lu Jingqiu arrived at the outer fence with the paints, Luo Xinyue was painting the wall sporadically, having slowed down, while Yang Bo had already run off to the other two comrades. The three men had been engaged in fervent discussions for some time and their friendship had grown quite strong.

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As for whether she and Luo Xinyue had made any progress, bickering had become their daily routine.

Seeing that it had taken Lu Jingqiu a while to return, Luo Xinyue mockingly said, “It sure is convenient to work at your own doorstep; you can slack off whenever you like.”

“I wasn’t slacking off; I was fetching paints.”

“Humph, as if making excuses is hard to do.”

“Hey, Luo Xinyue, I asked you to fetch them but you didn’t, and now you’ve only painted this little bit after I was gone for so long. Can’t you be a bit more serious?”

“I am serious, that’s why I’m slow. Look, I painted it very well.”

“Indeed, it’s good. If I painted like you, I could do even better. If you don’t want to work here, you could choose not to come, right?”

“You think I want to be here? If it weren’t for the fact that my dad thought I embarrassed him last time, I wouldn’t have come at all.”

“…Oh?”

“Humph, when you guys went to the government office, my dad actually thought I would go too. But then his darling daughter ended up embarrassing him. This time he insisted I come, so later on, when his friends see these things and ask him, he can boast that his daughter Xinyue painted them… These adults are so obsessed with face.”

Lu Jingqiu was surprised that Luo Xinyue would complain to her about her family matters. While surprised, she also said, “My dad is also happy to see me help them with the publicity paintings. The uncles and elders around us all praise me in front of my dad, saying I have prospects. Parents are all like that; it’s their expectation for their children, and for us as their children, it’s a way to honor them. Their intentions are all for our good.”

“What’s so good about it?”

“When you achieve something outside, and you have your own talents plus your parents’ connections, they can smoothly help you when you need it, right?”

Lu Jingqiu spoke very pragmatically. When she was younger, she didn’t understand these things, but she read inspirational books.

Luo Xinyue didn’t expect Lu Jingqiu to talk so much with her. Both of them were from military compounds, and even though they were from different ones, they understood that circle. She got the point of Jingqiu’s words. After pondering for a moment, she realized Jingqiu had a point, but still retorted stubbornly, “As if you’re the only one who knows, as if only you can talk.”

“…” Faced with such a colleague, Lu Jingqiu was speechless.

That evening, after returning home, Lu Jingqiu searched her father’s room for newspapers and found the People’s Liberation Army Daily, which at that time was only circulated internally within the army.

Lu Jingqiu looked through the most recent issues and found a call for submissions for Labor Day illustrations. Noting the deadline, there were still fifteen days left for submissions.

In the near future, not only did she have to create the Twelve Solar Terms paintings, but she also had to prepare illustrations for Labor Day.

For Lu Jingqiu, studying was most important, but making money couldn’t be neglected either.

She already had a draft in mind for the Twelve Solar Terms paintings, and having seen many Labor Day illustrations in her previous life, creating some wouldn’t be difficult for her.

After a busy week had passed, the study class provided by the army also began.

However, they could attend classes every night from eight to nine-thirty. She could manage, but Gao Qing couldn’t and would need to wait until Sunday to come over for classes.

But from Monday to Friday she hadn’t attended the eight to nine evening class, mainly because she had a good grasp of the material covered in class, and what she needed now was a comprehensive review.

Lu Jingqiu also received letters of encouragement from her two good friends, Yun Yuzhi and Li Yinger, who knew she was taking the college entrance exam this year. They even mailed her study materials.

Lu Jingqiu was grateful and happy to have such good friends. She wrote back to them one by one, telling them she wouldn’t let them down and would study hard.

Today was Sunday, and Master Zhang, the army’s math teacher, had also photocopied a lot of test questions for them to work on; there was one question Jingqiu couldn’t solve.

But the teacher was surrounded by people, and she couldn’t get through.

At that moment, Jiang Nanzhou came up behind her and asked, “Can’t do this question?”

Suddenly hearing a voice from behind startled her, and she quickly turned around, her eyebrows raising in surprise when she saw him: “Comrade Nanzhou, what are you doing here?”

Jiang Nanzhou smiled, “Didn’t anyone tell you that I’m in charge of teaching politics?”

“Ah, you’re a tutor.”

Jiang Nanzhou nodded in acknowledgment, at the same time pulling out Jingqiu’s test paper from the table, took a quick glance, and said, “I can solve it. Want me to explain it to you?”

“Of course! I couldn’t ask for more.”