Loved By An Older Man Chapter 53 - : Honorary Student

Chapter 53: Honorary Student

Jiang Yu thought that Kang Xue was afraid of the little snake in her hand, so she couldn’t help but comfort her.

“You don’t have to be so nervous. This little snake isn’t poisonous at all. It’s a pity. If it’s poisonous, it can be used as medicine. One must know that snake venom can promote coagulation and fight cancer. It can treat stroke, cerebral thrombosis, coronary heart disease, multiple arteritis, retinal artery, vein occlusion, and other diseases.”

Kang Xue quickly carried her Xiao Lu and ran away.

Jiang Yu was too scary. She actually wanted to use the snake as medicine. Fortunately, Xiao Lu was fine.

At the entrance of the medical department.

Under the morning sunlight, the students walked into the medical department in groups of two or three.

In Jiang Yu’s opinion, these students were bright and energetic, with a bright future ahead of them.

“Sigh, how I want to be a part of this place!”

Under the sunlight, Jiang Yu stood alone by a tree, looking at the medicine department that was within her reach.

No, she couldn’t give up just like that.

Jiang Yu tried to walk towards the direction of the medicine department.

In the end, she was recognized after just a few steps.

“Ah, it’s Jiang Yu!”

“Why is she here?”

Before long, she was pointed at by quite a number of medicine department students.

Jiang Yu smiled awkwardly. “Sigh, why am I sleepwalking!”

After saying that, she walked back.

There was no cla.s.sroom in the medical department that belonged to her.

Jiang Yu was very helpless.

She went straight to the design department as per her agreement with Lu Qi.

In the design department’s Cla.s.s 8, Lu Qi was very happy to be able to sit with Jiang Yu again.

At the same time, in the other departments.

Music department’s Cla.s.s 8: “Jiang Yu…”

“Teacher, Jiang Yu didn’t come.”

Performance department’s Cla.s.s 8: “Jiang Yu.”

“Teacher, Jiang Yu didn’t come to our cla.s.s.”

Computer science department: “Jiang Yu…”

Students: “…”

The teacher who was taking attendance was also very helpless.

With Jiang Yu as a student in name, if she didn’t come to cla.s.s, the teacher wouldn’t be able to say anything.

After all, it was the princ.i.p.al who had said that she could attend cla.s.ses at will and that she would choose her subjects in a month’s time.

Design department cla.s.s 8: “Jiang Yu.”

Jiang Yu: “Here.”

A faint voice came from the cla.s.sroom.

The teachers who were in charge of the art cla.s.s looked at Jiang Yu in surprise. It seemed that she really liked the design cla.s.s.

For some reason, the art cla.s.s teacher felt a slight sense of pride at this moment.

There were so many departments, but Jiang Yu was the first to choose her cla.s.s. Did this mean that her cla.s.s was also very popular.

The art professor, who had gained some satisfaction, paid special attention to Jiang Yu in cla.s.s.

However, she found Jiang Yu’s face full of melancholy, as if the Sun had been stolen from her.

Jiang Yu listened to the art cla.s.s. Even though she tried her best to listen attentively, she still felt unhappy.

Because she really wanted to learn more medical knowledge right away.

Medical knowledge could cure illnesses and save lives. It was more useful than writing and drawing.

Jiang Yu thought as she listened to the cla.s.s.

Seeing Jiang Yu frown, the art professor thought that Jiang Yu didn’t understand something.

He even specially called Jiang Yu to go on stage. “How about this, student Jiang, come up and draw a model of the character. Students, please give us some advice.”

The kind-hearted teacher made Jiang Yu quiver, and the surroundings erupted in warm applause.

“Clap clap clap!”

“Student Jiang probably like to draw. I saw that she was very serious in cla.s.s and listened very seriously!”

“I can see that student Jiang Yu loves drawing. She came to our cla.s.s for the first lesson.”

The other students had their homework schedules arranged by the school long ago.

But Jiang Yu was different.

She was free.

Under the curious and eager gazes of the students, Jiang Yu looked at the teacher blankly. “Teacher, I haven’t studied it specifically. I’ve only learned some basics.”

“It’s alright. Feel free to draw as you wish. Do what you learned before.”

The art professor was exceptionally tolerant.

Jiang Yu had no choice but to go on stage.