Great Medical System in a Veterinarian-Chapter 295 - 151: Hehehe, Hello Senior, I’m a Southern Girl~
Zhang Lingchuan saw the other person’s stance as if they were going to report their measurements to him. The key is, why would he even bother listening to that?
He guessed the other person was now probably in a similar state to a girl obsessed with her favorite celebrity. Actually, liking someone on screen and dating in reality are two different things.
So, there’s no way he could accept such a sudden and impulsive affection. That would hurt the other person and himself.
Thus, he decided to set this girl straight! Forget about love! Focus on studies!!
"But during my art entrance exam, I was ranked first after getting into Northeast Art College, and now I’m in the top five of the Dance Performance Department of the Dance College. I was also an outstanding student union officer last year and am the Deputy Director of the Student Union’s Art Department this year. I think I’m still quite outstanding in my studies, Senior Zhang~"
Talking about studies, Li Ziqing was a bit proud.
After all, she was the top scorer back in the entrance exam days.
Now she’s also within the top five in the Dance Performance Department and the Deputy Director of the Student Union’s Art Department.
"Girl! Think about it, you were ranked number one back then, but now you’re fifth. Don’t you feel like you’ve made a regression?"
With a look that seemed to pierce deeply into her soul, Zhang Lingchuan asked.
Not to deny it, fifth place is indeed very excellent.
But it’s not without a breakthrough point, after all, she was the top scorer in the art entrance exam in the same year! Now she’s fifth!!
"Oh... Senior Zhang, what you said reminds me, being first before and now fifth, there is a bit of regression."
With Zhang Lingchuan’s words, Li Ziqing tapped her chin thoughtfully and nodded sagely.
After all, having been first and then becoming fifth after entering school.
"Right! Are you planning to join the establishment after entering the student union?"
Zhang Lingchuan stared at her, seeing her expression gradually grow wiser, and seized the opportunity to ask again.
"No, I don’t want to... My mom said I’m not suited for it, so most likely I’ll join a performing arts group to solely do dance performances or start a studio to teach dance."
"Isn’t that it, whether you’re joining a performing arts group or starting a studio, you need to be good yourself, right? So what’s the point of being an outstanding student union officer or Deputy Director of the Art Department? Does that have anything to do with learning?!"
Zhang Lingchuan wasn’t brainwashing her, since she had no intention of entering politics, the student union wasn’t necessary; when working later, what’s mainly needed is personal capability—not many places value student union experience!
Thus, improving oneself is far better than wasting time and youth in the student union, a large melting pot!
"Yes! It doesn’t matter!!"
Li Ziqing’s big eyes finally turned wise!
Nodding vigorously, she appeared enlightened!!
"Right! So you have to study! You have to make progress! In the future, become the first in the whole class, gain a national scholarship, actively participate in competitions and win lots of championships, then get a provincial outstanding graduate award. Whether you join a performing arts group or start a studio, wouldn’t presenting all this stuff wow everyone and make you the pride of your family? Isn’t that more influential than wasting time in the student union?!"
With the iron hot, Zhang Lingchuan directly painted the grand blueprint of the future!!
"Whoa—"
Li Ziqing’s little brain felt as if filled with lots of knowledge all of a sudden.
Her big eyes devoid of light suddenly shone brightly, emitting golden glows!!!
Her whole being seemed transformed!!
Because she felt that Senior Zhang made so much sense, there was really no way to refute it!!
"Have you taken the Level 4 exam?"
Seeing the intensity had reached a suitable level, Zhang Lingchuan grounded his inquiry in reality.
"No... Senior Zhang, my English is a bit poor..."
Li Ziqing shook her head, her wise eyes immediately lost their luster and even showed a hint of pain.
"See! You haven’t even taken Level 4! If your English is poor, you need to fill that shortfall, don’t avoid it. It’s only September 2nd now, the exam is on December 4th. Wouldn’t fixing your English be better than putting effort into saying you want to date me? Oh, is your fifth place also partly due to English holding you back?"
Finally, the focus turned to academics.
If both freeing himself and correcting her to strive in studies could be achieved, wouldn’t that be ideal!
"Yes, Senior Zhang! Let me tell you, my specialization is still very good. Whether it’s ’Ballet Basic Skills Training’, ’Modern Dance Basic Skills Training’, ’folk dance’, ’Classical Dance Body Rhythm’... I always get excellent marks, but overall it’s the cultural subjects like English and politics dragging me down each time!!!"
Li Ziqing seemed to have found a confidant, nodding dumblingly.
"So! Stop racking your brain about dating seniors; first improve your academic scores. Strengthen your weaknesses, that way you can go further. Don’t you think so?!"
Zhang Lingchuan looked at her with determined eyes.
Of course, if someone from a debate team were present, they’d surely argue, as constantly improving one’s weaknesses is considered the least efficient way to strive.
But this matter also needs to be grounded in reality.
For example now, the person in question is very proficient in her specialization but cultural subjects hold her back. If she improves in academics, wouldn’t she go further?
Especially in the current education system, foreign language subjects hold significant weight.
Improving them brings only benefits, no harm.
Frankly, there are far more employers demanding English Level 4 and Level 6 than those requiring student union experience.
"You’re right, Senior Zhang, I’ll listen to you. For now, I won’t rush into a relationship, I’ll focus on studies!"
Li Ziqing nodded with enlightened understanding.
