Reborn As Lucky Star
Chapter 591 I hate condescending sympathy the most

Chapter 591: Chapter 591 I hate condescending sympathy the most

Zhuang Lan was purely delighted by the hunt and took Lu Zhu as a research subject for the combat power ranking.

"Lu, how do you normally study, do you have any special learning methods?"

Lu Zhu, head down, mumbled, "Read books, rote memorization."

That served as an answer to Zhuang Lan’s question.

Qu Ruorui cautiously glanced at Lu Zhu’s plate with her peripheral vision.

A bowl of rice, a dish of free pickled vegetables, and an equally free soup resembling clear water with seaweed and egg drops.

She had always heard about Lu Zhu being short of money, but it wasn’t until this moment that she realized Lu Zhu was poorer than she had imagined.

Qu Ruorui, who had been tender-hearted since childhood, immediately stood up and said, "I’m not full yet, I’ll go get a couple more dishes."

Yue Qingqing wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Qu Ruorui had already risen to get more food from the canteen window.

Lu Zhu mixed the pickled vegetables into the rice and wolfed down the food.

When Qu Ruorui returned with two plates of meat dishes, Lu Zhu’s bowl was nearly empty.

Qu Ruorui had thought about paving the way for her offer, but now she had no choice but to blurt it out.

"I got a little too much and can’t finish it, could you help me with this, Lu?"

Lu Zhu looked up at Qu Ruorui.

That look inexplicably sent a chill through Qu Ruorui’s heart.

"I can’t!"

Qu Ruorui’s expression stiffened, and she didn’t know where to put her hands and feet.

Lu Zhu threw her chopsticks onto the plate.

With a snap, Qu Ruorui trembled.

"I hate condescending sympathy the most, thank you, but I don’t need it."

Qu Ruorui bit her lip, not daring to look up, her eyes rimmed red.

The other students nearby saw this scene and couldn’t help feeling indignant for Qu Ruorui.

"What kind of person is that, taking someone’s good intentions as malice?"

"Girl, don’t be upset, such people should not be bothered with in the future."

Qu Ruorui didn’t speak, while Yue Qingqing gently held her hand.

"Don’t be sad, you did nothing wrong."

But neither did Lu Zhu.

Some people, even when trampled into the firmest soil, insist on breaking through the ground with their own gritted teeth.

Lu Zhu did not need sympathy, that much Yue Qingqing saw clearly.

Perhaps she would have preferred facing Zhou Xitong’s airs and commands rather than Qu Ruorui’s actions.

At least she could accept every penny without feeling guilty.

But was Qu Ruorui wrong? Of course not.

She was just a pure and kind child who couldn’t bear to see a peer struggling with life’s hardships and wanted to reach out a hand to help.

Only to have it harshly slapped away.

Qu Ruorui, holding Yue Qingqing’s hand, felt a little better and managed a weak smile.

"It’s my fault, I really am too presumptuous."

Yue Qingqing was about to offer more consolation when she was interrupted by Zhuang Lan.

"Are you going to eat those two dishes? If not, I will."

Zhuang Lan was in the stage of growing up and could get hungry even after just having eaten.

He shot up in height rapidly.

Seeing both girls looking at him with complicated eyes, Zhuang Lan was confused.

"What’s wrong? You can’t waste food, right?"

Qu Ruorui hurriedly said, "Go ahead and eat, I’m full."

Yue Qingqing mused, do boys really tend to be less sensitive?

During the rest time after lunch, Yue Qingqing didn’t go back to the dormitory to rest but instead went to the supermarket and made a call to Yue Jiannan.

There was no answer at the rented house, so she finally got through to him at the laboratory.

Yue Jiannan was cheerful upon hearing his niece’s voice.

"Yo, what made you think of calling your uncle? Are you craving something? How about I take you out for a big meal tonight?"

"There’s evening self-study tonight, it has to wait until the weekend."

Yue Qingqing got straight to the point, "Uncle, do you remember mentioning that one of your college classmates has been transferred to our school as a teacher?"

"Right, I did say that if you ever needed anything, to go to him, but school’s only been in session for a few days, what trouble have you gotten into? Tell your uncle in secret, I’ll be on your side and won’t tell your dad."

"Nothing like that, I just want to ask about the process for applying for a scholarship at the First Middle School."