She doesn't want to pretend anymore

The counselor is very optimistic about Manshu. Not only does the girl have connections, she is also capable.

Such people, who are smart, will sooner or later carve out a niche for themselves on this path.

In addition, her designs are very creative. It is said that she had produced a series of works when she was in high school.

Teachers will be more tolerant towards such students.

Several teachers have told her that if Manshu wants extra lessons, she can approach them privately.

Of course, the counselor has no idea whether the relationship between the two old professors is involved.

"I understand, thank you teacher."

Manshu had no plan to ask the teacher for extra lessons. She had already read Lin Nan's class notes and felt that there would be no problem studying on her own.

She thought of her current situation and asked the counselor, "Teacher, I want to apply for day school right now, is that ok?"

"The main reason is that I may have some sequelae from the poisoning this time. I need to recuperate for a long time. It is not appropriate for me to live in the school dormitory like this."

"I live in an apartment across from the school. It's actually not much different from the dormitory."

"But if it's for eating or making medicine, it would be more convenient."

Even more, if there is an emergency in the future, such as if she can't suppress Jiufeng and lives there, Yan Zhan can notice it at the first time.

"I thought you would mention it at the beginning. Your family has already come to handle the application for day school."

The counselor took a note from the drawer and gave it to Manshu.

"Give this to your dormitory manager. You can live in school or go to school as a day student this semester."

As soon as Manshu heard it, he knew that Yan Zhan had been there.

She was not surprised and just thanked the teacher again and left.

In the evening, a group of people had dinner together. They directly requested a luxurious private room and chose a hot pot restaurant outside the school.

This restaurant has the best food here, and everyone chose this place specifically because they heard that Manshu is from City C.

Manshu smelled the long-missed aroma of hotpot, and in the evening he really opened his stomach and had a big meal.

By the time she went out to pay the bill, she could hardly walk.

The others didn't let Manshu pay, and each of them contributed fifty yuan.

This meal was considered quite good.

She also took the initiative to pay for Gao Yuan's share.

Manshu wanted to give her her share of the money, but Gaoyuan was not very happy.

"Although I didn't go with you guys, I still wanted to do my part. What's more, I recently received a few orders. Even though they are just embroidering purses, I can still make money."

"This is all thanks to everyone. If you hadn't helped me come up with ideas, I wouldn't have known that I could make money with my craft."

"There are also small pickles. I asked my family to make a batch and send it over. Some people bought them."

When Gao Yuan talked about this, he was full of expectations for his future life.

Because she seemed to see a way to get rich.

Not only herself, she also wants to help the whole village get rich.

If her embroidery can be sold, and the pickles can be sold, then can she open a pickle canning factory in her hometown village?

At that time, the village will not only be able to make money, but also solve the employment problems of the villagers.

The young and middle-aged people in the village no longer have to travel far to work, the children no longer have to be left-behind children, and the elderly at home will no longer be lonely and helpless.

Gao Yuan is full of gratitude towards the roommates she met.

If it weren't for their help, I would definitely not have developed the idea of ​​making money so quickly.