"How many spots are there?" Qiao Qiqi asked.
"Huh?" The female classmate didn't catch on.
"How many spots are there for going to poverty-stricken areas?" Qiao Qiqi asked again.
"I think there are only one or two. It's the first year today, so it's not really clear yet."
"Why, Qiao Qiqi, do you want to go? Then you better go tell the department head, everyone will thank you!" Xia Lulu was reprimanded when she came back, but she became a lot more compliant, though she was still holding a grudge now.
Because she thought that such poverty areas would most likely send students like her who had been disciplined!
If she really got assigned there, she might as well pay someone to go in her place!
"Xia Lulu, I think you'd better keep quiet. In previous years, students who came back from medical conferences were praised; you're the first one to get reprimanded! Maybe you'll have to go to a poverty area to atone." Jiang Meng smiled and gave her a look.
