The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Qiu Zhuo asked the students with a calm expression.

"Dean, there are many insects and ants in the summer, so we are here to get insect repellent incense."

Qiu Zhuo nodded. "In that case, after you collect your things, go back first. Your junior sisters just arrived today. If you have time, you can take them around the academy and familiarize them with the environment."

Some of the children came from the same village, so they knew each other.

"Okay, Dean."

"Okay, okay, Dean."

When these students saw the dean, they couldn't hide the care in their eyes.

The dean is truly a role model for them, especially with his elegant gait and his manner of speaking and behavior.

For these children, Qiu Zhuo is a walking role model, and everyone imitates her posture involuntarily.

"Alright, alright. Let's all go. Let's go."

Manager Mei sent these children away. Every time the dean appeared, they acted like puppies seeing a bone.

Bah, bah, bah, what kind of adjective is this.

After the students at the door dispersed, Qiu Zhuo was led into the clinic.

The clinic is very large. In addition to the consultation hall outside, there are three large rooms inside, all of which are equipped with small beds to accommodate sick students.

Now, two of the three large rooms are basically full of students, and some of those who are in better condition are sitting in groups of three or two chatting.

Qiu Zhuo personally checked the students' conditions. Except for a few who were in serious condition, the others were fine.

There are also medical sisters on duty in the word-hunting class. Some are fifteen years old, while others are only eight years old. They were all in the first batch of enrollment last year.

Seeing the director looking at her curiously, the doctor introduced her.

"The one decocting the herbs is from Class A-2. He's a good kid with a great memory. He basically knows all the herbs we're teaching. The one over there drying the herbs is from Class A-1 in the Gynecology Department and is also the top student this semester."

Qiu Zhuo nodded. "When they're dispensing the medicine, someone must be watching. Any errors must be corrected immediately, and they must be extremely careful with anything they take."

"There are relatively few students in the gynecology department. Master Qin, please keep an eye on them while they are at the clinic. These students are the future stars of the women's school."

There are still two years left before the time she and the old lady agreed to start recruiting students from outside.

The number of students at Zhuangzi will gradually decrease, as the operation of the girls' school depends on new students.

How to let outsiders see that students graduating from female schools are extremely attractive depends on whether the first batch of female students can make a big splash.

After leaving the clinic, Qiu Zhuo took Mei Zhang to the dormitory first.

The most popular among the five types of colleges is Zhenxiu College. Many students’ first choice is Zhenxiu College. Among the 193 people this year, 78 chose this college.

Although there were still ten days to consider, basically everyone chose the hospital category they liked.

Next are the Clothing Institute, the Crafts Institute, the Medical and Women's Institute, and finally the Agricultural Institute.

There are only ninety-five students in the Word Search class at the Women's and Medical College, and thirty-two more students have chosen this course this year.

The school with the fewest students is the Agricultural College, which has only forty students in total, including this year's freshmen.

But it's normal. Anyone with a bit of common sense who has the chance to escape from the life of working in the fields will definitely not fall into it again.

What is rare is that, apart from those who are simple-minded and can't learn anything and can only come to the Agricultural Institute, there are actually one or two people who are truly interested in farming.

After taking a look around, Qiu Zhuo came back and wrote a detailed analysis of women's studies.

Her handwriting is strong and powerful, and it is obvious that she has practiced for many years. Every stroke has its own style.

After writing this detailed analysis report, Qiu Zhuo wanted to ask someone to deliver a letter, but when he remembered that the old lady was now living in the manor on the mountain, he paused and placed the letter on the table.

After dinner, Song Shengfu took Wei Jie'er for a walk on the small path outside the village.

It’s said that girls are considerate. Those little brats would never quietly follow you to enjoy the scenery. They would just jump around like wild monkeys beside you.

What a waste of such a beautiful scenery.

At the horizon, colorful clouds fill the sky and the setting sun hangs above.

Such a beautiful scenery is best enjoyed quietly, watching the colorful clouds gradually become fuller, and then slowly turn colder as the sun sets.

"Da da da."

I heard a sound coming from the small intersection.

Someone is going up the mountain.

Song Shengfu and Wei Jie'er turned around to see who it was.

There are two ways to go up the mountain, one is to Qingyun Temple, and the other is directly to the villa.

Normally, no one walks this road except those who come to visit specially.

Slowly, a woman in a white skirt appeared in front of them.

"Qiu Zhuo?!"

Song Shengfu's eyes widened slightly, and her old eyelids were stretched open.

"Old Madam, what a coincidence, we met here."

Qiu Zhuo was also a little surprised. She came here specially to visit, but she didn't expect to meet the real owner on the way.

"Hey, you're still coming up the mountain at this time, are you here to see me?"

Song Shengfu stretched her neck and asked with a smile, it was an obvious thing.

"Madam Hui, the new students are starting school today. I came to see you after dinner."

Qiu Zhuo said this as he walked closer.

Sister Wei looked at the woman in front of her curiously. She had a face as white as jade, round eyes and red lips, eyebrows like overlapping distant mountains, and plump cheeks, giving people a gentle and warm feeling.

"Sister Wei, this is the dean of Xunlu Girls' School, Aunt Qiu."

This kind of occasion made Song Shengfu feel like she was taking her child out and meeting the teacher.

"Aunt Qiu."

Sister Wei performed a standard junior etiquette.

"Get up quickly, there's no need to be polite."

Qiu Zhuo raised his hand and helped Sister Wei up.

"You and I hit it off right away. I don't have much good stuff, but this jade pendant is something I've had since I was a child, so I'm giving it to you as a meeting gift."

Sister Wei looked at her grandmother.

"Your Aunt Qiu gave it to you, so just accept it. Why don't you thank Aunt Qiu?"

"Thank you, Aunt Qiu."

When Sister Wei'er's soft voice sounded, Qiu Zhuo felt happy. She had no children, but she liked children, especially the obedient and gentle Sister.

This was also the reason why she heard that there was a virgin school near the capital, and after making inquiries from various sources, she resolutely came here.

Song Shengfu looked at Qiu Zhuo. When this woman came to find her, she thought that the dean had finally been found.

He has an elegant temperament and a friendliness that is rare among ordinary people.

Most importantly, she was not only well-informed but also experienced. She traveled across the country with her family's caravan and even sailed overseas.

After talking about these experiences, Song Shengfu was filled with admiration.

What is even more rare is that the two of them have many consensuses on the founding philosophy of the women's school.

This allowed Song Shengfu to experience for the first time what a confidant was!

"Zhi, that Qiu Zhuo, are you looking for me for something from the girls' school?"