It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

The car sped along the road and drove to the riverside.

There are always rivers in southern cities.

The car stopped and the interior lights turned on automatically.

Tong Yao turned off the lights again with a red face, because what was going to happen next was too embarrassing.

Her legs are not legs, but the spring water along the Seine.

Chapter 171: School Begins

Tong Yao stayed at the little girl's home for three days. After three days, they returned to Changsha together. The first thing was to go back to Tong's home for a few days. This time it was Ruan Qian's turn to be nervous.

"Relax, my brother and I speak well of you in front of our parents every day." Tong Yao pinched Ruan Qian's hand and smiled.

"I seldom communicate with Uncle Tong. I don't know if he is satisfied with me or what he thinks of me..." Ruan Qian bit her lip and held Tong Yao's hand tightly.

"Don't worry about it," Tong Yao knocked on the door directly, "The ugly daughter-in-law has to meet her parents-in-law anyway."

Just as she finished speaking, there was the sound of footsteps behind the door. Ruan Qian turned around and looked at her angrily.

"Just kidding, you're the cutest." Tong Yao coaxed.

Dongyang watched them flirting, and a pale pink color like peach blossoms appeared on his face.

A six-year-old child already has a vague understanding of love. She thinks that there is love between her aunt and Ruan Qian. Tong Yao is becoming more and more intimate with the little girl without avoiding Dong Yang, because it is impossible to avoid her forever, maybe it is better to let Dong Yang realize it slowly.

The door opened and they entered the room. Tong Sicheng was very warm to the girl. He first showed concern and caring for her, as if they were in the company, and then he asked the girl what she thought of Yaoyao.

"Yaoyao... is perfect. She has always helped me a lot. I am lucky that she likes me." Ruan Qian sat upright. "I am capable of taking good care of her."

Listening to the little girl pouring out her heart and greeting Jiang Wu absentmindedly, Tong Yao's ears gradually turned red.

"That's right," Tong Sicheng nodded, "Two people should support each other in order to stay together for a long time."

The little girl nodded repeatedly.

"I've looked into your company. The number of game players is huge and there is potential. Do you have any further plans?" Tong Sicheng asked.

“We plan to continue investing to optimize the player experience and make the game more content-rich.”

"But from what I understand, you're still a long way from making a profit in the first month, right? The revenue from selling those skins isn't enough, right?"

Ruan Qian was stunned. The company's financial situation was only known to the insiders, so she knew it was Tong Hua who said it. She thought for a moment and answered seriously:

“Yes, but we are envisioning a new and stable charging model to increase revenue without affecting the free core of the game and the player experience.”

"Is there a model that charges money and makes it free without affecting the experience?" Tong Sicheng smiled. He is not an old-fashioned person. He also understands the game industry. China and South Korea are the pioneers of online games. In recent years, there have been many games with free value-added services and paid games, but those game props affect the balance. As for the original Dota, you have to pay for buying Warcraft III.

When starting a company, the most important thing is to make a profit. Why are there so many manufacturers willing to make AAA games when online games and web games are so profitable? One of the reasons is that the profit is stable, at least it is not as easy to fail as online games and web games.

Moreover, having fun does not mean making money, and there are games that are conscientiously shut down.

How to design a system that collects money but does not make players complain about it being a rip-off is a science.

"Dad, please don't make things difficult for her." Tong Yao was dissatisfied and distressed. "She is only 18. So what if she fails once?"

It is said that Jobs liked to catch employees in the elevator and ask them questions, and fired them if he was not satisfied with the answers. Regardless of whether it is fictional or not, she thinks Tong Sicheng also has this tendency, and he would not allow them to be together if the girl's answers did not satisfy him.

Tong Sicheng was very sad about his daughter's arm bending outward:

"I didn't mean to embarrass her. I just wanted to talk about future plans."

"Yes," the little girl quickly spoke up for her father-in-law, "Uncle Tong has been in business for many years. His words are very helpful to me and can also represent many views of the outside world."

"Yes, this mentality is right." Tong Sicheng looked at her with appreciation, and then went on to discuss the future development trend of games with Ruan Qian.

The girl talked freely: "With the development of mobile phones in the future, games will definitely focus more and more on mobile devices. It is not impossible to port large online games to mobile phones."

"Which company do you think is promising in the current Internet sector?"

"ByteDance." Ruan Qian took out her phone and pointed at the app on it. "They are developing very fast. Toutiao has a large number of users and is very good at using information. They are also raising funds to expand every year."

Tong Sicheng nodded: "I have done a lot of work."

Ruan Qian smiled bitterly. Isn’t that right?

She studied hard just to have the confidence at this time.

The wealthy families did not look down on poor people like her. On the contrary, they were willing to invest as long as you showed them your potential. The road to success was not crowded, because there were not many people who were qualified and could persist to the end.

In the kitchen, Tong Yao was helping Jiang Wu prepare lunch. Jiang Wu asked her:

"How far have you progressed?"

Tong Yao's heart tightened and she said:

"Just...holding hands."

"Heh." Jiang Wu knew her daughter was not being honest. "Do you think I'm easy to fool?"

Tong Yao didn't dare to speak at all.

After they finished chatting, the little girl came over to help. The kitchen was big enough for them to talk in private, so Tong Yao whispered to Ruan Qian what had just happened.

After hearing this, Ruan Qian was surprised and said, "Auntie already knew about it."

Nursery Rhyme: "?!"

"You didn't walk properly when I came back one day..." The girl blushed, "I'm sorry."

This word "I'm sorry" is very subtle, making Tong Yao feel weak and in need of care.

She also realized that she was no longer the pure daughter in her mother's heart.

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On February 20th, school started and the tail end of winter came.

Ruan Qian started school in March. On the first day that Tong Yao clocked in for work, the little girl suggested visiting the branch school.

"Why should we let you into the school?" Tong Yao raised her eyebrows.

"Because I'm a family member." Ruan Qian smiled.

As long as you tell the guard, outsiders can indeed enter. "I'm busy today because I have an opening ceremony." After entering the school gate, Tong Yao said, "You can go around by yourself."

Ruan Qian smiled and said yes.

On the playground, the three grades gathered, the speeches on the stage were passionate, and the students below were chattering on their own, neither side interfering with each other, and the runway in the middle was like the river between Han and Chu. After not seeing each other for a winter vacation, many people have gained weight, and Tong Yao suddenly remembered that she had forgotten something very important - she found Xia Zhi in the crowd, and saw that the girl was in the same state as before, neither good nor bad, so she felt a little guilty about her negligence.

Because of appendicitis, she didn't go to school for the last period of time, so she didn't know where Xia Zhi spent his winter vacation. Given the child's personality, he would never ask her for help, and she didn't know... how much he had suffered.

After the opening ceremony, when each class returned to the classroom, she called out to Xia Zhi alone.

"Xia Zhi," she looked at the skinny girl with concern, "Where did you spend your winter vacation?"

"I live with my junior high school teacher." Xia Zhi said softly, "The scholarship came in, and I gave her the rent."

Naturally, the junior high school teacher refused to accept the money, but she insisted, and in the end the teacher only charged a symbolic amount for food expenses.

"That's good," Tong Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, your dad...didn't come looking for you, right?"

Xia Zhi shook his head and lowered his head again: "I haven't heard from him for a long time."

Maybe he has completely given up on his daughter.

This should be a good thing.

Anyway, there is no one waiting for her in that house.

But Xia Zhi's heart was empty. From then on, she had no relatives. Living alone in the world, she had to shoulder everything by herself.

Sometimes she would think of the good side of that man. That kind of man would have a change of heart and occasionally be kind, although it was fleeting, it was like an unforgettable dream that made her cry countless nights.

Tong Yao was silent, not knowing what to say to comfort her. In the end, she could only pat Xia Zhi's shoulder gently:

"Go back to the classroom, go to school, and study with peace of mind. You can ask your teacher for help with future problems, whether psychological or academic or life-related. It will be fine even after you graduate."

Xia Zhi pursed her lips and nodded her head imperceptibly. She knew that Teacher Tong was very good, but time and distance were as ruthless as flowing water. After this semester, the classes would be divided into arts and sciences, and by then, it was very likely that Teacher Tong would not be the head teacher. If you are not in the same class, even your classmates will drift apart, not to mention the teacher.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

The first class of the new semester was math class, and most people were in a trance, as if they were listening to a foreign language. Tong Yao assigned a question, and when she walked down, she found a boy who was so engrossed in reading a comic that he didn't even notice the teacher approaching even when people around him reminded him. As the class teacher, she handed over the comic. The boy was embarrassed and stiff when he saw her. Tong Yao looked at the name of the comic and found that it was the work of a little girl, "Dream Walk".

The taste is pretty good.

She didn't say much so as not to disrupt the class.

"After you finish these few questions, we will stop here for converting sums and differences into products... What are you looking at in the back?" Standing on the podium, she noticed that several students in the back row kept looking out the window, so she frowned.

Those students immediately behaved themselves, but as soon as she turned to write on the blackboard, the gossip from below became increasingly louder.

"You don't want to listen anymore, right?" she said angrily. In order to find out what they were looking at, she opened the front door and found the little girl playing in the puddles on the edge of the corridor.

Ruan Qian, an 18-year-old female college student wearing a white pompom hat, was indeed a fatal attraction to these boys who were two or three years younger than her. But in terms of beauty, she was outshined by Teacher Tong, and more importantly, someone recognized her as the cartoonist Tamamo, so they were all very excited.

"Ruan... Ruan Qian, what are you doing here?" She changed the topic temporarily.

The little girl looked at her and said with a smile: "I came to see you. Did it disturb your class?"

"It doesn't affect me, but that group..."

In the classroom, because there was no teacher to maintain discipline, more and more people started talking.

"Is that Tamamo-sensei?"

"Who is Tamamo?"

"How does she know Teacher Tong?"

"Stupid, don't you know that Tamamo is Teacher Tong's previous student?"

"Everyone, please stop talking..." Xia Zhi had sweat on his forehead as he struggled to control the students who were talking.

Suddenly, Tong Yao from the door poked her head in. The classroom was quiet for a moment, but then Ruan Qian also came in and smiled at them.

"Oh!" everyone cheered.

"Quiet." Tong Yao tapped the podium with the blackboard eraser. "Let me introduce to you all, this is my student from the previous class. Your senior, Ruan Qian, was admitted to University A."

"Hello, everyone." Ruan Qian waved.

The class was in an uproar. Even those who didn't know Ruan Qian were very happy, as long as they didn't have to attend class!

"Yaoyao asked me to share some learning experience with you." The little girl smiled.

"Ah!" Everyone keenly caught the name "Yao Yao" and started to make a noise. Tong Yao turned her face away in embarrassment - I told you not to call her that, it must be intentional!

Ruan Qian tilted her head, raised her lips, and said softly:

"In fact, when I enrolled, my grades were very poor, just like you. I was probably ranked around 400-500 in my grade. I never thought I could go to University A at that time."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the classroom quickly fell silent. Everyone was curious about the celebrity's past. What? Ranked 400 or 500? That's too bad. How could she get into University A later on?

"It was Teacher Tong who changed me." She finally addressed him normally, stretched out her hand, and spread it in the direction of Tong Yao, "Believe me, she has the power to change you. If you work hard now, it's not just in time, it's a good idea to prepare for a rainy day."

"So, I would like you to believe her too."

Chapter 172: Ball Game

As soon as the get out of class was over, Ruan Qian was surrounded by students from Class 9.

Some asked questions, some wanted to take photos, and Tong Yao realized that several people had hidden their phones and didn't hand them in. She silently wrote down the names and planned to collect them when she collected the phones next week and settle the score later.

The little girl stood in the crowd, facing various questions, and answered them freely and casually:

"No boyfriend."

“It used to be really bad.”

"I persisted in drawing comics because of the encouragement given by Teacher Tong. She gave me a lot of things, such as markers and digital tablets. She also hired people to buy my paintings and rewarded me every time I made progress..."

"Oh!" A group of gossip lovers and lesbian fans went crazy.

Nursery rhyme: "..."

Realizing that the little girl was deliberately stirring up trouble, she quietly avoided the crowd and slipped into the office to drink tea. She was afraid that her students would catch her and ask, "Is what Teacher Tamamo said true?" How would she answer then?

I feel extremely guilty just thinking about it.