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

She wanted to go back to work, but the man threatened that he would lock the door of their studio the next day and come to make trouble every day. At most, he would be detained for a few days. He would not give up until he got compensation.

At this time, the glass door of the studio was opened again.

Ruan Qian held the door handle and asked softly: "Has it not been resolved yet?"

Wang Wanyu lowered his head and tugged at the hem of his clothes:

"……Um."

She was ready to endure the director's disappointment and criticism.

But Ruan Qian didn't look at her, but turned to the man:

"How much do you want her to pay?"

The man heard that there was something going on, and he bent over with a completely different attitude, and quickly said, "Two thousand, two thousand."

"I helped." She took out her cell phone, "I bought some nutritional supplements for the old man. That's it. Is that ok? Everyone, be a witness."

"Okay, okay!" The man was delighted. "Thank you, boss!"

Ruan Qian's expression didn't change. She turned and went into the house without looking at Wang Wanyu.

"Thank you, Director."

The girl behind me said with sobs.

After the director left, everyone quickly gathered around her and felt very sympathetic towards her.

"Alas, old people are getting worse and worse nowadays."

“The director is really nice.”

"I say, if you see an elderly person lying on the ground, don't help him. If he is fine, he will get up on his own. If he is in trouble, he will get hurt again."

Some people think that this statement is a bit too rational, even cold, but considering the current atmosphere, no one started a debate.

Then one person said:

"Hey, does the director like you?"

In a word, the group fell into silence.

Then, everyone got excited - it seemed like the bossy director had fallen in love with me! Didn't the director have a frequent scandal with a female teacher? And he helped Wang Wanyu settle the matter...

"Why are you guys so excited?" the art girl said. "The director won't be interested in you."

But the programmers still had obscene smiles on their faces.

Wang Wanyu's face gradually became hotter, and the annoyance he had just felt disappeared without a trace. Instead, he felt a kind of itchy and agonizing tangle in his heart.

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At dusk, get off work.

Some employees clocked out and left, while a small number voluntarily stayed to work overtime, implementing the 996 work philosophy.

The director's office was still lit.

Ruan Qian doesn't want to bring work home.

In the screenwriting department, Wang Wanyu sat in front of the computer, composing a storyboard. She was short of money, and the two thousand yuan would make her feel distressed for a long time, but she didn't want to owe the director a favor, so she could only work hard to improve her living conditions before paying back the money. Gradually, her condition deteriorated, and the manuscripts she wrote did not satisfy her, so she had to pack up and leave work.

The elevator is going up to the 20th floor.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her. Her intuition told her that it was someone from the studio, so she turned around and saw that young and delicate face.

"Director-General."

"Yeah." Ruan Qian responded.

Wang Wanyu was extremely panicked.

How to do how to do.

What to say?

Flattery? Thanks? Loyalty?

She didn't know how to start, but it was Ruan Qian who spoke first.

"You really didn't hit him?"

Those eyes were like a clear and calm lake, with rippling waves reflecting her appearance.

Wang Wanyu was stunned for a moment, then said firmly: "Definitely not!"

Ruan Qian nodded: "Then be careful next time. Protect yourself first before helping others."

The director... is such a nice person.

Wang Wanyu lowered her head, and the things that were blocked in her heart seemed to be opened: "I didn't want to help, but..." Her smile was a little bitter, "My grandfather used to have hemiplegia. He fell to the ground at night and couldn't get up. He lay on the cold ground all night."

I told this to the director subconsciously.

She felt a little annoyed and thought that she shouldn't complain to others because no one likes to hear sad stories.

"Don't blame yourself," Ruan Qian said, "You did nothing wrong."

Wang Wanyu stood there in a daze.

"Ding--"

The elevator came down. There was no one inside. Someone had gone up before, so I guess someone was going upstairs.

Ruan Qian walked into the elevator, turned around, and saw Wang Wanyu suddenly panicking outside the elevator: "Ah, I forgot to bring my phone, I'll go back and get it!"

"Then I'll press it." As she said that, Ruan Qian pressed the door opening button.

It only takes a few tens of seconds to go from the elevator to the studio and back.

"No, no, Director, please go down first! I have something else to do!"

Wang Wanyu ran as fast as she could, and after turning the corner, she covered her red face with her hands, and for some reason her heart was beating very fast.

The elevator door closed.

She poked her head out from the corner, looked at the closed elevator door, and began to feel lost again.

downstairs.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, Ruan Qian received a call.

"Why haven't you gone home yet? Dongyang misses you."

"It's the first day today, and there's a lot going on." She said gently, "Tell Dongyang to go to bed quickly, or I won't be able to do bad things with her mother."

"Screw you, I'm sleeping with Dongyang today."

"QAQ"

Chapter 196: True Love

When Ruan Qian got home, she found out that Teacher Tong had not lied to her and that Teacher Tong had really slept with Dong Yang.

After she finished her shower, the light in Dongyang's bedroom was still on, and Teacher Tong was whispering to Dongyang. The light was a dark yellow-orange color, and the scene was very warm. Ruan Qian was actually a little embarrassed to squeeze in, but Dongyang waved his hand and shouted to Ruan Qian to get on the bed together. She instantly had a step, climbed onto the bed, and joined the conversation:

"What are you talking about?"

Tong Yao and Dong Yang looked at each other. Dong Yang felt a little embarrassed. Tong Yao smiled and said:

"Our Dongyang is so popular that today at the fitness equipment area, several third and fourth grade boys in the community wanted to adopt her as their godsister."

Doesn't she understand the minds of those little boys? They use the names of brothers and sisters to approach the girls they like, and then make their move when the time is right. Of course, there are also some girls who like to find brothers everywhere, and wish they had enough spare tires to circle the earth three and a half times.

"Sister? No, no," the little girl said, "Don't go out with those boys alone, okay?"

Dongyang nodded. She didn’t like to play with boys anyway.

Tong Yao asked with concern: "No one bullies you at school, right?"

She felt that she didn't care enough about Dongyang's life.

The main reason is that this child is so reassuring.

Dong Yang shook his head: "No...Everyone is fine."

"Also," Tong Yao's face became slightly hot, and she was very serious, "Private parts like breasts cannot be touched by others. No matter if it's an adult or a child, if anyone wants to touch them, they must tell us and the teacher immediately. Even if the teacher behaves strangely towards you, you must refuse, understand?"

"Um……"

Dongyang shrank into the quilt. Children of this age have a sense of shame, know the difference between men and women, and have a superficial understanding of love and sex. When they hear this topic, they naturally feel shy.

"Are you shy?" Tong Yao held up her chin and looked at the child with his face covered, with a smile on her lips. "These are all necessary knowledge, and I will learn them in the future. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."

The little girl pouted and asked, "Didn't your face turn red just now?"

Laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps.

"Um..." Dong Yang's subtle voice came out from under the quilt, "Did Ruan Qian not learn this knowledge well..."

Hearing her being called, the little girl was puzzled: "What did you say?"

"My aunt is a teacher, and she also behaves strangely towards you..."

Dongyang emerged from the quilt, looked at his aunt and Ruan Qian's faces, and found that his aunt's face seemed to be smoking.

"When did I behave strangely towards her!" Tong Yao explained embarrassedly, but she was afraid of misleading the child. What if there was a beastly teacher who planned something bad to little Dongyang in the future...she had to teach Dongyang how to deal with it.

So she took a deep breath and calmed down:

"Dongyang, Ruan Qian and I... are different."

Dongyang blinked, as if asking what was different.

"First of all, Ruan Qian and I are very close in age. If someone who is more than ten years older than you approaches you, you must tell us," she said awkwardly, "and... even if my aunt had strange behavior, it was after Ruan Qian graduated. Of course, there is another very important point," she looked at the little girl's smiling face, then turned back shyly, deliberately using a playful expression to cover up the unnaturalness -

"We are true love."

At the side, the little girl has already covered her face - it sounds so embarrassing!!!

How could Teacher Tong say such sweet words!

Perhaps, probably, possibly, it is the innocent nursery rhymes that can make such words be said calmly.

Dongyang didn't feel ashamed either.

As a little girl, she yearned for the beautiful feelings that only existed in movies.

"Aunt, what is true love?"

Tong Yao thought for a moment, and her moist lips opened:

"Everyone is different, and I can't summarize it. Simply put, you like the other person from the bottom of your heart, and the other person also likes you from the bottom of his heart. But...true love is not something that everyone can encounter."

When Dong Yang heard that he might not be able to meet her, a hint of disappointment appeared on his face.

"But our Dongyang is so cute, we will definitely meet him!" Tong Yao's tone changed and became cheerful, "The better you are, the more likely you are to catch him. La la la, don't think about it, go to sleep quickly, good night."

After finally finding an interesting topic, Dongyang whimpered pitifully. He didn't want to sleep, but he still succumbed to his aunt's majesty. When the lights went out, the room became quiet, but Ruan Qian's heart seemed to be filled with thousands of lights and traffic, very lively. The word "true love" stirred her heart, but she couldn't say it, let alone put it into action.

So, she had a vicious thought that after a few years, when the passionate period was over, she must let Teacher Tong perform that scene again.

"Teacher Tong, can you show me that, yes, that one?"

"We are true love."

Oh my, so embarrassing!

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In the morning, it was cloudy.

In the windless summer, the green scenery outside the window is like a still painting. Ruan Qian put on her socks, washed up, and passed the kitchen. She found that Teacher Tong had already prepared the dishes and was putting them into her lunch box with chopsticks. Occasionally, she would use one hand to scratch the roots of her hair at the back of her head, as if she was a little itchy.

Everything is quiet, beautiful and plain.

Noticing that the little girl had gotten up, the nursery rhyme asked:

"You came back so late yesterday, where did you have dinner?"

"takeout."