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

Home is a wonderful place. It teaches you to be mature and independent, but it also makes you turn back into a child.

"Look at this news," Tong Sicheng flicked the newspaper, "The chairman's son is not a good person. He learned from others to manipulate stock prices. Son, you won't do such a stupid thing, will you?"

Tong Hua took a look and said, "You think too highly of me. I don't have that ability."

Tong Yao, who was sitting at the end of the sofa, raised her head and tried to ask:

"Dad, is our company's future strategy still to develop home appliances?"

"Hmm. Why, any ideas?"

Tong Yao pursed her lips. She knew that some hot industries would emerge in the future, but she didn't know how to express it reasonably and clearly:

"...I think the gaming industry is pretty good. Isn't Qifan very popular now? Maybe we can make something similar..."

"Hey, my sister also knows Qifan?" Tong Hua smiled, "Want to play a few rounds with me?"

"Do you think your sister is the same as you?" Tong Sicheng frowned, and when he looked at his daughter, his expression softened instantly, "Yaoyao, your idea is not bad. There are many young people who think like you now. The Internet is very popular now, but they have no experience in the mall. When doing business, the most taboo is blind diversification. Many companies have died because of this."

Tong Yao pouted to show that she gave up.

I was a homebody in my previous life and have never touched business in this life. As a result, I can't grasp the means of making money even when they are right in front of me.

Her father was right. Her idea was good, but it was far from success. A failure in a detail might mean she missed the future she had envisioned.

She probably has no talent for business.

According to her mother's expectations, she should continue to study, get a doctorate, study abroad, and then return to China to serve as a university lecturer, associate professor, and professor. She should be highly respected and popular, and finally marry a man who is a good match in every aspect - this is the life Jiang Wu planned for her.

As for whether to choose this path, Jiang Wu gave her the choice.

Few children are willing to grow up according to their parents' plans, and Tong Yao is no exception. But she had to admit that Jiang Wu knew her better than she did herself, and she knew exactly what kind of person her daughter was.

As long as it is not a bad thing, she will push anything her daughter hates in front of her - such as eggplant and socializing.

The proposal was politely rejected by her father, which was somewhat of a blow to Tong Yao.

——I am not actually that good.

Her classmates might despise her for saying this, but Tong Yao really believed it in her heart.

She returned to the bedroom quietly.

Tong Sicheng put down the newspaper, hesitated for a while, and nudged his son with his arm: "That Qifan, it's fun?"

Talking about the game, Tong Hua became excited: "It's not about whether it's fun or not, it's just... very addictive, I can't help but spend money after playing a game."

"Prodigal son." Tong Sicheng sneered.

"Dad, seriously, if we make a free Qifan, it will definitely be a hit!"

"How do you make money without paying? Advertising?"

"Um...too."

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This is probably the most relaxing weekend for students.

When I returned to school on Sunday night, it was obvious that my classmates had a great time. Before class, a group of people were chattering and talking about what they did over the weekend.

Jiang Yiming took out a book called "Dragon Clan 2: Eyes of the Mourner" from his schoolbag. This was a book that had just been published and was extremely popular among students. In high school, as long as you have a few popular novels, your popularity will not be too bad.

"Do you want to see it?" The boy showed the cover to Ruan Qian.

“…I haven’t seen the first one.”

The cover was very exquisite, but Ruan Qian thought about it and decided to give up.

"I still have the first part." Jiang Yiming said attentively.

"Oh, thank you..." Ruan Qian hesitated for a moment, took the first book, and said, "I heard it's pretty good."

"That is!"

Xu Hao in front gave Jiang Yiming a knowing look.

Boys of this age like to use popular things to please the girls they like.

Among boys, who likes who is clear among the gay friends. For example, when asked in the dormitory "Who do you like", Jiang Yiming pretended to be very reluctant, didn't like it very much, and thought about it for a long time, and finally said Ruan Qian's name, trying to express the emotions of "I really just like her a little bit" and "I don't care if she doesn't like me" - everyone actually knows this very well.

"Look, when Long Ting scolded you, Ruan Qian stood up for her! She must have a good impression of you!" Xu Hao instigated Jiang Yiming to confess his feelings.

But Jiang Yiming is really a coward, always saying "study is important" and "I'm almost in the third year of high school". To put it bluntly, he is afraid of rejection, and even his attempts to show his kindness are only blended in with the kindness shown to a large group of people.

Jiang Yiming finished his water, picked up the cup, and asked the people around him in a deep voice:

"I'm going to get some water, do you want me to help?"

"Help me bring it, thank you!"

"Good man, there's mine!"

Finally, with five cups in hand, he turned to Ruan Qian, trying to show that he was just asking in passing:

"Do you want me to bring it for you?"

Ruan Qian looked up, her beautiful eyes made the boy look away quickly. She reached out and shook the thermos cup, which was full, and said with a smile:

"I still have some, no need."

"Oh……"

Jiang Yiming left with the five bottles, feeling very miserable.

The classroom is still bustling.

Ruan Qian read a few pages of "The Dragon Tribe" and then tapped on her desk with two fingers.

——Li Hanqiang.

"Li..." She subconsciously wanted to say it out loud.

Li Hanqiang made a gesture to keep quiet and stretched out his hand. Ruan Qian obediently handed "The Dragon Tribe" to him.

How come this labor camp inmate walks without making any sound?!

Li Hanqiang walked all the way to the podium, and his spoils were a copy of "Dragon Clan", two copies of "Zhiyin Manke", and a copy of "Story Club".

The whole class was silent.

"It's only been a week, and you guys are so relaxed after a week without extra classes." Li Hanqiang patted the podium with a comic book, "Do you think it's a good thing that the school doesn't have extra classes? How many people take classes in extra classes outside? Can the quality and efficiency be better than that of the school? The burden reduction is the burden of you lazy people!

"Go to Class 1 and see how they learn without the teacher's supervision. I thought the teacher was willing to give you extra lessons. We can relax without extra lessons!

"Ji Chen, maintain discipline! Those people who were reading novels and comic books just now, come with me to the office!"

Not long after, Jiang Yiming came back with a bunch of water bottles.

"Where is Ruan Qian?" The class was too quiet, so he asked in a low voice.

Xu Hao whispered: "I was caught reading "Dragon Clan" and the book was confiscated by the labor camp."

Jiang Yiming: "..."

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Tong Yao would go back to school on Sunday night because she had to attend evening self-study classes.

Her evening self-study class had not started yet, but she saw Teacher Li leading a group of children in, holding a pile of extracurricular books in their hands - wait, Ruanruan was one of them.

She stopped what she was doing and looked over there. The little girl had obviously noticed her presence, so she tried her best to hide behind her classmates, not daring to look her in the eye.

Just like the little fox in her house that knocked over the vase and then crawled into the sofa.

"It's already this late, how old are you? Why are you still reading comic books?" Li Hanqiang took out his report card and brought up the past. "Look at your last grades. You're not anxious, but I am! The monthly exam is only half a month away. Why don't you have any sense of urgency?"

Ruan Qian lowered her head in shame.

"There are also novels." Li Hanqiang threw "Dragon Clan" on the table, "Ruan Qian, is this book yours?"

The name was not written in the book, the girl was sure of that. Out of basic loyalty, she took the blame:

"……Um."

"The teacher confiscated it. Do you have any objection?"

"……No."

The little girl had a sad face and admitted her mistake so sincerely that Li Hanqiang couldn't bear to say anything harsh to her.

"I see that you've been studying hard recently, and the teacher has noticed it, but you can't slack off after just a short while of hard work! You won't get anything if you work hard for three days and rest for two days. You'll have plenty of time to read novels in the future, understand?"

Ruan Qian nodded repeatedly, and Li Hanqiang waved his hand and let her go first.

The little girl left the office in a daze.

Why...Teacher Tong is here too.

Teacher Tong saw every embarrassing and shameful look of mine.

Would Teacher Tong feel that he was not a good boy? He said that he was studying hard, but he was reading novels behind his back.

Thinking of this is what makes Ruan Qian most sad.

"How is it?" Jiang Yiming returned to the classroom and carefully looked at Ruan Qian's face. "Did the labor camp scold you?"

His face looks so bad, did he curse harshly?

Ruan Qian shook her head, opened a volume 53, and held the pen in her hand:

"I'm sorry, the book was confiscated. I'll go out and buy you a new one next week."

"Um, no, really no..." The boy would definitely not let the girl pay such a small amount of money, "I have several books at home..."

"I'll pay for it."

Ruan Qian didn't listen to him. She finished talking to herself and started doing the questions with her arms covering her face.

Xu Hao in front spread his hands towards Jiang Yiming.

Jiang Yiming didn't know what he was thinking about. Would Ruan Qian even go to labor camp to protect his book?

This……

He told Xu Hao his idea.

As a result, Xu Hao looked disdainful and said: "It's time to eat peaches."

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The students who went to the office came back one after another.

The last person to appear at the door was Li Hanqiang. As soon as he stood at the door, the class, which had just been a little noisy, immediately fell silent.

Then, he stepped aside and Tong Yao walked into the classroom, officially starting the evening self-study class.

Tong Yao looked towards the corner of the back door and saw a little girl shuddering and lowering her head even more.

Ruan Qian knew that Teacher Tong would not be angry with her.

But she felt that she had disappointed Teacher Tong.

What if Teacher Tong likes Yin Jiali and Xu Yin more? They don't make mistakes and won't be criticized, but I am so... bad. How can I read novels? My grades are not as good as theirs, and I don't work as hard as them, so I don't deserve Teacher Tong's care.

At the podium, Ji Chen was already holding a classic Olympiad book and asking questions.

hateful.

The little girl held her pen tighter.

But more than that, I blame myself for not living up to my expectations.

"We may not teach you Ptolemy's theorem, but it is also necessary basic knowledge," Tong Yao wrote and drew. If it weren't for her university major being related to mathematics, ordinary teachers really wouldn't be able to handle this Olympiad knowledge. "The rest won't be difficult..."

Ji Chen nodded and wanted to continue asking, but he noticed someone behind him. He turned around and saw that it was Ruan Qian, holding a heavy Wu San in her hand.

…Someone was waiting, so he was too embarrassed to continue asking.

"Teacher, that's all I have to ask." He thanked her and left quickly. As the class monitor, he had a special sense of responsibility - to give the opportunity to ask questions to students with poor grades as much as possible.

Ruan Qian placed the book in front of Tong Yao nervously.