"Ruanruan, what happened?"

That person's voice was still so soft and warm, easily sweeping away her grievances and sadness.

"It's just... I ran into a little problem," she sniffed, her toes digging on the concrete floor, her voice soft, "Mr. Tong helped me solve it, but my phone was broken, and he wanted to take me to get the screen replaced."

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" The voice on the other end became anxious. "Just listen to him and fix the phone, okay?"

At this moment, Ruan Qian felt that she no longer felt the injuries on her body.

Only satisfaction.

She does feel that there are unfair and unprovoked misfortunes in life.

But if God really exists, then there must be times when he is partial to her. When she was a child, she thought that finding a four-leaf clover would bring her happiness. At this moment, she found that hearing just one word was enough to bring her happiness.

"I'm fine, Teacher Tong," she said softly, covered in scars. "Happy National Day."

She handed the phone to Tong Hua, who put it to his ear. He didn't know what Teacher Tong said, but the big man in front of him kept saying "hmm".

"Come on, get in the car." After hanging up the phone, Tong Hua got in the car and said to Ruan Qian, "Oh, is it a rule for you girls to only sit in the passenger seat when you have a girlfriend? If you mind, you can sit in the back."

Ruan Qian didn't understand what was going on, so she nodded ignorantly and sat in the back.

"Did I forget something?" Tong Hua muttered to himself, and immediately turned back, "Send the seat belts."

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The silver Porsche was speeding along the road.

Tong Hua held the steering wheel. There was no music or radio playing in the car. It was so quiet that it was a little awkward.

He was a little distressed. He was not very good at chatting with girls. In the past, it was usually mature and sexy women who came to him. This was the first time that an underage girl was sitting in the car.

The age gap is a bit big, and there is no common topic - no, it seems that there is one.

"Um, how is Yaoyao doing in your school?"

He asked casually.

Ruan Qian, who was busy testing her phone, raised her head and whispered:

"that's great."

"Ha, that's right," Tong Hua smiled, "Yaoyao has been excellent since she was young, much better than me."

Ruan Qian listened quietly.

"She is amazing. She never cried or made a fuss since she was young. She always got first place in everything without making a sound."

My sister is the darling of the family. When she smiles, everyone smiles with her. When she is sad, the whole family will be sad.

"Some people would relax and feel proud when they are praised, but Yaoyao is different. She has been tense since she was a child, and wants to be the best in everything she does. Sometimes I hope she can relax a little, but there is no need," Tong Hua narrowed his eyes, "How bad can it be? Why does she have to be the best?"

Ruan Qian leaned on the cushion, remained silent for a while, and said:

"Maybe Teacher Tong is more of a perfectionist."

Tong Hua said nothing, took out a cigarette, realized there was someone else in the car, and put it back. At the red light, he stepped on the brakes and suddenly said:

"She likes you very much, right? She's better now. Before, she wouldn't let anyone carry her on their backs or hug them. She refused to inform us when she was injured. I thought she would just hop to the infirmary on one foot by herself."

"No..." Ruan Qian recalled that day and said seriously, "Teacher Tong must have thought about notifying you, but I saw that she was injured, so I went to her first."

"Really?" Tong Hua felt better and nodded. "Don't look at her like that. She is still a child. We have a fox at home. We just touch it. She likes to hold it and rub against it. She thought we didn't see it."

Ruan Qian was stunned, and thinking of Teacher Tong acting coquettishly while holding the fox, she lowered her head and laughed silently.

"What's going on in your mind, Yaoyao?" Tong Hua asked, opening the window to take a breath.

Ruan Qian thought deeply, then said:

"Very gentle, and...perfect, right?"

"Perfect?" Tong Hua repeated. The red light turned green and he started the car.

"You know what," Tong Hua played a song as the car continued to run, as if to hide something, "When I was a junior, I went to see Yaoyao at her university and found that she didn't have a very close relationship with her classmates."

As the topic changed, Ruan Qian's heart began to lift.

"I asked her, but she thought I was nosy and didn't tell me. Later I went to Tieba and forums and found out that someone in her university called her 'Fang Zhongyong'. You know 'The Story of Zhongyong'? You learned it in Chinese class. She was only 16 years old at the time."

"The Story of Zhongyong".

The story of a genius reduced to an ordinary person.

Nothing could be more hurtful to a genius than this story.

Ruan Qian's heart suddenly ached, and she asked in a low voice:

"Teacher Tong... your university grades are not good?"

"Why is it not good?" Tong Hua turned the steering wheel. "She's in the top 5% of her major, is that bad? Yes, it's not as good as high school, but University A is full of top students from various provinces! It's just that some people slander her!"

Rumors spread by word of mouth have no source, but by the time they spread on the Internet they are already known to everyone.

The more dazzling she was in the past, the more dust wants to stain her.

Tong Hua once thought that this was the reason why her sister did not want to continue her studies and instead looked for a job.

Ruan Qian couldn't say anything.

She didn't expect that such a gentle teacher like Tong also had a sad past.

But he was still protected by Teacher Tong.

When will she be able to protect Teacher Tong?

Chapter 32: Just like that, they met unexpectedly

Ruan Qian got off the bus and her brother's junior high school was in front of her.

The cell phone had been repaired. She said goodbye to Tong Hua at noon and went back to school to review for a while before coming here.

At the school gate, a young man in sports uniform was standing there looking down at his phone.

"Xiao Bei!"

Ruan Qian called out from a distance, and the boy immediately looked up, squinted for a while, and then waved.

"sister."

The young man ran over a few steps. He had a handsome face, and the same facial features as Ruan Qian. Although he was younger, he was already 1 meters tall.

"You only recognized me when I came over?" Ruan Qian pouted, "Are you nearsighted?"

"Huh..." The boy scratched his head, "Sister, you seem to have changed a lot."

"Hmm?" Ruan Qian, who was looking for a restaurant on the map, raised her voice and asked, "What has changed?"

"You used to be... sad."

After he said that, he thought his sister would get angry, but Ruan Qian just smiled.

"Sister, you're not angry?"

"What are you angry about?" Ruan Qian turned around and said, "Let's go, let's go eat."

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When Ruan Qian returned to school, it was already late.

The classroom was brightly lit. She thought about it and went straight back to the dormitory.

But I didn't expect to witness a quarrel downstairs in the dormitory.

"Yanzhi, you drew that comic, right? What do you mean?"

The girl who was speaking was furious.

"What do you mean?" The street lights were swaying, and Yan Zhi could only be seen with her head lowered. "It means blessing you."

"Blessings? Do you think this is fun?" The girl's voice was already tearful. "Do you want to prove that love is fragile or that you are powerful? Does snatching and throwing away make you feel superior?"

"I……"

Yan Zhi moved slightly, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

The girl ran away, probably crying.

Ruan Qian was embarrassed and shocked.

The green tea rumor turned out to be true.

She could never understand what was so good about other people's boyfriends.

"Are you eavesdropping?" Suddenly, Yan Zhi looked up at her.

"Ah?" Ruan Qian reacted and immediately proved her innocence, "This is a public place, I am not eavesdropping."

Yan Zhi blinked and said "oh" softly.

Ruan Qian looked at her secretly for a few times, and it seemed that she had no intention of saying anything to her, so she brushed past her and walked into the corridor. When she stepped onto the stairs, she heard Yan Zhi's voice again:

"Ruan Qian, are you still drawing comics?"

Ruan Qian turned around, held the handrail, hesitated for a while, and slowly nodded.

"You didn't give up..." Yan Zhi whispered to herself, and then said, "There's an ACC Animation Expo tomorrow, at the International Convention and Exhibition Center, which is quite close. Are you going?"

"what?"

Ruan Qian was a little confused.

She grew up in Shonan, where there were no formal, large-scale comic exhibitions. For her, comic exhibitions were always like an oasis in the desert, and she could only read news about them on the Internet.

"Um, do I need a ticket or something? Is it expensive?"

She asked, cash-strapped.

"I have more." Yan Zhi's eyes were dull as she spoke, "Fifty... Never mind, I'll just treat it as an invitation for you to accompany me."

"No, I'll give you fifty," Ruan Qian took out her phone and prepared to add WeChat. Thinking of the scene just now, she couldn't help but ask, "Why did you and that girl... do that?"

And, this extra ticket was originally for...

"Didn't you hear it?" Yan Zhi said calmly, "It's just a sense of superiority or something like that. I'll go to the classroom to get the ticket and leave at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."

She turned around and walked away quickly.

Only then did Ruan Qian realize what decision she had made.

Going to comic convention?

I have never been to a comic convention and I don’t know what to do at one.

Moreover, if you go to the comic convention, you will have to sacrifice most of the day's review time. Although learning does not happen overnight, the importance of mastering the knowledge before the exam is self-evident.

I am still practicing painting, but I didn't tell Teacher Tong. How is Teacher Tong's injury recovering? She must be hoping that I can make great progress, right?

After studying hard for more than a month, going out for a day should... not have much impact, right?

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The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, when Yan Zhi arrived at the school gate, she saw Ruan Qian standing there memorizing words.

"Does going out for a day bring you so much guilt?"

She sneered and handed the ticket to Ruan Qian.

Ruan Qian did not refute, she was memorizing words with the mentality of making up as much as possible. In her hand, there was a fancy ticket with a cute anime girl drawn on it, and the atmosphere of home was overwhelming.

"You are really well prepared." Yan Zhi said, looking at her backpack.

Ruan Qian blushed. She was an inexperienced newbie, so she asked many people online. She explained, "The bag is full of water and food. I heard that things there are very expensive."

She was wearing a simple style today, while Yan Zhi was wearing a T-shirt with a picture of Sasuke. There was no conversation along the way, and Ruan Qian felt that she needed to ask this ready-made new cartoonist for advice, so she asked tentatively:

"Well... you're great at drawing comics."

Yan Zhi stopped and looked at her.

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