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

There is no reason not to make money from door-to-door sales, let alone the first pot of gold for the small shop. She restrained her inner joy and put the works into the bag. The man looked at her and put the money on the table. He felt itchy for a moment:

"Miss, can I take a picture of you?"

Ruan Qian was stunned. The other party was her only customer. She was very grateful, but she had never been taken care of by a professional camera before. She was quite uncomfortable. After struggling for a while, she could only nod implicitly:

"……Can."

The man shouted "Yeah" in his heart. He could take pictures of both a big beauty and a small beauty. It was a huge profit.

He took several photos before stopping and was about to leave with his bag, but was suddenly stopped:

“Can you show me the photo?”

He turned around and the girl said embarrassedly: "If the photo is not good, I want to delete it."

“Right, right, right,” the man tapped his head, “I was so excited that I forgot to show it to you.”

As he said this, he opened the album and flipped through the photos one by one. Each photo didn't change much, and the girl looked at it and thought, fortunately, she didn't make herself ugly. But the next second, she flipped through the photos and turned into another person.

The man was stunned and quickly turned the dial back.

"Wait, turn back, who was in the photo just now?" The little girl suppressed the urge to grab the camera and asked anxiously.

"Uh..." Realizing that something was wrong, the man evaded the question, "The cosplayer I just photographed..."

"No, she's not wearing a cosplay costume!"

"Well... that's someone else's photo. It's not convenient to show it to you..."

"She asked you to buy it, right?"

The little girl suddenly said.

The man was speechless.

Ruan Qian is not stupid, and she can understand many things as soon as she thinks about them. She did not ask where Teacher Tong is, and her eyes were slightly red:

"Did she give you the money?"

The man coughed awkwardly: "Uh... the money she gave me was enough to buy three sets, but she only let me buy one. The other four sets were what I wanted to buy myself... I think your paintings are quite interesting."

The girl clenched her fists, then suddenly unclenched them, took out her wallet, and said, "I'll give you the money she gave you, and you return the money to her and delete her photos, okay?"

Even she didn't have a photo of Teacher Tong, and the childish possessiveness made her deeply jealous of the man in front of her. Teacher Tong usually didn't interact with others, but he let others take pictures... It must be because of her.

"Ah? This won't do..." The man couldn't bear to leave. Seeing that things were getting complicated, he slowly backed away, walked faster and faster, and finally ran away. The girl wanted to chase him, but her stall was there. After running a few steps, she didn't dare to go far.

Ruan Qian lowered her head. The number of works on the table finally decreased, but it was the most bitter happiness.

"It's sold?" Huang Fa was confused. "Congratulations!"

The little girl didn't sit down. She took out her cell phone, bit her lip, and called Teacher Tong. Then, she looked at the yellow-haired man and whispered:

“Can you help me watch the stall?”

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In the distance, Tong Yao, who was being approached, glanced at her phone and quickly ran to a less crowded place. She answered the call when the ringing was almost over:

"Hey?"

Ruan Qian lowered her eyes: "Teacher Tong, where are you?"

Tong Yao didn't know she had been exposed yet, and said: "I'm at school, in the dormitory."

"But why do I hear live singing?"

"……Have it?"

The nursery rhyme was frightened and he covered his phone and listened carefully. It was indeed there, and the voice heard in the hall was a little out of tune.

She stammered, "…It's my computer that's playing music."

"Really?" Ruan Qian said.

Tong Yao was stunned. Why was there an echo?

She turned around for some reason and saw the little girl standing a few meters away from her, gently pressing the phone button to hang up.

Tong Yao was stunned. The little girl walked towards her. She stepped back subconsciously, but soon realized that it was embarrassing, so she stood up straight, holding her phone, at a loss. Before she knew it, the little girl was in front of her. Her height was Tong Yao's confidence. She was full of confidence in her high heels. Just as she was about to explain something, the little girl threw herself into her arms.

"Soft..."

Her body froze, and she didn't dare touch the girl's body, because if she did, she would think of the spring scene that day. She felt the girl's lips were a little wet, rubbing against her neck, like a kitten relying on people.

"Teacher Tong." Ruan Qian's eyes were red. "Please don't help me with comics. Let me do it myself."

"Why?" Tong Yao asked subconsciously.

"No reason." The little girl hugged her tightly and refused to say anything.

No one knew that this was the last bit of stubbornness in her heart, or her self-esteem. She was so humble and insignificant in front of the Tong family's business. She had obviously received so much help from Teacher Tong, but she still thought in her heart, if she achieved success in comics by herself, would they look at her differently?

The posters didn't sell, and she wanted to give up at first, thinking that maybe it would be better to just draw the comics and sell the posters. But now she doesn't want to give up, she wants to prove to Teacher Tong that she is not a child who can only rely on her.

She wants to be Teacher Tong's woman.

Chapter 67: World Famous Paintings

When Ruan Qian went back to sell her paintings, Tong Yao hesitated, not knowing whether she should follow.

It was noon, and the winter sun was weak. Tong Yao walked around and saw that other stalls had cosplayers attracting people's attention. Each of them was an expert in selling goods. She thought, why not cosplay a character herself and help the little girl sell goods?

Think about it carefully and forget it.

A teacher should act like a teacher.

She bought two box lunches and walked towards the little girl's stall. When the table came into view, she was stunned in surprise.

There were actually eight or nine people gathered in front of the little girl's table, and some of them were even about to take out their wallets.

She approached from behind calmly, only to find that the little girl was actually drawing comics. Apparently, the title of beautiful girl cartoonist was extremely lethal to otakus. The live painting attracted a group of people who were curious about comics to watch, and the number of people was increasing. The little girl was painting peacefully, occasionally looking up and smiling sweetly at the crowd, and sometimes answering some questions. She was so pretty and well-behaved that many otakus and girls donated generously - the one who collected the money and delivered the goods was the yellow-haired girl next door, and she didn't care about her own stall, looking like she was enjoying it.

"Let's put our stalls together." Ruan Qian suddenly leaned over to Huang Fa's ear and whispered, "Let's cooperate. You can be a cashier for a day, and I'll pay you in the evening."

"Okay!" Huang Fa came here to have fun, and she would be happy as long as there were many people. "Then my pile of small pendants will be considered as gifts."

There weren’t actually that many people watching, but there were always people to fill in for those who left, and those who left often carried bags and tried to search for “Walking in a Dream” on their phones.

Tong Yao suddenly realized that some of her worries were unnecessary. The chicks she protected in the nest had actually grown wings and were wobbling and bravely trying to fly. She always thought that Ruan Ruan needed to be taken care of, but the little girl who was used to hardships had always been strong.

She took a few steps closer and reached out to touch the girl's shoulder. The girl turned around and said in surprise:

"child……"

"Shh, don't call me teacher here," Tong Yao put her finger to her lips and took the lunch box to the table, "Lunch."

Ruan Qian was stunned for a moment, her face suddenly turned red, and she stammered:

"Okay, Yaoyao..."

"..." Tong Yao covered her face, "I didn't ask you to call my name."

She obviously just didn't want to expose her noble and dignified identity as a people's teacher at the two-dimensional gathering. What's going on in this kid's mind?

She calmed down, handed one of the lunch boxes to the yellow-haired man next to her, and said, "You've worked hard, you can eat too."

"what?"

The sudden appearance of the beautiful woman made the yellow-haired girl feel embarrassed. Seeing their interaction, she knew that she was an acquaintance of the little girl. She was indeed hungry. She scratched her head and said, "Hehe... Thank you."

"Tong...Yaoyao doesn't want to eat?" the little girl asked in a low voice, her face still red.

"I'll go eat now." Tong Yao rolled her eyes at the girl who refused to change her ways and went to buy a lunch box. "I'll go back after I finish eating. I have things to do at school."

"Ah?" The little girl was stunned, and said in a voice that only she could hear, "Goodbye Yaoyao..."

Although she left, Tong Yao obviously attracted some traffic to the stall. The little girl and the yellow-haired man became even busier. The yellow-haired man took some time out of his busy schedule to ask the little girl:

"Who are you then?"

Ruan Qian paused, pursed her lips slightly, and lowered her head even more.

The current answer is far from what she is looking for.

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In the evening, the girl closed her stall, said goodbye to the yellow-haired man, and walked out with the big bag of remaining goods. She was tired after a day of work, but her heart was extremely fulfilled. She was recognized by many people and earned the first money she earned from her labor.

As for the bonus, the little girl stubbornly believed that it was because of Jiang Wu.

She dragged a snakeskin bag on the cement road, looking a bit like a rag picker. Cosplayers were everywhere, still wearing makeup and looking gorgeous. Ruan Qian actually envied these people for being able to live so freely and colorfully, at least on the surface they looked like that.

“Drip, drip.”

The car in front suddenly honked.

The car was very spacious, and Ruan Qian noticed that many cosplayers looked over, with envy and curiosity in their eyes. The car window automatically lowered, and the beauty in the driver's seat shouted to her:

"boarding."

The little girl trotted over with the bag in her hand, with surprise in her eyes.

"Put the stuff in the back seat." Tong Yao moved the seat next to her, "You sit in the front."

"Ok!"

Ruan Qian put the goods in the back, sat in the passenger seat, and stuck out her tongue:

"Thank you Yaoyao for picking me up."

"You want to be beaten." Tong Yao really knocked the little girl on the head, "Call me teacher, do you hear me?"

"Oh," the little girl felt pain and didn't dare to cross the line again, "Teacher Tong..."

"How was the back today?" Tong Yao asked while reversing the car and staring at the rearview mirror.

"There were a lot of people, all watching me draw comics." Ruan Qian helped to watch from behind, "After deducting the cost and rent... I made almost 500 yuan, and gave yuan to the yellow-haired sister."

"Not bad," Tong Yao laughed, "There aren't many opportunities to make money like this. I heard that many people only make money for travel expenses, you are really amazing."

"Hehe." The little girl lowered her head shyly after receiving the praise.

"There's an intersection ahead. Fasten your seat belts." Tong Yao slowed down the car and reached out to grab the seat belt in the gap between the little girl's seat. Her hand brushed across the little girl's belly. Ruan Qian's face felt hot, but she said nothing.

The phone rang.

Ruan Qian looked down and saw that Tong Yao was driving very steadily, paying attention to the road conditions. Then, she heard the little girl say:

"Teacher Tong, someone asked me if I needed a brand-name bag."

The traffic light ahead turned red. Tong Yao stepped on the brakes and turned around, with a blazing fire in her eyes:

"Give me the phone."

Ruan Qian handed the phone to Teacher Tong with a smile. Tong Yao saw that the other party's information was unknown, and he wanted to meet the girl, and the price he offered was very tempting.

How dare she hook up with her...student.

She quickly replied "Get lost", blocked the person and returned the phone.

"Don't pay attention to people like this." She gritted her teeth and said, "They are all trying to seduce you little girls. They give you things with ulterior motives."

"Yeah, I know." Ruan Qian whispered, "But Teacher Tong also gave me a lot of things."

Tong Yao's face darkened: "Except me."

The little girl chuckled.

Teacher Tong might not have thought that the one with the bad intentions was the one who collected the things.

"You are still young, you don't know there are many bad people in society." Tong Yao said, "When you encounter something, you must tell me immediately, like this, understand?"

"Ah."

"You are beautiful, and there are many temptations waiting for you to join the network. Don't be silly and wait for others to leave," Tong Yao naggingly said, "If you really need anything... tell Teacher Tong."

She suddenly choked up and realized that what she said was inappropriate, but it was too late to take back what had been said.

Fortunately, the little girl just laughed muffledly.

The car drove towards the school.