Chapter 163 The older you get, the younger you become, childish
Tang Guan felt that many people were looking at him.
But every time she turned her head, she couldn't find who was staring at her.
The school forum has not yet quieted down.
They looked at 3L's reply and continued asking.
[Her name is Tangtang? Do you know her?]
[Did you watch the popular variety show "New Dad" a while ago? Tangtang was a guest on it!]
【She is super cute and a very reliable little cub! 】
[Wow, I haven't seen Tangtang for a long time. Emperor Lu kept Tangtang under wraps, and no one could find any trace of Tangtang's life.]
[Wait, classmate above, please don't cry yet. I just did a search, and it seems like this variety show has problems in every episode.]
[I'm dying of laughter. I saw it too. There's always a legal guy. They're so unlucky. I think the fat director is going to break.]
[Fat Director: I must have done something wrong to have met you here.]
[Wow, Tangtang can't speak, but she's so smart.]
[Yes, yes, Tangtang is a child from an orphanage, but she is very lovable and has now been adopted by Mr. Lu as his sister.]
But everyone would be so naively happy for Tang Wan's luck.
Jealousy is also a kind of human emotion.
[But she is lucky now, she was able to get down from the Cullinan.]
[??? Your tone is so weird...]
[Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay? Have some Lychee Plums.]
[Problem, you have such strong malice towards a little kid, your life must be so miserable.]
The person who said that not only did not get everyone's approval, but was criticized instead.
He was not convinced and kept typing on the keyboard.
[Even if you lick her here, she won't see it, and she won't invite you to the villa to play, nor will she give you a penny!]
[She has become a rich person, while you are still struggling for life! ]
After saying that, he closed the forum, feeling a little guilty and not daring to look at it anymore.
His roommate suddenly shouted, "What the hell is this idiot? How could he have such strong malice towards a child?"
Another roommate took off his headphones, moved closer to the speaker and asked, "What? Let me see."
"Wow, this kid is so cute."
Then he changed the subject, his tone somewhat disgusted: "Who is this person? Is he from the same school as us? Why does he have such a foul mouth?"
The people who were still in the dormitory were slightly startled, then turned off their computers, rushed out of the dormitory, slammed the door shut, and left angrily.
The student who had just spoken touched his head and asked in confusion: "What is he doing? Why is he so angry?"
"Who knows? He's always been this weird."
Tang Guan didn't know that so many people were discussing her in such a short distance. She was still thinking about what she should do and what to say when she saw Grandma Li.
When Tang Wan stood at Grandma Li's door, she was still thinking about how to answer.
But the moment the door opened, Tang Wan just greeted Grandma Li and handed her the prepared souvenir.
"Tangtang is here!" Grandma Li was still as lively as ever, her tone always rising.
She had a girlish smile on her face, and she was full of life.
Through the door, you can see a white-haired old man wearing reading glasses, lying on a recliner, reading a newspaper.
The sun shone on his body, and he looked very comfortable.
Hearing Grandma Li's voice, the grandfather who was reading the newspaper turned his head and immediately saw the little kid Tang Wan.
Grandma Li took Tang Wan's hand and let her in, asking, "Did you come here alone?"
Tang Wan nodded and stood at the door sensibly. She did not walk in rashly, but looked to see if there were any shoe covers on the shoe cabinet.
Grandma Li couldn't control the smile on her face when she saw Tang Wan doing this.
She bent down, pinched Tang Wan's face, and said, "My dear, why are you so cute?"
Grandma Li took out the plush slippers she had prepared for Tang Wan a long time ago, asked Tang Wan to put them on, and then she started walking towards the kitchen.
I want to get the mung bean soup I made for Tang Wan.
He was still saying, "Go keep Grandpa Tao company. I'll get you a bowl of mung bean soup."
Tang Wan nodded obediently, then walked to Grandpa Tao who was basking in the sun.
Tang Wan looked at the blanket he was wearing. The pattern on it was extremely complex, very different from the large area of solid color.
It is colorful, but not gaudy, instead it has a sense of intricate splendor.
The floor tiles on the ground are also very bold in color, with many patchwork colors.
But the amazing thing is that the combination of these colors does not make the eyes feel uncomfortable.
There are silver ornaments hanging on the wall, and when the wind blows, there seems to be a faint sound.
Suddenly, Tang Wan heard a somewhat vicissitudes of life voice ringing in his ears: "Do you want to use these patterns to promote national culture?"
Tang Wan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"Humph, you overestimate your own abilities."
There was a hint of contempt in Grandpa Tao's tone.
But strangely, Tang Wan did not hear any bad tone from this voice, but rather a strange sense of pride.
“Do you know how many people have lost their fortunes promoting these folk cultures?”
"There are also many taboos. If you don't do something well, they will magnify it infinitely and find fault with you. Can you accept all this?"
Tang Wan tilted her head, an action she was thinking subconsciously.
After a long while, Tang Guan picked up the tablet in his hand, which had something written on it.
[No one can guarantee that he will never make mistakes.]
[This is a great opportunity for publicity and doesn't require much money. We just need to seize every opportunity for exposure and accumulate little by little. One day, folk culture will be carried forward.]
What Tang Wan said makes sense.
And the fact that she could say such words showed that everything she did was carefully considered and not done casually or just to attract attention.
Grandma Li, who came out of the kitchen, just saw the tablet in Tang Wan's hand and immediately realized that her husband was playing with Qiao again.
She glared at Grandpa Tao lying on the recliner in annoyance, and then said, "Tangtang, don't take your Grandpa Tao's words to heart. He is like this. If he wants you to ask him for help, he will put himself on the line."
"The older you get, the more childish you become."
Grandpa Tao's face turned red when his wife suddenly exposed his mistake. He turned his head to the side and didn't even look at Tang Wan.
It seemed that this could help him ignore the curious gazes that Tang Wan was looking at him.
A little embarrassing.
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