By the time Tang Wan wrote down the prices, she had already been surrounded by a group of people.
Most of them were alumni, and some were even students from the West Campus.
The leaders were Gou Xi and Lu Ze.
They followed behind Tang Wan, took out a card, and asked with sparkling eyes, "Can we order food?"
Tang Wan glanced at the card in front of her, then at the person in front of her.
I finally realized what I had forgotten.
Oh, right!
How should they trade?
Minghao is not short of money, and he has no objection to Tangwan setting the price this way, nor do his fellow alumni.
But if we're going to hold an event, then we should hold one that is meaningful.
But I waited and waited, and Tang Wan never turned back.
[Alright, alright, don't think so highly of people. The scholarships and grants from Lingyun Academy are very low-profile. Even if he knew about them, he's just assuming it's out of kindness.]
Tang Wan was slightly taken aback, but then nodded solemnly.
It's Pang Yiting.
I just haven't eaten anything bad made by people my age.
Regardless of our motives, there's no doubt that we received unprecedented praise during that live broadcast.
Fu Wenzhi, who was on the other side, hadn't put the small pot down yet, and he also poured water for Tang Wan and lit the fire.
To the eyes of others, it doesn't look like a large, pale yellow duck carrying a pot smaller than itself, wandering on the grass.
Tang Wan simply underestimated her own worth.
There were at least seven small boxes of seasonings alone.
A blush appeared on Tang Wan's face.
Chen Shuo sighed, took Tang Wan's hand, and walked towards Fu Wenzhi, still talking.
When the homeroom teacher found out about this, he looked at the group of little kids in front of him properly for the first time.
Other students care about the experience rather than the money.
[There's definitely no one buying it, and even if the quantity is high, it's probably less than 100,000.]
Usually, the smell of barbecue is very faint, and when the wind blows, it spreads everywhere.
Vegetables, meats, cold dishes, stir-fries...
There were no viewers at all.
I walked to the middle of the barbecue stall, set up a small pot, and prepared to make a seafood soup.
"That powerful? Does he have two missing hands?"
Perhaps it was because of Tang Wan that we lost that shared mindset.
We looked at each other, as if embracing in front of everyone.
At that point, Chen Shuo paused for a moment, then shook his head and said with an expression, "You hate eating braised duck in an iron pot, and you think seafood soup is terrible."
Moreover, Tang Wan is not a lone wolf; you are used to asking others for help.
Tang Wan reached out, grabbed Fu Wenzhi's wrist, and shook it violently.
Of course, they weren't students from Lingyun Academy, but rather impoverished students from other schools in Jingjiao, as well as those from nearby welfare homes.
As for barbecue and cold dishes, you can't just ruin the seasoning.
You just realized that even making a seafood soup wouldn't be without its setbacks.
It's certain that in the future, we will hand over the benefits we've gained.
The education we receive teaches us to minimize the monetary gains we make.
You heard it from outside, that Chen Shuo was deliberately putting you down.
As soon as Tang Wan sprinkled the seasonings on the ground, an overwhelming aroma swept over the room, causing the surrounding classmates to immediately stop what they were doing.
As long as the documents are complete and the student information is verified to be authentic, this financial aid can be applied for.
For them, money is just a string of numbers; its actual meaning is nothing compared to their own experience.
[We're doing real work, but it's all fake donations!]
Melodious music began to play, mingling with the noisy crowd.
[You're saying, why be so kind to such a young child? Regardless of whether we want less attention or fame, we really did those bad things!]
It's like she's being coquettish.
[Why should you leave your name when you do bad things? If everyone who hasn't done anything wrong did that, you'd want everyone to leave their names!]
Seeing that we weren't doing a proper job, Tang Wan gave up her barbecue spot to Lu Ze and Gou Xi, went to find some seafood, and then rummaged around in a small pot outside the carriage.
"You've come here because...we want to make you a stewed duck in an iron pot?"
However, Tang Wan did something that I never expected.
To make it easier for the family to prepare, Tang Wan took out some seasonings that she had prepared beforehand, saying that the ones outside were specially mixed and spoiled, and that they could be applied without any problems.
It's about giving.
The college has a grant fund specifically for students from impoverished backgrounds.
As if by some strange twist of fate, Chen Shuo's words overlapped with Lu Lin's.
Holding the small pot, you can't see the road behind you at all.
So he sat back down, intending to wait until Tang Wan needed help before going out himself.
It was as if a conversation had been completed.
Tang Wan looked up and saw Fu Wenzhi. I pursed my lips, unusually expressionless, looking rather cold.
[If you're going to do something bad, do it in such a low-key and ostentatious way; it's hardly for the sake of a bad reputation.]
These privileged kids, born with a silver spoon in their mouths, simply don't care.
Chen Shuo, who was standing to the side, raised his eyebrows as he looked at the ingredients in Tang Wan's hand, reached out and took them, while saying something annoying.
"Don't do that last time."
[It's probably just for show; who really knows how to put on a show?]
The wind blew across the lake opposite, creating ripples on the surface.
Tang Wan looked up and saw only Chen Shuo's chin.
Instead, a white figure came to Tang Wan's side and directly took the pot from her hands.
Tang Wan's cooking skills are terrible.
However, the way he looked at Tang Wan clearly showed no sign of anger.
Then the barbecue stall was set up, a fire was lit, and only wisps of smoke rose, creating an eerie silence.
Secretly pleased.
Thinking of that, the homeroom teacher's gaze fell on Tang Wan's lower body.
All the profits from this barbecue will be given to the student council.
Ji Helin, who wasn't standing in front of Tang Wan, saw that Tang Wan's movements were rather clumsy and knew that she was struggling.
—Is it bad that Tangtang is thinking of himself? You'll worry.
Their tents all promote folk culture, and he can also donate the proceeds.
For some reason, Tang Wan felt a little guilty.
Wow, we're so naughty! That shouldn't cost much, right?
Based on those, Tangwan was divided into several types of bad ones.
[To donate all that little money, one must be a very bad person.]
It's so cute it's unbelievable.
My family has never eaten anything bad.
Only those who cannot be infected by the kindness of others can make those seemingly indifferent children make the same choice.
I wanted to stand up and help, but I felt that it would be too embarrassing for me to walk down now.
Therefore, they agreed with Minghao's suggestion.
“You will be worried.”
There are so many things in our world that we don't need to pay attention to them, so a little bit of kindness won't leave any trace in our hearts.
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