"Uncle, is this a comic you drew yourself?"
"Eh? How did you know it was a comic?" ng Lang was taken aback.
"While you were chatting with Uncle Zhang earlier, I got bored and took a look. It’s quite interesting. Uncle, why are you carrying them with you?"
"Oh, it’s nothing. Just seeing if I can find a publisher to help promote it."
As the material was not a secret, ng Lang didn’t mind answering.
Promotion? Xiao Yu pondered thoughtfully.
"What comic is it? Let see." Yan Weiwei beca interested upon hearing this.
ng Lang was about to stop her when Yan Weiwei had already reached out with her greasy hands and taken the few pages of paper from ng Lang’s bag.
"Hey, be careful not to get them dirty."
"Tsk! I thought it was sothing special... Virus Queen, White Blood Cell Warrior... Pff! What kind of childish comic is this? Are you ntally that young?"
"You don’t understand! It’s called a science popularization comic!" ng Lang rolled his eyes.
"A sales guy drawing science popularization comics? No wonder most people involved in science popularization nowadays are unreliable."
"Hey, hey! That’s a personal attack on all of us amateur scientists!
Let tell you the truth! If this comic gets popularized, it would definitely benefit the whole of humanity!"
"Hahaha! You’re cracking up. This? Benefit the whole of humanity? Why don’t you say that the comic will save the world?"
"That... hasn’t been verified, but I wouldn’t rule out the possibility."
"Pfft! Hahaha... Even if today were April Fool’s Day, you wouldn’t have to be so full of hot air, right?"
ng Lang sighed helplessly, in this age where the lines between truth and falsehood, and right and wrong are so blurred.
Why bother lying when no one believes the truth anyway?
"I think the comic Uncle drew is pretty interesting. This should be advanced biology knowledge, but even I can understand it because of the way it’s drawn. Uncle is really amazing!"
"Look, look, compared to a certain individual who votes with their feet, Xiao Yu’s critique is professional! That’s the difference between a top student and a bottom student!"
"Xiao Yu, how can you turn your elbow out?" Yan Weiwei was indignant.
"Hey, hey! What do you an by turning your elbow out? Xiao Yu’s elbow is positioned just right, with no issues!
Haven’t you realized? In Xiao Yu’s Guard Team, you’re the one who doesn’t fit in, and it’s been destined since we were kids!"
"What? I don’t fit in? And it was destined?" Yan Weiwei narrowed her eyes.
"If you can’t clarify this today, I’ll make you look really bad!"
"Hehe! Look, ng Lang, Lin Xiaoyu, Lin Haitang, do you hear any pattern there?"
"This... Is there a pattern?" Yan Weiwei was confused.
Wasn’t it just saying the nas of the three people?
"Look! We have a Lang, a Yu, and a Hai. What are those? They’re all water!
The three of us are lacking water in the Five Elents!
You, Yan Weiwei, with the ’Wei’ character under the ’grass’ radical, you’re lacking wood, and even if it were changed to Yan Lihua, that would still be lacking wood!
Our needs are different, so how can we be in the sa circle?
Now tell , who’s inside the circle and who’s outside?
Is it not predestined that you don’t fit in with us?"
Yan Weiwei: "..."
She silently rolled up her sleeves and then stood up.
"I’ll show you water! I’ll show you water!"
"Ouch! Don’t hit! I was wrong!"
"Hahaha!"
Elder Zhang passed by nearby and saw the three of them playing and jesting; he shook his head with a smile.
"Being young is great..."
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