Chén Zhāoyáng and Lín Xiǎotáng had high hopes of making a fortune by selling Asian Games mascots on the commercial street, but reality dealt them a heavy blow. After an entire morning, the stall remained desolate, with practically no customers, plunging their hearts into an icy abyss.
Lín Xiǎotáng looked at the neatly arranged mascots upon which they had pinned such high expectations, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Chén Zhāoyáng, how can nobody be buying them? Did we do something wrong?"
Chén Zhāoyáng was anxious inside as well, but he forced himself to stay calm. He gently patted Lín Xiǎotáng on the shoulder and comforted her, "Xiǎotáng, don't get discouraged. People probably just haven't noticed us yet. It's bound to pick up this afternoon when the crowds come out. Our mascots are so cute, they're sure to be popular."
Chapter 63