A song under the sea, depressed the whole network

Chapter 227 Bai Zhu, You Are Exposed!
"Thank you so much, young man. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to get back on this road at night."

Inside the dim shack, Qian Xuejie looked at the messy room full of waste in front of him, and finally managed to find an open place and sat on the paint bucket.

The old man happily rummaged through the room.

The whole room has almost nothing except a dilapidated wardrobe and a bed, and it is full of various cartons and mineral water bottles.

Oh no.

Qian Xuejie seemed to see a refrigerator in the corner, but the refrigerator was so dilapidated that it couldn't see its original appearance.

After seeing the old man really opened the refrigerator door and making sure it was a real refrigerator, Qian Xuejie couldn't help muttering.

"It really has the style of doomsday wasteland."

It was already close to twelve o'clock, and ten minutes later it could be called early morning.

Just after he drove the old man all the way to his shed, the old man dragged Qian Xuejie in for a sit down no matter what he said.

With the idea of ​​not making the old man sad, Qian Xuejie walked into the room.

Not to mention, the room looked messy, but it was actually quite clean upon closer inspection.

All the cartons were neatly folded, and various plastic bottles were packed and placed aside according to their sizes.

It's just because the house is dilapidated and there are too many waste products, so it seems a little hard to say.

The old man himself looked quite clean. Although he was sweating all over his body due to hard work, there were no stubborn stains on his clothes.

The blue undershirt was already a little whitish after washing.

It can be seen that the life of the elderly is very difficult, but they are well organized.

Seeing this, Qian Xuejie's expression was very emotional.

He has always felt that his life is difficult, that his life is too hard, but when he comes here to have a look, Qian Xuejie only feels that he is a bit hypocritical.

Looking at the environment in front of him, he knew what real bitterness looked like.

At the same time, the old man had already found the only bottle of drink from the refrigerator, and happily handed it to Qian Xuejie who was sitting on the paint bucket.

"Young man came to drink water, I'm really sorry for delaying you for so long!"

"No, no, no! You don't have to be so polite!!"

Qian Xuejie looked at the drinks handed over by the old man, how could he be embarrassed.

A bottle of drink costs [-] yuan. Judging from the current market for buying mineral water bottles, the sack of empty bottles picked up by the old man may not be as expensive as the bottle of drink in his hand.

This made Qian Xuejie feel embarrassed.

As a result, seeing Qian Xuejie's refusal, the old man became anxious and said to Qian Xuejie quickly.

"Clean!! Clean!! This was given to me by people from the foundation yesterday! I didn't drink it! Don't be afraid, it's not my dirty bottles!"

While talking, the old man kept pushing the drink in his hand into Qian Xuejie's hand.

Hearing the old man's words, Qian Xuejie was slightly taken aback.

He didn't expect that his refusal made the old man think that he disliked his drink. He really couldn't say no to the old man, so he could only hold the only bottle of drink in the refrigerator.

For a moment, Qian Xuejie's heart was heavy.

However, Qian Xuejie noticed more about the foundation that the old man just mentioned, which made Qian Xuejie curious.

Logically speaking, although the price of waste products is not very high now, Qian Xuejie often sees this old man picking up things outside.

Such a hardworking old man shouldn't be so poor, right?

Look at the inside of this room, the real house is barren, there is no other word to describe it except alive.

"Master, what is the foundation you just mentioned?"

The old man who stuffed the drink he had taken out into Qian Xuejie's hand had a cheerful face, and suddenly froze for a moment after hearing Qian Xuejie's question.

After pondering for a while, the old man finally came to the bed tremblingly, and took out a red plastic bag from under his pillow.

Qian Xuejie watched curiously as the old man opened the plastic bag, revealing a whole stack of certificates from the Education Fund for Poor Children.

Seeing this scene, Qian Xuejie was completely dumbfounded.

The foundation has a lot of certificates, at least seven or eight. As the uncle opened the certificates, it was all written in gratitude to Wu Yiqing for donating to poor children to help them study.

This is the foundation's certificate of appreciation, and only those who have made major donations to the foundation will receive it this year.

Qian Xuejie flipped through these certificates, and the detailed rules on the second page were very clear.

Only the top ten people who have made great contributions to poor children's education donations in that year can have such an annual certificate of appreciation.

And when Qian Xuejie put down the certificates in his hand, he found that there were already nine such certificates under the uncle's pillow!
All of them had Wu Yiqing's name written on them.

"You are Wu Yiqing?"

Qian Xuejie looked at the certificates in front of him in disbelief, and cautiously asked the uncle in front of him.

"it is me!"

Seeing Qian Xuejie's surprised eyes, the uncle's tone was extraordinarily proud.

But think about it, Qian Xuejie can understand the old man's psychology very well. If this kind of thing is put on Qian Xuejie, let alone proud, his tail can be raised to the sky.

Can you not be proud?
He should be proud of this kind of thing, he should be proud!

"Master, you are really amazing!"

Subconsciously gave the other party a thumbs up. This time, Qian Xuejie looked at this poor house again, and suddenly felt that the whole room became thicker.

Although the room looks very barren, the certificates under the uncle's pillow are worth a thousand dollars.

Even Qian Xuejie couldn't imagine how this old man, who only relied on picking up waste and recycling garbage, managed to donate such a huge sum of 80 yuan!
This kind of thing is almost beyond the scope of his cognition!
And the next moment, Uncle Wu Yiqing began to tell Qian Xuejie the reason for this matter.

"At the beginning, there was an old guy who picked up waste with me. All his income in his life was donated to other children. He said that if one more person could study, the country would have more hope."

"It's a pity that he was hit by a car and died. People from the foundation took care of his funeral. I don't know why, just like him, I started donating money to those children."

"Maybe I'm just thinking that if someone leaves in the future, someone will still miss me, and maybe they can help me deal with the funeral."

"Thinking about it this way, my purpose of doing good deeds is not pure."

Having said that, Uncle Wu Yiqing suddenly smiled embarrassedly.

Qian Xuejie's thoughts on doing good deeds became even heavier.

If it weren't for this chance today, he might never know about it in his life.

In the same way, he will never know in his life that among so many ordinary things by his side, there are such great existences!
Great astonished him!
"Just being able to stick to it is already great!"

Seeing the old man's ashamed expression, Qian Xuejie hastily spoke out.

If the old man in front of him is ashamed, wouldn't he have to die?
Suddenly, Qian Xuejie felt a little panicked.

"In fact, when I think about it later, those children are suffering."

"An old man like me is useless. He will die when he dies. It won't cost a lot of money."

"Those children are the most important thing. They are still young and they have a future."

"If the money donated can make them study more, it can be regarded as giving them another hope."

"Thinking of this, it's okay for me to suffer a little bit."

……

When Qian Xuejie walked out of the shed, Uncle Wu Yiqing's words just now were still ringing in his ears.

Qian Xuejie was in a trance, and drove away from the shed. Qian Xuejie took a deep breath, his shocked heart could not be calm for a long time.

Every word that Uncle Wu Yiqing said just now was imprinted in Qian Xuejie's heart.

At this moment, Qian Xuejie remembered that he had just heard the song sung by Bai Zhu, and quickly used his mobile phone to find the audio connected to the car.

He seemed to feel Bai Zhu's words.

So life, it is as bright as a song!
Things like this happen in every corner.

For example, a student who just finished evening self-study is watching the replay of the program while listening to Baizhu's song.

On the one hand, he was struggling with the porters in front, pushing the heavy cart.

For another example, several middle-aged men who were sitting at the barbecue booth and were drinking away their worries, after watching the song Bai Zhu just sang, all of them were silent and speechless.

Later, they saw a tired mother on the side of the road carrying heavy steel bars, and behind her two children who were only four or five years old were carrying bamboo baskets to help their mother lift the long wooden plank.

The shadow under the moonlight dragged very long on the ground.

Without saying a word, these people walked directly towards the mother and child.

Under the horrified eyes of the other party, several men took the items on their bodies and snatched the things in their hands.

Two other people held a child in one hand and helped them lift up all their belongings.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!! You are really good people!!"

"There is nothing to thank, a few big men, carry something small! Tell us how to get there."

"These two children are so cute. They don't have food, and we don't have anything to eat."

"Oh, what's the matter! Don't be too polite! Just think that some of our uncles bought it for this child, third child, hurry up!! Stop the rice seller in front and let him cook three more fried rice!"

"..."

Late at night, under the moonlight, the mother and child surrounded by the crowd had smiles on their faces.

The owner of the barbecue stall packed up the rest of the things, and couldn't help laughing as he watched the figures gradually leaving, as well as the guy trotting towards the fried rice stall.

In his mobile phone, there is also a song sung by Bai Zhu.

At this moment, the boss was packing up his things, and he was still humming along.

"So life! It shines like a song!"

……

Bright life, submerged in the noisy dust.

Everything extraordinary is covered up by the ordinary.

The brilliant brilliance, like the sun, floated out among the crowd and hung high in the sky.

No one knows where the goodness in this world appears, but it will definitely be like life, endless and brilliant.

In the early morning of the next day, everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened.

After the noise, it fell into silence, and the noise of the next day broke the silence again.

Bai Zhu got up from his bed, after washing, Bai Zhu looked at his bed in a daze.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be unable to go back.

At this moment, Bai Zhu feels that he wakes up earlier every time, and now he wakes up on time at six o'clock every day.

This made Bai Zhu extremely uncomfortable.

He is a person who likes to sleep late, but he began to find that the matter of sleeping late is slowly moving away from him.

What's even more frightening is that this kind of thing is not forced.

But Bai Zhu's own body is taking the initiative to stay away from things like sleeping in.

This made Bai Zhu feel extremely terrified in his heart.

You can get rid of it even if you sleep late, what else can't he do with this body? ?

Is this something humans can do? ! !
impossible! ! !
"Since when did you stop sleeping in?"

"Did it start when I appeared on the show "Thank You" and started pretending to be jade?"

Bai Zhu, who was sitting on the sofa, muttered softly.

He suddenly felt that this was retribution.

This is the retribution of fans who cut leeks by themselves!

If I had been a little more sympathetic when I started, maybe things like today would not have happened.

But whenever Bai Zhu thinks about cutting the vermicelli and leeks by himself and leaving some, he suddenly feels incomprehensible.

You don't need to sleep if you are lazy.

However, the leeks of fans have to be cut!
Bai Zhu, who wanted to understand all this, was in a much better mood.

Although he lost his sleep, he gained a pile of greener leek fields.

Changing my thoughts like this, I feel a lot better!

When he came to his office, Bai Zhu first opened his computer and the song production software.

Yu Kaiqun's situation is getting worse and worse, Bai Zhu feels that since he promised to compose a song for Yu Kaiqun, he still needs to work harder.

Bai Zhu was also thinking about what kind of song would be more suitable for Yu Kaiqun.

And Bai Zhu also opened his Weibo and Little Blue Bird.

He will regularly manage his account in person and interact with fans.

In this way, while maintaining a sense of distance, I can increase my intimacy with fans, and occasionally abuse fans and show my tenderness.

Wouldn't the brainwashing of the fans be complete? !

In such an impetuous age, wouldn't it be a great honor for fans to have such a gentle, amiable, and incomparably outstanding idol? !
This can also be regarded as a means of fertilizing the leek field by white bamboo.

You don't add nutrients to leeks regularly, and they won't thrive.

Moreover, Bai Zhu can also see some more important things in it.

For example, Yu Kaiqun, he only knew about it after seeing the private message Mr. Song sent him.

"Think about it, it should be exposed soon, right?"

Flipping through the webpage, Bai Zhu read in his mouth.

He was vacant for the first episode of the program recording and went to visit Yu Kaiqun. Although the matter was well concealed, Bai Zhu believed in the power of those paparazzi even more.

With their existence, it is impossible to take care of Yu Kaiqun by himself without exposing them.

At that time, with the emergence of this incident, my gentle personality can be improved to a higher level.

Coupled with the style of giving up the show for the fans.

Wouldn't it be invincible if you put it in the hearts of fans? !
Bai Zhu is sincere in taking care of Yu Kaiqun, and also sincere in wanting to protect Yu Kaiqun personally.

But there are some things that don't mean that he can do whatever he wants.

Instead of complaining that God is not in control, it is better to work hard to achieve a win-win situation.

Just like this, I took care of Yu Kaiqun again, and I was able to use those paparazzi to strengthen my personality and style.

Simply perfect!
And at this moment, Bai Zhu finally heard the voice he wanted to hear.

From a long distance, he heard the voice of that rough guy Hu Changyi.

"Bai Zhu, you've exposed yourself!!"

(End of this chapter)