Shenhao Started From System Downtime

Chapter 340

“quick……”

“Xiao Mao set up the equipment, Xiao Liu got the recorder ready, let’s start the interview directly!”

Looking at the busy scene in front of him, looking at the school replaced by a colorful castle, Zhang Jinghua’s years of working experience made him smell the big news in this land, and then he immediately ordered Liu Yishan and Mao Chen.

After Liu Yishan and Mao Chen heard Zhang Jinghua’s instructions, they did not hesitate, and immediately began to prepare.

Press card, voice recorder, interview microphone, camera…

Standing in front of the camera, Liu Yishan’s temperament suddenly changed, and she looked particularly dignified and decent.

Uncle Tian, ​​who had been with the three of them, suddenly saw the three of them set up their cameras, and Uncle Tian immediately became a little more cautious.

“Uncle Tian, ​​can I give you a simple interview?”

With a gentle smile on Liu Yishan’s face, she held the microphone in her left hand and the recorder in her right, and politely asked Uncle Tian.

“you……”

“Does this interview of you want to be on TV?”

Uncle Tian asked slightly at a loss.

“It may be. We are the dispatched reporters of CCTV News Station. Our interviews will have a high chance of being on TV.”

Liu Yishan smiled and answered truthfully.

“Hey, then I have to prepare well. I didn’t expect that I could still be on TV in this life.”

Uncle Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged on the tractor, hurriedly got off the tractor after hearing Liu Yishan’s answer, and at the same time straightened his collar quite formally.

Zhang Jinghua looked at Uncle Tian with a smile, but did not urge them. After seeing Uncle Tian’s preparations, Liu Yishan gestured to Mao Chen, and then stretched the recording pen in his right hand to Uncle Tian again.

“Hello, Uncle Tian, ​​I’m Liu Yishan, a reporter from CCTV. Recently, a chorus video about Wuchuan Hope Primary School and a teacher supporting teacher went viral on the Internet. Each of them in the video was shaking in the cold wind, but their eyes were trembling. The children who are full of hope don’t know how many people’s heartstrings are involved.”

“We are here this time to see these children and see this Hope Primary School, which has been standing for more than 30 years, but why is this scene on the site of Wuchuan Hope Primary School now?”

When Liu Yishan interviewed Uncle Tian, ​​Mao Chen, who was standing next to her, slowly switched the camera’s perspective, and included the brightly lit and busy scene in the lens.

“If you are here for that video, then you are late, because as early as half a month ago, the children of Wuchuan Hope Primary School had already closed. At the same time, the reconstruction of Wuchuan Hope Primary School has also begun. The Wuchuan Hope Primary School in China has long been in ruins.”

Uncle Tian was a little nervous facing the camera, speaking very slowly, but fortunately he didn’t squat.

“Reconstruction?” After hearing Uncle Tian’s words, Liu Yishan’s face showed a touch of surprise: “Uncle Tian, ​​can you tell us, Wuchuan Hope Primary School was rebuilt for any reason? Is the cost of rebuilding the school funded by the government or by individuals? Is it funded?”

Uncle Tian, ​​who is over 60 years old, after listening to the female reporter’s question, his face spontaneously showed a little respect, and then he told the female reporter what he knew, facing the camera.

About ten minutes later, Liu Yishan, Zhang Jinghua, and Mao Chen all had extremely shocked expressions on their faces.

100 Hope Primary Schools, each costing millions, repairing roads and bridges, and equipping school buses…

If it weren’t for the current busy scene, Liu Yishan and others would probably wonder if Uncle Tian was teasing them.

Because if what Uncle Tian said is true, if each Hope Primary School costs millions, then 100 Hope Primary Schools would need to spend hundreds of millions of yuan, and invest hundreds of millions of yuan in charity at a time. This is definitely one of the few in the history of China’s philanthropy.

“Uncle Tian, ​​this kind person in your mouth, do you know his identity?”

After Liu Yishan was stunned for a while, she immediately asked.

“I don’t know the specific identity. I only know that this kind person is a teacher who came to Wuchuan Hope Primary School some time ago to support teaching. He is very young and should be a college student. I heard from the villagers that he is from a media company in Yanjing. Big boss, his surname is Lin.”

Uncle Tian was thinking, recalling and responding to Liu Yishan’s questions.

University student?

Wouldn’t it be that the age of this kind man is only about twenty years old?

Hearing Uncle Tian’s answer, Liu Yishan and others felt a little fanciful.

Because they really can’t associate such a huge charity project with a young man in his twenties.

After Liu Yishan asked Uncle Tian a few more questions, they walked towards the construction site not far away.

“Hello, big brother, I’m Liu Yishan, a reporter from CCTV. Can I bother you a little bit and ask you some questions?”

Liu Yishan and others walked near the school and looked at a worker wearing a hard hat in front of her. She picked a young man who seemed to be about 30 years old and asked him politely.

In the current near-zero temperature, the young man in front of him is only wearing a white vest, but his exposed arms are full of fine sweat, and the vapor of sweat evaporates from all over his body.

When the young man heard the sound coming from his ears, he raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Looking at the reporter in front of him and the camera behind him, he was a little surprised, and then nodded, indicating that he was OK.

“This big brother, what do you call it?”

“My last name is Yu, and my name is Yu Gang.”

“Hello, Brother Yu, are you a worker here?”

“I’m not.”

“Are you not?” Liu Yishan’s face was a little surprised when he heard Yu Gang’s response: “You are not a worker here, so why are you…?”

As Liu Yishan spoke, her eyes fell on the shovel in Yu Gang’s hand and the pit that Yu had just dug, with a little doubt in her eyes.

Seeing the doubt in Liu Yishan’s eyes, Yu Gang smiled and put the shovel in his hand on the ground. He pointed around and said: “We are all workers in nearby villages who have returned to work from outside and returned home for the Chinese New Year. We are all workers. I came to help spontaneously.”

“Want to make some extra money?”

“No, we don’t want to be paid.”

“Don’t get paid?” Liu Yishan heard the words, and then subconsciously asked: “Why?”

When Yu Gang heard Liu Yishan’s question, he smiled, and then softly responded, “Because we all have a common identity, that is, father…”

“Although we have no money and no culture, we know how to be grateful. Mr. Lin builds schools and houses for our children so that our children can enjoy high-quality education like the children in the city in the future. Mr. Lin has no idea. Report, we can only repay President Lin with all our strength, hoping to help President Lin.”

Yu Gang finished talking with a smile, and then said nothing more, pulled out the shovel beside him, and started working again.

Looking at the hot and dry men in front of them, Liu Yishan and others were speechless for a long time.

Then they interviewed many people on this construction site one after another. They have different identities and different ages, but the only thing they have in common is that every time they mention the director Lin, they have deep respect in their eyes.

In just a few hours, Liu Yishan and the three of them had become more mysterious and taller in their hearts for the President Lin whom everyone praised…