A modest contribution
Chapter 172:A modest contribution
Afternoon.
In the welfare of the busy students, after seeing the magic video in the group, they were a little surprised.
They all knew that Yan Qingyan would become magic, but they did not think of such a powerful thing.
“Isn’t that a magician?”I think this magic is a cow, as if these paper airplanes are not props, how did they fly?”
Some people are curious to ask in the crowd.
“I want to see the magic on the spot...”
"It's so cute when it's magic, I'm going to lick the screen for a minute."
"Oh, 360 degrees without dead ends of the handsome pot, it is really a hundred years rare to see, I can still go now?"
The male compatriots in the group, seeing the female compatriots become obsessed one by one, can't help but spit blood.
"Is it nice?"I don't think it's just better than ordinary people."Some male compatriots really can't help but Tucao, "Just an ordinary handsome pot, as to you?"It's not as if you've ever seen a man, and it's not shy to say that."
“What do you look at?”Is that better?”
"You see, people have more temperament, more attractive than big stars..."
For a moment, the man’s mouth was drowned out by the girl’s mouth.
At this time, volunteers near the activity room ran to see the magic and saw the paper airplane flying in mid-air, and couldn't help but marvel.
“The clamore—”
The children shouted excitedly, chasing the paper plane.
“Strange, how can you keep flying?Even magic cannot go against the ordinary.”Some people have doubts, this magic is too much.
More and more people are watching the onlookers, and many people start to take mobile phones to shoot videos, and immediately stop to avoid letting them see the end.
Then, play some other little magic, not too amazing kind.
And the children are still very happy, around the blue sky around.
In the evening, when the child went to dinner, everyone was packing up and ready to say hello after the child finished dinner.
“Little brother, are you interested in coming to my bar to play?”The middle-aged man, feeling that the little magic of Yan Qinghe is very interesting, and it is also good to adjust the atmosphere in the bar.
"I'm not a magician."The sky shook his head.
The middle-of-the-nation laughed and said nothing.
At this time, Yan Qinghe went to the director's room, but the dean was not there.
“Sir, what is the matter?”A woman in her thirties asked, “If you are looking for a dean, the dean should now be in the cafeteria to watch the children eat.”
“There are some things.”The glare.
"That gentleman is sitting here and waiting."
She went to pour a glass of water and then did her own business.
About a few minutes later, Yan Qingyue saw Arthur and the handsome boy, who was walking in with the dean.The dean is a woman in her fifties, wearing a pair of sunglasses, some gray hair, and her face looks very kind.
"The old man is looking for you."The woman appeared.
"Mr. Yan, the children like your magic very much, and on behalf of the children, I thank you for taking time to spend with them for a day."They told me they were happy, happy."
The old man walked two walks quickly, and his voice was very kind.
"The old president is kind."
Yan Qingkang got up, shook hands with the old dean, and said, “I am very happy to see the children so happy.”In fact, the people that children really want to thank should be your old people, and create a warm home for them...”
"When the children are eating, they are still discussing magic, and they are trying to learn magic."
The old dean was full of genial face, and then some of it was for a reason: "Mr. Yan, the children really like you, just now asked me when you will come."If Mr. Yan has time, can you come here to see the children and make them magical?”
"Okay, I'll take the time to look at it."The head nodded.
"I thank you, on behalf of the child."The old dean slightly stooped down and thanked him, and saw most of the volunteers, and never came back once after coming.
But doing good cannot be forced.
"The old president is not allowed."The sky is hiding.
“Mr. Yan, what’s the matter with you?”The old president saw Yan Qingqing's appearance like this, and couldn't help but laugh a little.
“It’s a small part for the children.”The glare.
“First of all, thank you, Mr. Yan.”The old dean said, beckoning to Arthur and the handsome boy, and to the woman in her thirties, "Arthur, you all come in and sit down."
"Old Dean, this time I raised more than 3,000 yuan in school, although the money is less, but the love of the students."Arthur took the money out.
"Arthur, on behalf of my students, I say thank you to the students, the children will not live up to their love..." The old dean thanked, since Arthur has been a volunteer in the welfare home for more than a year, before and after has helped the welfare home to raise tens of thousands of dollars.
That's a lot of money.
Although the welfare home has government funds, the daily expenses are too large and sometimes overstretched.The caring people and caring enterprises in the society generally choose to donate materials, and sometimes the milk powder is so much that children eat and vomit.
However, these milk powders have to be eaten...
"Aaron, take it, and give Arthur a receipt."The old man handed the money to the woman.
"Old Dean, I personally donate ten thousand dollars, it is a little bit of a heart for the children."The handsome boy came up to me and said, "I don't have cash, I can transfer money directly on my mobile phone."
"Thank you, Mr. Feng."The old man was grateful.
"No, the old president is not polite, this is the right thing to do, give love."The handsome boy laughed and was very happy.
At this time, Ajuan pointed out the wall, several bank card numbers of the welfare hospital, and said, "Mr. Feng, this is the bank card of our welfare home, you transfer money directly."When received, our welfare home will be announced to the public.”
Tink –
Ajuan opened the phone to look, but his eyes glared, shocked: "Five hundred thousand?"
“Five hundred thousand?”
The handsome boy paused for a moment, then surprised, and said some anxiously: "I turned wrong?"“I’m going to turn 10,000?”
"No mistake, it's half a million."
Ajuan was a little excited, and hurriedly showed the old president the mobile phone to the old president.
This is the largest donation received by the Welfare Institute, and a milk powder company has donated a donation worth 300,000 materials.
“Mr. Feng, thank you for your contribution to the cause of social welfare.”
At this time, the old dean was a little excited, the handsome boy saluted, "I will hold a donation ceremony, please TV reporters to witness, carry out the whole report, promote Mr. Feng's love, and contribute to the welfare cause..."
"No, I don't think I have."
The handsome boy was a little dazed, he had just looked at it, and he was not mistaken.But not yourself, but who?
That's half a million.
Although he has a lot of money in his family, he is also a rich second generation, but in this case, he is reluctant to donate half a million.
In addition, his bank card, there are no half a million.
Tink –
At this time, Ajuan received another message, opened a look at a transfer of 10,000 yuan, and then stood still, "Mr. Feng, that half a million yuan is not donated by you?"
“No, no.”
The handsome boy shook his head, although he wanted to take this honor, but his heart could not pass.
Everyone is surprised, is it a loving person in society?
Because the account of the welfare home is public, it can be found through a variety of channels, and from time to time there is money to transfer to...
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