Jiang He stared blankly at the clean and tidy dishes. Although the dishes were simple, they looked nutritionally balanced and very appetizing.
He was stunned!
He looked around in disbelief. After seeing that the children around him were all used to it, he took a deep breath.
The camera was also quite awkward, and the reporters who came along were even more at a loss as to where to shoot to make this lunch look a little more humble.
"This, when did this happen?"
"Ah? This was half a year ago. Half a year ago, we had extra meals here...
"Is it like this every day?"
"No, breakfast and dinner are a little simpler, and lunch is the most substantial meal."
"What's for breakfast and dinner?"
"It should be similar to schools in the city. They all provide nutritious meals anyway..."
The reporter randomly found a person who looked like a faculty member to ask a question. When he saw the tone of the faculty member, the reporter didn't know what to say for a while.
I thought I would come here to record the most difficult part of the children, but I didn’t expect that not only was it not captured, but the most nutritious part of the lunch was captured.
Nutritious meals according to urban school standards...
The reporters looked around at the old canteen and the delicious lunches in the children's bowls. They never dreamed that this scene would happen.
Xiao Chen, an intern reporter from CCTV, was also shocked by the scene before her, but she still let the photographer capture the scene.
CCTV pays attention to seeking truth from facts and follows Jiang He, Han Chong and others to promote positive energy. Although Xiao Chen knows that donations definitely have an element of show, it is impossible for everything to cooperate with Han Chong's show.
"Dishes such as chicken legs and fish are free, but there is a requirement that you eat as much as you want, and you must wash yourself after eating, otherwise there will be no extra snacks such as milk and fruits..."
Xiao Chen saw a blind child groping to the washroom to wash the dishes after eating. After washing the dishes for the first time, the staff would clean them for the second time...
He heard a faculty member say this in front of a reporter's camera.
Xiao Chen was startled and looked around. For some reason, he felt like he was watching a news broadcast.
Jiang Hete was embarrassed.
I originally wanted to stage a hard-working scene of eating with the children, but such a sumptuous lunch made that feeling disappear.
Han Chong was very uncomfortable. None of these children knew him and were not very enthusiastic about him. He had few fans here. He finally found a cute-looking child to talk to, but after asking him cordially for a long time, the child did not respond.
, just minding his own business and eating quietly.
He signaled the photographer to adjust the lens, bent down with a smile on his face and was about to speak, when Zhao Guodong ran over and blocked the camera.
"Mr. Han, these children are special. Please don't take pictures of their faces."
Han Chong was stunned and looked at the few photographers and reporters who could come in. He found that everyone was either taking pictures of the children's backs or profile pictures from a distance. Some wanted to take close-up shots, but they were stopped by the faculty and staff.
He smiled apologetically, "Principal Zhao, I'm sorry, but my fans don't mean any harm. They also want to help these children..."
"Not paying too much attention is the best help for the children."
Although Zhao Guodong was smiling, his expression was somewhat serious.
In front of the live camera, the feeling of embarrassment almost overflowed the screen.
It wasn't until Han Chong nodded, adjusted the camera and said sorry to his fans that the comments immediately started pouring in: "My husband is so caring."
Zhao Guodong stopped paying attention and organized the children who had finished eating to leave the canteen in an orderly manner.
"Principal Zhao, where did your money come from?"
"It was donated by a kind person."
"Why is a kind person so generous? Could it be that the teaching building was also donated by that kind person?"
"Sorry, I can't say this..."
"Is it some rich man?"
"Feel sorry……"
"Don't you suspect that the person who made the donation has bad intentions? This is a good deed. Why is it so mysterious? Do you know the source of the money? Could this be a laundering..." An accompanying staff member couldn't help but confront him.
Vice President Zhao Dongguo said this.
Zhao Guodong's originally smiling face suddenly became a little stiff, and then he fell silent, seemingly angry, and then his entire expression began to become extremely cold.
When Jiang He realized something was wrong, he quickly changed the topic and told Zhao Guodong that he wanted Han Chong to give the children a music lesson.
Zhao Guodong nodded after listening.
After dinner, it's lunch break time for the children.
However, everyone was bound to have a bad sleep during today's lunch break. After a truck left in the morning, a new truck arrived.
This truck is equipped with air conditioning.
The staff immediately came to the new teaching building to dig holes, and the sound of drilling was a bit noisy.
Jiang He became more and more irritated as he listened to the sound of the air conditioner making holes.
Then he took out the plan in his hand and took a few glances at it. He didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that this school did not need his supplies and donations at all. He even felt that this operation was like a joke, and the whole process was so embarrassing.
And, what happened to the principal!
It’s okay if you don’t bring the children out to greet us. We have brought so many media here, so you have to meet us and be a little polite, right?
One hundred thousand dollars is money, right?
This is too unqualified!
The more Jiang He thought about it, the more depressed he became.
Half past one in the afternoon.
After resting for a while, Jiang He took Han Chong and the media to the old teaching building. Han Chong even carried his guitar on his back.
Just when he was about to go in and go to class as planned, Jiang He heard a burst of pushing sounds.
"Sorry... we don't accept any interviews from reporters here!"
"Sorry! If it doesn't work, it just won't work!"
"There's no reason, it can't work here!"
"I'm sorry, go and interview Mr. Han Chong. Mr. Han Chong is going to teach the children. Don't miss the key shots. Thank you..."
"I'll say it again, not here!"
"..."
He subconsciously looked over and saw a group of reporters surrounding the other side of the old teaching building.
On the other side, a group of security guards had stern eyes, blocking any reporters from approaching. One reporter even tried to take a step forward, but was pushed down by the security guards.
What is that place?
It seems like a music classroom?
Jiang He was stunned for a long time. As if he realized something, he immediately asked the accompanying vice principal: "We, Han Chong, are here to teach music. Why can't we go to the teacher's room instead of in the class? That music classroom
What's going on? Are they being repaired?"
"..."
After hearing this, Vice Principal Zhao Dongguo's face flashed with disgust, but he still explained patiently: "Today is a special period. Someone borrowed the music classroom..."
"What, you can let the children take music lessons in the class by borrowing the music classroom? You know this is irresponsible behavior! Who on earth has such a big face? Oh, and brought so many security personnel, this
The pomp is bigger than that of our Han Chong!" Before manager Jiang He said anything, one of the media people stood up instantly, with a face full of anger, and even ignored the objections of Vice Principal Zhao Dongguo and asked the photographer to carry the camera.
Fight over there.
Although Jiang He remained silent, he felt in his heart that the media person was right.
"Sorry, class is about to begin. Please come to the classroom with me, okay?" Vice Principal Zhao Dongguo stopped him immediately. He did not answer directly, but looked at Jiang He and Han Chong with a bit of helplessness in his eyes:
"Mr. Han, Mr. Jiang, don't delay the children's class..."
"OK!"
In classrooms.
"Good afternoon, classmates, I am your new teacher Han..."
"Today, I will lead you to learn this new song..."
Han Chong carried his guitar on his back and wrote the lyrics of his new song "Hey Hey Hey" that became a hit last year on the blackboard.
There are not many children in special schools.
There are even fewer children studying music, only a dozen or so.
Han Chong looked at the scattered people, feeling somewhat regretful...
When Han Chong finished saying this, there were scattered applause, and many children looked at Han Chong with puzzled eyes, their eyes revealing a bit of confusion.
It was quite embarrassing when I was teaching. These children were not like other children. Some of them responded very slowly. After Han Chong taught him two or three times, they still couldn’t understand what Han Chong was singing. Some of them were just babbling, although they were very slow.
I tried my best, but it was always out of tune, especially during the chorus, which was a mess and couldn't achieve the desired effect at all.
Han Chong could not help but feel some unspeakable irritability in his heart, but he had to put a smile on his face.
……………………
Outside the music classroom on the other side.
There are still a few unwilling media squatting not far away.
CCTV reporter Xiao Chen is also inside...
The mysterious donors, and a group of security guards who looked particularly arrogant and inhumane guarding the music classroom.
Everything told her that there was definitely something fishy in this music classroom.
Curiosity killed the cat.
People are always like this, especially after seeing mysterious things, they will inevitably have a desire to explore, especially a newly graduated journalist like Xiao Chen.
The words of a senior kept echoing in her mind.
"We live under the sun, and all we see are beautiful scenes, but there are always places in this world that the sun doesn't shine!"
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
She smelled something keenly...
Then she winked at the photographer, who nodded after understanding, and then the two of them left the main entrance of the music classroom and came to the corner of the wall on the other side.
After looking at the sharp glass on the wall, she became heartbroken!
"You lift me up and I'll knock the glass off!"
"Shall we climb up?"
"Yes! Shh, keep your voice down..."
"Isn't this good? We are official after all..."
"News must be exploratory and truth-seeking. What if there is big news or unknown secrets?"
"Isn't it necessary? It's impossible for these security guards to cover their ears..."
"This time we arrived very suddenly, and there were many media outlets. Maybe people inside didn't have time to prepare... If it was too late, the news would be gone."
"this……"
"There's someone coming over there, hide now!"
"oh."
When the photographer was still hesitating, Xiao Chen saw another media person coming here, and then the two of them subconsciously hid.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Chen saw that the media person climbed up the wall very nimbly, broke the glass, and then jumped down.
"Let's follow too!"
"All right."
After hesitating for a long time, the photographer finally nodded, and then let Xiao Chen climb up the wall on his shoulders.
A few minutes later.
When Xiao Chen and the photographer came to the window on the other side of the music classroom, he saw the media person who was doing the live broadcast staring blankly at the window, seemingly so shocked that he didn't even dare to breathe...
What's the big news?
Xiao Chen was shocked and immediately rushed over with the photographer.
Then!
This is……
After Xiao Chen saw the person next to the window clearly, her pupils shrank and she stared at the scene in disbelief!