A bit stiff after rebirth

Chapter 1977 Who is causing trouble?

What's going on? Why are so many people scolding them on the official blog? They haven't done anything?

The staff quickly clicked on the hot search, and after reading the long Weibo post, they were so angry that they made up random things! Some people actually believed such words!

The director was already ready to go to bed. After all, he didn't sleep well yesterday and had to have a good sleep today. As a result, as soon as he lay down, the door was knocked hard.

The director sighed and stood up helplessly to open the door. He saw the staff standing at his door. Before he could speak, the other person anxiously told him the story.

Good guy, the director suddenly stopped feeling sleepy.

Taking the phone from the staff, after reading the article and the comments below, the director felt that he might be in need of rescue.

"Director, now many passers-by who don't know the truth are asking us for a response. What should we do?"

The director gritted his teeth and directly posted a Weibo message using the show’s official blog account.

@ThisisLife: There is no conspiracy, there is no fourth person, the video is not edited or silenced, it is purely accidental.

Many immortal cultivators were in high spirits at this time. When they saw the official Weibo post from the program team, they immediately rushed over.

"You said there is no conspiracy? This is an accident? Only a fool would believe it!"

I don’t know how many people scolded this comment, but after all, they really believed it.

"I read that Weibo post. How can I put it? It looks very professional and pretentious, but in fact it is just for pretense. First of all, please use your brains to think about it. What can I say?

, who would target a photographer for no reason?”

"I still feel that there is no need for the program team to lie to us, and the video is indeed not synthesized, nor has it been muted. It looks like it was an accident. You guys should not be led into trouble, right?"

"Isn't it? You actually believe it? You believe it when they say there is no editing or silence? Can you have some brains!"

As soon as the director refreshed the page and looked at the hundreds of comments that appeared at that moment, he felt that whether he could sleep tonight was a problem.

The staff member standing in front of him opened his mouth and couldn't help but say, "Director, no matter how we explain now, they won't listen."

The director rubbed his temples and felt a headache.

Suddenly, the door of the main room was pushed open. Su Yiqian, who was wearing clothes and using a flashlight, came out to use the toilet. Looking at their posture, she couldn't help being a little surprised, "What's going on with you?"

The director was stunned for a moment and looked up at her, "What are you..."

"I came to the toilet, what's wrong with you?" Su Yiqian walked up to them, looked at the comments on the phone screen, and was silent for a moment, "Tomorrow you can send the video for identification, and let the police and the hospital issue relevant reports.

If you prove it, won’t you be able to shut their mouths?”

After she finished speaking, she wrapped her clothes tightly and went to the toilet. If her stomach ached, she had to deal with it quickly.

This matter was discussed by netizens all night, and the next morning the official blog of the program team responded again, but this time it posted relevant certificates from the hospital and the police, completely shutting up those who believed in conspiracy theories.

They also knew who was behind the scenes. The station next door was preparing a variety show with a program similar to theirs. If "This Is Life" was ruined, the other party would be able to take advantage of it.

It's just different from "This Is Life". The program being planned by the TV station next door currently has regular guests who are all popular celebrities. I really don't know how much budget the other party has, so arrogant.

Regarding these, Su Yiqian and the others do not need to participate. They only need to record their own programs and leave the rest to the program team.

"Let's go to the village primary school and see if we can help." Song Zhou suggested, and several others nodded in agreement.

When they went out after dinner and asked, they found out that there was no primary school in the village, and the children had to go to the town to go to school and come back once a month.

"No wonder we haven't seen any school-age children here these days. It turns out they all go to school in the town."

Song Zhou thought for a while and then asked with a smile: "Uncle, I want to ask you a few questions. Do you support your child continuing to go to school?"

"Of course I support it. The children must study hard to get out of here and live a good life." The old man said seriously. Their generation was unable to go to school due to the current situation, but now the children are different. Although

The conditions are not as good as those in big cities, but they are much better than them.

"But have you ever thought about how inconvenient it is for children to travel back and forth between school and home?"

The old man waved his hand quickly, "We are not the same as before. Now the transportation is very developed. You can go home by bus. How can we call it inconvenient?"

The man passing by heard their conversation but disagreed a little, "Uncle, your children like to study, but why do you encourage our two children to study together? We don't have money for them to study."

When he heard this, the old man immediately became unhappy, "Zhao San, don't think that I don't know that you dislike those two girls and want to get them to drop out of school and work so that you can make money. Don't even look at it.

How good these girls are at studying, if you don’t let them continue studying, will your conscience be eaten by a dog?”

Song Zhou clenched his fingers slightly, looked at the man and frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Sir, how old is your girl?"

"16 years old, what's wrong? In ancient times, this was the age to be a mother."

This sentence made several other people speechless. Listen, can you say this now? Jingjing really wanted to shake this uncle hard and tell him, wake up, he died early in the morning!

Song Zhou frowned even more tightly, "Sir, do you need me to remind you that your two daughters are still underage? They should have equal rights to study with others. Besides, the uncle also said that your children's academic performance is very good.

, instead of letting them drop out of school now to earn two to three thousand yuan, it is better to send them to college, and when they graduate, they will earn more."

The man looked at Song Zhou suspiciously, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"What did I lie to you about?"

The old man tapped the ground with his cane and snorted, "Zhao San, do you hear that? Don't listen to your mother-in-law's nonsense in the future. The child still needs to go to school."

The man muttered something to himself, turned around and left in a hurry.

When a few people were walking towards the small courtyard, Su Yiqian received a call from the person in charge of Yiyi Foundation. The latter said that they were already here and were in contact with the education department. If there were no accidents, they could help.

Provide financial support to the children nearby.

After hearing what Su Yiqian said, Song Zhou took a deep breath and said, "We can't help all the children."

(End of chapter)