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There were nearly 40 people in the class, and only Xu Changsheng and Liu Qingshan donated two yuan.

So when Xu Changsheng heard the shout, his face immediately turned red and he bit his lower lip tightly.

Liu Qingshan also frowned and looked over. The man who spoke was called Song Lei. I remember that when he was introduced just now, it seemed that his family was from Hujiang.

This guy was fair and clean, and his family was well-off from his clothes. But what he said was really a bit mean.

He was obviously targeting Liu Qingshan, and said very seriously: "You are still wearing a mechanical watch, and your family conditions must be good. It's a bit unreasonable to donate two yuan, right?"

There were also more than half of the students in the class who wore watches, but most of them were electronic watches, and Xu Changsheng's wrist was clean, obviously speaking to Liu Qingshan.

But when Song Lei was making sarcastic remarks, he looked righteous, as if he was accusing Liu Qingshan of not supporting the country in hosting the Asian Games.

Liu Qingshan just smiled: "The counselor said that donations are voluntary. We are still students and have no source of income. No matter how much money we donate, we have to ask our families for it."

"No matter how much you donate, it's all your heart. Song, your family is from a big city, and my family is from the countryside. There is a difference in living conditions."

"I'll take out one dollar, which may be the oil and salt money for my family for a month."

He didn't fight back tit for tat. What's the point of arguing with these young classmates?

The people around him nodded one after another, expressing their agreement with Liu Qingshan's statement.

Song Lei was a little embarrassed and took out a big unity from his pocket and slapped it in front of Zhang Pengfei: "I'll donate ten dollars to prevent people from talking about it."

In fact, he was a little jealous of Liu Qingshan, who was handsome and attracted the attention of those female classmates from the beginning, so he wanted to use this incident to suppress him.

When Song Lei was in high school, he was also a celebrity in his school, so he was naturally unwilling to be suppressed by others.

"Oh, it's only ten yuan, Song Lei, didn't you say when you introduced yourself that your father is a big businessman in Hujiang?" Zhang Pengfei also looked down on this guy, so he said to him coldly.

"It's better than others donating two yuan."

Song Lei was really a little angry, as if he was against me?

At this time, a big stack of unity suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Pengfei, and Jiang Xue's white and tender little hand was holding a stack of money.

"This is called real generosity."

Zhang Pengfei took the money and counted it, a full hundred yuan, so he gave Jiang Xue a thumbs up.

Jiang Xue looked at Liu Qingshan apologetically: "Student Liu is right just now, we don't have the ability to make money ourselves now, and the amount donated is all from our family, as long as the intention is there."

Liu Qingshan also smiled and nodded at her, thinking in his heart: This girl and her cousin, the gap is really not ordinary.

After everyone had donated, Zhang Pengfei counted the donations and announced happily:

"A total of 294 yuan. The fighting power of the comrades is still very strong. On behalf of the organizing committee, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to the students!"

This guy is really inspiring. Many people in the classroom clapped their hands, and it seemed very enthusiastic for a while.

Even Xu Changsheng looked up and clapped along. Just as Liu Qingshan said, his donation of two yuan was more important than others donating twenty yuan.

These two yuan, sent back to my hometown, can really pay for my grandparents' food and salt for several months.

At this time, a group of people suddenly walked into the classroom, led by a heroic girl, who smiled and said, "The enthusiasm of the younger students is so high, it is indeed worthy of praise."

"It seems to be the student union." Someone in the classroom whispered.

Zhang Pengfei immediately greeted them cheerfully: "Welcome all seniors to our class. As soon as everyone heard about the Asian Games, they donated enthusiastically. This is Jiang Xue from our class, who donated 100 yuan."

At this time, everyone likes to set an example, and Zhang Pengfei is also fighting for the interests of his classmates.

"Student Jiang is really amazing. When the time comes, our student union will apply for commendation from your department."

A pretty boy with glasses smiled and held Jiang Xue's hand, talking affectionately, but his hand did not let go.

Zhang Pengfei rolled his eyes and saw that this guy looked familiar. He suddenly remembered that in the morning, he had a conflict with foreign students by the lake. It seemed that this guy jumped out and asked Lao Si to apologize. wWw.7

So he poked a piece of paper in front of the pretty boy: "This is the donation list."

Lü Lin had to let go of his hand reluctantly, took the paper and glanced at it, and then found fault: "Why are there students who donated so little?"

He felt that the name Liu Qingshan sounded familiar, so he asked casually: "Who is Liu Qingshan?"

Liu Qingshan also recognized this guy, so he stood up calmly: "Me."

Lü Lin looked at him, but was shocked and took two steps back, and suddenly bumped into a companion behind him.

He had just seen Liu Qingshan's fighting power in the morning, which was very terrifying. With him, he could beat ten people alone, and it was easy and effortless.

A low laugh rang out in the classroom. Everyone felt that this student union student was too timid.

He just agreed normally, and he didn't have the voice of Mr. Zhang San to break Dangyang Bridge. What are you afraid of?

Lu Lin couldn't help but blush, feeling that his dignity was challenged.

Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of. He is now inspecting the work on behalf of the student union. If anyone dares to punch him casually, then they can just wait to drop out of school.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel brave. He just took this opportunity to humiliate this ignorant guy and find a place in the morning.

So he straightened his back: "This classmate Liu, everyone donated five yuan, and there are more. Only you donated two yuan. Don't you think it is too little? This kind of backward thinking is unacceptable. ”

"And I also donated two yuan."

Xu Changsheng also stood up suddenly, his face flushed, and stood firmly with Liu Qingshan.

Lu Lin was also stunned for a moment. Did he jump out on his own?

So he said with a straight face: "Now, our country advocates holding the Asian Games nationwide, and everyone is using their own actions to support the Asian Games."

"We college students are the darlings of the times, and we should set an example..."

Liu Qingshan didn't want to listen to this guy's nonsense, so he interrupted him rudely: "May I ask this student union student how much money you donated."

Lu Lin puffed up his chest again: "I didn't donate much and my ability was limited. I only donated ten yuan."

After saying that, he glanced at Liu Qingshan with a proud look.

Liu Qingshan was not moved at all, and said calmly: "Excuse me, senior, did you earn these ten yuan yourself, or did you ask for it from home?"

"We are still students now, and of course our family supports us. My family is also very supportive!"

Lu Lin had a vague feeling that this new student would not be easy to deal with.

"Since it is all supported by the family, then each family is rich or poor. The rich can donate more, and the poor can naturally donate less. Is this wrong?"

Lu Lin was speechless. He opened his mouth a few times in embarrassment and couldn't help but become angry:

"This student Liu, you are simply arrogant. Not only are you backward in thinking, but you also insist on your own mistakes. You are simply stubborn."

"Come on, come with us and go to the executive committee to write a review!"

Several people who came with him also seemed to think that Lu Lin was a bit abusing his power, but after all, they were on the same front, so they didn't say anything.

Only the female classmate who spoke first looked at Liu Qingshan with some interest.

Liu Qingshan remained calm: "Senior Lu, according to you, does it mean that the more donations, the higher the awareness?"

Lu Lin nodded: "Of course, does it make sense to donate less?"

At this time, Song Lei, who had been sitting below and listening, finally couldn't help but stand up.

He felt that he had lost face when he was robbed by Liu Qingshan just now. Now that he saw that the student union had the upper hand, he also jumped out to add insult to injury.

He nodded to the people in front of him: "Senior Lu, I have just debated this issue with Student Liu, and I want to help him change this prejudice. Unfortunately, I can't convince him. The seniors from the student union happened to be here, so I will help him." Help him."

The few remaining boys in the class secretly despised him and decided to stay away from this insidious guy in the future to avoid being betrayed by him in the future.

Even many female classmates stared directly at Song Lei. At first, they thought he was polite and quiet, but they turned out to be very frivolous.

You absolutely cannot be friends with this kind of boy!

Song Lei didn't know that he had been blacklisted by many classmates in his class. He even volunteered: "Just let me supervise Mr. Liu's writing of the examination. It will definitely be very profound."

Liu Qingshan blinked: "If you fall behind, do you have to write an inspection?"

Lu Lin thought he had given in, so he nodded vigorously: "Of course. Whose name is this classmate? He has a very high level of thought and can take the initiative to help students who are lagging behind."

"Senior, my name is Song Lei."

Song Lei was also a little proud. It seemed good to join the student union. I heard that the student union had great power in the university, and they also received preferential treatment during graduation assignments.

"Those who donate more are advanced, and those who donate less are backwards. Those who are backwards will have to write an inspection, is that right?"

Liu Qingshan also sorted out the matter from beginning to end.

"There's so much nonsense." Lu Lin was also a little impatient.

Then he saw Liu Qingshan getting up from his seat and walking toward him step by step with firm steps.

Lu Lin immediately felt panicked. He was really afraid that the other party's big fist would hit him in the face. The concussion was probably minor.

But in front of everyone, he could only hold on, and secretly said, "Boy, if you dare to touch a hair on my head today, I want you to look good, so just pack up and leave!"

Liu Qingshan finally walked up to Lu Lin and took out a note from his pocket: "Senior Lu, please take a look at this."

This is a receipt, stamped by the Asian Games Organizing Committee, with a line on it: "Received a donation of 10,000 yuan from Comrade Liu Qingshan."

Lu Lin felt his head was buzzing. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and read it a few times again. It was indeed correct, 10,000 yuan.

"If we compare it like this, senior, does your donation count as lagging behind? Shouldn't you also write an inspection?"

After speaking, he glanced at Song Lei standing on his seat: "There is also Student Song."

Lu Lin seemed to hear a snapping sound, hitting him in the face. Although this was just an illusion, his face still turned red quickly.

The hand holding the receipt also trembled, as if that thin piece of paper weighed more than ten thousand pounds.

The female student union cadre next to her also glanced at the receipt, and was also extremely shocked.

However, her face was still calm, and she did not get involved in this matter, as if she was waiting for Lu Lin to make a fool of himself.

It was just that Lu Lin was a bit lustful, and once he even touched her, which was really annoying.

"Senior Lu, are you going to apologize in person or write a letter of apology?"

Liu Qingshan looked at the other party with a smile. He would never be soft-hearted to such a guy with bad intentions.

This receipt was brought back to Liu Qingshan after the donation of the previous Tianwang War. At that time, he did not care too much and just put it in his pocket. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.

Do you think the people who are building the stadium are so easy to talk to, saying that they will wait for you for half a month?

You still have to pay a certain price!

Lu Lin's pretty boy is almost as bad as Guan Erye now. If he really writes a self-criticism, he will become a laughing stock.

But he can't just take back what he said just now. What's the difference between that and that?

Song Lei, who was standing in the classroom, didn't understand why, and couldn't help asking: "Senior Lu, how much money did Liu from our class donate?"

This time, Lu Lin found a vent. He glared at Song Lei fiercely: "You don't understand the situation, so you just slander your classmates and destroy the good situation of stability and unity in the class. Come on, write a self-criticism with me!"

Song Lei was stunned. Isn't this an unprovoked disaster?

But he didn't have the courage and confidence to confront the student union like Liu Qingshan did. He could only walk to the front with his head down and dejected.

This guy didn't give up. He secretly glanced at the receipt, and then he was completely confused.

Lu Lin took the opportunity to step down, turned around and left the classroom, and the others also filed out.

Only the female student union cadre, with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to shake Liu Qingshan's hand, and said, "Thank you."

"It should be."

Liu Qingshan also shook hands with her, and they were immediately connected.

After the group of people left, the remaining students in the classroom were a little confused, and they didn't understand what had just happened.

But they all vaguely felt that the matter must be related to the note in Liu Qingshan's hand.

It's a pity that he had put it back in his pocket, and they were embarrassed to ask him to take it out and take a look. What was on it? Could it be an imperial edict?

Everyone sorted out their own utensils and left the classroom in twos and threes. Some people, like Xu Changsheng, stayed to read books.

"Thank you, Lao Si."

When Liu Qingshan sorted out his things and was about to go out, Xu Changsheng's low voice came from beside him.

Liu Qingshan turned around and smiled at him: "Lao San, everyone has different abilities, do your best."

Well, Xu Changsheng nodded heavily, and then buried his head in the book again.

This is his foundation. Only when he has learned something can he have greater ability and do greater things in the future.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky is gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone has splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink has soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds are stacked and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like a low roar of a god, echoing in the world.

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The earth is hazy, and there is a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim blood rain.

The city was full of broken walls and ruins, and everything was withered. Collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of gloom and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, and looked at the mottled stones in front of them alone.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his worn-out coat from all directions, swept through his body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about seven or eight feet away from him, and sometimes vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement would instantly take it into the air.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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