Shenhao Started From System Downtime

"Suddenly..."

On a country road, a tractor with bursts of black exhaust was slowly driving forward.

"Uncle Tian, ​​how far is it from Wuchuan Hope Primary School?"

On the tractor, there were three men and one woman sitting.

The woman is about twenty-seven years old and looks good, wearing a light-colored short down jacket, underneath is a black base skirt and a flesh-colored warmth artifact, with a quiet temperament.

As for the three men, the old man driving the tractor at this time is the uncle Tian in the woman's mouth, wearing a green and shabby military coat, with gray hair, and he looks like an authentic peasant.

The two remaining men are dressed clean and decent, one is a middle-aged man with glasses, and the other is a slightly thin young man.

"It will be there in twenty minutes."

Uncle Tian heard the question from the woman behind him, and he responded with a grin.

Hearing that it was only twenty minutes away, the three people sitting behind the tractor all subconsciously sighed.

For the three people from Yanjing, it was the first time they experienced the tractor as a transportation tool. They felt a little strange at first, but soon their buttocks were numbed by the vibration of the tractor, and then the cold wind continued to move towards. Their faces surged, making their cheeks red and painful.

They originally wanted to charter a car to Wuchuan Hope Primary School, but as the Spring Festival was approaching, there were no vehicles willing to go to Wuchuan Hope Primary School. They had waited for the tractor for a long time on the side of the road. This was really no choice.

"You are from a big city, right?"

"Yes, uncle."

"What do you do?"

"We are CCTV reporters."

"CCTV reporter?"

When Uncle Tian heard the woman's words, he looked back at the three people behind him, with a look of surprise on his face.

"You CCTV reporters, what are you doing here? There hasn't been any major incidents in our side recently. What is worthy of your interview?" Uncle Tian asked curiously.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses, after hearing Uncle Tian's words, he smiled and said, "Uncle Tian, ​​do you usually go online?"

"Internet? What is Internet?"

Uncle Tian shook his head and asked with a puzzled face.

The three people sitting at the back heard Uncle Tian's answer, and their faces couldn't help showing some helpless smiles.

"Uncle Tian, ​​it's like this..."

The women quickly explained their intentions for Uncle Tian patiently, and played a video for Uncle Tian. Soon Uncle Tian knew the identity and intention of the three.

The woman's name is Liu Yishan, a CCTV reporter; the middle-aged man wearing glasses is called Zhang Jinghua, who is the deputy editor of CCTV, and is also the leader of the other two; the young man is called Mao Chen, who is a CCTV cameraman.

The reason they came to Wuchuan Hope Primary School this time was because of the video that was on the Internet some time ago. They came this time to visit this dilapidated Hope Primary School in depth and conduct some interviews.

"So you came to Wuchuan Hope Primary School this time, do you want to take a live shot of Wuchuan Hope Primary School?"

After Uncle Tian understood the three people's intentions, he asked them.

"Yes."

Liu Yishan smiled and nodded.

"If your purpose is simply to shoot the Wuchuan Hope Primary School in the video, then you may be leaving empty-handed this time."

Uncle Tian shook his head lightly, and said seriously.

"Um?"

Hearing Uncle Tian's words, the three CCTV's expressions were a little stunned.

"Uncle Tian, ​​what do you mean by this?"

Zhang Jinghua asked in a puzzled manner, and at the same time his brows frowned slightly.

"Because the Wuchuan Hope Primary School in the video is no longer there."

Uncle Tian responded simply.

"what?!"

When Liu Yishan heard the words, she exclaimed immediately, her beautiful big eyes suddenly widened.

"Uncle Tian, ​​it is clear that Wuchuan Hope Primary School was still there last month. Why is Wuchuan Hope Primary School not here now? Is the video I just showed you fake? Or is it because Wuchuan Hope Primary School is too old and collapsed ?"

As a news reporter, Liu Yishan, after a brief consternation, her long-term professional sense of smell made her excited instantly, and asked Uncle Tian one after another.

Wuchuan Hope Primary School, I don’t know how many people’s eyes are involved. If we let the people know that the Wuchuan Hope Primary School, which they are very concerned about, is no longer there, it will inevitably cause huge uproar and discussion. It is definitely breaking news!

"The video is real, and it hasn't collapsed." Uncle Tian shook his head, then smiled and said: "I just said that the Wuchuan Hope Primary School in the video is gone, but I didn't say that Wuchuan Hope Primary School is gone."

Uncle Tian's words made Liu Yishan and the three people confused, and they all looked at Uncle Tian blankly.

"Uncle Tian..."

"I don't quite understand what you mean..."

Liu Yishan murmured in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter, you will soon understand what it means."

Uncle Tian smiled when he heard the words, but didn't explain too much.

...

Twenty minutes, fleeting, and the afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the tractor. When the tractor drove to Wuchuan Hope Primary School, it had completely disappeared. The vast wilderness was plunged into darkness, only the tractor in front of it. Two car lights allow them to barely see.

However, this darkness did not last long.

As the tractor got closer and closer to Wuchuan Hope Primary School, a brightly lit and busy scene soon caught the eyes of Liu Yishan and the three.

"Ding Ding Dong Dang..."

The incandescent lamps hanging more than ten meters high focused on the original site of Wuchuan Hope Primary School, illuminating the original site of Wuchuan Hope Primary School as if daylight, and in the video of more than 100 million broadcasts on the Internet, that The two-story earth building has long since disappeared, replaced by a school like a colorful castle, with colorful lights shining at night, which looks like a campus in a fairy tale.

Hundreds of workers wearing hard hats are busy in an orderly manner. Some are renovating in the school like a rainbow castle, some are repairing the playground outside the school, and some are in front of them. The road is being paved not far away.

Looking at the busy scene in front of them, Liu Yishan, Zhang Jinghua, and Mao Chen were all stunned, with an expression of disbelief on their faces, and they felt that everything in front of them was full of dreams.

"Uncle Tian, ​​this is..."

"Wuchuan Hope Primary School?"

Liu Yishan murmured.

Seeing the shock and astonishment on the faces of Liu Yishan's three people, Uncle Tian showed a proud smile on their faces.

"Yes, this is..."

"Wuchuan Hope Primary School!"

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