Xia Mingxing, he may be a singer.

Even with her boyfriend, Li Xingxing was almost crazy.

After staying at home for more than a week, on June 20, he finished all the half box of papers prepared by Chen Nianen for her. Li Xingxing slipped out of the house and sent it out and bought a newspaper. Suddenly, he saw an explosive news.

Real, highly anticipated headlines.

The staff member of the post office selling newspapers told her: "Does rich people like to donate? This person donated more than you."

Li Xingxing said: "I can't compare with him."

She had expected it, not surprising.

Today's headlines are: Zhao Haiyun, a big capitalist from Shanghai, originally from Wutong City, spent nearly 7 million US dollars to import 100,000 tons of grain from abroad, and has arrived at the Shanghai Terminal safely!

It's all wheat, rice and corn.

At the dock, Zhao Haiyun made proper arrangements for the batch of grain on the spot:

Among them, 30,000 tons can be applied for poor households in Beijing, Tianjin and Shanghai. The average family income is less than eight yuan or per capita ration is less than fifteen kilograms. 10,000 tons will be returned to the poor households in Wutong City, my hometown and the grain-scarce rural members below. The remaining 60,000 tons will be sent to the people in the disaster area for assistance by the state, and strive to deliver each grain of food to the people in the most need!

The 49,000 US dollars donated by Li Xingxing is nothing compared to it, and the people's attention naturally shifted to Zhao Haiyun, including the residents of Wutong City, all of them were talking about it.

Countless applause and countless praises rushed towards Zhao Haiyun like a tide.

Li Xingxing was particularly grateful to him.

Finally, I can finally step out of my house and go to school!

When she was in school, she wanted to sleep in at home. Now she slept in every day, and she wanted to go to school again.

People’s hearts are just unsatisfied!

Look at the scenery on the roadside, it’s so beautiful.

Few people paid attention to her. When they entered the classroom, only Zhu Yuanyuan and Xue Cui lent her review materials one after another, "What the teacher said when you were not in school."

"Thank you!" Li Xingxing took it with both hands.

Zhu Yuanyuan said maliciously: "If you really appreciate it, let me choose a Braggie."

Li Xingxing was stunned: "Didn't you get two skirts from me?"

"My mother paid me this month's salary and gave me ten yuan as pocket money!" It's not unhelpful to protect her mother. Zhu Yuanyuan happily took out a big black ten-shot and patted it in Li Xingxing's hands, clasped her hands together: "Please!"

Li Xingxing went back: "There is nothing new, my mother has washed it."

Although some of them are not good at all, I don’t want to sell them to Zhu Yuanyuan for a while!

Learn about hunger marketing.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanyuan became depressed all of a sudden.

Li Xingxing turned her head and took a course. Zhu Yuanyuan didn't have time to answer, but suddenly heard someone at the door saying passionately: "Don't eat imported food when you beat me to death! The food bought by the capitalists from capitalist countries is affected by the blood and sweat of the capitalists exploiting and squeezing the working people. What they make is human blood steamed buns, which will corrupt our socialist hearts! We must resist their erosion!"

Before he finished speaking, the person had already walked into the classroom.

Apart from her deskmates, front and back tables, left and right tables, Li Xingxing is not familiar with her classmates. Recently, she only left a little impression on her when she was a class leader Zhang Yuanchao and the poor girl who received donations.

So she didn't know the boy who talked to Zhang Yuanchao.

Zhu Yuanyuan muttered: "Fool!"
Chapter completed!