"The Legend of the New White Lady" began to be broadcast on CCTV 3 on February 13, and Yang Dongxu threw the rest of the things to Fu Decai and hurried to Hainan.

I first took a look at Haikou, and then went to Sanya for a walk. In the end, after having a meeting with Fu Dehai and Wang Qiangguo until midnight, he returned directly the next morning the next day.

There is no way, there are still a few months to take the high school entrance examination, although his grades are good, it is impossible for Zhou Yiren to let him run around again. So the number of times he went to school began to increase, and the teachers and classmates who watched it were stunned. Going to class surprised classmates and teachers, it is normal to miss class, and there is no one else who has such a strange thing.

When the time came to May, the atmosphere in Yanjing became more and more wrong, and not long after May Day, there was a hunger strike petition to put pressure on the government.

In the past few days, Zhou Yiren's face has been very ugly, and Yang Dongxu has lost his smile.

When the time came to the 19th, the tense atmosphere became more and more obvious, and people began to be cautious when they went to the streets. The originally noisy Yanjing City seems to have been strangely quiet since mid-May.

"Do you know the matter?" Zhou Yiren, who was wearing reading glasses in the small courtyard, put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Yang Dongxu.

"It's all martial law, can I not know?" That's right, martial law began in the entire Yanjing City today, which made the originally tense atmosphere tense in an instant.

"What do you think about this?"

"Democracy and freedom are what everyone wants, and we should strive to achieve them. It's a pity that it's not appropriate at this time. Yang Dongxu rubbed his forehead, what should come will still come, the selfishness of careerists will not change because of anyone, even if there has been a warning before, even if he knows that he will not succeed, he will still fantasize about that glimmer of hope that does not exist at all.

"When is the right time to put it?" Zhou Yiren's fingers slowly tapped on the table.

"The United States is so developed, it promotes democracy and freedom, but it still has slums, and there is still racial discrimination. It is claimed that the press is free, but some news is inadvertently discovered by reporters, and it is very likely that they will be directly killed, and our press control is at most only a warning for expulsion. They are one of the largest countries in the world, and they can't do democracy and freedom, so why should we do it?"

After the martial law in Yanjing, Yang Dongxu never went out again, not even to school. This lasted until the dust settled in early June, when he went back to school to prepare for his high school entrance examination.

After the high school entrance examination, Yang Dongxu did not stay in Yanjing, not even in China, first went to Hong Kong, then went to Japan, where to change routes and went to the Soviet Union, and the high school entrance examination volunteers were all filled in with Dongzi's help. It wasn't until the day before the admission notice that he flew back to Yanjing.

"Still unhappy?" Zhou Ya looked at Yang Dongxu, whose beard had already begun to thicken, and reached out to rub his head.

"Not happy? No, I'm having a good time, don't you see that I'm tanned?" Yang Dongxu showed a heartless smile, opened his arms and picked up Zhou Ya and turned around.

"Well, it's a little darker, but it's more handsome. Although I feel sorry for Yang Dongxu and know that this big boy who looks giggling all day long is shouting and waiting for death, he has a sensitive heart for the country and the people. But she didn't know how to comfort her.

"Yes, I feel the same way, and now I wake up every morning by my own handsomeness. Yang Dongxu grinned, revealing teeth that appeared whiter against his complexion.

"Boom. Zhou Ya glanced at Yang Dongxu.

"Sister, let's set up a foundation. Yang Dongxu took Zhou Ya's hand and did not let go, and said very seriously.

"Do you want to invest in funds?"

"No, it's a charitable foundation, and I'm going to build Hope Primary School and help some children in poor areas go to school. ”

"Okay, where to start building first?" Zhou Ya nodded without any hesitation, and didn't ask if there was such a nonsense, because she saw unprecedented seriousness in Yang Dongxu's eyes.

"I haven't figured it out yet. But you first get a rough framework, and when you donate, it's not all free donations, you need to sign a contract. Especially in terms of the building of Hope Elementary School, if the school is still a school, then they can use it for free. However, if the school is used for other purposes, we have the right to take back the right to use the school. Before building a school, it is necessary to do a good job of scientific planning. ”

"What can schools do if they are not used for teaching?" The last sentence of scientific planning Zhou Ya understands, but isn't the construction of Hope Primary School just for children to go to school? What else can it do?

For example, some cadres feel that the Hope Primary School is better than their office location, so they move into the Hope Primary School to run an office or something. ”

"Wouldn't it?" Zhou Ya frowned.

Yang Dongxu smiled and didn't speak, not that he wouldn't, but that he would. When you see an office building in a poor county, with an average office area of hundreds of square meters per capita, air conditioning and elevators, which are more bullish than the office buildings in the provincial capital, you will know that some officials are shameless, and there is really no lower limit. As for the bottom line of being a man, hehe...... Can it be eaten, or can it be sold?

"How much do you want to invest in the early stage?" Zhou Ya didn't delve into this issue, after all, it was stated in the contract that she wanted the primary school building to be used for teaching, which was not unreasonable.

"Let's invest 1 million first, and then add it when the matter in Hainan is over. Yang Dongxu thought for a while and said.

1 million doesn't sound like much, but don't forget when this is, you must know that the house price in Yanjing is only about 2,000 now, and a two-bedroom (33 square meters) house can be won for 60,000 or 70,000 yuan.

This is still the housing price in the capital Yanjing, so at this time, 100,000 yuan to build a hope primary school in the following towns is definitely enough. Not to mention the quality, the space is still large enough. At the same time, half of this year has passed, and in addition to the time it takes to set up the charity fund, the remaining time is quite a lot to build 10 hope primary schools at once.

However, although the idea was good, after running for a few days, Zhou Ya brought bad news. Because at this time, there seems to be no private charitable fund, and the state has no policy in this regard. There are some private charities in the private sector, but they are not very formal.

"Let's set it up from Hong Kong and let the rich help me. Then in the name of a Hong Kong businessman, they will invest in the mainland, and if there is a domestic charity that asks us to invest our money in it, it will build a hope primary school.

Then make a request, we have to break down the amount we donate, and we will send someone to verify it. If they agree, they will vote, and if they don't agree, we will use the identity of foreign capital to do it ourselves. Yang Dongxu thought for a while and said.

Although I don't know why Yang Dongxu guards against domestic charities like thieves, Zhou Ya still nodded and agreed, although the process may be more complicated, but it is not impossible to operate.

"What's the name of the Foundation?" Zhou Ya asked.

"Runyu Fund, I hope it can moisten the rain silently cultivate more flowers of the motherland and hang it under the hurricane building. ”

participated in military training first, and Yang Dongxu didn't know when the military training in high school and college was there, anyway, he is catching up now. From August 22nd to August 29th, a week of military training, followed by two days of rest, officially started on September 1.

The physical exertion of military training was naturally just a drizzle for Yang Dongxu, so a week passed quickly.

"Brother Xu. After a long time, Yang Dongxu, who came out of the playground and was still wearing camouflage uniform, heard a familiar voice, followed the sound, and then ran over with a smile.

"Why are you here now, did you become a deserter during the last review?" Yang Dongxu stretched out his hand to rub Wu Xue's hair, but was dodged by the other party.

Yang Dongxu is 16 this year, and Wu Xue is also fifteen. In addition, girls develop earlier than boys, so the originally cute Wu Xue has now become a slim girl, and her long hair is tied into a ponytail and flicked very lively.

"No, I'm a good student every year, how can I be a deserter, I'm not a person, our school has already been reviewed. Wu Xue glanced at Yang Dongxu teasingly.

Because of her parents' work, Wu Xue moved twice, so in addition to elementary school, junior high school and high school and Yang Dongxu chose not the same school. However, on weekends, she and Guo Futian often play with Yang Dongxu, so although the three of them are not in the same school, their relationship is still not unfamiliar.

"Dare to laugh at me, look at me invincible itchy hands. Yang Dongxu made a hideous expression, stretched out his hand to grab Wu Xue, the other party smiled and dodged, and the two chased each other, attracting the attention of many people.

From elementary school to junior high school graduation, he has not won a certificate of merit from a good student, which can be said to be Yang Dongxu's eternal 'pain'. Especially his godfather Zhou Yiren, whenever he wants to praise his godgrandson for being smart, but he can't see any honorary certificates or awards at home, he wants to catch him and beat him.

The weather was too hot, so he stopped chasing Yang Dongxu twice, so as not to sweat Wu Xue, whose little face was already flushed.

The two of them walked under the shade of the tree, and he asked, "What about the big fat?"

"I guess they're still being inspected in their school's playground. I don't know if he'll change another pair of pants today. Wu Xue pursed her lips and smiled.

Da Fat has not owed himself this nickname at all since elementary school, and his body size has only increased. During military training, I took a plus-size military training uniform and wore it on him, which was still tight, and he stabbed when he moved a little bigger. I was ridiculed by my classmates for a long time, and I almost gave up military training, and finally found a roadside tailor shop and made a larger size military training uniform.

"It's time for him to lose weight. Thinking of the big fat body shape, Yang Dongxu was also speechless.

Big fat is not just fat, he is really big. Yang Dongxu is 16 years old this year and has a height of 176, which is considered tall among his classmates. But he is almost 180 years old and fat, taller than him. With such a size and a weight of 100 kilograms, when you see him, you can instantly understand what the idiom of big shoulders and round waist describes.

However, although Da Fat is fat, it is not bloated. In the words of later generations, this is a flexible fat man. Although the whole body is fat and thrown around, it is really flexible.

"It's no wonder that he can lose weight with his mouth. Wu Xue also wanted to make Da Fat lose weight, but when she thought that you didn't let him eat it, it was like killing him, and she was also helpless.