At the door of "Zhangjiawa Village Hope Primary School", after Ye Ningxin "self-reported home", the middle-aged man in the communication room was in a panic.

"Provincial...... Someone from the province has come to interview him? How do you say this!" The middle-aged man scratched his ears and cheeks, not knowing how to greet Li Qingyun and the others.

Ye Ningxin was already surprised by the middle-aged man's reaction, she quietly took out a document from her bag and shook it in front of the other party.

Glancing at her ID, Li Qingyun couldn't help but laugh.

The "certificate" that Miss Ye Ningxin took out was not a press card issued by the province at all, but a work certificate issued by the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee.

Cadres from the Theoretical Education Department of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee visited many cases.

Basically, every time you go down, you have to bring this kind of work certificate.

However, this kind of work certificate does not go hand in hand with a "press card", and it does not mean that those who have the certificate have the right to interview.

Now that Ye Ningxin has taken out this proof, he is obviously bluffing.

Of course, the middle-aged man would not be able to tell the purpose of this testimonial.

After seeing the bright red "seal" on the certificate, he nodded to Li Qingyun and Ye Ningxin busily.

Seeing that Ye Ningxin successfully "fooled" the doorman, Li Qingyun couldn't help but smile.

Catching a glimpse of Ye Ningxin's smug eyes, he coughed, gave her a look, and asked her to ask the doorman about the interview with someone from the city who the doorman said just now.

Ye Ning was pleased to hear the song and knew the meaning of the song, and immediately asked: "This comrade, what is the matter with the fact that people in the city and county often come to interview and record programs as you mentioned just now?"

"If the frequency of such interviews is too high, it is not a good thing for the growth of children!"

Listening to Ye Ningxin's accusation, the middle-aged man shrank his body.

Faced with the question of "someone from the province", he didn't dare to slack off, and quickly nodded and explained: "Comrade, there is indeed such a thing. ”

"Since the support work of our 'Hope Primary School' in Lianhua Township has been praised by the Provincial Department of Education, there have been a series of media interviews with several schools in the township. ”

"Our Hope Primary School in Zhangjiawa Village is in a good location and close to the township. There are a lot of people who come to interview. ”

"In the last month alone, seven or eight media outlets in the city have come to interview our school. The county is not willing to be lonely, and the number of interviews has gradually increased during this time......"

Listening to this key man's explanation, Li Qingyun's face was a little unsightly.

He said angrily: "These media in the city and county come to interview two ends in three days, how can the children study hard?"

"What they are doing is not promoting the 'Hope Primary School Cause,' but they are going backwards! This is a metaphysics, who gave them the power to do this!"

Listening to Li Qingyun's words, the middle-aged man was silent.

He has seen a lot of media people in cities and counties in the past few days, but he has never seen one like Li Qingyun who reprimands the media so violently.

Obviously, in the eyes of the middle-aged man, there is no doubt that Li Qingyun and Ye Ningxin, two young people, are 100% from the province.

Seeing that Li Qingyun seemed to be on fire, Ye Ningxin secretly stuck out his tongue.

After getting along in the past two days, Ye Ningxin thought that she already knew more about this young team leader Li.

I think he is a young cadre who is extremely capable and indifferent, but has no temper.

Who knows, what he sees is only the tip of the iceberg, and this Team Leader Li has such a time to get angry.

Just after the air gradually solidified, Li Qingyun also slowly reacted.

In this matter, he can question these media workers in Shun'an City and Yuanbei County for "sacrificing their roots" and ignoring the normal study and life of their children.

But this really has nothing to do with the doorman in front of him, and it is a little unreasonable to fire at him by himself.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyun hurriedly suppressed the anger in his heart, and sincerely apologized to the middle-aged man: "Comrade, I'm sorry, I'm a little too uncontrollable to control my emotions. ”

was apologized by the cadres from the province, and the middle-aged man's face recovered a little.

He waved his hand again and again: "You are serious, you are serious." In fact, our school also has a lot of complaints about the swarming harassment of these media. It's just that Mr. Zhao is also very difficult. ”

She felt that the school finally had the opportunity to appear in front of the public and make more people care. If we offend the media in the city and county because of our refusal, the door for the school to ask for help will be blocked!"

After listening to the middle-aged man's narration, Li Qingyun nodded secretly.

Indeed, there is nothing wrong with the teacher named "Zhao Qianru" worrying about it.

She is also dedicated to the children to have a better future and get the attention of more caring people.

It's just that she hasn't understood the original intention of the establishment of the "Hope Primary School" model.

"Hope Primary School" will never be a place where "selling hardship and selling poverty", it is first and foremost a place of "teaching and educating people".

That's right, there is nothing wrong with calling for more people to pay attention to the construction of "Hope Primary School".

But because of this, the most basic teaching is neglected, that is, the gains outweigh the losses.

After barely cleaning up his mood, Li Qingyun nodded and said to the doorman: "Comrade, thank you! We also know the situation almost well, let's go in and have a look!"

"Okay, okay, you two please!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly trotted two steps, opened the small door to enter the school, and put Li Qingyun and Ye Ningxin inside.

"Zhangjiawa Hope Primary School" is a teaching building, which can be seen at a glance when you enter the campus.

It is said to be a teaching building, but it is actually a small house with a "two-story building".

It's just that the houses are made of bricks and tiles, not the mud houses you usually see in the village.

When walking towards the teaching building, Ye Ningxin couldn't help but ask Li Qingyun a question.

She asked with some curiosity: "Team Leader Li, you seem to be very angry about the city and county media coming to interview just now, don't you?"

Without waiting for Li Qingyun to answer, Ye Ningxin continued: "That's right, I also think that what you said is right, Team Leader Li, this kind of bombardment interview will definitely have an impact on the children's learning." ”

"However, Mr. Zhao's worries are not wrong. If their school refuses to be interviewed, they will go to other primary schools in Lianhua Township. ”

"In this way, it will only turn Zhangjiawa Primary School into the opposite of other people's media, and the consequences will be very serious!"