Shen Feng shuddered all over his body.

Just a second ago, he was still cursing Nie Zheng, causing him to lose so much, and a second later, he would rather pay ten times more money than have anything to do with Nie Zheng.

"Nie Zheng!" He can be regarded as a little fatherly, and he is terrified in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he said in a low voice: "What other personal grievances do we have?

"Guess what!"

Nie Zheng smiled coldly, then turned around and went backstage.

Boom!

Shen Feng's feet were weak and he sat down on the chair, fortunately, the chair he sent today was not a product of the copycat factory, and it still carried his weight of nearly two hundred catties steadily.

In his life, he didn't know how many foolish things he had done, and if he had to guess, it would undoubtedly make him have a heart attack directly before Nie Zheng was revealed.

"Nie Zheng, hehe, it's scared to death!" Tang Ning patted his chest, "I almost thought you were really going to give my name." ”

"Single-celled organisms!"

"You're who... Ah...."Tang Ning's apricot eyes bent into the moon, "Yes, I'm really a single-celled creature, stupid to death, didn't Xiaoli's sister already report to the house just now, saying that "Where Are You Going, Dad" was written and composed by you Nie Zheng?"

"Uncle Nie!" Xiao Li held Nie Zheng's arm with a face full of grievances, "My sister won't let me shoot print ads, but I really want to go, can you intercede with me?

"Inseparable!"

"Alright, I got it!"

Xiao Li weakly let go of Nie Zheng's arm and held Tang Ning's arm instead.

"Mr. Nie!" the director of the orphanage came over accompanied by Yuan Yuan, "I will invite you and Shen Gongzi to play games with the children later..."

"Yay! Play the game!"

Qingqing immediately dragged her aunt with one hand and Sister Xiaoli with the other, and ran in the direction indicated by the dean.

"Mr. Nie, we know that your time is precious, and you don't need to play much, just throw a few balls to the children, they are happy to continue, they can take some photos and post them in the orphanage, it won't hinder you for much time...."

As he walked, the dean rubbed his hands together and said in a sincere fear.

On the playground, Shen Feng was already sitting upright, and there were more than a dozen children sitting in front of him, each holding a colorful basketball in his hand.

"We threw it to Uncle Shen in order, Uncle Shen caught it, and then threw it to everyone!"

The host shouted loudly and motioned to the reporters who had gathered around to hurry up and take pictures.

"Dad, Dad, didn't you say playing games? Why can't Qingqing play?"

Qingqing looked at her father very aggrieved and gently pulled her father's clothes.

"Of course you can!" Nie Zheng picked up a basketball and put it in Qingqing's hand, letting Qingqing stand behind the child, and walked straight to Shen Feng.

He smiled: "Children, you don't know, Uncle Shen used to be a football player, responsible for goalkeeping, you throw it so hard, uncle is unhappy, you should smash it hard on your uncle, don't come one by one, all together, if you can hit your uncle's head, there will be a prize, you don't look like a turtle!"

"Like!"

The children giggled and laughed, but no one dared to come forward and smash it.

"Hey, hey, hey, smash you!"

Qingqing ran quickly from behind the child, smashed the basketball on Shen Feng's head, and immediately ran away with a smile.

"Qingqing!"

Tang Ning immediately ran over and grabbed Qingqing, "Children can't be so naughty, how can they smash people's heads!", Qingqing immediately grabbed Tang Ning and took it out to learn a lesson.

"Uncle Shen, are you having fun?" Nie Zheng asked loudly.

"It's fun!" Shen Fengqiang laughed to himself: "Come on!

Immediately, the children made a commotion, and the basketball kept smashing into Shen Feng's face, making his face flushed and embarrassed.

"Alright, alright!" Seeing that the scene was out of control for a while, Zhao Xiaoying immediately came out to clear the siege, "I've played enough basketball, why don't you let my sister and Uncle Nie sing to everyone, okay?"

"Good!"

This group of children is obviously well-trained, and they were still chaotic just now, but suddenly they became very orderly again.

"Children, what songs do you like to listen to?"

"Small Hands Holding Big Hands!"

"Okay, then let's call Uncle Nie together!"

Zhao Xiaoying knows how to create an atmosphere very well, the children shouted in unison, and Qingqing outside also accepted the criticism and ran in with a smile.

"Uncle Nie doesn't sing "Little Hands Holding Big Hands" and sings another song, is it okay to tell a story while singing?"

Although there is no such arrangement, but if they can listen to the story, the children are naturally much more enthusiastic than listening to the song, and shout together: "Okay!"

Zhao Xiaoying still smiled sweetly: "Then ask Uncle Nie to sing and tell the story first, and my sister will sing it later, and give chocolates to the children after singing, but do the children know what kind of chocolates my sister is going to give?"

The slogan "Silky Chocolate!" this time is obviously much more energetic than the previous one.

Nie Zheng glanced at Yuan Yuan slightly, nodded, and gently throated, Zhao Xiaoying sent a guitar to him, but Nie Zheng did not refuse.

There was a ripple in Tang Ning's heart, "Shouldn't he tell the story of Tang Ning's date in a few minutes, oops, this guy, just don't say my name." ”

"Uncle is telling you the story of "Uncle Long Legs" today!"

Tang Ning listened, and for some reason, there was a trace of loss.

"There is a little girl, like everyone else, who also lives in an orphanage, but like everyone, she is very strong, and she is excellent in character and learning..."

As soon as Nie Zheng opened his mouth, he talked about the orphanage, and praised every child in a tortuous way, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"This little girl's name is Judy, and she lived in the orphanage until she was seventeen years old, and when she was seventeen years old, she was going to go to university, and like everyone else, she had to go to college when she was seventeen or eighteen

If Judy wants to go to college, she needs someone to sponsor her, and everyone is luckier than Judy, because with Uncle Shen's sponsorship, everyone will study seriously in the future, even if you are 90 years old, Uncle Shen will still sponsor everyone...."

Shen Feng stood up slightly and nodded, which was considered an agreement.

When Judy was seventeen years old, she wrote a poem called "Melancholy Wednesday", which was shown to a well-wisher, who liked it very much, and promised to sponsor Judy in the future, and Judy knew that she could go to college, and she was so happy that she couldn't sleep all night

Through the nun, she asked the good Samaritan if she could write to him, and the good Samaritan said yes, but he would not reply..."

"Ah.....h

Tang Ning and Xiao Li let out an exclamation in unison, and they both looked at Yuan Yuan, who smiled slightly, very plain.

"But Judy didn't know whether the good Samaritan was a man or a woman, what kind of occupation he had, how old he was, so she thought to herself, sometimes the letter was addressed to her uncle, sometimes it was her aunt, sometimes it was her mother-in-law, in short, everything..."

"Uncle Nie!" a little girl raised her hand, "Did Judy know that person's name later?"

"One day, the man came, but he was in a hurry, and Judy could only look at him through the window, and could only see his long shadow under the street lamp, judging by the shadow, it was a man, because the shadow's feet were very long, and Judy called him Uncle Longlegs...."

"Uncle Nie! Judy knows Uncle Longlegs, but we don't have Uncle Longlegs, can we still write letters?" the little girl ignored the dean's slap and continued to ask, "I really want to be like Judy and write letters!"