(If you have money, you can hold a money field, and if you don't have money, give a small reward (づ ̄3 ̄)づ must support genuine reading╭(╯3╰)╮)

In the afternoon, the sun bakes the earth, making people feel like they are in a furnace.

Coriander was asked out by Ming Xuan to solicit donations on behalf of their Calamus College, collect materials and send them to the disaster area, in fact, what they are doing now is a little better than asking for food, and they will drill into it when they see a business along the street, holding the collection box to show their intentions to the buddy or shopkeeper in the business and say some touching words, encouraging them to donate some material things willingly.

Entering the store is not spending money, but letting people pay for the store's pockets, which is simply the same as robbing a bank.

But with Ming Xuan, who is thicker than a dictionary, he gradually got used to it. Besides, what he is doing now is a good thing, and there is nothing emotionally unbearable.

It's always been their hot faces, and there are a lot of cold butts, and they haven't raised much donations at all from morning to most of the day. The collection box in his hand was still fluttering and clanging.

Many of the students who came out together took refuge in the teahouse, and the complaints were one after another.

A male classmate who found nothing said angrily: "I think we are just a waste of time now, the shops I went to just now, the shopkeeper was a cheater and was kicked out several times!"

He was embarrassed to say that he hadn't raised a penny.

Ming Xuan pointed out his problem in a tactful tone, "Let's go to someone's store, first of all, we have a good attitude." As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out. Tell people well, people are willing to donate, we must thank them well, if you don't want to donate, we can't force it. ”

There was a little harvest that made the boy discouraged: "The weather is so hot, the world is so hot and cold, I think I am living more tormented than those victims now."

Someone chimed in: "Who says it's not, especially the big gap between them is really unbearable, and now everyone is in danger." Who cares if others live or die? You don't know a shopkeeper I met before. He didn't want to donate, and he also said some ugly things, saying that we students are not good at studying in school, and we are guilty of engaging in this kind of activity. Say we're not stupid to read! The more he talked, the angrier he became. If it hadn't been for Qiwen stopping me at that time. I reasoned with the shopkeeper on the spot! ”

Ming Xuan reassured him, "Everyone's values are different, just take our classmates as an example." Let's convene the whole school to engage in this fundraising activity, and there are many people who are willing to come out, but we are not the only ones who insist on staying in the end? He swept the blushing faces of his classmates one by one, smiled with relief and continued, "We think what we are doing is right, of course we must be right to do this, but we can't force others to be like us, we can take doing good deeds for granted, but we can't take it for granted that we are right to impose our will on others." ”

Coriander sat among them, like most of them, patiently listening to the preaching. If he had heard such words four months ago, he would have been in a fog, his left ear going in and out of his right ear, although he didn't seem to understand it now, but his heart was touched.

The only three girls who joined the fundraising activity came to Mingxuan together, and the three of them seemed to have something unspeakable, and they all looked embarrassed.

Ming Xuan understands the delicate nature of their girls, and also knows that the three of them have made a lot of contributions to this event, and they have raised much more donations than the male students here combined.

"Do you want to go back, it's okay, don't feel sorry for ......"

The girl with a good face in the middle hurriedly interrupted Ming Xuan, "We're not afraid of tiredness or sunshine, this hard work is nothing to us at all, it's just ......"

When she heard what she said, she felt like she was making excuses, not to mention what others would think when they heard such words. She bit her lip and lowered her head, ashamed and ashamed for a moment.

The bespectacled girl on her left side rushed to speak, and the look of shame and indignation was evident when she spoke, "No matter how poisonous the sun is, we can stand it, but we can't stand the viciousness of people's hearts!" We went to many businesses, and there were a lot of people who were kind enough to donate money, but some of the shopkeepers were really human-faced and beast-hearted, and they made very excessive demands on us! ”

"Yes, they said it was okay to donate money, unless...... Unless we let them touch it! ”

Hearing this, a group of boys changed their colors, and some even scolded them: "It's too much, this is simply a hooliganism!"

There are also boys who stand up to fight for the girls, and want to go to the shopkeepers of those businesses who want to take advantage of them to settle accounts.

Ming Xuan couldn't help but tighten his five fingers, suppressing his anger in the depths of his heart, the current dark world did not make him feel disheartened, but could stimulate his motivation even more. In order to dispel the darkness and shadows, he can only do some modest things now, but in the future, he will definitely be able to find his own way like his brother, so that the entire Chinese community will not fall apart, and he will be able to heal the wounds in people's hearts......

He said to the three girls, "If you want to continue fundraising, I can regroup and have a few boys follow you."

The three girls looked at each other, and Chong Mingxuan nodded gratefully.

As soon as they heard that they could be flower messengers, those boys who were originally depressed suddenly became energetic.

At this time, someone looked at the door of the teahouse and said, "I have made an appointment to meet here, why hasn't the president come yet?" ”

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Le Yuan came back with the collection box, this person seemed to be beaten with iron, under such a poisonous sun, he ran outside for most of the day, wearing a school uniform in a Zhongshan suit, and he didn't sweat a drop.

Seeing that he was relaxed, his classmates really wondered if he was seriously fundraising.

Leyuan put the heavy donation box on the table, picked up the teapot and poured it up.

Ming Xuan checked the weight of the donation box that Le Yuan had just placed on the table, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Okay, Le Yuan, let's not say there is a hundred copper yuan." He took Leyuan as an example and encouraged everyone, "Learn more from our president, that - who said that he was deceived by the shopkeeper just now." Put on our school uniform, are they embarrassed to say that you are a liar? ”

The boy who complained about being treated as a liar cried and said, "Do you think we're all monsters like that?"

He looked at the three girls in school uniforms present, and for the first time hated that he was not a daughter. The girls' school uniform of Calamus College has a cyan mid-length wide-sleeved gown on the upper body, embroidered with the school emblem on the chest, and a knee-length black skirt on the lower body.

"The girls' school uniforms are skirts, and they look cool. Our boys' school uniforms are all long-sleeved and long-trousers, and they are all black, and when they go out in ...... they are tortured."

Leyuan ignored the boy's complaints. After sitting down, he said to the students around him, "I think we are running from house to house." We don't necessarily get much good results, we are studying economics anyway, and everyone is thinking about how to apply the knowledge we have learned and find a way to make money-"

"yes. We're just trying to play lip service. Don't use your brain. I'm really sorry for the tuition fees my family paid us. Someone echoed Leyuan and said.

"Speaking of making money, I do think of one thing—" said a boy, "a classmate from the art department of our school showed off to me a few days ago. Professor Qu went to their department to find a few students who knew how to sculpt and made a few adult-sized dolls, and told me that Professor Qu's shot was not ordinary, and after the three clay dolls were made, Professor Qu gave them six oceans! Can we ask those students from the art department to help make more dolls and sell them? ”

Three clay dolls have a total of six silver dollars, isn't that equal to two silver dollars for one doll?

Ming Xuan didn't fail to settle this account, but he didn't become optimistic, "Are you really good to sell that puppet, either Professor Qu gave them so much money because of favors, or Professor Qu also does things for others." ”

Coriander muttered in her heart, what they said shouldn't be about the humanoid model, isn't that what Coriander was worried about a while ago.

Those mannequins were meant to be used in the cloth shop, and when I thought of the cloth shop, the coriander remembered something—

"I think there's something that should help you."

The classmates have long been familiar with Mingxuan's off-campus friend, but they don't know if coriander is unsociable or easy to be shy, and it is rare to see him speak in front of everyone.

"What are you talking about?" Ming Xuan asked.

"It's a machine I made with my sister, but I can't lend it to you, I can't be the master alone."

Many people are at a loss in their eyes, and they don't know what the hell the so-called machine qì in the mouth of coriander is, and can they still make money?

In the process of listening to Coriander's explanation, most of the people's expressions were stunned, only one or two classmates were skeptical, and some people questioned whether the crane machine was as powerful as Coriander said.

If Coriander really has such a weapon that can make money, what kind of car does he go to pull all day long, he is simply full of food and support, and he finds guilt for himself.

Coriander said, "It's better to hear than to see, I'll take you to see it."

When they were leaving, the shopkeeper of the teahouse confiscated a penny from them, but kindly donated some. At that time, the students were very moved, thinking that as long as there was one person who recognized them, their hard work so far would be worth it.

……

Coriander led them to the gate of the splendid cloth shop on Hing Wing Road.

Originally, those students who came with curiosity couldn't believe their eyes when they saw a long queue in front of the crane machine, and they seemed to be a little unable to understand why the unsightly machine was so hot.

Most of the students went to line up after some discussion, and wanted to try out the attraction of this machine.

Ming Xuan stood in front of the shop window, looked at the three humanoid models with different postures wrapped in cloth, and muttered to himself: "These are the three clay dolls that Xiao Qiu said in the teahouse."

Coriander went to greet the cloth shop, and when she went in, she saw that the coriander was there.

Coriander wore a pair of round sunglasses and leaned in front of the counter to listen to Shi Lan talk about the three mannequins in the window.

There were no suitable clothes to wear on the mannequins, and although these mannequins were dummies, Shi Lan was embarrassed to let them be naked in the window, so she found three pieces of cloth to wrap the mannequins.

"Hello Boss Qu-" Coriander politely greeted Lao Qu.

Lao Qu looked at the energetic and bright-eyed young man in front of him, and his eyes were full of a smile of relief and love, "Coriander is here, don't see me like that in the future, don't call me Boss Qu, just call me Uncle Qu." ”

Lao Qu recognized a nephew on the spot, and the coriander felt a little uncomfortable, "I called you Boss Qu from beginning to end, when did you never treat me so close to me as much as my brother, dare you to see me all the time, Qu, Lao, Ban!" ”

Lao Qu made a straight face at the coriander, "I'll see you what's going on!" ”

Coriander pretended to shout, "There are people here who are patriarchal!" ”

"You girl don't have a little self-knowledge? Didn't you notice that I was so alone with you! After speaking, Lao Qu snorted heavily, but his eyes flashed with urgency.

Coriander sniffled and made a grievance, "It turns out that I am so unpopular, I think I will come less in the future, so as not to obstruct someone's eyes." ”

"You ......," Lao Qu blew his beard and glared.

Since the opening of the splendid cloth shop, coriander has always seen the beginning but not the end, Lao Qu already has an opinion in his heart, and when he hears her words again, can he not come to love?

Coriander dropped Lao Qu, who was angry with her, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, and smiled like a child who wanted to beg for candy, "Brother, do you think my sunglasses look good?" ”

Coriander smirked, as if she was spoiled, and said continuously: "It's good-looking."

"Brother, are you here to raise donations?"

Coriander still has a donation box in his hand, so that people can know what his purpose is at a glance, but the purpose of his visit to the splendid cloth shop is not only that. He glanced back and saw that Le Yuan and Ming Xuan hadn't followed, so he went out to beckon them in.

As soon as Ming Xuan saw the coriander, he lost his image and yelled for her to donate money.

Le Yuan pulled him back, pressed his head, and asked him to salute Lao Qu like himself.

"Hello, shopkeeper, we are students of Calamus Academy."

"Calamus Academy, isn't that the school where my son teaches? My son's name is Guancheng, I guess you should know each other, right? ”

When Lao Qu saw these two boys, he felt very fond of them at a glance, and when he heard that they were students of Calamus Academy, he immediately felt much more cordial.

"It turned out to be Professor Qu's father, Shigong, hello!" Ming Xuan solemnly gave Lao Qu a big gift.

With a "master", Lao Qu was a little fluttering.

Looking at his smug face, Coriander couldn't help but hit him, "What are you doing, it's not your son's light." ”

Lao Qu was angry at the coriander tiger, "Give birth to a son who is so capable, that is also my ability, and if you have the ability, you can also give birth to a capability!" ”

Coriander is calm and confident, "Your son is a poor teacher, and my son will definitely be more capable than your son in the future!" ”

Lao Qu took off his shoes and chased after the coriander, this girl can stumble him, but he can't stumble his son! (To be continued.) )