Kindness followed, followed by two middle-aged men, two very special people, one with a prosthetic leg on the lower half of his right leg, and the other with an empty left arm.

Both of them are dressed very ordinarily, and their faces are covered with traces of time that have gone through the wind and frost.

They walked up to Wen Qiao, and the middle-aged man with a prosthetic leg smiled stiffly and held up an old cookie box that was so old that it was painted: "You are Wen Qiao, a classmate of the Central Music and Folk Music Department, right?" ”

"I am, may I ask ...... you?"

"I have a band with people with disabilities, and we're going to play around, and I'm ...... I'm an erhu. ”

In the face of these academic children, the man seems to have some inferiority complex in his words.

This is the so-called 'flyover artist' that Zhao Tong and Xu Lu don't look down on.

It's just an ordinary person who lives seriously.

A person who lives seriously is a great person, and only a person worthy of admiration.

"Is there anything you're looking for me?"

The man sent the biscuit box to her: "Because I heard that your school does not support your folk music club, we want to try our best to do something for folk music, these are the income we have obtained from our performances in the past month, and we want to donate it to you, a meager heart, I hope it can help a little." ”

Wen Qiao's heart choked up, and said solemnly: "We have received the heart, we can't collect this money, about our concert, we currently have financial support, thank you, thank you." ”

She can collect the children's pocket money, but she can't collect the hard-earned money from these disabled people's desperate performances.

All beings are suffering, and she is full of emotion.

The man insisted: "Please...... Please be sure to accept it, we are all wild people, what we can do for the people is really limited, I hope you must not give up. ”

The children of the academy are the light of folk music and the future of folk music.

Wen Qiao excused himself, and the man directly stuffed the cookie box into her hand, then pulled the man next to him, turned around and left.

He wore a prosthetic leg and walked with a limp, smiling back and waving at Wincho.

Wen Qiao held the biscuit box, bowed his head, and bowed to them ninety degrees.

Respect for the brilliance of humanity.

As soon as they turned around, Chunxiao and Lu Youyou hugged each other, crying with tears in their eyes, "It's so touching, it's so touching." ”

Lin Xiang put one hand in his pocket: "We should work harder to live up to the expectations of kind people." ”

"Okay, good, let's work together."

After that, the piggy bank and biscuit box were placed on her desk by Wen Qiao, always alerting her, there are countless such little girls in the country, and there are many folk musicians from wild roads, who regard them as guiding lights, and silently support them behind them.

They must live up to their expectations.

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There are still some bad rumors in the school that Wen Qiao is the mastermind behind the scenes, on the one hand, Fang Duo is unrelenting against Wen Qiao, and on the other hand, he naturally thanks to Xu Lu.

Anything that is not good for Wen Qiao, she will definitely intervene.

There was no class in the afternoon, Zhao Tong went home, Xu Lu walked to the piano room alone, and entered the ivory-white building, suddenly a shadow flashed, she was startled, and looked at it, it was Wen Qiao who blocked her way.

Wincho has always been a raunchy dress in school, a loose long-sleeved T-shirt, wide-legged jeans, shell shoes, and a standard school bully.

"You...... What are you doing? Xu Lu is still weak-hearted.

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