Gu Bei is not opposed to public welfare and charity activities.

After all, society needs these.

In many cases, many people in need will only be known through some public welfare and charity activities.

Thus getting help.

Public welfare and charity activities can often drive more people to participate in the ranks of mutual help.

Whether it's someone in need, or someone who reaches out, these are good things.

However, charitable activities such as the Poets' Association, which are of a tourist nature, really go against the original intention.

On the way, take a look at the scenery and obscene poems, and take pictures at the point.

What's the difference between this and traveling?

Completely regarded charity as a means for them to gild their bodies.

They didn't care about the school or the kids they were pulling to take pictures at the moment.

The faces of those children did not reveal the warmth of being cared for, but a look of confusion......

Monetary assistance, of course, is crucial.

But Gu Bei feels that spiritual comfort is also very important.

Otherwise, such an activity is not charity at all, at most it is a huge handout.

Of course, Gu Bei just complained in his heart.

He will not get involved, let alone stand up, stand on the moral high ground, and blame and judge these people.

After all, he is not a saint.

Besides, people really brought money.

Compared with those who are empty-handed, purely doing fake charity, attracting people's attention, it is much stronger.

Even if it was a huge handout, at least the real money was delivered.

"Why don't you take pictures?" Gu Bei, who was far away from the crowd, looked at Shen Mingxue beside him.

Shen Mingxue, like him, also didn't get involved, just watched from afar.

"For me, these are not necessary." Shen Mingxue replied, and then asked rhetorically, "What about you?" How did not pass. ”

"Me? I don't need it either. ”

"It seems to be."

"What do you mean by this? You want to use affirmative sentences. ”

“......”

"Look at me, do you feel that my charm from the inside out, with nowhere to place, is radiating wildly? Do I need to gild this way? No, okay. ”

"Okay, you don't need to."

"That's right...... Since you have recognized my charm, can you not pay back the 500 yuan you donated for me? ”

“......”

Shen Mingxue didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

In fact, when Gu Bei's song became popular, Shen Mingxue was thinking about a question.

Will Gu Bei change because of this......

After all, some people, after becoming famous by chance, will gradually lose themselves.

began to hype himself, began to be arrogant, and began to use all means to continue to expand his fame.

But now it seems that Gu Bei is not interested in these.

It was as if the sudden surge in popularity and fame had never happened to him, and he had always been so calm.

Perhaps, this is what makes Gu Bei different from others, and it is also his charm.

Shen Mingxue was very pleased with this.

And at this moment, Gu Bei suddenly noticed that there was a child staring at him not far away.

The boy looked twelve or thirteen years old, emaciated, and a little dark.

But he doesn't look like the kids here.

Gu Bei can't say what is different, but he feels like this......

When the child found Gu Bei looking at him, his eyes glanced to the other side, and he seemed to be very afraid of Gu Bei.

It was a fear of the living.

But soon, he set his sights on Gu Bei again.

At this time, Gu Bei noticed that the child was not looking at him, but at the guitar he was carrying behind him.

There was longing in his eyes, but there was also some cowardice.

"Hey, little brat, come here." After looking at it for a while, Gu Bei suddenly beckoned to the child.

He thought this little kid was quite interesting.

It seems that he is obviously scared of himself, but he is reluctant to leave because he wants to see the guitar.

And now that I have nothing to do, I just find a little kid to tease me.

Hearing Gu Bei's voice, Shen Mingxue noticed that the child not far away.

At the same time, he also cast a surprised look at Gu Bei.

As for the child, after hearing Gu Bei's voice, he first subconsciously took two steps back, and then he mustered up his courage and walked towards Gu Bei.

"You like guitars?" Looking at the children who came to him, Gu Bei asked with interest.

"I, yes!" The child nodded heavily.

"Do you know how to play?"

"Yes, a little...... Probably, not anymore. ”

"Yes, yes, how could it not?"

"I haven't, I haven't played in two years."

"Then why don't you keep playing?"

"Because...... Because my dad went far, far away, the guitar he left me was broken by me two years ago, and my mom didn't have the money to buy a new one. ”

Hearing this, Gu Bei was a little stunned, and a trace of sourness appeared in his nose inexplicably.

Especially when this little kid, when he said that, Dad went to a far away place, this feeling is especially strong.

Gu Bei had no way to empathize, after all, in the original world, his parents were both.

It's just that he hasn't had much interest, and his parents haven't bothered to take care of him, so he has less contact.

And the parents of this world have not been contacted so far.

The reason why it is sour may just be that this little kid is a little pitiful.

Is this mercy?

I guess so.

"Would you like to play it?" After a while, Gu Bei took the guitar from his body and handed it to the child.

However, the child shook his head, "Still...... Forget it, I'm afraid I'll lose my bullet and I can't afford to pay you, and my hands are a little dirty. ”

"It's okay, you don't have to pay for it, I often don't wash my hands when I play the guitar, come with me." Gu Bei dropped a word, walked to the grass not far away, and sat down.

Then he lit a cigarette and took it out of his guitar bag.

"What are you doing? Come and sit here. Seeing that the child didn't come, Gu Bei urged.

The child stared at the guitar in Gu Bei's hand, walked to Gu Bei's side step by step, and sat down.

In his eyes, there was a slight look of reminiscence.

Maybe it's because I think of my father.

"Come on, play it, play it as much as you like." Gu Bei took a cigarette in his mouth and handed the guitar to the child.

"Still don't want it, your guitar is too good...... I didn't think about it, the child touched the guitar, and actually handed the guitar back to Gu Bei.

"You little brat, why are you so inked?"

"I ......"

"Tell me, do you like the guitar?"

"Love ......"

"Do you like music?"

"Love ......"

"Do you have any musical dreams?"

"Yes......

"Then what else are you inking, the guitar is in front of you."

"Not ......"

"Forget it, since you don't play, then I'll play, sit and watch me perform."

“......”

Seeing Gu Bei holding the guitar and preparing to play, the child looked confused.

At this time, he had only one thought in his mind.

This strange uncle is so fierce.

The way he was holding a cigarette looked like he was tugging.

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