Chapter 141 Only one person is injured and the world is achieved
Song Zhiyuan borrowed a cart from a nearby logistics point. Song Zhiwei helped fill the cart, and then Song Zhiyuan pushed it to the front of the bus.
In order to save time, Song Zhiyuan loaded the truck with the staff.
The bus seemed a bit cramped because of the seats, and the stacked boxes were crooked. After Song Zhiyuan got on the bus with a box of books, she placed the box on the front seat. Just as Song Zhiyuan was about to get off, Chen Jingmo and Cheng Yuhan got on the bus with two boxes of books each.
The two of them held a lot at once, blocking the view ahead.
In order to make way for the two people, Song Zhiyuan took a few steps back, tripped on the stairs, and bumped into the stacked boxes behind him.
The box, which was not very sturdy to begin with, became shaky and wobbly after being hit hard, and was in danger of collapsing at any time.
Seeing this scene, Shen Jingmo dropped the box in his hand without time to react. He quickly grabbed Song Zhiyuan's wrist and pulled him towards himself. Song Zhiyuan bumped into Shen Jingmo's chest.
Shen Jingmo was knocked off his feet and fell towards the corridor behind him. At the moment of falling, Shen Jingmo naturally protected Song Zhiyuan's knees with his hands.
The other hand was around Song Zhiyuan's waist, using his body as a cushion for Song Zhiyuan.
The rickety boxes collapsed and slid down.
The box thrown away by Chen Jingmo happened to hit the feet of Cheng Yuhan who was following behind him.
The sudden force made Cheng Yuhan scream in pain, and he was thrown out with two boxes in his hands, and they landed on his other foot.
The scream immediately attracted the attention of Song Zhiwei and two other staff members.
Several people put down what they were holding and went forward to check.
As soon as Song Zhiwei got into the car, he saw the messy boxes all over the floor and two people lying on the ground. Song Zhiwei stepped over the scattered boxes with his long legs and quickly stepped forward to help Song Zhiyuan up from Shen Jingmo. His face was filled with uncontrollable worry. He looked Song Zhiyuan up and down and said, "Sister, are you okay?"
"Thank goodness, Mr. Shen, I'm fine." Song Zhiyuan pressed his whole body on Shen Jingmo but didn't get bumped.
But Chen Jingmo was different. He fell heavily in the corridor and used himself as a cushion for Song Zhiyuan.
Song Zhiyuan and Song Zhiwei stepped forward together to help Shen Jingmo up from the ground, "Mr. Shen, how are you? Are you injured anywhere?"
Shen Jingmo brushed the dust off the corner of his clothes with a calm expression, "It's okay."
[It was dangerous. If the actor hadn't reacted in time, Sister Song would have been injured.]
[This way of stacking boxes without any protection is definitely dangerous. Even if it didn't collapse just now, there would probably be an accident on the road. Fortunately, no one was injured.]
[Who said that no one would care about Cheng Yuhan if no one was hurt?]
【The world is achieved when only Cheng Yuhan is injured.】
[The newbie was so unlucky, both boxes fell on his feet.]
Song Zhiyuan looked at Cheng Yuhan with concern and said, "Come in the car and have a rest. We will take care of the rest."
"Sister Song, I'm fine. I was just hit by a box, and I've reacted now." To reassure everyone, Cheng Yuhan deliberately jumped a few times in front of everyone.
After making sure everything was alright, everyone continued to work.
After learning from the lesson, when packing up the boxes, everyone reinforced them and did not stack them as high as before.
After all the books were packed, the program guests followed the local staff to deliver the books to various primary schools in Nanqiao Town.
In the afternoon, they finally arrived at the last experimental primary school in Nanqiao Town.
"There are five primary schools in Nanqiao Town. The next one we are going to has the most backward teaching equipment." The staff introduced the school to the three people.
The school does not cover a large area, with two four-story teaching buildings in total. There is a playground in front, and the mud-brick house on the right is the staff dormitory. The school has many volunteer teachers, and they live in unified dormitories arranged by the school. In addition, other teachers also choose to take a nap in the dormitory.
There is a simple canteen on the left side of the school, and most students bring their meals from home.
The staff member also added, "Most of the students in the village where several teachers recorded the program are in this school."
The principal had received the news from above and was waiting at the door early in the morning.
The female principal looked to be in her forties, wearing a smart suit and a warm smile. When she saw Song Zhiyuan and the others get off the car, she took the initiative to step forward to greet them, "Welcome to our school."
"Let's help move the books to the library." Cheng Yuhan asked enthusiastically.
The female principal explained with an embarrassed look on her face, "Our school has limited funds. We usually invest all our money in teaching, so we don't have much spare money to buy extracurricular books for the children. As a result, the library has been unused. We have already organized teachers to clean up the library."
"You and I will unload the books first, and our teachers will sort out the rest." The female principal was afraid of wasting everyone's time.
"In that case, why don't we go and help clean it up together."
No one resisted Song Zhiyuan's proposal.
"We are very grateful that you come to deliver books to us. How can we ask you to continue helping with the work?" The female principal looked embarrassed.
"There's nothing wrong with that. We'll just be volunteers today." Cheng Yuhan got off the car first, holding a book.
The female principal did not continue to refuse and took everyone to the library on the first floor.
The library has not been used for a long time and the bookshelves are covered with dust. The teachers are already cleaning it up, but they have only cleaned up half of it.
Shen Jingmo and others put the book at the door, picked up the rag on the windowsill, and helped to clean up and wipe the dust.
While moving the tables and chairs, Song Zhiyuan accidentally noticed that Shen Jingmo's hands were a little inconvenient. Without disturbing anyone, Song Zhiyuan leaned forward and whispered, "Mr. Shen, please come out for a moment."
Chen Jingmo watched Song Zhiyuan's back as she passed by. He secretly tightened his fingers around the rag, then unconsciously slowly released them. His heart was beating faster as if he was holding a deer.
Song Zhiyuan's every move, every frown and smile can make him nervous.
Chen Jingmo put down the rag in his hand, and dodged the camera like a student being called by a teacher, following Song Zhiyuan step by step, all the way to the albizzia tree in a small open space behind the teaching building.
The afternoon sun shone through the gaps between the branches, casting light and shadow on Song Zhiyuan.
"Mr. Shen, is your hand feeling uncomfortable?" Song Zhiyuan looked at Shen Jingmo's hand with concern.
Shen Jingmo looked down at his hands.
On the bus, in order to protect Song Zhiyuan from hitting her knees, Shen Jingmo used his hand as a cushion for Song Zhiyuan and accidentally touched the iron sheet under the seat.
Shen Jingmo couldn't help but feel warm at Song Zhiyuan's concern, but he didn't want to put pressure on Song Zhiyuan, so he casually explained, "It was just an accidental bump when moving the books, it's no big deal."
Song Zhiyuan pressed on, "Are you sure you're okay? If you're really feeling unwell, you should go to the hospital."
"Don't worry, Professor Song, it's really okay." Shen Jingmo was used to the bumps and bruises on the crew.
Especially when I first entered the industry in the early years, in order not to delay the progress of the entire crew, even if I was injured, I had to endure it and finish filming over and over again.
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