Chapter 145: Emperor Shen's hand slips and forwards
Some haters are just jealous. They don't want to contribute anything themselves, but they just talk about being a contributor. I really don't know what's going on in these people's minds.
Inspired by Sister Song, I've signed up to teach women's health knowledge in mountainous areas.
Chen Ying's comments did not cause any quarrels, but she was scolded back by fans.
In the early morning, fog covered the entire valley, and drizzle fell on the banana trees in the yard.
Because there was no farm work to do, Song Zhiyuan slept a little longer.
Yiyi and her brother had already gone to school. Song Zhiyuan, wrapped in a blanket, leaned against the window, watching the drizzle outside, and handling work at the Ministry of Agriculture.
The department has recently started to attract investment. As the director of the department, Song Zhiyuan is under a lot of pressure. In addition, due to the recent program recording, she cannot handle business in person and can only assign the work to the staff below.
Song Zhiyuan could only keep an eye on the work progress reports from his subordinates.
Song Zhiyuan is usually very busy with agricultural research and often stays in the laboratory. The old employees under him are well-trained and can complete the work tasks assigned by their superiors very well. However, the few new employees who have arrived recently are not very familiar with the work of the department and have made mistakes one after another.
Song Zhiyuan patiently pointed out the mistakes, arranged the work tasks for nearly two days, and stretched lazily.
Song Zhiyuan was just about to go downstairs when the phone on the table suddenly rang with a message. Song Zhiyuan picked up the phone and took a look. It was the director of the Nanqiao Town Women's Federation who had received the supplies and sent a video and photos of the distribution of sanitary napkins.
In order to ensure that sanitary napkins can be distributed to girls instead of being used by some men to make insoles, Song Zhiyuan has been in contact with the director of the Women's Federation.
After exiting the chat interface, Song Zhiyuan saw that the first guiding comment was pushed to the top of the official blog.
Song Zhiyuan forwarded the post and commented, "Menstruation and childbirth are both normal things for women. There's no need to hide menstruation, let alone feel ashamed. Every girl should be open about it and bravely break free from the shackles of prejudice."
Menstruation is not a problem, nor is it a negative influence. Those who mock women are vulgar and shameless.
As soon as Song Zhiyuan posted on Weibo, Song Zhiwei and Shen Jingmo immediately retweeted it, and even the official website of Nanqiao Town, which was linked to Song Zhiyuan, retweeted it in real time.
[Sister Song is right. I don't know what era it is, but there are still people making these statements to guide public opinion. They have ulterior motives.]
[The movie star actually retweeted Sister Song's comment, and only did it ten minutes after Sister Song posted it. Does this prove that the movie star is paying close attention to Sister Song's movements?]
[The actor didn't follow Sister Song's Weibo at all, and Sister Song's comments didn't become a trending topic. If he hadn't been paying attention, he wouldn't have noticed Sister Song's post.]
[I believe in accidentally liking something, but I don’t believe in accidentally forwarding something.]
[Perhaps it wasn't Actor Shen himself who was operating the account. His account is controlled by his agent.]
"Sister fans, stop trying to clean up your act. Is it possible for your actor to be controlled? He's now starting a new business and owns shares in major film and television companies. His agents rely on him for their salaries. How could his accounts be in his hands?"
[The actor's agent's IP was shown in the capital, while the actor's IP was shown at the filming location. It turns out it was actually the actor himself who forwarded the message.]
[I've already put on my wedding dress. Besides, I don't believe that Emperor Shen and Sister Song have no relationship.]
When Song Zhiyuan came down from the attic, Song Zhiwei had already prepared breakfast. The brother and sister finished their breakfast under the corridor, enjoying the breeze and the rain.
It drizzled all morning and showed no signs of stopping. Just when everyone was wondering whether the charity performance could still be held, the rain stopped and the sun broke through the dark clouds, showing a bright smile. After being exposed to the sun, the air was filled with a faint smell of earth.
Due to time constraints, the program team hastily set up a simple venue in the village office.
There are very few charity performances in the village, so after receiving the news, the villagers came early with stools to reserve space.
After school, the program staff and school teachers will communicate and bring the children to Huaqiu Village to watch the performance.
The bustling crowd came one after another and soon surrounded the venue, with children playing happily all around.
As night falls, the staff turns on the headlights that have been prepared in advance, creating an atmosphere like a concert.
"I think everyone is ready to perform." Ma Tao sat on the mat and looked at everyone seriously.
"It's my first time facing so many audiences, and I'm still a little nervous." Cheng Yuhan secretly glanced at the venue in front. It was so crowded that even villagers from the neighboring village came over to join in the fun after hearing the news.
【I almost believed Cheng Yuhan's lies.】
Ma Tao didn't waste any more time and got straight to the point. "I know everyone's very nervous right now. Before the charity performance, let's play a little game to ease the tension and also use it to decide the order of our next performance."
Ma Tao knew that no one wanted to be the first to perform.
"In the bean-picking game, whoever picks up thirty beans first wins. The winner will have the right to choose the performance order first. The rest of the people will appear in reverse order according to the order in which they picked up the beans. The last person to finish will be the first performer." Ma Tao briefly explained the rules of the game.
"This game is simple. My hands are usually the steadiest when I pick up food." Cheng Yuhan confidently began to train his hand flexibility.
Chen Zhe then added, "This game not only needs to be stable, but also fast. Stability alone is useless."
"As for speed, you are definitely not as fast as me." Lin Yu'an joined the discussion group.
[I agree with Lin Yuan's statement. Lazy and cunning people will definitely grab food quickly, fearing that they will miss out.]
Ma Tao asked the staff to bring the props and place them in front of everyone.
Two bowls are placed in front of each person, one bowl is filled with soybeans and the other is empty.
Then another staff member brought up the chopsticks they were going to use. The chopsticks were half a meter long and as thick as a little finger.
The guests' eyes widened at the sight, with Cheng Yuhan even waving his chopsticks and questioning Ma Tao, "Director, are you serious? How can you pick up something with such long chopsticks? Look, these chopsticks are thicker than soybeans. You can't even hold them with one hand."
To make it more intuitive, Cheng Yuhan compared soybeans with the chopsticks in his hand.
[These are not chopsticks. These are not the skewers people use for barbecue.]
[I knew that the game Ma Tao set up was definitely not that simple.]
Ma Tao retorted, "Why can't I pick it up?"
"Director, pick one up for us to see." Cheng Yuhan handed the chopsticks to Ma Tao.
Ma Tao didn't reach out to take it, and argued, "There must be a way to clamp it. Our staff have already tried it."
Ma Tao looked at the assistant director beside him.
The assistant director stood up, took the chopsticks, walked to Cheng Yuhan's props, and quickly picked up the beans and put them in the bowl with chopsticks.
【Guests now have no excuses to struggle.】
Cheng Yuhan was instantly slapped in the face and weakly took the chopsticks, "Then I'll take the soybeans."
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