At that moment, his children, wife, parents, and friends were all stunned. Gradually, tears flowed silently as they watched Liu Wei, whether as a husband, son, father, or friend, rush into the towering volcano with such unwavering resolve.
The wife covered her mouth, squatted down and trembled for a moment, and then could not hold back any longer and broke down crying loudly.
She was so tired, constantly on edge, but she also loved him so much, felt so sorry for him, and was in so much pain.
At the scene of the fire, a young driver is crying as he posts a video he just filmed showing firefighters rushing into the flames without regard for their own safety.
In a certain residential community, 23-year-old Zhang Qiang was frantically typing on his keyboard, his face filled with anger.
"Chen Feng is trash. I used to like her so much, but I never expected her to be so stingy. If I ever listen to her songs again, I'm not human."
He was venting his frustrations.
"Xiaoqiang, what are you doing? Come and eat!"
"Son, don't you like Chen Feng the most? He's singing on the Spring Festival Gala, why aren't you coming over?"
His parents were shouting from the living room.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Qiang became furious. He got up, ran to the living room, and shouted, "Never mention Chen Feng to me again. He's a heartless piece of trash."
His parents were stunned on the spot, wondering what had happened to their son. Just a few days ago, he was announcing to the world that he was Chen Feng's most loyal fan, but today he turned his back on him.
"Son, what happened to you?"
"Mom and Dad, don't you know? There was a huge fire in Yungang, so many firefighters died, and many celebrities donated money, but Chen Feng didn't donate a single penny, and didn't even issue a single announcement..."
Zhang Qiang recounted the whole story in one breath.
After listening, the parents were filled with relief, because although their son was somewhat stubborn, he was at least kind-hearted, had sound values, and knew right from wrong, rather than being a pure brainless fan.
However, there are still some minor misconceptions, and as a father, I naturally need to teach him a thing or two. Although Zhang Qiang is already twenty years old, he is still a child in his parents' eyes.
“Son, you’re right, and your thoughts and reactions are fine, but you need to know that whether it’s donating money or doing charity, you can’t use moral blackmail.”
"You may not like it, but you can't use it as an excuse, because you don't do anything yourself, so why should others do it?"
Zhang Qiang retorted, "I don't have any money. If I did, I would definitely donate it."
The father smiled and said, "Since your parents are rich, why don't you ask them to donate?"
"But you work so hard to earn money."
"Don't people work hard to earn money? You only see that they have earned a lot of money, but they earned it through their own abilities. It's all hard-earned money."
Father's lecture.
Zhang Qiang is a good person at heart; he just acted impulsively. Now that he hears his father say this, he is reflecting on it, but he is still somewhat unconvinced.
"Where are you going to eat?"
The father watched his son turn and walk towards the study, and asked...
"I'm turning off the computer."
Zhang Qiang went into his study, intending to shut down the website and go eat, when suddenly he saw a message with a picture attached.
He blinked, rubbed his eyes carefully, and his face contorted in extreme disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Thank you for risking your lives to rush into the fire and deliver firefighting equipment to us. Thank you, Chen Feng, for your 1 billion yuan donation. You not only saved us, but also the entire city of Yungang..."
With the addition of two pictures, it's impossible to fake. This is clearly a message sent by a firefighter in a short moment, and it wasn't even finished sending, obviously indicating an emergency.
But none of these were Zhang Qiang's focus. At this moment, his gaze was fixed on the sentence "Thank you Chen Feng for the billion-dollar donation," and his mind was reeling as if a thunderbolt had struck.
He suddenly took a few steps back, biting his lip until it bled.
Chen Feng, it's Chen Feng, it turns out he did donate, he donated a whole billion! He just didn't want to publicize it, he just wanted to keep a low profile.
At this moment, Zhang Qiang didn't know what he was feeling; it was a mix of emotions. Chen Feng's actions had taught his young heart a harsh lesson.
The moment he stepped out of the study, his face was covered in tears.
"Son, what's wrong with you?"
The parents looked at their son in surprise.
“Mom and Dad, I was wrong. Chen Feng... Chen Feng donated 1 billion... He just didn't want anyone to know... He... He is so great.”
Upon hearing this, the father slowly stood up, hugged his son, and without saying a word, gently patted his shoulder.
And such things are happening all over the country.
When the news of Chen Feng's donation of 1 billion yuan was leaked by a firefighter, his equipment was delivered, ensuring the safety of countless firefighters and indirectly saving the entire Yungang area, and his deeds were gradually exposed.
At this moment, everyone who had cursed Chen Feng began to slap themselves hard, feeling utterly ashamed.
Online, there are countless posts of self-reproach.
"I'm completely stunned. I never expected Fengshen to be so low-key. He would rather bear so much criticism than use donations to promote himself. His character is so noble."
"It's been investigated and confirmed. It was indeed Fengshen who made the donation, and it was in his personal capacity. He donated 1 billion yuan. I can't believe it. What a noble character he must have to be so low-key. And we deserve to die for cursing him like that."
"I feel like the Wind God is really too evil. Are you trying to humiliate us to the point of suicide? I cursed you like that, but you turned around and told me that you will always be my ancestor."
"Look, look! At this moment, looking at those celebrities who donate hundreds of thousands and then make a big fuss about it, what ugly faces they have! Compared to Fengshen, they are worlds apart, not even in the same league."
"Chen Feng, you're something else! You're the first person I've ever made lick back the saliva I spat out. I'm impressed, you old bastard. Not only did you donate money earlier than anyone else, but you also donated 1 billion! 1 billion is fine, but you still won't tell me! I've cursed you tens of thousands of times a day. How am I ever going to finish deleting all of this?"
"I'm currently banging my head against the wall. I swear, no matter what Chen Feng does in the future, I will support him to the bitter end. Otherwise, it would be too hard to slap myself in the face."
Thus, the strangest phenomenon in the history of the internet since its inception has occurred in China: one second Chen Feng was being cursed across the entire internet to get out, and the next second he was being flooded with messages like "Chen Feng, I was wrong."
This move by netizens has stunned the world, leaving countless relevant departments and Spring Festival Gala technicians who have been monitoring public opinion speechless.
"Investigate immediately what happened to cause such a miraculous reversal."
Various departments began their investigations and quickly uncovered the results.
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