Chapter 158
This is a busy weekend. I just attended a charity sale on Saturday, and on Sunday I have to go to the Little Windmill charity organization to participate in the volunteer video shooting.
In fact, it is called a public service promotional video shooting, but in fact it is just a video enthusiast in an organization who is responsible for shooting and editing, and the other volunteers just appear according to the set plot and shots.
Because we were poor, we couldn't rent any professional studios for the filming location, so we went to places like squares and rivers to take some group photos and individual shots. Finally, we went back to the hospital and after communicating with the hospital and the families of the sick children, we filmed some content about the daily volunteer work.
Jiang Zhinian was assigned to the scene of telling stories to the children, so she deliberately wore a more youthful and lively outfit today to make herself more approachable. She also brought some cartoon stickers so that she could get familiar with the children as quickly as possible and cooperate with the filming.
In the camera, Jiang Zhinian sat by the window, holding a brand new picture book she bought and placed it in front of the child. She slowly read and turned the pages one by one, and from time to time guided the child to do some simple thinking.
The whole picture is warm and touching. Outside the camera, Shi Ye leaned against the white wall in the corner of the room with his arms folded, quietly looking at Jiang Zhinian in the picture, listening to her gentle and childlike voice, like the faint morning light, like the spring evening breeze, everything makes people feel peaceful and distant.
Like a green fallen leaf, it falls from a stone cave above the head, accompanied by a ray of sunlight, or along with a clear stream, slowly into the dry and cold pool in the abyss, creating a few ripples, and then slowly returning to its original state.
Perhaps on the surface nothing has changed from the past, but at the bottom of the unfathomable dark pool, the long-sealed stagnant water has been disturbed.
Shi Ye lowered his eyes calmly, his expression unclear until Jiang Zhinian finished filming. He then slowly walked over to Shi Ye, clutching his stomach, and patted his arm with a smile, "How is it? Am I feeling unnatural?"
She didn't dare look at the camera the whole time, for fear that her expression would look unnatural.
Shi Ye looked up at her and said with a smile, "How could that be? Very good. I was completely absorbed in listening."
Jiang Zhinian felt embarrassed by his praise, and quietly took Shi Ye's arm when no one was paying attention: "I have finished shooting the scenes. Do you want to tell Chen Feng that we are leaving first?"
"Okay, I'll go find him. You can say hello to the staff over there."
"good."
Shi Ye turned and walked out of the room. Chen Feng had been watching the filming, but the delivery of a batch of wigs that had been ordered previously was postponed. He was communicating with the factory and left for a while.
When Shi Ye walked over, he had just finished a phone call and was squatting on the ground worried. When he saw Shi Ye coming over, his face didn't look very good.
"What's wrong?" Shi Ye walked to his side, leaned against the wall, and put his hands in his pockets.
Chen Feng looked at him and said, "I really envy you for living a transparent life."
He placed his hands on his knees, looking a bit depressed and troubled. "Do you think I'm too incompetent? Ever since I took over the windmill, nothing has gone smoothly..."
He scratched his hair and continued to complain: "I just hope the little windmill doesn't die in my hands."
Shi Ye looked down at him and said, "The only result of you taking everything on yourself is that you can't do anything well."
Chen Feng laughed at himself: "You also think Lao Chen does better than me, right?"
"Of course." Shi Ye said bluntly, "In the past, Xiaofengche could provide free early intervention treatment for children with autism. Now, it only provides wig care for children undergoing chemotherapy, and occasionally provides less professional psychological intervention for seriously ill children."
Making wigs starts with collecting hair, which is extremely tedious. The subsequent connection with the factory involves issues such as quality control and cost control. This requires specialized people to carry out long-term follow-up and maintenance. However, the participants of this kind of public welfare organization are basically volunteers, with high mobility and instability. Each retraining takes a lot of time and energy, which led Chen Feng to take on this job himself.
As he became busier and busier, Xiaofengche's other businesses and training began to tighten gradually. Coupled with the contraction and difficulties of the charitable gene, the entire organization became increasingly difficult.
Chen Feng was an eyewitness to the whole incident. How could he not know that what Shi Ye said were all problems? But he had no choice. In the era of traffic, he couldn't find a gimmick to attract traffic.
Shi Ye didn't say anything, but simply patted his shoulder. "Perhaps you could consider giving up some of your business. In fact, many more professional charitable organizations are also engaged in wig making. Little Windmill... could consider returning to its original form and focus on behavioral intervention for abnormal children and psychological counseling for seriously ill children."
Chen Feng looked up at him: "Do you really think we did well before?"
Shi Ye also looked at him, his gray eyes motionless, appearing cold and ruthless, but he said: "I think it's good."
Chen Feng was stunned, and suddenly recalled the scene of their first meeting. At that time, he was just a boy. He had nothing to do on weekends, so he would follow his father to the hospital as a temporary volunteer.
At that time, Shi Ye would sit in the office, quietly flipping through a picture book. He saw the other person looking at it over and over again, thinking it was an interesting story, so he leaned over to take a look, but it turned out to be just a very ordinary and boring picture album of cosmic science.
He said, "Hey, do you want to play together?"
Shi Ye glanced at him, without saying a word or paying any attention to him, but his grey eyes were unusually cold.
He was a little embarrassed and said unhappily, "How can you be so rude?"
He originally thought that the other party would be angry and unhappy, but Shi Ye just slowly lowered his eyes and continued to flip through his storybook, as if to say, "Who do you think you are? I don't want to pay attention to you."
Chen Feng is a bit of a mean person at heart. The more you ignore him, the more he will tease you. After a few interactions, the two of them actually became familiar with each other.
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Thinking of this, Chen Feng smiled, stood up and stretched: "Maybe you are right. I was too stubborn and had too high an opinion of myself. I always thought I could do everything, so I wanted to do everything. Facts have proven that ordinary people are just ordinary people. Just to do an ordinary thing well, it takes all my energy."
Jiang Zhinian walked out of the ward where the filming was taking place. She handed a little rabbit puppet that she had made in advance to the little patient who was acting with her. After seeing the other person's happy face, she felt satisfied and elated.
Maybe next time she comes, she can make a big bad wolf hand puppet. This way, every time she comes, it will bring some expectations and surprises to the children.
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