Chapter 525 Literal Meaning
Nanyue Province is mountainous, with countless high and low hills connected to each other.
A county road that should have been newly repaired, not wide but quite flat, winds through the mountains and villages.
Next to a small playground at the foot of the mountain, childish and excited singing came from two bungalows.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky…”
Jiang Guyan held a guitar and taught the children below to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star with a smile on her face.
It’s the English version.
Two assistants and a photographer followed to take photos and videos.
“Good~very perfect~”
Jiang Guyan smiled slightly and clapped his hands. The singing stopped and faint sounds of conversation came from outside the window.
Jiang Guyan glanced out the window and saw Xiao Meng, the village official who had just arrived last year and the village chief Lan Guangcheng, chatting with a tall man who looked to be in his twenties outside the window.
Seeing the man's back, Jiang Guyan's expression couldn't help but look a little unnatural.
"The roads are much better now. After getting off the highway, you only need to drive about 20 kilometers on the national highway to reach the township. However, the five-kilometer winding mountain road from the township to the village is not easy to drive on."
"Actually, the conditions in our Changdong Village are pretty good. Although the first five kilometers are all gravel roads, at least it's passable. It's much better than the transportation in Nongtou, Niudong, and Shangniu, which are too far from the county road..."
Before Xiao Meng, the village official who had just graduated last year, could finish his words, Lan Guangcheng, the village chief clerk next to him, coughed and glared at him: "Assistant Meng, Mr. Fang has been walking all morning and must be thirsty. Let's go to the school to get some water."
Xiao Meng immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He responded awkwardly, touched his nose, and ran to the kitchen next to the classroom to get some water.
He is the village official of Changdong Village, not from any other village. Finally, a kind-hearted donor came and wanted to help build the road, but he said that the conditions in other villages were worse. What should he do if the donor went to a worse place to donate his love?
While fetching water, Xiao Meng secretly tiptoed to take a look into the classroom, and happened to see Jiang Guyan looking over.
When Xiao Meng saw that handsome and artistic face, his heart started pounding.
She is indeed a female celebrity, so beautiful!
"Mr. Fang, this is Changdong Primary School. Primary school students from the five nearby villages all go to school here. Many students have to walk two hours along the mountain road to get to school."
Lan Guangcheng wore a simple smile and spoke with a thick accent, saying, "There are fewer and fewer children in many villages now. The schools in other villages have all closed down. There's only one primary school left nearby, Changdong. So everyone has to go to the township or town to attend middle school."
"If these five kilometers were built into an asphalt road, it would be much more convenient for the children to go to school."
Fang Yu nodded without comment.
In his opinion, in modern society, if such a village has no special products or tourism resources, the only option is to move inland.
Even if they don't migrate inland, they will still slowly die out. This is an objective law and there is nothing that can be done about it.
We came here to build the road just to try to see if we can restore the camp as soon as possible.
"Oh, Mr. Jiang, are you done with your class?"
Seeing the indifferent expression on the face of the boss named "Wang", Lan Guangcheng's eyes flickered slightly. He had just said half of his words when he saw the door of the middle classroom opened. Jiang Guyan and the photographer walked out while watching the film they had taken.
Jiang Guyan is known for her temperament, and she is not the kind of beauty that appears gorgeous at first sight.
But this is for the entertainment industry.
Such a female star, appearing in a small mountain village in South Vietnam, compared with the people around her, is like a flamingo among a flock of native chickens, and is particularly eye-catching.
A dozen children who had finished their classes came to the small playground to play, and looked at Fang Yu and his group curiously from afar.
These children, who appear to be of the same grade, are of different ages. The oldest ones seem to be almost ten years old, while the youngest are only six or seven years old.
But these are the children from five villages? Only about twenty in total? Isn't that too few?
Although some children have certainly followed their parents into the city, it is estimated that there is still a considerable proportion of children who are out of school, which is why there are so few students.
"Teacher Jiang, it's really not easy for a big star like you to come and teach every year and bring so many things every time you come."
"Teacher Jiang is leaving today, right?"
"Yes, Master Lan, seeing that the children are doing so well, I feel relieved. By the way, I will be back this afternoon and will take a flight to Yongzhou early tomorrow morning."
"I've caused you a lot of trouble every time, and I'll need you to take care of me in the future."
Jiang Guyan said to Lan Guangcheng with a smile, glancing at Fang Yu inconspicuously.
Lan Guangcheng's face was as bright as a chrysanthemum, and he rubbed his hands on the sides of his pants a little awkwardly: "It's my duty, it's not a problem at all. We all have to thank you. If you hadn't come to teach, no one would know about us..."
After saying that, Lan Guangcheng slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly understood something. "Look at my memory. Oh, Teacher Jiang, this is Mr. Fang, the man who sponsored us to build the road at the entrance to the village. Mr. Fang, this is Teacher Jiang. She's a big star, don't you know her?"
Sponsoring road construction? I haven't formally agreed to that yet.
Fang Yu heard Lan Guangcheng's little thoughts and sneered in his heart.
Forget it, I was just doing an experiment. It’s just a five-kilometer asphalt mountain road. It’s not worth worrying about.
Moreover, the reason why he chose to build the road in Changdong Village was because Lan Guangcheng had the most "kind-hearted" stance among all the village party secretaries nearby, and he would not have any bad intentions with the money for road construction.
As for the other villages and towns...well, I won’t say more.
Although I am not afraid of this kind of thing, it is still troublesome.
With Lan Guangcheng's introduction, Jiang Guyan's eyes flashed, and he extended his hand generously, with a slight smile on his face: "Hello, Mr. Fang, thank you for your kindness. I am Jiang Guyan."
She really didn't know who Fang Yu was. To be precise, she was not among the people who "could" know Fang Yu.
Although he had experienced an unprecedented "near-death, horrible feeling like the waves, lifelong shame, and unreserved surrender" yesterday, the other party was obviously just a rich second-generation who wanted to show his love on a whim, and was not born to be from the same world as him.
Of course, in this case, she didn't want to keep the person, she just wanted to keep the fragment.
Yesterday's entanglement in the mist in the mountains was like a Tsangyang Gyatso-style encounter.
It's like occasionally opening a hardcover poetry book and suddenly seeing a handwritten letter tucked inside.
She drank some locally brewed rice wine by the village bonfire last night.
Maybe it was because of the alcohol. Without knowing who the other person was, they looked at each other from across the road. Just one look from the other person made her unable to suppress her inner impulse, and she had an unforgettable experience with this young man.
It's not that I'm brave, I just feel that -
The world is so big, how can someone contradict me like this?
There weren't many to begin with.
He was very quiet and very strong.
He said he came to repair the road.
I am the road.
Well, the above paragraph can be written into a modern poem and posted on Weibo.
Isn’t this better than what the second generation of some writers wrote?
Of course, the main reason why I pretended not to have seen it was that there was an assistant sent by my boyfriend on this trip.
Don't let the cat out of the bag.
The cake won’t sell for a good price if the filling is exposed.
Fang Yu also smiled and shook Jiang Guyan's fingertips lightly.
Seeing that Fang Yu's expression was more normal than his own, Jiang Guyan first secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then inexplicably felt a little unhappy.
"Mr. Fang, you've seen that the playground for the children is too shabby. It's all dirt. After the rain, the ground is all muddy and too slippery to play. Could you please build a playground for the children while you're repairing the road?"
Jiang Guyan said calmly with a smile on his face.
Fang Yu glanced around. It was just a small playground of less than 200 square meters. He stomped his feet, and the dust on the ground flew up.
"Well, it's quite slippery when wet. Now that Teacher Jiang has spoken, what else can we do?"
Fang Yu nodded with a smile and waved to the children coming out of the classroom.
It’s just building a small playground, no big deal.
Hearing Fang Yu's words, Jiang Guyan thought of what happened last night and a blush appeared on her face.
Almost slipped again.
Jiang Guyan's eyes moved and met Fang Yu's.
This is really slippery.
Fang Yu didn't care about such collusion at all. He had already had rich experience before becoming an arcane mage.
Did Jiang Guyan backstab Liu Feifei? A habitual mistress?
So what? Does good character affect how happy you are?
He always shows his obsession with so-called "good girls" and his contempt for "bad women" and "green tea girls", which shows that he has not completely gotten rid of his enchantment of the opposite sex.
In essence, it is still a latent moral illusion about the opposite sex.
You're not looking for a wife, why should you care about other people's character?
Jiang Guyan really likes to pretend to be literary. To be more precise, she really "yearns" for literature and art in her heart.
Although she clearly cannot escape fame and fortune, she hopes that others will think that she is different from those "sluts" who only care about fame and fortune, and she really hopes to gain others' recognition of her "literary" label.
Therefore, Jiang Guyan is nothing more than a green tea and a bit pretentious. At most, he is a cultural worker who is uncultured but pretends to be cultured. His character may not be that bad.
If you really look at the camp, after all, they have done so much charity and have been teaching seriously for so many years. Although they only stay for a week every year, it is rare among celebrities.
Maybe their moral standards are better than 80% of people, and they are even on the good side.
Thinking of this, Fang Yu casually threw an identification spell to Jiang Guyan.
As expected... well, it's not the good camp, it's chaotic neutral with a tendency towards good.
That's not bad. In the entertainment industry, there are not many neutral people. Da Mimi is all evil.
Jiang Guyan's degree of closeness to kindness is similar to Liu Feifei's, basically on the borderline between chaotic neutrality and kindness.
Jiang Guyan’s charity work has failed a bit, otherwise how could he not even be in the good camp?
Huh? Wait!
As soon as Fang Yu finished speaking, he saw that Jiang Guyan's camp position changed instantly.
How come Jiang Guyan's camp suddenly jumped from chaotic neutral to chaotic good?
What's going on?
Fang Yu widened his eyes and couldn't help but look Jiang Guyan up and down.
Although the camp shift was small, if Jiang Guyan's position was not at the critical value, it might not have been noticed at all.
But it has indeed shifted towards kindness!
What's going on?
Wait, could it be...
I just agreed to build the playground, so Jiang Guyan's position has shifted?
Then why didn't your position shift?
I can't say that I did a good thing and then blame it on this woman, right?
How is this faction determined?
Jiang Guyan felt his whole body crawl under Fang Yu's gaze and twisted his body unnaturally.
"Mr. Fang, would you like some water first?"
Secretary Xiao Meng came back with a glass of water, looked at Fang Yu on the left and Jiang Guyan on the right, and said hesitantly.
"Oh, thank you."
Fang Yu took the glass and took a sip, but his eyes still did not leave Jiang Guyan.
Xiao Meng and Lan Guangcheng were dumbfounded and looked at each other.
Isn't Mr. Fang a bit too shameless? He just stares at the female celebrity like that?
"Hey! Mr. Fang, it's almost noon. Let's go back to the village to have some food and rest first?"
Lan Guangcheng was over fifty years old and couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he coughed.
"Okay, let's go back to the village and sign the agreement."
Fang Yu retracted his gaze and said casually.
Lan Guangcheng was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Thank you! Thank you! On behalf of Changdong Village, I would like to thank Mr. Fang for his great help!"
"Secretary Meng, ask Longda if the fragrant pig is ready. Mr. Fang, this fragrant pig is our specialty here, you must try it."
Fang Yu waved his hand and said a few polite words, but all the attention was on himself.
Even though they had agreed to build the road, there was no change in the camp's stance.
It seems that this is not the reason why we just agreed to build the playground.
Come to think of it, kindness should come from the heart, how can it be so utilitarian?
If doing charity means being kind, then the code makers would be saints!
But this doesn't make sense. If it's a judgment based on my heart, there's no way a good person like me, who is naturally kind, would ever change my stance and not change it.
Fang Yu rubbed his chin and pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the reason.
Since there are definitely out-of-school children here, why not try sponsoring a few of them yourself?
"Teacher Xiao Jiang, I'm really grateful to you for all these years. You'll be leaving this afternoon, so please give us a chance to say goodbye."
Lan Guangcheng smiled and said sincerely.
Faced with Lan Guangcheng's invitation, Jiang Guyan hesitated slightly, glanced at the team members who followed him, and then nodded generously.
Huo Ma Xiang is the only restaurant in the village. It is mainly used to entertain villagers and occasionally receives tourists.
Lan Guangcheng opened two tables, and there were five or six village officials, plus a few people from Fang Yu and Jiang Guyan's team, the small restaurant was packed.
The people of Zhishan are tough and have a generous drinking style. They are served three bowls of "gate-blocking wine" as soon as they enter the door.
Fang Yu didn't care, it didn't matter how much he drank. But Jiang Guyan drank three bowls and soon his face turned red, and it was obvious that he was sweating.
After three rounds of drinks, Fang Yu found out that Jiang Guyan had actually set up a one million yuan student aid fund in the Agricultural Bank of China in Zhishan County three years ago, and the annual interest was specifically used to support out-of-school children.
Moreover, Da Zhou itself now has policies that provide subsidies for poor children. No matter how poor they are, as long as they want to go to school, they can go.
Of those who drop out of school, 80% are because their families think that going to school is useless and will cause loss of labor force, so they would never let them go.
According to Jiang Guyan, she has sponsored more than a dozen students in the past few years, and 80% of their parents stopped their children from attending school within a month of receiving the money.
Jiang Guyan, who was drunk, became more and more angry as he spoke. Xiao Meng was also a little indignant. Lan Guangcheng and other local officials could not help but look embarrassed.
"I offer this bowl to Teacher Xiao Jiang."
Lan Guangcheng laughed heartily and raised his bowl. "There's a saying, 'help in emergencies, not in poverty.' Actually, awareness has improved a lot in the village in recent years. Villagers who don't let their children go to school are looked down upon."
"Everything has a process, and we have to thank Teacher Xiao Jiang for that. Teacher Xiao Jiang is a big star. Every time she comes, our children gain a lot of knowledge in music, art, sports, and of course, radio stations and photography. With a wider range of knowledge, our awareness has also increased."
"I offer a bowl to Teacher Xiao Jiang!"
After hearing what Lan Guangcheng said, Jiang Guyan couldn't help but feel very happy.
Fang Yu almost spit out the wine he had just drunk.
No wonder you haven’t even joined the good camp after all these years of providing financial aid!
Look at this thing you taught.
Forget about music, art, and sports, what about radio stations and photography?
Most of these children are left-behind children and have never even seen a camera before. How do you teach them photography?
Is it useful for them?
What they need is to complete nine years of compulsory education! It is to improve the level of basic education while giving all children who want to study a chance to get out of the mountains!
Why the hell are you teaching them radio and photography? Is there any use for that other than showing off your superiority?
It is indeed the self-touching feeling of a female intellectual.
The student aid fund is a real thing, but it sounds like it hasn’t really helped many children in the past few years, and instead people have been defrauded of tens of thousands of dollars.
So I've been busy for seven or eight years, and it's all for nothing?
Your situation is a bit similar to that of the "hypocritical wizard" Moliere whom I saw during the fall of the Tethyr Empire.
Moliere was a court wizard during the Tethyr Empire. He believed that he had done good things all his life and that all the people of the Tethyr Empire would revere him, so he called himself the "Supreme Wizard."
Because of his status, everyone would sing his praises in front of him.
One day, Moliere suddenly had the urge to dress up as a mortal to show off and experience the scene of mortals crying and getting excited after discovering that he was the "Master of Goodness".
On the first day, he walked into a tavern full of confidence.
As a result, before he even finished his glass of beer, he was so angry that his magic power went out of control because of the people who pointed at his photo and laughed at him loudly, calling him a "hypocritical wizard", "stupid Moliere", "a fool who mastered magic", and "the best Moliere is the Moliere who doesn't use his brain".
The result was that half of the city was eroded by his magic and turned into a historical shadow.
And of course, he himself was wanted by the Court Mage Corps, completely corrupted, and took refuge in the Shadow Plane.
It is said that not long after arriving in the shadow plane, he was killed by the "Lord of Shadow".
I don’t know if the Lord of Shadows can’t stand his “uselessness”.
In fact, he hadn't made any big mistakes before, it's just that everything he did was of little use.
It can be called a handicraft from another world.
It's not quite accurate to say hypocritical. Thari in the common language doesn't exactly mean kindness, but...
Thinking of this, a flash of lightning suddenly struck Fang Yu's mind.
etc!
Useless?
Thari?
I see……
I see!
The answer is literally there!
(End of this chapter)
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