Chapter 632 Do you want to check the classroom surveillance?
It was Liang Jingfeng and Finkel, and behind them was Liu Wangchun.
Liang Jingfeng was carrying a big paper bag, and Liu Wangchun was also carrying a paper bag, but her paper bag was smaller than Liang Jingfeng's, and she looked like a thief, as if she was here to steal money.
They were stunned as soon as they entered the room. They were obviously surprised that there were people in the classroom. However, when they saw that it was Lu Yuanqiu and the other two, they smiled knowingly.
"You came so early, did you also bring a big one?" Liang Jingfeng asked curiously.
Lu Yuanqiu and Zheng Yifeng shook their heads blankly. Only Bai Qingxia answered hesitantly, "...I donated 30,000 yuan."
Liu Wangchun opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Xia Xia, it's not easy for you to save money, why did you donate so much? Just leave this matter to us."
Liang Jingfeng nodded: "Yes, we are not short of money."
Bai Qingxia smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, I can still earn it..." After she said that, she seemed to suddenly remember some past memories, and her eyes were dazed for a moment.
"I really don't want my friend to be unable to cure leukemia because of lack of money..."
Liu Wangchun's heart ached and she hurried over. She put the heavy bag aside and hugged Bai Qingxia with open arms.
Bai Qingxia raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and gave Liu Wangchun a strong smile.
Lu Yuanqiu also raised his hand and stroked Bai Qingxia's head with heartache. The moment Bai Qingxia looked at Lu Yuanqiu, she suddenly couldn't stop crying. She was very strong most of the time, but she would instinctively show her vulnerable side in front of someone. There is always someone in the world who you don't need to pretend in front of when you are sad.
Lu Yuanqiu knew that Bai Qingxia must be thinking of her mother.
It would be hard for anyone to accept that a woman who was once so glamorous and beautiful could not treat her illness because she had no money.
Liu Wangchun patted Bai Qingxia on the back and comforted her softly, "So even though I'm not very familiar with you, as long as I know about this, I will definitely do my part. Don't be sad, Xia Xia. If you're sad, I'll be sad too."
Liang Jingfeng also nodded and raised the paper bag in his hand: "Don't worry, the money we have added up is almost enough."
Lu Yuanqiu was really curious, so he walked over and took a look inside Liang Jingfeng's big paper bag, then looked up with a dull expression: "Do you need such a big bag for the 20,000 yuan you have?"
The guy's paper bag was so big that it looked like it could hold a million dollars, but when Lu Yuanqiu looked inside, he saw only two stacks of money.
"Twenty thousand yuan is not a big sum, right? It's equivalent to an ordinary person's half-year salary. I don't even dare to come when there are many people." Liang Jingfeng explained with his neck stiff.
That's true, Lu Yuanqiu nodded in agreement. Being able to make Young Master Liang bleed 20,000 yuan already showed his true feelings.
Liang Jingfeng took out the two stacks of money, shook them, and sighed: "Uncle is one of us. When a friend is in trouble, I, Liang Jingfeng, will not stand idly by."
He walked to the donation box and stuffed twenty thousand dollars into it.
Finkel also followed suit and donated two thousand yuan. This was all the money in his small treasury, which he had originally intended to use to purchase games.
Lu Yuanqiu had just seen that Liu Wangchun's bag was filled with red banknotes. He asked Liu Wangchun, "How much did you bring?"
"800,000."
Her voice was not loud, but the other four people in the classroom heard it and turned to look at her.
Zheng Yifeng raised his eyes slightly.
"Uh..." Lu Yuanqiu raised his hand to cover his mouth and leaned against the wall next to him, not intending to speak.
With a doting father who dotes on his daughter, Lu Yuanqiu felt that even if Liu Wangchun wanted the stars in the sky, Liu Chengye would agree.
Liu Wangchun walked to the donation box and stuffed the bag of money eighty times before it was empty. She turned around and said to the others, "As long as it's something that requires money, it's not a problem."
The first class is over.
Bucktooth Qiang and Ding Wanjun walked into the classroom.
"I told the school leaders to get a few more donation boxes and put them at the entrance of the cafeteria. I want to see how this box is made."
Just as Qiang, the bucktoothed man, picked up the donation box in the classroom, his arms suddenly felt heavy and he almost fell forward.
Lu Yuanqiu, Bai Qingxia and others were sitting at their desks, glancing over there silently.
"Is this... a prank by someone?! What was stuffed in there?" Bucktooth Qiang raised his head and asked seriously.
He could imagine that everyone was very enthusiastic about donating and the box would have a certain weight, but the obvious weight in his arms was like a pile of bricks in the box, at least twenty kilograms. No matter what, he would not believe that this was the weight of money.
When no one answered, he moved the carton back to the table and prepared to open it to see what was going on.
As a result, during the moving process, the tape under the box suddenly loosened, and stacks of red banknotes fell out of the box like a waterfall, covering the ground. Bucktooth Qiang was so scared that he jumped back a step, hugged the cardboard box, raised his head, and his eyes were as big as bells.
The whole classroom was silent. The Taoist priest had no idea what had happened in the morning and was looking at the ground with his eyes wide open.
Zhong Jincheng stared at the red ground and swallowed.
Bucktooth Qiang and Ding Wanjun looked at each other, then at the students in the classroom, their eyes flashing with disbelief: "What...what's going on?!"
Seeing that no one responded, Bucktooth Qiang smacked his lips, quickly squatted on the ground, and said to Ding Wanjun anxiously: "Count, count, see how many there are!"
The two men squatted down and began to count the money. Almost everyone in the classroom gathered around to watch curiously, but no one dared to get close. This was an amount of cash that most of them had never seen in their lives.
Lu Yuanqiu turned around and saw Liang Jingfeng sitting in his seat with his chin held high, like a big boss behind the scenes.
"1083555."
Bucktooth Qiang and Ding Wanjun did the statistics and reported the number together.
Ding Wanjun suddenly looked up: "Do you want to check the classroom surveillance?"
Just as Qiang was hesitantly nodding, Liang Jingfeng suddenly shouted, "Teacher, since the people who donated the money don't want others to know, why do you still want to expose us...bah, expose them?"
Everyone looked at Liang Jingfeng in unison.
It’s over, I almost let the cat out of the bag and exposed myself... Liang Jingfeng covered his mouth slightly and put his other trembling hand under the table.
He frowned and said seriously, "Since the medical expenses are enough, use them quickly. It doesn't matter who donated it. Saving lives is the most important thing now!"
"Yes!" Bucktooth Qiang nodded quickly.
"All donations here will be used for Zhang Wenjun's treatment. Please supervise together!"
Hearing this, Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia turned their heads and looked at each other, with a faint smile on their faces.
Lu Yuanqiu suddenly thought of some superheroes who all wore masks when doing good deeds. When he was a child, Lu Yuanqiu was very surprised that their identities were always unknown, and how they had the motivation to keep doing it.
Looking at Liang Jingfeng today, it seems that everything makes sense.
Liang Shao, who loves to pretend, is making the purest effort to save people from danger this time, not to mention those who are acting as "superheroes" themselves.
(End of this chapter)
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