The reporters were indeed very excited and shoved their microphones at Li Lechen.
"Young man, when did you find out you won the lottery?" "Did you plan to donate the prize money after winning?" "Did you hesitate when you donated it?" "Do your parents know about your decision?" "Three million is not a small amount. What were you thinking at the time?"
With too many questions and microphones crowding in front of him, Li Lechen was completely at a loss for what to do.
"Reporters, reporters," Cao Wenming said, trying to smooth things over. "I can answer many of your questions. I hope you can all agree to ask only one or two questions each, so as not to take up too much of Li Lechen's time."
That makes sense to everyone, since they are high school seniors and are currently in a comprehensive laboratory.
As expected, top students are always making the most of every minute.
So the reporters discussed it for a while, and finally one of them asked, "Li Lechen, what were you thinking when you decided to donate your three million yuan prize money?"
After a brief silence, Li Lechen knew he couldn't escape facing the public and media, so he could only answer earnestly: "I just bought a lottery ticket casually, intending to support welfare causes, and I never expected to win such a big prize. I feel that this kind of windfall should be used for public welfare. Moreover, a classmate of mine has acute leukemia, and her daily hospitalization fee is 10,000 yuan. I hope this money can help her."
Upon hearing this, the reporters nodded in approval.
This truly embodies the spirit of **, with boundless love.
Zhou Mi rolled her eyes, feeling that Li Lechen's actions were a bit dubious. He could have simply collected the three million-plus yuan prize money himself, donated thirty to fifty thousand yuan, given the rest to his parents, or even saved it as his own private money, which might serve as seed capital when he started a business.
Donating three million to a lottery ticket might be a show of bragging rights, but that's just a passing fad. Three million, however, isn't something you can earn overnight.
Anyway, Zhou Mi felt very sorry for him.
If Li Lechen had known he would get so much attention, he wouldn't have donated the lottery ticket. His real thought was: going to the provincial capital to claim a three million yuan lottery prize is just too much trouble. Winning is a piece of cake anyway, and smaller prizes are obviously much easier to obtain. Since it's so much trouble, he might as well just donate it.
"Do your parents know you donated this money?" a reporter immediately asked.
In fact, this is a question that not only reporters want to know, but also Zhou Mi herself.
Zhou Mi's thinking was simple: she was afraid of being scolded by her parents if she kept it a secret. But the reporters, having seen all sorts of news, thought much more deeply.
As a student who is not yet financially independent and is under 18 years old and lacks full civil capacity, it is not unreasonable for a legal guardian to object to such a large donation.
Li Lechen hadn't thought of this yet; in fact, he didn't know such a thing existed. But he knew that this kind of question couldn't be answered casually, so he looked to Cao Wenming for help.
He was supposed to answer most of the questions, and he's very busy with high school life.
Cao Wenming also felt a chill run down his spine after the reporter asked him this question.
Upon receiving the news, the person immediately wanted to claim credit and hastily called in reporters. However, upon reflection, there were indeed some legal issues that needed to be clarified, and it was even uncertain whether the donation was valid or not.
Could it be that the parents really don't know?
Then he met Li Lechen's pleading eyes and received an affirmative answer from them.
I really don't know.
This is bad.
"This isn't really an important question," Cao Wenming replied, forcing a smile. "What we need to focus on is Li Lechen's kindness, which proves that the quality education at No. 2 Middle School is very successful."
Many reporters were speechless.
Helpless, Li Lechen could only speak up himself: "Dear reporters, I was completely unprepared for your sudden interview. I don't want this to affect my life, and it wasn't my original intention for donating. What I donated is just a two-yuan lottery ticket to me, and I believe my parents would too. Furthermore, I hope you will try to avoid reporting on this matter in my name. If you must report on it, I request that my name be kept anonymous. You could actually report on the charity event organized by our school; many kind-hearted students participated and contributed a lot. Or you could report on the classmate in our class who has leukemia; she is the one who truly needs attention."
His words were spoken sincerely, and for a moment everyone seemed to understand.
Cao Wenming was the first to react and quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, our No. 2 Middle School has a regular charity assistance mechanism. We often hold events like today's. We also make sure the money is used where it's most needed."
After saying that, Cao Wenming winked at Li Lechen, who quickly retreated, while Cao Wenming took charge of cleaning up the mess.
Afterwards, the reporter did shift the focus from simply donating more than three million yuan to the entire charity and relief mechanism of No. 2 Middle School and Gu Xiaoman's illness.
Before this, Cao Wenming had done a lot of research. He went to the hospital to learn about Gu Xiaoman's condition, the costs of subsequent treatment, and even sent her a cash donation of 10,000 yuan on behalf of the school. So now he talks about Gu Xiaoman in great detail.
Cao Wenming, having worked in ideological and political education for over a decade, not only successfully promoted the moral education work at No. 2 Middle School after explaining the principles, but also shifted the reporters' attention to Gu Xiaoman.
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