Chapter 172 Bid 4

The stage is still a little chaotic, but the voice is not loud, similar to when the school leader spoke just now.

Su Yifan took the microphone and continued to glance at the stage. He said with some embarrassment, "Although I may not be as beautiful as Xiaoyi, I won't say anything beautiful... But I want to say a few words for my classmates who are busy collecting public welfare donations today and announce something at the same time."

Someone laughed out of the stage, although Su Yifan's words were actually not funny. However, the three words "beautiful words" still hit the jokes of many students, and their school life is deeply poisoned by all kinds of beautiful words.

"I'm Su Yifan, the team leader of Class 3. After everyone started donating things, people have been asking me what I donated. I said it would be confidential, and I won't tell you until today."

"Before that, I was also very confused. How should charity be defined?

"Is it that people who donate more have more confidence to speak, or is it the same to donate more and less, or should everyone have an unexcessed amount?"

"I don't know. Anyway, there is a minimum amount for every school donation, and everyone donates like that."

This time, more people laughed out loud. Who hasn't been "donated"? Not only in the school, but also in the whole society.

Su Yifan caught Yang Bingbing in her eyes, and she stood in the booth of Class 3 and was looking at herself.

"Then I figured out something." Su Yifan is not afraid at all now and said calmly, "Charity is a goodwill to others. There is only one condition for determining the weight of charity, that is, our own mood. If you really want to do this, it is the best charity.

"Don't be affected by external forces or be influenced by anything. Don't look at other people's eyes and don't compare with others... I think charity should be very simple, just like we wanted to do a good thing when we were young."

Su Yifan's behavior has shocked many teachers below. The vice principal present today has not figured out what was going on and asked the teachers around him in a low voice, "Is this also done by those students of the Student Union?"

The teacher who was asked had the intention to answer no, but he felt that he couldn't say it. He opened his mouth awkwardly and could only smile bitterly and vaguely, and did not dare to answer directly.

A teacher recognized the student who scolded Wang Qin at the school gate that day. He pointed down and said to the teacher next to him, "The one who fought at the school gate."

It was not only the teachers and students who reacted, but also the keen reporters who realized that something strange things seemed to have happened, and the TV station's cameras were aimed at Su Yifan.

Su Yifan didn't look at the camera at all. At this moment, he had a desire to express loudly in his heart.

As Su Xiaoqing said, life is like a draft. If you don't come out and sing a song, who cares about what you are thinking?

Li Peiran, who was busy at the booth, looked at Su Yifan on the stage in the distance in surprise. He didn't understand why Su Yifan had the courage to rush up at this time. He doesn't understand Su Yifan's experience. Although he lives the same campus life every day, he has no idea what kind of spiritual changes Su Yifan has experienced.

At this moment, Li Peiran only felt that Su Yifan might be crazy. This boy wanted to be famous, and he would definitely be seriously dealt with by the school.

Su Yifan stood on the stage, facing countless eyes, with doubts, disdain, anger, puzzlement and curiosity. His mood slowly stabilized, and he felt that all this was really not a big deal.

Then Su Yifan slowly opened his mouth and continued, "This is the charity I understand, so I decided to do what I can do."

"In the past month, I tried to find some people to make a mobile game together and successfully found a suitable helper. In foreign forums, our project has gained a little fame, and many people are talking about it. So I took this opportunity to go to KS, a fund-raising website that has just been launched abroad, and made a donation for those out-of- school brothers and sisters.

When Su Yifan said this, Li Peiran was dumbfounded. He didn't know what kind of website KS was, and didn't even understand why a Chinese charity could raise funds abroad.

"The fundraising on the KS website is not just fundraising, and the collectors have to pay a certain price."

Su Yifan's words finally attracted a certain degree of attention, and those eyes were still different, but at least the noise below disappeared.

The scene was gradually controlled, and Su Yifan became more and more confident and his voice became louder and louder.

"So the reason for raising funds this time is to make the game, and after the collection is completed, I will give all the participants the digital version of the game download rights. Don't worry, the reason for the recruitment seen on foreign websites is definitely not because there are many children in our country who can't afford to go to school.

This was proposed by Cheng Shuixin. Knowing that some taboo Cheng Shuixin in China knew this plan, she persuaded him to modify the reason for the collection.

The fundraising for students is mostly carried out internally, and it is better not to say it externally. This is about the face of many people, and if you say it, it may cause a lot of trouble.

When Su Yifan said this, many tense teachers below suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that this student still understands things and doesn't make trouble.

Su Yifan talked on the stage, and Xiaoyi could only stand beside him awkwardly as his foil, and for a moment, she also looked very golden.

Zhai Yufei on the side of the stage looked at Su Yifan with a calm face, and his face finally changed slightly.

Although he felt that he had never underestimated Su Yifan, Zhai Yufei still felt that the teenager who was speaking now was more terrible than he thought.

"Although the whole process was full of unpredictable unknowns and many twists and turns after the beginning, we tried after all." Su Yifan has completely relaxed and said with the microphone, "Finally, I got a number, which is my donation today. Now I can let the host Xiaoyi read it to everyone. This is my little intention for charity.

As Su Yifan took the phone in his hand to Xiaoyi, the green number on it also came into Xiaoyi's eyes.

Li Peiran, who stood stupidly in front of the stall and listened to Su Yifan's speech, suddenly woke up and rushed to Su Yifan's computer and looked at the open web page.

At this moment, Li Peiran felt that his heart was like being punched.

At the same time, Xiaoyi on the stage took over Su Yifan's microphone again and looked at the number on the phone for a few seconds.

"Let's read it." Su Yifan didn't care about the eyes below at all. "Please speak louder."

I have to say that Su Yifan's words are a little bit of a bastard. Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously checked the numbers in her heart, and read to the microphone: "192,368..."

The crowd under it didn't wait to react, and Xiaoyi spit out two words.

"...US dollar!"

Finally, the monetary unit attributive fell into the oil well like a flame, instantly lighting the whole venue.

$190,000!

There was an exclamation at the scene!

The magic of money hit all those who heard this number in an instant.

This huge sum of money is no longer something that many people can understand.

You should know that even after the catastrophe last year, the donations of some so-called large enterprises are only 500,000 yuan.

Taking out a valuable thing and selling it for 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, and a one-time donation of more than 1 million yuan is a completely different concept.

The former may show off its wealth, but the latter is as powerful as that of some well-known enterprises.

After Xiaoyi said this number, she seemed to have lost all her strength, and then looked at Su Yifan with different eyes.

Su Yifan calmly withdrew his mobile phone and strode down.

At this moment, the power of money was shown again. No one stopped Su Yifan from coming down, and no one said anything to him. There are only countless eyes, and those eyes are focused on Su Yifan.

Su Yifan didn't look at these people and quickly walked through the crowd.

The crowd automatically separated for him and gave way.

Standing behind, Xiaoyi looked at the boy's back, and there was an impulse in her heart. She asked loudly to Su Yifan's back, "Is this true?"

Su Yifan didn't look back, just waved his hand.

The onlookers below the venue were still not relieved from the shock. They were blown into pieces by Su Yifan's move, and the fragments began to discuss endlessly.

The scene was uncontrollable. The camera of the TV station turned around and followed Su Yifan. A beautiful long-haired female reporter grabbed the recording pen and microphone and chased Su Yifan.

The female reporter wears a standard professional suit, with slender calves and her upper body peaks folded, which looks more like a uniform** movie. He quickly caught up with Su Yifan and followed his footsteps and raised the microphone: "Classmate, I want to..."

For such a beautiful big sister, Su Yifan really doesn't mind chatting with her, but it's definitely not now.

"Sorry, I don't want to be interviewed."

The female reporter was stunned: "Classmate, what did you say?"

"I don't want to be interviewed." Su Yifan repeated, "If you put my news on the TV station, I will cancel this donation."

The female reporter also saw a student talking so hard for the first time. In addition to her anger, she was more puzzled: "Why?"

"Charity is charity, which has nothing to do with news gimmicks." Su Yifan stopped and explained seriously, "It's my business that I'm willing to donate, and it's also my business that I don't want to be interviewed."

The female reporter is not so easy to give up: "But you have said you want to donate this money, and you can't regret it..."

Su Yifan looked at this beautiful female reporter with a deeper look than an adult and replied, "I raised money in the name of my own project. How to use it is my own freedom. If I can't even satisfy my personal wishes, why should I satisfy others?

The female reporter is still unrelenting: "But you should know that this is good for your school and class, and can also drive the enthusiasm of others."

Su Yifan stared at the female reporter and asked, "Oh, is charity to get benefits? In addition, the comparison number itself is a blow to other people's philanthropic enthusiasm.

"That's an honor." The female reporter found that the high school student's eyes remained unchanged, and her anger almost turned into surprise.

Su Yifan pointed to his chest and the portable microphone in the hand of the female reporter.

"The honor is here, not there."

Yang Bingbing stood not far away and watched this scene proudly.

This is her friend, this is the person she is proud of.

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Second update.

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