Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 45 What a magical scene!
"Phew...I'm so tired."

Li Tong slumped down in his seat, fanning himself with his hat with his left hand, and picked up a bottle of iced happy water with his right hand and started drinking it.

"Burp - I feel better."

Working part-time in the hot summer is hard enough, and Nanjing is a well-known hot city in China...

Even though her job content is just to distribute flyers of educational institutions on the streets and help clean the classroom, the workload is not that great.

But combined with the scorching heat, she still felt a little exhausted.

The small lounge was almost full of people of her age who had come out to work during the summer vacation. They were all slumped over and wailing.

A few minutes later, the group-purchased lunch boxes arrived and everyone immediately began to wolf them down around the table.

Eating while checking the phone is a daily activity of modern people who are addicted to their phones.

"Hey." A young man suddenly laughed, "Zhejiang TV finally decided to go to Siyuan Village to report on the disaster."

Um?
Becoming alert, Li Tong immediately leaned over to look.

As a die-hard fan, she must know that Xu Lingyue went to Siyuan Village in person.

So now when she hears the name Siyuan Village, she will unconsciously pay special attention to it.

The other kids nearby also started to gather around to watch, and started talking about it.

"Ever since Xu Lingyue showed up, the disaster in Siyuan Village has become a hot topic. How dare the provincial TV station turn a deaf ear to it?"

"I heard that the Zhejiang TV station's complaint hotline was nearly overwhelmed with calls yesterday, and the news production team was almost shut down by the criticism."

"It's what they deserve! Who told them to be so dishonest? They even differentiated people based on their disaster reports. They deserve it!"

"Xu Lingyue's meritorious deeds are immeasurable. I think everyone in Siyuan Village should kowtow to her."

"Hey, move aside, I can't see..."

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, aren't you feeling hot?" Li Tong said loudly, "Isn't there a big screen on the wall? Let's just project it and watch together!"

"Yes, yes, hurry up."

Soon, the live news footage was projected onto the big screen.

The news source comes from the Blueberry TV APP, and the TV station and the Internet source broadcast live simultaneously.

The host on the show was still the female reporter who interviewed Xu Lingyue last time. Her name was marked at the bottom of the screen - Jiang Jing.

"...I have now entered Siyuan Village. As you can see, the situation on the scene is very bad..."

The camera gave a long shot, which was almost a mess.

Some houses were flooded, some collapsed, and some were reduced to bare adobe walls, with no one knowing where their roofs had gone.

All kinds of messy furniture and some dead poultry can be seen everywhere on the roadside.

"...You can see now that the villagers have spontaneously organized themselves to investigate the dangerous situation..."

"...According to the information we have received so far, most villagers have been temporarily relocated to the village service center, the village auditorium, and Siyuan Village Hope Primary School. Because the mobilization and relocation work was done well, there were no casualties..."

"…The relief supplies delivered to Siyuan Village have been properly placed and distributed. The basic living needs of the villagers have been effectively guaranteed at this stage…"

"... Next we will go to a few resettlement sites to check the situation on site... Ouch... It's okay, it's just that I stepped on a pit..."

Seeing the broken picture in the camera, everyone in the room couldn't help but frown.

The barrage area of ​​the live broadcast screen also started to become lively.

[This is too tragic. I can’t bear to watch it.]

[If it weren’t for Teacher Zhou and Xu Lingyue breaking this window paper, few people would have known about it.]

[The "cutest person" has arrived, so there shouldn't be any big problems]

[We still have to rely on them at critical moments]

[What were you doing so far? My blood pressure is rising! ]

[Fortunately, there are several solid houses as resettlement sites, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable...]

The live broadcast team first came to the auditorium, where the strong men in the village were working hard to clean up the stagnant water and unidentified floating objects, spreading lime as they cleaned.

Flood and epidemic are twin brothers, and accidents can easily happen if you are not careful.

Zooming in the camera, you can see that there are more than a dozen tents neatly set up in the lobby for sleeping and resting.

In the corner of the lobby, there are stoves and pots for camping, as well as a small mountain of emergency supplies.

At first glance, there are instant noodles, mineral water, eight-treasure porridge, biscuits, bread... everything.

Several women were busy running back and forth, some were helping with cleaning and disinfection, and some were preparing for the next meal. The overall situation was in order.

At this time, the old village chief Yang Tiezhu suddenly came in carrying a box of supplies. Reporter Jiang quickly caught up with him and said, "Hello, can I bother you for a few minutes..."

"How can I have time?" Yang Tiezhu turned around and licked his dry lips. "Everyone is busy. If you want to interview someone else, go find someone else."

The female reporter was stunned. Could it be that the provincial station logo on the microphone was not conspicuous enough?
[Hahahaha, the reporter is stupid]

[Can't you see that they are so busy that their mouths are about to smoke? They are just adding to the chaos! ]

[The old village chief is still angry. Going up to interview at this time is a bit serious][Do you really think that reporters from the provincial TV station are so great? ]

【Deserved it! 】

The female reporter said a few words to smooth things over with an embarrassed look on her face, and then continued on to her next destination - Siyuan Village Hope Primary School.

The school playground has basically been cleaned up, and a group of villagers are doing disinfection inside.

The seemingly shabby teaching building withstood the test of the typhoon. Except for a few windows that were broken, the rest was almost unscathed.

The stove has been turned on in the kitchen on the first floor. The smoke is rising and falling in this messy environment, which looks particularly healing.

As I reached the center of the playground, an unexpected sound floated into the pickup microphone.

【What’s going on? Someone is singing?】

[It seems to be a chorus? ]

[No way, you still have the mood to sing in this situation? 】

[Hurry up and go see what's going on. Is this reporter an idiot? ]

[Still talking nonsense, still talking nonsense, hurry up! ]

In the live broadcast, reporter Jiang looked around with the camera and finally went upstairs in the direction where the singing came from.

When we reached the second floor, the singing had gradually become clearer, and it seemed that someone was playing the organ accompaniment.

When she came to the large classroom on the second floor with the live camera, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Hundreds of ragged children were crowded into a room, some sitting and some standing, it was packed.

At this moment when their homes were struck by disaster, there was no panic or anxiety on their faces. Instead, there was a glimmer of hope in their big, innocent eyes.

On the east side of the classroom, Xu Lingyue, with her sportswear trouser legs rolled up, looked like a peasant woman who had just returned from working in the fields, without any idol baggage at all.

She sat beside the mottled old organ, playing and leading the singing.

"…Sunshine always comes after the storm

there is a clear sky over the clouds
Cherish all the emotions
Every hope is in your hands..."

The ethereal and healing singing voice entered the live broadcast screen, and various question marks floated all over the screen.

In the lounge, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What song is this?"

"do not know."

"Have not heard."

Someone immediately took out their phone and started shaking it to identify the song - sorry, it couldn't be identified.

Li Tong's eyes lit up, "Could it be... her new work?!"

Who said that our Yueyue can’t write songs anymore?

Isn’t it coming!

"…Sunshine always comes after the storm

Please believe in the rainbow
Accept all the ups and downs

I will always be by your side..."

"…The sweetness and bitterness of life
willing to share everything with you

Inevitably have fallen and waited

Hold your head high and be brave..."

The children were obviously not familiar with the song and their singing was sporadic and uneven.

But this scene and this song inexplicably make people want to cry.

Reporter Jiang stood at the door for a long time, and when he turned around and entered the camera, his eyes were already a little red.

In the live broadcast, the barrage of comments had already exploded.

[Ahhh!!! This picture and this song are so healing!!!]

[What a magical scene! ]

[I declare that I will be a die-hard fan of Xu Lingyue for my entire life! ]

【Mom, come out and see the angel! 】

【Wife, my wife! 】

[What song is this? Put it on the shelves quickly, I want to buy it! ]

Let me explain, everyone should know who is the main force of disaster relief, PLA is always the god! ... There is no other way but to castrate it like this, please understand.

Then thank you for the reward from "Yuanqiyuanmieyuanziyuan". The boss has appeared on TV quite frequently recently.

MUA~
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