Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 300 is about to begin

He pointed at Qin Yue, who stared at him depressedly, and then sighed speechlessly after a long while.

"Okay, if you offend someone, you'll be offended. Anyway, even if you don't offend, President Liang will always find something to do. I know he is this kind of person, so I specially arranged you and him in the same place." One piece, I want you to get familiar with it earlier, so as to avoid unpleasant things happening at the venue, I didn't expect..."

Then Qin Yue explained to Ling Yun.

It turns out that President Liang has a high position, but his character is not very good. First, he has a bad temper; second, he is narrow-minded; third, he likes comparisons; They can't count, even Zhan Ping, the former vice president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association, left the Painting and Calligraphy Association by himself, and openly scolded President Liang as a bastard on the Internet...

It can be seen that the popularity of reading is humiliating, which shows that it is average.

This time Qinyue organized this art exchange, which was actually a celebration party for Ling Yun. He didn't plan to invite Chairman Liang, but you couldn't help but invite Ying to come over for "inspection and study".

In order to worry about what would happen to Chairman Liang, Qin Yue specially arranged for Ling Yun to live in the same room with him last night, just to facilitate the two of them to get acquainted in advance.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, and what should happen still happened. Chairman Liang misunderstood that Mrs. Ma was greedy for food money and refused to buy meat. On the other hand, not only did the two not know each other well, but they formed a bond instead.

"It's okay, he's just the chairman, and I don't expect him to pay me a salary. After this incident is over, who knows he's a fool?"

Ling Yun waved his hand to help set up the overturned table, and then cleaned up the broken bowls and chopsticks on the floor. Seeing the old lady trying to leave with the steamed buns, she quickly asked the other party with a smile.

"Old lady, I'm still a little hungry, can I eat these steamed buns?"

"It's... it's all dirty."

The old lady had put all the steamed buns on a plate, but seeing Ling Yun's insistence, she could only hand them to him awkwardly. After taking the steamed buns, Ling Yun smiled and took a bite, then yelled into the room.

"Little boy! Come out and eat steamed buns!"

Hearing the yelling, the little boy in the room ran out quickly with an empty plate, and when he saw the white-faced steamed buns, his eyes widened with excitement.

"Child!"

The old lady wanted to stop, but was stopped by Ling Yun, who waved his hand with a smile.

"It's okay, there are 3 of them, and I can't finish them all by myself."

As he said that, he stuffed a steamed bun for the little boy, who took a bite and kept yelling.

"It's better than vegetable steamed buns. Grandma lied, and grandma said white flour steamed buns are not good..."

Seeing this scene, Ling Yun sighed and turned to Qin Yue.

"Look, they saved white flour steamed buns for us to eat, and would rather let their granddaughters eat wild vegetable steamed buns. Why do we have the face to pick and choose? Just now I beat this dog lightly, so I came here to get a good name The day is to help the poor, but he beat and scolded the old man and yelled to eat meat? Is he still an artist like this? I'm pissed!!!"

……

When he came down, he ate and chatted with Mrs. Ma. Only then did he realize that this village is a famous poor village. There are 38 households in the village. Potatoes and other crops with good drought resistance can be planted.

And because the arable area of ​​each family is not large, like the little boy's family, counting his parents, it is only 3 mu of land.

So these years, the economic income of the people in the village is too low, and many people barely survive on government relief funds.

"Then... where are Xiaotong's parents? Are they working outside?"

Ling Yun asked, but after hearing this, Mrs. Ma sighed deeply, and then her eyes turned red again.

"Poor little Tongyou, her parents went out to work when she was one year old, and an accident occurred after only half a year there. Her father fell to his death while working at a construction site, and her mother came back with the compensation and stayed for a while. Yue left, this cruel woman, when she left, not only took away the compensation, but also took away the valuables at home, leaving Xiaotong and me to depend on each other, I am 75 this year, and I don’t know how to live A few days, if I die, what will my granddaughter Xiaotong do..."

The more the old lady talked, the more sad she became, and Ling Yun and Qin Yue felt uncomfortable when they heard it.

……

After lunch, there were still 4 hours before the evening ceremony. Ling Yun asked Qin Yue for a car, and then called fat Zhang Bin. Before leaving, he suddenly remembered Xiao Tong, so he turned back and brought Xiao Tong into the car.

"Go, go to the nearest county town to buy something!"

With a wave of his hand, the fat man nodded and turned on the ignition, and drove off.

This village is in the mountains. People in the village usually go to a town 20 miles away to buy things, but the road in the middle is not easy to walk. If you want to take the main road, it is actually more cost-effective to go to the county, but the county is too far away, it is 100 miles away. There is no way for the old lady to move for many miles, but Lingyun and the others have a car.

"Little Tong, I will take you to the county later, think about it quickly, and I will buy you what you want to eat."

"I want to eat instant noodles."

"Instant noodles? Why?"

"In the past, some kind-hearted brothers and sisters came to our village. I saw them eat it, and it was delicious..."

"Okay, then I'll buy you instant noodles, what else do you want to eat?"

The little boy pouted and shook his head.

For the little girl, the most extravagant thing she has ever seen since she was born is instant noodles. Apart from instant noodles, she may only have eaten steamed buns and sweet potatoes.

When he arrived at the county seat, Ling Yun took Xiao Tong to take a bath first, then went to the barber shop for a haircut, went to the clothing store to buy several clothes for her directly, and then went to the cake shop, butcher shop, supermarket, toy shop and so on.

When I finally went back, the commercial vehicle was full of things, and there was only room for people to sit.

On this day, Xiaotong saw things she had never seen before, such as potato chips, bread, hamburgers, skirts, schoolbags, pink leather shoes with flowers, and even ate steak and drank juice.

She smiled happily all day long, as if seeing another new world.

The car drove back to the village, and it was already 5:50. As soon as we arrived at the village, hundreds of invited reporters rushed towards Ling Yun with long guns and short cannons.

"Mr. Ling, what do you think about winning the first Seven-Star Award in China?"

"I feel like I deserve it."

"Mr. Ling, can you tell us about your award-winning process and feelings?"

"Proud, proud."

"Then can you talk about your performance at the music carnival?"

"I can actually do better."

"Mr. Ling, I think you are bragging about B."

"Really? Thanks."

……

Surrounded by the crowd, Ling Yun arrived at the main venue. The main venue was built in a large wasteland. There was a long red carpet in front of the red stage, and hundreds of seats were densely arranged under the stage. In addition, there was a huge picture hanging on the stage At the moment, the LED display screen is showing Lingyun's wonderful performance clips in foreign venues.

Surrounding the venue were men, women and children from the village. It was the first time they had seen such a scene, and it was rare for them to point fingers.

Just when Ling Yun was about to take a seat in front, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"Lingyun!"

He turned his head and looked, almost scared shit...

"Zhao...Zhao Kun?"

Right behind him, sitting was actually Zhao Kun.

"Why are you here?"

"Hehe, I just returned to China. I originally planned to visit you, but I heard Qin Tai said that you came here, so I followed along to join in the fun."

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhao is too modest."

The two turned their heads to see that Qin Yue was also coming from the side, and he explained to Ling Yun with a smile.

"Mr. Zhao was specially invited by us. Besides Mr. Zhao, we also invited other wealthy businessmen. There will be a charity auction session on the stage. We are at ease with Mr. Zhao supporting us."

(End of this chapter)