Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 392 Donations
At this moment, you don't even need to look to know what's going on.

Lin Qingfeng didn't want to say anything more about this matter, he only responded with a smile, and didn't want to deal with it.

They will say so, have already guessed.

When Lin Qingfeng was about to put down his phone, he thought of something. If I remember correctly, it seemed that Qin Hui knew about this and ignored him.

After thinking for a while, I smiled. If I don't explain this matter well, I'm afraid I'll just wait to be a bachelor in this life.

Silently picked up the phone, and sent a message: Do you really think that if you join the music association, you can open your mouth and come?Or do you think that you can represent justice?

Posting such a Weibo is already a warning, if they still can't understand these words.

Then you can only take up the weapon of law to protect yourself.

After posting, Lin Qingfeng threw the phone aside, not wanting to continue to see these public opinions.

Netizens saw what Lin Qingfeng posted.

As if smelling something.

Start watching this thing.

'What's going on here?Is there any action? '

'It felt like war was about to be declared. '

'No matter what, we support you. '

'It feels like Lin Qingfeng knows something? '

……

Music Association meeting room.

When everyone saw Lin Qingfeng's post, they couldn't help laughing.

Unexpectedly, just like this, they always thought that Qingfeng Lin would definitely say something else.

They didn't pay attention to such remarks at all.

"Language like Lin Qingfeng's doesn't pose any threat to us at all." Hou Huayao said solemnly.

He Liang nodded when he heard this.

But when he looked at Cao Wei, he sneered.

Cao Wei looked at him with cold eyes, the two of them seemed to be in a good relationship here, but behind their backs, they had already quarreled countless times.

Others did not notice some subtle changes between them.

"Now what are we going to do next?" Cao Wei asked.

In fact, he already had an idea in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it too clearly, otherwise, he would be the one to be scolded later.

When Xu De heard this, he thought for a while, and heard that Miao Fu had opened a small theater not far from Lin Qingfeng.

With traditional cross talk, although it is not very popular, there are still people.

"How about we open a small theater next to Lin Qingfeng?" Xu De asked.

The most important thing now is to defeat Lin Qingfeng and get back all the status of cross talk.

When Cao Wei heard this sentence, his heart skipped a beat. If this was the case, it would definitely not be his turn.

But don't know how to say this.

Looking at Xu De's appearance, He Liang already understood most of it.

"Some people should not think that Qingfeng Lin is a sick cat." He Liang said lightly.

If there is no initiative, then no matter what happens to this matter, there is no place for him here.

Xu De looked at He Liang as if there should be some way.

"If there is a way, then speak out and listen."

"We should take back the sovereignty on the screen." He Liang said solemnly.

The sovereignty of the small theater is not theirs in the first place, so there is no need to squeeze in it.

Xu De smiled, that way, as if a word awakened the dreamer.

Cao Wei glanced at He Liang, if it wasn't for being under the same roof, he wouldn't dare to be too presumptuous now.

It can be seen now that this person wants to ask for credit, so he smiled coldly at this thought.

……

the next day.

Lin Qingfeng came together, took out his mobile phone, and looked at it, but Qin Hui still didn't send him a message.

There is a little sadness in my heart, but I have adjusted my mood.

After washing up, I made breakfast and turned on the TV.

"Recently, the traditional culture training center in our city needs to change the equipment in the classroom..."

After Lin Qingfeng finished reading it, he felt very touched. He saw the contact information under the report.

After writing it down, I sent a message to Luan Yunping, hoping that Luan Yunping could verify it. If it is confirmed to be true, then the money will be considered to be paid by him.

No matter what kind of expression, it is for the sake of tradition.

After receiving the news, Luan Yunping didn't say anything, and immediately went to ask about it.

……

On the side of the Music Association.

Just seeing it too, Jiang Kun immediately had an idea in his mind.

Without further ado, I wrote a pair of big characters 'love traditional art', and gave 20 yuan.

After finishing writing, let Cao Wei come over.

"what happened?"

Jiang Kun asked him to read the large characters, and Cao Wei instantly understood.

"Is it for the traditional art school?"

Jiang Kun smiled, and the two of them smiled meaningfully.

Jiang Kun asked Cao Wei to take a photo and posted it on Weibo.

Constantly proclaiming how much they love traditional art.

Then Cao Wei sent the money and the calligraphy to the training center.

Before leaving, he said to Cao Wei: "Remember to let them publicize how much we love this person's traditional art."

When Cao Wei heard this, he nodded and left.

……

Qingqu Society.

Luan Yunping told Lin Qingfeng what he knew.

"Are they really running a quyi class now?" Lin Qingfeng asked.

Luan Yunping nodded, indicating that there was nothing wrong.

"So what kind of equipment do we need now?" Lin Qingfeng asked.

If you can help now, do your best, and I will definitely support you.

Luan Yunping handed the materials he got to Lin Qingfeng.

After looking at it, these are actually very simple, they are some desks and projectors.

"How much do you need?" Lin Qingfeng asked.

"There should be more than 3000 sets, and dozens of projectors." Luan Yunping thought for a while and said.

In fact, they are building very well now, but there is a temporary shortage of funds, students have already been recruited, and they have no choice but to come up with such a method.

But such a news has been hung up for a long time, but there has been no donation. After all, who still reads such traditional things now?
Lin Qingfeng thought for a while, and felt that there are still people who are willing to teach these things, and those people must love traditional arts very much.

"I donated all these things." Lin Qingfeng said lightly.

The sum of these things is less than 100 million, but if more young people can know that there is still traditional art, then it is worth donating the money.

Luan Yunping had already guessed it, so he wasn't too surprised.

"Master, shall I go now?" Luan Yunping said.

Lin Qingfeng nodded, indicating that there is no problem.

After getting permission, Luan Yunping left without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)