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The latest website: There are nearly forty people in the class, and the only ones who donated two dollars are Xu Changsheng and Liu Qingshan.

So when he heard the cry, Xu Changsheng's face immediately turned red, and he bit his lower lip tightly.

Liu Qingshan also frowned, followed the prestige, and the person who spoke was Song Lei. I remember when I introduced it just now, it seemed that the family was from Hujiang.

This guy looks white and clean, and when he looks dressed, he has a good family background. That's what he said, it's a bit mean.

He was obviously targeting Liu Qingshan, and said very seriously: I'm still wearing a mechanical watch, and my family's conditions are definitely not bad. Donating two yuan is a bit unreasonable, right?

Most of the class wears watches, but most of them are electronic watches, and Xu Changsheng's wrists are clean, obviously for Liu Qingshan.

However, when Song Lei said sarcastic words, he still had a dignified expression on his face, as if accusing Liu Qingshan of not supporting the state to hold the Asian Games.

Liu Qingshan just smiled: The counselors and teachers have said that donations are all voluntary. We are still students, and we have no source of income. We have to ask our families for any donations.

No matter how much you donate or how little, it's all your own heart. Classmate Song, your family is from a big city, and mine is from a rural area. There are differences in living conditions.

I took out a dollar, which may be the family's oil and salt money for a month.

He didn't fight back tit for tat, so what's the point of arguing with these young classmates?

On the other hand, the people around all nodded their heads in agreement with Liu Qingshan's statement.

Song Lei suddenly couldn't get off the stage. He took out a piece of Great Unity from his pocket and photographed it in front of Zhang Pengfei: I'll donate ten yuan, so that no one can make irresponsible remarks.

He was actually a little jealous of Liu Qingshan. He was handsome and attracted the attention of those female classmates from the beginning, so he wanted to take advantage of this to suppress him.

When Song Lei was in high school, he was also a figure in his own school, so he was naturally unwilling to be oppressed by others.

Yo, it's only ten dollars, Song Lei, didn't you say when you introduced him that his father was a big businessman in Hujiang? Zhang Pengfei also despised this guy a little, so he stabbed him indifferently. one sentence.

It's better than someone else donating two dollars.

Song Lei was really annoyed, he felt like he was against me?

At this time, a stack of Great Unity suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Pengfei, and he saw Jiang Xue's white and tender hand holding a stack of money.

That's the real atmosphere.

Zhang Pengfei took the money and counted it, it was a hundred dollars, so he gave Jiang Xue a thumbs up.

Jiang Xue looked at Liu Qingshan apologetically: Student Liu was right just now, we don't have the ability to make money by ourselves, and how much we donate is from our family, as long as we like it.

Liu Qingshan also smiled and nodded to her, thinking in his heart: The gap between this girl and her cousin is really not that big.

After everyone had basically donated money, Zhang Pengfei made some statistics and happily announced:

The total is 294 yuan. The combat effectiveness of the comrades is still very strong. On behalf of the organizing committee, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to the students!

This thing is really provocative, and many people in the classroom clapped their hands, which seemed very enthusiastic for a while.

Even Xu Changsheng raised his head and applauded along with him. Just like Liu Qingshan said, his donation of two yuan is more heavier than others' donation of twenty yuan.

These two yuan, sent back to my hometown, can really be worth the money that my grandparents have spent for a few months.

At this time, a group of people suddenly walked into the classroom, headed by a heroic girl, who said with a smile: The enthusiasm of the juniors and juniors is so high, it is indeed worthy of praise.

It seems to be from the student union. Someone in the classroom whispered.

Zhang Pengfei immediately greeted him cheerfully: Welcome all the seniors to our class. When everyone heard about the Asian Games, they all donated money. This is Jiang Xue from our class, who donated 100 yuan.

At this time, I like to set up a model, and Zhang Pengfei is also fighting for the interests of his classmates.

Student Jiang is really amazing. At that time, our student union will apply to your department for a commendation for you.

A little white-faced person wearing glasses held Jiang Xue's hand with a smile, and said affectionately, but did not let go.

Zhang Pengfei rolled his eyes and saw that this guy looked familiar. He suddenly remembered that in the morning, he had a conflict with foreign students by the lake. It seemed that this guy popped out and asked the fourth to apologize.

So he poked a piece of paper in front of Xiaobai's face: This is the donation list.

Lu Lin had to let go of his hand with some reluctance, took the paper and glanced at it, and then nitpicked: How come there are still students who donate so little?

He felt that the name Liu Qingshan was a bit familiar, so he asked casually, Who is Liu Qingshan?

Of course Liu Qingshan also recognized this guy, so he stood up calmly: Me.

Lu Lin looked at him, only to take two steps back in shock, and suddenly bumped into a companion behind him.

He had just seen Liu Qingshan's combat power in the morning. It was terrifying. Just like him, he could fight ten of them with ease and effortless effort.

There was a low burst of laughter in the classroom, and everyone felt that this student union student was too timid.

People just agreed in a normal way, and there was no voice like Mr. Zhang swearing off Dangyang Bridge. What are you afraid of?

Lu Lin couldn't help blushing, feeling that his majesty was being challenged.

Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of, he is currently organizing inspections on behalf of the student union, whoever dares to punch him casually and can't do it, then wait for dropping out.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be courageous, and just took this opportunity to humiliate this ignorant guy and find a place in the morning.

So he straightened his back: Student Liu, everyone donated five yuan, and there are more, only you donated two yuan, don't you think it's too little? This kind of backward thinking is unacceptable. .

And I also donated two yuan.

Xu Changsheng also stood up immediately, blushing, and stood firmly with Liu Qingshan.

Lu Lin was also stunned for a while. Did he jump out by himself?

So he raised his face: Now, our country advocates holding the Asian Games nationwide, and everyone is using their own actions to support the Asian Games.

Our college students are the darlings of the times, and we should play an exemplary role...

Liu Qingshan didn't want to listen to this guy's nonsense, so he interrupted him politely: May I ask this student from the Student Union, how much did you donate?

Lu Lin held his chest out again: I don't donate much, and my ability is limited, so I only donated ten yuan.

After speaking, he glanced at Liu Qingshan with a proud look.

Liu Qingshan was unmoved at all, and still said calmly: Excuse me, did you earn the ten yuan by yourself, or did you ask for it from your family?

We are still students, of course, we are supported by our family. My family is also very supportive!

Lu Lin vaguely felt that this freshman who had just entered the school was not easy to deal with.

Since they are all supported by the family, then families are rich and poor. The rich can donate more, and the poor can naturally donate less. Is this also wrong?

Lu Lin was speechless for a while, he opened his mouth a few times in embarrassment, and couldn't help but become angry:

Student Liu, you are arrogant. Not only are you backward in thinking, but you also insist on your own mistakes. You are simply stubborn.

Go, come with us, and go to the executive committee to write a review!

The few people who came with him also seemed to think that Lu Lin was a bit suspected of abusing his power, but after all, they were on the same front, so they didn't say anything.

Only the female student who spoke at the beginning looked at Liu Qingshan with some interest.

Liu Qingshan was still calm: Senior Lu, according to what you said, does it mean that the more donations, the higher the consciousness?

Lu Lin nodded: Of course, it makes sense to donate less!

At this time, Song Lei, who had been sitting below and listening, finally couldn't help standing up.

He also felt that he had lost face after being robbed by Liu Qingshan just now. Now that he saw that the student union had the upper hand, he jumped out and fell into the trap.

He nodded to the people in front of him: Senior Lu, I have debated this question with classmate Liu just now, and I want to help him change this prejudice, but unfortunately I can't convince him, just as the seniors from the student union are here, I will help Help him.

The remaining boys in the class were secretly contemptuous, and decided to stay away from this sinister guy in the future, so as not to be betrayed by him in the future.

Even many young classmates glared at Song Lei. At first, they looked at Song Lei quietly and pleasantly, but they turned out to be full of disgust.

This kind of boy is absolutely not allowed to talk to him as friends!

Song Lei didn't know that he had been blacklisted by many students in this class, and he took the initiative to ask Ying: Let me supervise Liu's writing and inspection, it will be very profound.

Liu Qingshan blinked: Do you have to write an inspection when you are behind?

Lu Lin thought he had given up, and nodded vigorously: Of course, what is this classmate's name, he has a high level of thought, and can take the initiative to help the backward classmates.

Senior, my name is Song Lei.

Song Lei was also a little smug. If he climbed up the student union, it would be good. I heard that in the university, the student union has a lot of power, and it also has preferential treatment when it comes to graduation.

If you donate more, you will be advanced, if you donate less, you will be backward, and backward people will have to write inspections, right?

Liu Qingshan also combed the matter from beginning to end.

There's so much nonsense. Lu Lin was also a little impatient.

Then he saw Liu Qingshan get up from his seat and walk towards him step by step with firm steps.

Lu Lin immediately felt a panic in his heart. He was really afraid that the other party's big fist would hit him in the face. It is estimated that the concussion was mild.

But in the eyes of the public, he could only hold on, and his heart was secretly ruthless: boy, if you dare to touch a hair of me today, I want you to look good, just wait to pack up and leave!

Liu Qingshan finally walked in front of Lu Lin, and took out a note from his pocket: Please, Senior Lu, take a look at this.

This is a receipt with the stamp of the Asian Games Organizing Committee on it. It reads: Received a donation of 10,000 yuan from Comrade Liu Qingshan.

Lu Lin felt a buzzing sound in his head, he rubbed his eyes hard again, and re-read it a few times, it was true, ten thousand yuan.

If you compare it like this, senior, is your donation considered backward? Should you also write a check?

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Song Lei who was standing on the seat: And classmate Song.

Lu Lin seemed to hear a popping sound hitting him in the face. Although this was just an illusion, his face quickly flushed red.

The hand holding the receipt also trembled, as if that thin piece of paper weighed more than 10,000 catties.

The cadre of the female student union next to him also glanced at the receipt, and his heart was also extremely shocked.

However, she still had a calm expression on her face, she didn't get involved in this matter, and seemed to be waiting for Lu Lin to make a fool of himself.

It's just that Lu Lin is always a bit lecherous, but once he was rude to her, it was really annoying.

Senior Lu, are you reviewing in person, or are you going to write a review letter?

Liu Qingshan looked at the other party with a smile, he would never be soft-hearted towards this kind of guy with bad intentions.

This receipt was brought back to Liu Qingshan after the donation from the previous Tianwangzhan. I didn't care too much at the time, so I just put it in my pocket. I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Do you think that people building venues are so easy to talk about, saying that they will wait for you for half a month?

Still have to pay!

Lu Lin's little white face is now on the verge of fighting against Second Master Guan. If there is a review, it will become a laughing stock.

But what I said just now can't be pulled back in a blink of an eye. What's the difference between that and that?

Standing in the classroom, Song Lei couldn't help but ask, Senior Lu, how much money did Liu from our class donate?

This time, Lu Lin could find the punching bag, and he gave Song Lei a vicious look: You don't understand the situation, so you just slander your classmates and destroy the good situation of stability and unity in the class, go and write a review with me!

Song Lei was suddenly dumbfounded. Isn't this a disaster?

But if he wanted to fight against the student union like Liu Qingshan did, he didn't have the guts or the confidence, so he could only bow his head and walk to the front in dejection.

The guy didn't give up, glanced at the receipt secretly, and then the whole person was stunned.

Lu Lin took the opportunity to step down, turned around and left the classroom, and the others also filed out.

Only the cadre of the female student union, with a smile on his face, reached out and shook hands with Liu Qingshan, and said, Thank you.

Should be.

Liu Qingshan also shook hands with her and opened with a touch.

When the group of people left, the rest of the students in the classroom were a bit baffled and couldn't understand what happened just now.

However, they all vaguely felt that the matter must be related to the note in Liu Qingshan's hand.

It was a pity that he had already put it back in his pocket, and he was too embarrassed to ask him to take it out and see what was on it, could it be the imperial edict?

Everyone sorted out their utensils and left the classroom in twos and threes. There were also people like Xiang Xu Changsheng who stayed behind to read books.

Fourth, thank you.

When Liu Qingshan sorted out his things and was about to go out, Xu Changsheng's low voice came from beside him.

Liu Qingshan turned back and smiled at him: The third child, everyone has the ability, be yourself.

Well, Xu Changsheng nodded heavily, and then buried his head in the book again.

This is the foundation of him. After he has learned something, he can have greater ability and do greater things in the future.