The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 1110 Fake Charity

There are 25 children in the village.

They were all called to the small playground outside the school and lined up.Zhang Qiaoer painted exquisite pseudo-plain make-up, holding brand-new stationery, and gave them to the children one by one.The photographer was next to Zhang Qiaoer, and the camera in his hand kept clicking.

"Sister, can I wash my face?" A little boy lowered his head shyly, "I just played in mud with Sweet Baby, and my face got dirty."

Another little boy joked: "God boy, your face will turn dark no matter how much you wash it. It's not like Tianbao. It's naturally white, so it can't be tanned."

There was laughter all around.

The little boy blushed and ran to the well to wash his face.

Even a child has a heart for beauty.Everyone knows that when taking pictures, you must show your best state, and you can't be photographed ugly.

"Ah, ah, ah! Kid, don't move around!" The photographer quickly grabbed the boy's arm when he saw this, "It doesn't matter if there is a little mud on his face, it's real."

Since it is doing charity, what is needed is a sense of contrast.

A glamorous female star descends into the mountains, shakes hands with a dirty child, and gives a dirty child a gift—this kind of photo will cause a sensation and better reflect Zhang Qiaoer's kindness.

If Zhang Qiaoer takes a photo with a child with a clean face and neat clothes, where is the comparison?
"But I just want to wash my face." Gouwazi said sullenly.

The photographer glared at Gouwazi dissatisfied.

Gouwazi didn't dare to speak anymore.

There was a strange feeling in his heart. If he was older, he would know that this was the embarrassment of being despised and his self-esteem being stepped on the ground.Gou Wazi looked at Zhang Qiaoer's long red dress and his dirty school uniform, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Zhang Qiaoer pretended not to see this scene, continued to show a kind smile, and continued to give away stationery like a confidant big sister.

The last piece of stationery and schoolbag was handed over to the sweet baby at the end of the queue.Sweet Baby took the brand-new toys and schoolbag, eyebrows and eyes curved: "Thank you——"

"Call me sister, don't call me aunt." Zhang Qiaoer quickly interrupted her.

Tianbao tilted her head and gave her a strange look.

Tian Bao asked the photographer: "Uncle, why don't you take pictures of me and my sister?"

The photographer touched the bridge of his nose and smiled mischievously: "I have taken a lot of photos just now, enough. If you want to take pictures, little sister, uncle can take them for you alone."

Neither can the photographer.

Tianbao looks so sweet and cute, like a delicate jade doll, with a clean face and clean clothes, and the cheap children's clothes look like famous brands.She doesn't look like a wild child in the village at all, but more like the pet daughter of a wealthy family.

The photo of Zhang Qiaoer and Tianbao does not reflect the theme of "charity" at all.

"Okay." Sweetie didn't care.

Tianbao doesn't like Zhang Qiaoer very much, and always feels that this aunt is weird and doesn't look like a good person.

But after all, Zhang Qiaoer also gave the children stationery and schoolbags. Although it is not worth a lot, Tianbao is still grateful.

Later in the group photo session, Tianbao was also excluded.

Tian Bao held a bottle of milk and drank slowly, watching their group photo.Zhang Qiaoer was very demanding on the shooting, and put forward a lot of requirements, the photographer forced a smile and continued to shoot.

"Sweet Treasure." Over there, Fu Jingyi completed the final cooperation signing and came to the school to find Sweet Treasure.

There is only one primary school in the village, which is dilapidated and the teaching environment is very backward.Fu Jingyi saw Tianbao sitting on the bluestone in the open space from a distance, shaking her feet, sipping milk, her profile was cute and cute.

Tianbao's eyes lit up, and he ran over: "Dad~"

Fu Jingyi: "."

Fu Jingyi coughed slightly, and said, "I've talked with the village chief, and I plan to adopt you. Pack up your things tonight and come home with me tomorrow morning."

Tianbao burst into a big smile in an instant, as if the whole world began to shine brightly. She happily rushed over and hugged Fu Jingyi's leg, with tears in her eyes: "Hey~ Tianbao has a father!"

Fu Jingyi was hugged by the little girl, as if she owned the whole world.

My heart softened instantly.

In the past, Fu's father had thought about finding an adopted daughter for Fu Jingyi, and found a lot of photos of orphans, but Fu Jingyi didn't raise his eyes and showed no interest.

Until I met Sweet Baby——

Between him and Tianbao, there seems to be a line that is destined to exist in the dark.

Fu Jingyi couldn't give up on Tianbao, even though it was less than 24 hours since he met Tianbao.

Just as the filming over there was over, Tian Bao excitedly took Fu Jingyi's hand, and happily showed off to the other children: "Look! Tian Bao has a father! I see none of you dare to laugh at me as a child without a father!"

A group of children ran over, chattering non-stop.

"Tianbao, you are so amazing, you actually found your father!"

"We didn't laugh at you for not having a father. Gouwazi just mentioned it last time, and you kicked him into the ditch."

"Tianbao, your father is so powerful! You can see that you are very strong! I can ask my father to introduce your father to work on floor tiles!"

The children were all happy for Tianbao from the bottom of their hearts, and the scene was noisy.It wasn't until the only teacher in the village came out and blasted these naughty children into the classroom.

"Tianbao, the teaching environment in your school is not very good. It must be very hard to go to school." Over there, Zhang Qiaoer seized the opportunity and came over, trying to blend in with the father and daughter.

She even tried to be Tianbao's stepmother.

Tian Bao nodded, her small face was a little distressed: "The roof of the school is broken, every time it rains, the blackboard must be wet."

It is better to say that it is a school than a ground-breaking house.

Zhang Qiaoer was about to praise Tianbao for being a good boy who "could endure hardships", when Fu Jingyi who was next to her looked over and said, "Did you donate stationery and schoolbags?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, and Zhang Qiaoer's heart was beating violently.

This man is damn attractive!
It was rare for Fu Jingyi to take the initiative to talk to her. Zhang Qiaoer seized the time to increase her favorability, her pretty face blushed, and said shyly, "It's just a little thoughtfulness. The teaching conditions for children in the mountains are difficult. I will give them schoolbags and stationery, hoping they will study hard."

look!What a caring woman I am!

Don't you hurry to fall in love with me~
Fu Jingyi's handsome eyes narrowed slightly: "Only schoolbags and stationery?"

Zhang Qiaoer replied smoothly: "Yes, otherwise what else can I give—"

Halfway through the speech, Zhang Qiaoer immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly rounded up the words before the collapse of the "love character set": "Of course, stationery and schoolbags are just a small part of the gifts. I think the school is dilapidated and needs renovation. I am going to donate another 10 yuan Build a school for the village."

Zhang Qiaoer came here with the main purpose of teasing men, and doing charity was just an excuse, so she asked her agent to buy some stationery and schoolbags, the total price added up to less than 1000 yuan.

In the entertainment circle, there are countless stars like her who engage in fake charity and fraudulent donations.

No one doesn't love money. Isn't it good to keep money for yourself?Why donate hundreds of thousands and millions to strangers you don't know?
Charity is just a way to build word-of-mouth and attract fans, in exchange for fans saying "sister is beautiful and kind", "brother is handsome and kind".

Zhang Qiaoer's heart is bleeding, but she still has a kind and gentle image on her face: "I have always liked children, and donating money to build schools is just a small effort. Compared with Mr. Fu donating money to build mountain roads, it is nothing."

　I thought I could write about the appearance of a small Chinese medicine doctor.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)