Chapter 219: Depressed Zhang Tiantian.

Although there are no relatives of his own there, he has lived for a long time after all.
People are not plants, who can be ruthless, Mu Bai felt a sense of loss in his heart when he heard the news.
He turned off Weishi casually, withdrew from it, and then found Zhang Tiantian's friend from the QQ friend list.
Just opened the chat page between the two, before he sent a message to inquire, I saw Zhang Tiantian's latest space dynamic on the chat page.
QQ has the habit of automatically pushing the latest signature and the latest space dynamics on the chat page.
At this time, Mu Bai glanced at the dynamics and found that it was the dynamics of the disaster in his hometown.
This made him click directly in, the screen switched to Zhang Tiantian's space, and the dynamics of the disaster in his hometown appeared before him.
[Due to the melting of heavy snow accumulated in the past few days in my hometown, Qingliangshan has loosened the mud and stones on the mountain, causing the most violent mudslide in more than ten years. More than 300 villagers in my hometown were affected, more than 100 people were injured, and seven people were swallowed by the mudslide. , Houses, furniture, and various crops were submerged, various facilities in the village were damaged, and the villagers’ economy suffered heavy losses. The local government has been working hard to rescue them. The village committee has also announced on Alipay to seek social assistance ( Alipay donation link), Tiantian is here to ask for your love, and the New Year is coming soon. I can’t bear to see the folks who cared for me in my childhood, spending the New Year in tears, please help, Tiantian again Solemnly thank you all, good people live a safe life. "
In addition to this news, there are several disaster-stricken pictures in his hometown. In the photos, Zhang Tiantian, who is very beautiful, bit her lip tightly and endures the tears in her eyes, giving many affected villagers a warm hug.
Mu Bai, who has lived in Qingliang Mountain for more than ten years, naturally knows at a glance that this picture is not a fake picture of PS.
It seems that my hometown is really affected.
In this photo, he saw many familiar faces.
Even though Mu Bai felt that his grandfather had passed away, and Mu Xiaoxiao's family moved to the city, he could say that he didn't have a family or friend to miss in Qingliangshan.
However, when he saw the tearful and painful familiarity with his neighbors in the photo, he had to admit that he felt relieved.
Mu Bai never felt that he was a good person, but now only felt that he felt a little bit painful in his heart.
At this moment, he continued to scan the dynamics of the space and found that there were many comments below.
Among them, there are many sad words from childhood classmates.
Crying expression) Sweet, I have already given you all my pocket money in red envelopes, and I also asked my parents to donate to Alipay. Although my family moved to the county seat, Qingliangshan will always be my hometown. Please come back to my hometown and comfort my cousin Xiaoxiao. She was hit too hard at her young age. When she called yesterday, she kept crying, and my heart broke when she was crying."
"When I saw this news, I only felt distressed and hard to breathe. If it weren’t for this dynamic, I don’t know what’s going on. Yesterday I called my mother and she just kept crying and saying it’s okay. I’m watching At this moment, I only feel uncomfortable. I have already asked for leave to leave and go back. My relatives and friends in my hometown, must stand up!"
"I am an alumnus of Tiantian University. Although I am from the city, I really don't have much money. However, I have organized some classmates to rush to Qingliangshan with some necessities. If one party is in trouble, all parties support. I believe the Qingliangshan compatriots I will definitely survive this ordeal!"
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Looking at these dynamic comments below, Mu Bai had to say that he was a little moved.
At this time, he closed the news at will, and then returned to the chat page to contact Zhang Tiantian.
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It was one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining.
At this time, Zhang Tiantian at the entrance of the female dormitory building of Nanjing University, with a very beautiful face full of sadness, a little helpless and confused in her eyes.
She is worried about the donations she needs after the disaster in her hometown.
Although the local government has arranged some relief supplies, they are barely guaranteeing the basic lives of the villagers. After such a major natural disaster, the villagers can hardly find their way in the future, even the upcoming New Year. I don't know how to live.
Yes, this New Year, for them who have suffered such a blow, they don't know what they have taken, thinking that everyone else is happy and happy, but they can only wash their faces with tears.
This comparison is cruel.
So in order to let the folks have a good year, Zhang Tiantian only slept for three to four hours almost every day after returning from Qingliangshan, and went to various companies, big bosses, and rich people to raise money day and night.
But so far, the donations raised made her feel frustrated.
More than 300 households in Qingliang Mountain, or more than 1,000 villagers, are now all affected.
It takes almost three million yuan to let them be warm and warm, free from severe cold, and it takes less than two thousand yuan per person.
But now Zhang Tiantian knows that this amount, which she thought was already very low, is still too high~EbookFREE.me~ so high that there is no hope.
After coming back, she ran around, found many companies, many bosses and rich people, but in the end only raised more than 200,000 donations.
Among them, many of the wealthy people she looked for were worth more than 100 million yuan and could buy luxury cars and mansions. When it comes to charitable donations, they all seem to have become the poorest poor, and many of them directly attacked her. come out.
As if charity, in the eyes of these people, it is something that people avoid and even hate.
But even if Zhang Tiantian knew this, she still insisted on telling herself not to give up, because if she even gave up, there would be no hope.
Now she missed the mysterious man who had made an anonymous donation of 100,000 yuan for planning a case for herself a month ago.
She wondered if there were more mysterious gods who love charity in this world.
But she also knew that this was just her own wishful thinking.
Even the mysterious Shenhao who donated 100,000 yuan anonymously is probably an acquaintance who wants to secretly help himself and a few roommates get a good ranking.
After all, even the wealthy who are worth more than 100 million yuan would not donate tens of thousands for charity to rescue natural disasters. If just a stranger passing by the official website of the university, how could he donate 100,000 for a plan?
Although I don't know who that person is, Zhang Tiantian knows that it must be her or roommate's friend.
In this thought, Zhang Tiantian leaned against the door of the dormitory for a while, and then tried to cheer herself up, and then was about to contact another rich man to seek charitable donations, when her mobile phone QQ reminder sounded suddenly.
QQ's prompt sound made Zhang Tiantian, who looked a little depressed, took out his mobile phone, and looked at the news on QQ with beautiful eyes.
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