Peng Wanhua returned to Beijing University and passed by the cafeteria. Chen Tao and Gao Shengli were organizing activities for their classmates in front of the cafeteria.

He was confused, but when he saw the banner behind it, he realized that it was a donation to the National Games.

The Fifth National Games is planned to be held in Shanghai in September this year.

After all, the reform and opening up had just begun, and the conditions were not like those of later generations. The infrastructure was incomplete and many things were not progressing well because of the lack of money.

Therefore, some universities and enterprises organized several donations.

Peng Wanhua remembered that he had donated money at this time in his previous life. It was not much, just five yuan, which he had made through frugality.

“How are the donations going?”

Peng Wanhua saw Chen Tao frowning and keeping accounts.

Most of the items in the ledger are fifty cents, and occasionally there are two or three yuan. There are dozens of lines of records, and the most is only ten yuan.

"Oh, I originally wanted to raise a donation of 1000 yuan, but now it seems that it is difficult to raise 100 yuan!"

Chen Tao patted the account book in his hand and frowned.

"It's okay. We just have to do our best anyway. I guess our donation won't even be enough to fill the gap between our teeth."

Gao Shengli was more open-minded. He had just used a loudspeaker to shout for donations and his mouth was dry. He took an enamel jar and drank a lot of water.

Xu Cheng put some saliva on his hands and carefully stroked the coins in his hands.

Peng Wanhua felt a little nauseous when he saw him counting money with saliva on his face.

"Damn it, Lao Xu, please pay attention to your hygiene. Look at the banknotes that are so black and stained with saliva. Be careful of getting sick through your mouth."

Peng Wanhua reminded.

Xu Cheng chuckled and said nonchalantly: "Don't say it's a little dirty. If someone donates to me, I can clean up the notes one by one."

When Peng Wanhua heard this, he looked defeated by him. Yes, since the brothers are working so hard to raise donations, he can't just sit back and watch.

He took out a cloth wallet from his pocket and grabbed a bunch of bills and took it out.

"Hey, this is my donation."

Peng Wanhua handed the money to Xu Cheng.

When everyone saw it, their mouths suddenly opened into an O shape.

After being shocked for a while, Gao Shengli was the first to react, "Oh shit! Lao Peng, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, I know you have money, but you can't spend it like this."

"That's right, donating money is everyone's business. Everyone can contribute to the cause and the flames will be high. It's all about what's in your heart."

Xu Cheng pushed Peng Wanhua's hand back. He was not suggesting that Peng Wanhua donate a large amount of money just now.

Chen Tao took a look at the pile of Big Black Ten and made a rough estimate. It was estimated to be no less than 500 yuan. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: He is really rich on horseback.

This kid originally borrowed 200 yuan to lend himself, saying this and that, but he was unwilling to do so. Now it's his turn to donate to the National Games and he paid 500 yuan without saying a word. How can this hairy brother still get along?

To be honest, when he compared it, he felt a little unhappy.

However, the way this guy took out money just now was so handsome, Chen Tao thought to himself.

For some reason, a word suddenly came to his mind:

pattern.

If you think about it carefully, the structure of these brothers is really not that big!

As he thought about it, the look he looked at Peng Wanhua gradually changed from looking at Peng Wanhua to a handsome guy.

Moreover, it becomes more and more dazzling the more you look at it, with a few halos on the top of your head.

This brother can do it!

Peng Wanhua didn't know what they thought.

He originally wanted to donate more, but when he thought about donating too much, would it be too high-profile?

So after thinking about it, it is more appropriate to donate 500 yuan.

"What are you talking about, grown man? Just put it away."

When Peng Wanhua saw Xu Cheng and others standing there stunned, he directly stuffed the money into each other's arms.

Although this amount of money is relatively large for Xu Cheng and others, it is not worth mentioning to him, and it is a drop in the bucket for the entire National Games.

He wondered if there were more ways to help raise more donations.

At noon, two other groups came from the library.

This donation was divided into three groups in the Electronics Department. One group was led by Gao Shengli and others, and the other two groups were led by other classes.

Everyone added up the accounts and added in Peng Wanhua's 500 yuan, and the total was less than 200 yuan.

It’s not that everyone is not actively donating, the main reason is that they are too active. Not far away, Peng Wanhua saw students from the Department of Physics and Department of Mathematics soliciting donations.

Basically, every department has more or less teams soliciting donations, and more students are still willing to donate to their own departments.

With this diversion, Xu Cheng and others will receive even less donations.

Counselor Qiu Shufen is the goddess in the eyes of many boys, and she is also here today. After all, for something as meaningful as donating money to the National Games, it makes no sense for her to be a counselor and not be able to guide the work.

I don’t know when she got a wavy perm on her head. She was very fashionable and came over wearing crystal sandals.

She first praised her classmates for their hard work in collecting donations, then took a look at the account book and saw that the total amount was less than one thousand two thousand, and she was a little sad.

After taking a closer look, she saw that one of the 500-yuan items stood out from the crowd. She turned her head and glanced at Peng Wanhua, with a look of surprise and admiration in her eyes.

The classmates followed her gaze and all looked at Peng Wanhua.

This made Peng Wanhua feel a little embarrassed.

"Speaking of which, although I know I am so handsome that I alarm the Party Central Committee, you don't have to look at me like that, right?"

Peng Wanhua touched his beard and said in a rather narcissistic tone.

"Yuck~~~"

A group of people vomited wildly.

"Hahaha~" Peng Wanhua laughed out loud when he saw everyone making vomiting gestures.

Counselor Qiu Shufen watched everyone playing around and smiled gently. She was more generous and bought soda for everyone from the canteen to see everyone's hard work.

"Arctic Ocean, Bingfeng, Bawang Temple, Shanhaiguan, Tianfu Cola, and Laoshan Cola are all available. Everyone can choose."

As she spoke, she specially took out a bottle of Arctic Ocean and handed it to Peng Wanhua, saying in a joking tone: "Lao Peng, this is for you."

Peng Wanhua was flattered and took it. When he saw her before, she was very dignified and elegant in both words and deeds. This was the first time he saw her talking to him so playfully.

When I took the soda, I accidentally touched her cold fingers, which felt tender and slippery.

Peng Wanhua didn't control it by hand, but when he saw the opponent's fingertips were like green onions and his wrists were like white lotus roots from a close distance, like a piece of exquisite art, he suddenly had the idea to play with it.

Glancing at the other party, he saw that the other party was looking at him openly and without any care, his eyes were clear and pure.

This is my own teacher! Peng Wanhua suddenly felt ashamed of the slightest thought he had just had.

When the others saw the goddess counselor handing Peng Wanhua a bottle of soda, they all looked over.

Some people, like Chen Tao, were already possessed by lemon essence and were beyond recognition with jealousy. They wished they could push Peng Wanhua aside and take the bottle of soda themselves.

"Thank you."

Peng Wanhua bit open the cap of the bottle, raised his head and drank the ice soda in one gulp, feeling instantly chilled and excited.

Everyone talked and laughed, chatting for a while and then dispersed.

Peng Wanhua threw up his thigh and turned to leave. When he walked to a path, he suddenly heard a rapid tapping sound behind him.

"Wanhua, wait a moment."

It turned out that the counselor had caught up.

Why is she chasing him?

Peng Wanhua was filled with doubts.

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