think mighty

Chen Andong's worries are not groundless. Poets can always feel the rain with their hearts, but poets are a minority after all, and more people are still afraid of getting wet.It rained sparingly all night, and when we got up the next day, the rain was still falling, the ground was wet, and there were far fewer tourists in Yuyuan Park than usual.

Chen Andong frowned and couldn't help sighing.

However, the fund-raising meeting was still held as originally planned. The notice of the fund-raising meeting was posted early at the gate of Yuyuan Park, and the news was also published in the newspaper.

"On the [-]th, [-]rd of this month, Yuyuan Park will hold a fundraising meeting. There are more than [-] calligraphy and paintings in the Xingjian Hall in the southeast corner of the park. Contemporary calligraphers and painters such as Cui Yinggong, Tang Naizhi, Wang Shifu and all calligraphy and painting charity associations have produced. He Yuxiu, a painter from Kyoto, was temporarily invited to join. He not only produced some products, but also painted them on the spot. This is a good opportunity for a truly elegant person who wants to get a good brush from the time..."

Looking at the wet ground, Chen Andong was worrying whether there would be few people coming in this weather, when he suddenly heard footsteps outside.

"Brother Chen!"

Chen Andong suddenly looked up, and saw seven or eight people from the Calligraphy and Painting Charity Association stepping into the door of Xingjian Hall.

These are all his old acquaintances. If they hadn't agreed to all join, the fundraising would have gone bad at the beginning. Chen Andong looked at them and smiled, "Everyone is here."

The tall man at the head smiled heartily, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You've been working hard lately."

"Mr. Chen!" Chen Andong talked to the members of the Calligraphy and Painting Charity Association for a while, and suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

Looking back, Chen Andong was startled by the group of people in front of him.

"you…"

He Yuxiu smiled, turned her body sideways, and made room for the person behind her.

"Hello, I'm Xu Shaoqing." Xu Shaoqing looked at him and stretched out a hand.

"Xie Zhiwen."

"Hello, hello..." Chen Andong shook hands one by one.

A round head popped out from behind, immature face, full of student spirit, but bright eyes, "Hello, Mr. Chen, we are students of Mr. Xie, and we heard the teacher mention the Sichuan flood in class. , I thought about coming over to see if I could be of any help."

It was still raining outside, and it was quite cool. Chen Andong was stunned for a while, but felt his heart warm up again.The children in front of him were not very old, and they were looking at him with bright and energetic eyes at the moment, with sincerity in their eyes, which moved him quite a bit.

"It's the greatest help you can come, really."

He bowed to the person in front of him.

This action frightened the child, and he hurriedly said, "Mr. Chen..."

Chen Andong straightened up, looked at the group of children who were much younger than him, his eyes were a little red: "Our teenagers are so sincere and kind, this is enough to be despicable and slanderable by outsiders."

He Yuxiu couldn't help being moved when he heard the sound. He and Xie Zhiwen looked at each other and smiled, but neither of them spoke.

Xu Shaoqing couldn't help but look at Chen Andong more. Last night when he went back to find He Yuxiu, he heard about the fundraising meeting and was quite curious about Chen Andong. When he saw him today, he was impressed.

But he always felt that this person looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

Where have you seen it?

He thought about it, but couldn't think of it.

What surprised him was that this fundraising meeting was far more lively than he had imagined.

In this rainy day, the number of people in the exhibition hall gradually increased. Those who went up included a certain chairman, a bureau chief, a section chief, a team leader, and a secretary general. Those who went down included famous flowers from Ningpu and unemployed dancers , Resigned politicians, gathered together, can be called the elites of Jiping City, doing their best in personnel affairs, but there are crowds of people in the exhibition hall, wanting to occupy a place, the difficulty is no less than the intrigue of warlords. full.

At about nine o'clock, Chen Andong gave a speech. He glanced at the people around him, his eyes were slightly red.

"Everyone..."

He couldn't help being emotional when he spoke. He first talked about what he had seen and heard when he was working in Sichuan, and then he talked about the current flood situation there. There was no sound in the exhibition hall.

At this time, Huang Er and the one-inch man quietly stepped into Xingjian hall. He stood behind, holding a civilized stick in his hand. He first listened to what Chen Andong had to say, and then began to look around.

"Who are you looking for?" Huang Er asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to call that He Yuxiu over?"

Huang Banchu frowned, and sent him off: "Okay, don't keep making troubles, it's nothing to do with you if you send me here, you can go back after a stroll."

"Yes." Huang Er's eyes flashed a glint of predation, but he suppressed it again.

It was raining lightly outside, so he lit a cigarette and puffed on the porch.

Huang Banchu leaned on a civilized stick, tapped his fingers repeatedly, and moved his eyes through the crowd.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

There is a round-headed man in the front left, wearing a black mandarin jacket, with a wisp of beard, and looking forward with his hands behind his back.

"Isn't this Chairman Jin?" He walked past quietly and looked sideways at the man's face.

The round-headed man turned his head and frowned, "Are you?"

"Banchu, Huang Banchu, don't you remember?" Huang Banchu stretched out a hand towards him.

Hearing the sound, Jin Changying held his hand, said "oh", and laughed: "I'm sorry for my blindness, it turned out to be Mr. Huang, of course I remember that side a few years ago impressed Jin deeply, your that Shi is a guest at the commander-in-chief's palace."

Huang Banchu waved his hand and laughed: "Chairman Jin is too flattering on me, how can there be such a thing, by the way, why are you here?"

Jin Changying heard the voice and said: "The public office came here to stay for two days. I read in the newspaper that there is also a fundraising meeting here, so I'll come and take a look."

He changed his voice, glanced at Huang Banchu, and said, "Mr. Huang is here too. I didn't expect Mr. Huang to be so keen on charity."

A look of worry appeared on Huang Banchu's face, and he sighed: "The recent flood in Sichuan is really worrying. Although Huang is a businessman, he also hopes to contribute."

Seeing his expression, Jin Changying suddenly remembered another news item published in the newspaper, smiled, and asked lightly, "Isn't business going well these days?"

With the breeze blowing his sleeves, Huang Banchu nodded and said, "Indeed, it's just business, that's how it is, there are good and bad."

Jin Changying didn't answer.

Huang Banchu glanced at him sideways: "Chairman Jin must be exhausted from the Sichuan flood recently."

Jin Changying waved his hands, looked at Chen Andong in front of him, and said, "Fortunately, this young man has been very enthusiastic recently. Look, isn't he even doing my work together?"

Huang Banchu laughed, and then said: "Young people are weak after all, since you are here, why don't you go up and say a few words?"

Jin Changying didn't speak, just looked ahead.

Huang Banchu glanced at him, smiled, and talked to a staff member. The staff member nodded and whispered something in Chen Andong's ear.Seeing that Chen Andong was stunned for a moment, he said immediately: "I heard that Mr. Jin Changying, the chairman of the Relief Committee, is here today. It's a great honor. Next, let's ask Chairman Jin to say a few words."

Countless looking eyes fell on Jin Changying. Jin Changying smiled, but did not refuse. He walked forward, patted Chen Andong on the shoulder, scanned his surroundings, and said, "Young people today are so powerful. Seeing you , I seem to see the hope of the country and the nation."

Then he greeted everyone and said, "Hi everyone, I am Jin Changying from the Relief Committee."

He Yuxiu was taken aback.

The reporters moved quickly, and the sound of the camera sounded.

Jin Changying in the front waved his hand and said, "Recently, I am also very concerned about the flood situation in Sichuan. Some time ago, the Executive Yuan decided on the disaster relief measures for this year: First, the flood and drought disasters in various provinces and cities will be reported by the Relief Committee in detail. The situation of the disaster is compiled and statistically sent to the Ministry of Finance, and the land tax is increased or decreased according to the severity of the disaster in each place; the second is that the Ministry of Finance prepares an estimate of the disaster relief funds, which is allocated by the government according to its ability, in addition to the old relief funds allocated by the Relief Committee. When there is not enough, I will organize fundraising and relief meetings to raise funds from various places; third, the Ministry of Finance will estimate the disaster losses in various places, provide relief to rural areas, and allocate farming funds to prepare farmers for farming.”

"I am very moved to see everyone working together to relieve the disaster. Since the Sichuan flood, not only the relief committee and the government have allocated funds for disaster relief, but also some enthusiastic people in the society have also extended a helping hand. Mr. Chen hosted the calligraphy and painting event. The fundraising meeting, on the one hand, is a manifestation of the patriotic enthusiasm of the young people, and on the other hand, it can also see the improvement of the aesthetic thinking of the Chinese people..."

He spoke eloquently for a long time, and his eloquence was quite good. His speech was almost non-stop, and his logic was very clear. The originally scheduled half-hour speech was dragged into an hour.

There were more and more people present, and there were even people who asked him questions, and the scene became lively for a while.

Xu Shaoqing listened, frowned, and leaned into He Yuxiu's ear and said, "I feel something is wrong."