On the car.

Xu Yiman glanced at Xu Yang and asked, "Just, didn't you do it on purpose just now?"

"Where is it?"

Xu Yang smiled and said, "I just drove normally and took you away. Why did I do it on purpose?"

"Do you think I'm showing off on purpose?"

“Looks like.”

Xu Yiman nodded slightly and said, "My classmate Zhang Qiu is not bad by nature, but he has not been in contact for a few years after graduation, and he is a little unfamiliar."

"She is not the kind of woman you think."

"Is that true, how do you explain that husband in his forties?"

Xu Yang asked a question.

Xu Yiman was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

“Buzz.”

Her cell phone in her pocket shook and took it out and saw it was a text message sent by Zhang Qiu.

He pointed his finger and said: "Tomorrow the old class monitor said he wanted a class reunion, so you can also attend the address, and I will send you the address."

Xu Yiman was stunned. Old classmate reunion?

Since she graduated, she seems to have never attended an old classmate reunion. She suddenly received an invitation and was a little flattered.

"Go, definitely go."

Xu Yang smiled and said, "Your old classmate reunion must be at the same time. You must not be sociable, right?"

Xu Yiman hesitated, but she felt that what Xu Yang said made some sense. She hadn't seen an old classmate for many years, so it was good to attend a party.

She nodded in agreement and replied to the text message.

...

After returning to school, Xiyang helped him get down like a bag, and then Xu Yiman organized the students to come over, one by one, including hair gloves, cotton pants, etc.

In the entire school, most of the people with poor families account for the rest of the school, but Xu Yiman only cares about freshmen and counts the number of people. There are about sixty people who can't afford gloves.

When the more than 60 people lined up to get earmuffs and gloves, Xu Yang realized that there were so many families in his class who were not in good condition.

He softened his heart and said, "I'll donate 20,000 yuan to buy everyone clothes for winter gloves, cotton coats, etc."

"What, you want to donate 20,000?"

Xu Yiman said in shock that 20,000 yuan was her salary for several years, so this child was not crazy.

The students in the house were also shocked. The 20,000 yuan was the family income of the village for several years.

Xu Yang did what he said, and he immediately took out his cell phone and called Sister Guo, asking the other party to transfer 20,000 yuan to the school account.

"You really donate..."

Xu Yiman's eyes became different when he looked at Xu Yang. Everyone liked a sympathetic person.

"Wow, he is so rich, he actually donated so much."

Many students started to talk about it. In their eyes, the 20,000 yuan was a huge sum of money. I don’t know how long it takes to make this money to work.

"It's not a good thing, it's the student I handed over."

Xu Yiman smiled, smiling happily.

She knew that Xu Yang was not short of the 20,000 yuan now, and the other party was willing to donate money, and both the school and these students could get a lot of benefits.

Soon, the director and the principal who received the news came and shook hands with Xu Yang very cordially, and were extremely excited.

They also thanked Xu Yang on behalf of the school.

Xu Yang didn't expect that his unintentional action would have such a big impact. Isn't it just 20,000 yuan? Isn't it gone after buying clothes?

But I don’t know how to choose, his actions have created a fairy river in North China.

Generally speaking, wealthy bosses will support individual students, but few people invest money directly in schools, especially this kind of broken schools.

Although the money is not much, the donation is a student.

When it spreads, the society will be shocked.

Xu Yang didn't know this, and he didn't take this matter seriously at all.

"It's so lively."

Yang Haobo came in with a few followers. These followers pushed away the person blocking the road. Yang Haobo walked into the middle with his chest straightened.

"So many poor people who need relief?"

Yang Haobo sarcastically said.

"Yang Haobo, what were you talking about?" Xu Yiman was unhappy.

"I'm telling the truth. Didn't they all come to receive relief?"

Yang Haobo mocked: "A group of guys with hands and feet are simply looking for work if they don't go out. They are weak and eat other people's charity. I will embarrass your parents for your parents."

"Shut up and stop talking!"

Xu Yiman was instantly angry and looked angry.

Yang Haobo was no longer afraid of Xu Yiman at this time. He said with disgust: "Why don't you let me speak? What I said is true. What is the difference between these classmates and beggars outside?"

"For your poor sake, I will donate two thousand dollars to you."

After saying that, Yang Haobo took out two thousand cash, held it in his hand and raised it a few times, and said arrogantly: "Come on, come here and accept the alms. This money is yours."

No one moved in the classroom, and more than 60 students looked at Yang Haobo with angry eyes.

Yang Hao was so proud that he was shocked. He scared you to such a small 2,000 yuan, a group of poor people from the village.

"Oh."

Someone chuckled and said with a hint of anger: "Yang Haobo, you are very rich, so why not donate more, how about 50,000?"

"Yes, if you have money, donate 50,000."

The people around started to quarrel, and everyone started to target Yang Haobo.

Yang Haobo was still surprised that he had done something wrong, and these people actually dared to resist him.

"Do you know if you shut up?"

Yang Haobo's anger came up and shouted: "I kindly give you all, but you dare to mock me."

"I won't give you two thousand, and I will starve you poor people in the village to death!"

As soon as these words were said, many people were angry. If they could kill someone with angry eyes, Yang Haobo would have been cut into pieces.

Xu Yiman on the side was almost furious. If it weren't for her identity, she would have slaughtered her.

"Hey, Xu Yang, what are you doing?"

Xu Yiman exclaimed.

"Bang!"

A slap hit Yang Haobo's face.

"Apology." Xu Yang said coldly: "Apologize to them, otherwise you will not be able to get out of this gate today."

"You, you hit me?"

Yang Haobo covered his face and stared at Xu Yang in disbelief.

Xu Yang kicked the pocket with both hands, looked at the other party with a cold expression, and said, "I hit you because I thought you did something wrong."

"Everyone is a classmate, but you are talking about mocking here. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"Where is your character? What qualifications do you have to be a celebrity like this? Believe it or not, I will ask the media to expose you!"

"You, you!"

Yang Hao's face turned pale with anger. He wanted to slap him, but when he heard that he was about to find the media to expose him, he didn't dare to do it at will.

I am an artist now and will soon be packaged as an idol and debuted. I must not be affected by negative influence.

"Okay, you're ruthless, let's take a look!"

Yang Haobo made a harsh statement, looked at Xu Yang viciously, and then ran out of the classroom with his followers.

Xu Yang snorted, "Little Do you want to fight me, but it's not certain who can walk around."

"Paipa."

Suddenly, more than 60 students began to applaud him, and a male student said excitedly: "You did something we dare not do, it's too satisfying. That kid should be beaten."

A group of people clapped and shouted quickly.

Xu Yang coughed, and he didn't expect that his impulse would receive the support of so many students.
To be continued...