Galactic Garbage Station

“My God, 10 million, Brother Su Qian is so generous, our school is rich. ”

“We used to have so few scholarships in school, we should have a lot more now. ”

“Starting today, I want to be angry and fight for the scholarship. ”

Teachers and students have moved. Zhu Jianhua, Peng Ming, Lu Qingya and Yang Wei were a few people, but they were just a little surprised, and then faded away. Although there were more than 10 million, for Su Xin, sincerity was nothing, nothing surprising.

Yang Wei also picked up the camera to capture news material. Although she mainly came to see the centennial celebration of her alma mater instead of working as a journalist, she couldn't help itching, while collecting materials to get the news.

“Your kids are so brilliant.” Su Zhenyue and the teacher next to Ye Qin couldn't help but admire. Su Zhenyue and Ye Qin smiled modestly. In fact, they couldn't help but admire their hearts. How long ago, their son graduated from college, and now he is so successful, like a dream.

And of course, in addition to money, there are some things that make them feel like they're dreaming, things that are amazing. For example, eating hot meat, fish, drinking refreshing tea, such as small, smooth rubble all over their body... they feel like they are getting younger and younger, they used to have some white hair on their head, now all black oil is bright, the wrinkles in the corners of their eyes are almost gone, their eyes are getting more and more divine, the pace is getting lighter and lighter, many people around them often ask how to maintain them, they look only thirty years old.

They knocked on the side and asked Su Qian several times, but Su Qian didn't say anything, so they didn't ask. They believed Su Qian and said everything to them was for their own good. It's just a hidden feeling that Su Jun may have had some strange encounters, such as the legendary help of a tall person. Although it sounds a little subtle, it's the only way to explain it.

“10 million...” There are old classmates next to him, but they can't help but swallow water. I wonder if Su Xiao doesn't feel meat pain. If you don't donate this million to the school, donate a little to yourself, it would be great.

“Su Qian's realm is long out of step with us.” A classmate lamented that, in his view, it was silly to donate too much money, even at home school. But is Su Jun stupid? Think carefully about how much money they have. Do you care about this 10 million? At that level, people's eyes, the world they see, they simply can't see.

“Ten million, why don't you go to heaven.” Jia Zhengning, Yang Tong and Liu Yong couldn't help biting their teeth. Jia Zhengning is truly remarkable, with hundreds of millions of assets, but much less liquidity in his hands. If you're willing to donate at random, that's even less, so just donate a million, don't say donate, even if you pay for a car, it will hurt meat.

Yang Wei and other reporters have not come to the news, and students have taken videos with their mobile phones and sent them online. If it was just a junior high school news story, it would be 10 million gimmicks, with limited attention, but with Su Ying, the influence would be much greater. Su Zheng's fans were quickly struck. The poster bar and forum spread, attracting more attention from online users.

“I go, 10 million just smash it out, for a reputation, is it worth it? ”

“If it were me, I wouldn't donate so much. ”

“Don't compare yourselves to Brother Bo, Brother Bo is a gift madman. Think about the gifts Brother Bo gave you before. What is 10 million? ”

“It also sounds a lot like 10 million, but compared to the many gifts Su Xin has given, it can be weak, many more than tens, tens of millions, even billions, some still billions. ”

“Ten million may just be like pulling a root hair for Brother Tong. ”

Su Jing's fans couldn't help but brag.

Instead of thinking about it, it gave some blacks and found an attack vulnerability.

“Being so rich, gifts were given to hundreds of millions, and they were donated to the alma mater, but only to the district of 10 million. ”

“That is, it is hypocritical, throw 10 million at any time, want to be glorified with him. ”

“If I had that kind of money, I'd at least donate hundreds of millions. ”

All I can say is, blacks really have an excuse to attack. However, Su Zheng's fans have not yet fought back. These blacks were besieged by Zhongyun Yi Junior High School Student Forum. The number of students is limited, but more than 3,000 Yuechang Ko Wu, more than 3,000 students united, and the fighting power is exaggerated. Many of Blackie's remarks were transferred to the school forum several times.

Then Su Xin's fans joined the fight. Even the students of Zhongyun Yichong are on Su's side. This can be done. Which one of you outsiders are you? So the Blacks soon lost the festival.

On the side of Zhongyun Yi Junior High School Square, the host continues to publish the list of donations. The second place was a senior who had graduated for many years and was now almost forty years old, and he had donated three million dollars, but he didn't come. The third place is Jia Zhengning, which makes Jia Zhengning even more depressed. If he doesn't become the first, the second one is actually occupied.

By the end of the donation list, the sky was dark.

Next up is the party time, the students are even more excited, and Su Xin's fans who came from nearby are also excited. Su Xin performed live, this is rarely seen.

The first show, a sophomore girl's song show, is naturally not comparable to singing stars, but the singing is good, the key is that people are young and beautiful, making many men look very excited.

The next show, there are voices, small items, street dancing... are all students free time, rehearsal shows, because they are not professional and have limited time, so the level is very average, it's just a lively show to watch.

Half an hour later, after many programs, the host said: “The next program, it's amazing. This program is organized by Mr. Su Xiansu. The name of the program, please allow me to sell it first, wait until everyone watches it. ”

When the voice dropped, the whole scene remembered a warm cheer, and the atmosphere suddenly rose a lot. Meanwhile, in the simple backstage, Huo Feiyun, Ji Xiaoting, Cai Wufeng and others have come in accordance with Su Xiaofeng's requirements, attracting the attention of many students who are going to perform.

“Who are these people? ”

“I don't know, there are a few fiends with good looks, let's stay away from them. ”

“Isn't that Wu Long? I heard he's a famous gangster in the neighborhood. Why is he here? Do you want to make trouble? ”

“Looking at the uniform costumes they're wearing, they're supposed to be performing, right? ”

“You idiot, do you think that kind of gangster will come to our school to perform, I hope he just came to see, don't make a scene. ”

“Your turn.” At this time, someone on the stage waved to Huo Feiyun, Wu Long and others. They quickly came to the stage. Many students looked at the silly eyes. Wu Long and they really came to perform. What are they going to perform?