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Chapter 118 Yang Luo, You Are a Big Liar

Principal Luo originally wanted to deal with it in a low-key manner, but after Mr. Liu made such a fuss, I'm afraid he couldn't keep a low profile.

When the students in the class saw Principal Luo and a row of people carrying cameras standing at the door, they all shut their mouths and became quiet. Even Zhang Xiao, who was barking his teeth and claws just now, was devastated.

Teacher Liu grabbed Zhang Xiao by the ear and carried him out.

The class was quiet at this time.

"Principal, what should we do now?" Director Guo of the teaching office asked in a low voice in Principal Luo's ear.

Principal Luo stroked his glasses. Since that was the case, he should stop hiding, "Xiao Li, call Yang Luo out."

Teacher Li on the side couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly waved to Yang Luo. Yang Luo was still sitting in his seat, and when he saw Teacher Li waving to him, he froze for a moment, and then walked out.

In the corridor, facing a group of people and the cameras in their hands, Yang Luo was really frightened, and he didn't know what these people were doing.

As the initiator of this event, Liang Haishan walked up to Yang Luo first, sized Yang Luo up and said, "Hi, Yang Luo, I am Liang Haishan, the president of Rongcheng Bank. Recently, our bank is holding a charity fund. Activities, to help some families who need help, and I also know about your family situation. After the decision of the whole bank meeting, we decided to use you as the first helper of the love fund in our bank. We will undertake your next The tuition fees for the past few years, and call on more people in the society to care for your family."

After speaking, a bank staff brought over a huge paper template with the capitalized amount of 5000 yuan written on it.

Then Liang Haishan and Yang Luo stood together, and Yang Luo looked at everyone with a cute face while holding a paper template in his hand.

At this time, it was the turn of the media reporters, and they all rushed forward to take pictures.

At the behest of the school leaders, the reporter's long guns and short guns finally started.

"Student Yang Luo, do you have anything to say about Rongcheng Bank's love rescue activity?" The questioner was a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses and braces.

Yang Luo was very nervous. There was a group of strangers in front of him, pointing at him with a microphone. This surprised Yang Luo, who usually doesn't talk much, what was he going to say.

Sensing Yang Luo's nervousness, Liang Haishan reminded him in a low voice, "Don't be nervous, just say something casually."

Even if you say something casually, you have to have something to say. In the crowd, Teacher Li suddenly appeared, grinned at Yang Luo, and stretched out a thumb.

Yang Luo immediately found the backbone, thought for a while, and said, "It seems like a pie fell from the sky."

Everyone was taken aback after listening to it, and many of them laughed. A male reporter next to him held up a microphone and asked, "Does the pie you mean can be understood as good luck falling on your head? Incredible."

Yang Luo nodded and said, "Yes, I never thought that anyone would help me. It's not that I'm pessimistic, but society is so realistic. Of course, except our school," Yang Luo looked at Looking at Principal Luo, it was Principal Luo who mobilized the school's donation at the beginning, so Yang Luo thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

Having said that, the camera also pointed to Principal Luo.

"Principal Luo, can you tell us about the school's donations at that time?"

Principal Luo nodded and said: "When I learned about the real situation of Yang Luo's family, I was shocked. In today's society, it is hard to imagine such a family. The mother has no job and is bedridden all year round. The son Going to school during the day and picking up rubbish for a living at night, this kind of life is difficult even for an adult, let alone a 16-year-old child, so I immediately organized a donation.”

"What about Yang Luo's father?" It was the male reporter who asked the question.

Principal Luo shook his head, his face was very serious, "Yang Luo passed away before he was born."

Hearing this, many reporters expressed regret. Before the interview, some reporters had no idea who Yang Luo was, let alone his family background, so after hearing what the principal said, they were also touched. That ordinary heart.

At this time, a young female reporter raised a microphone and asked, "What does Yang Luo look like in the eyes of the teachers and students?"

The microphone was put in front of the head teacher, Mr. Liu. Teacher Liu was obviously someone who had never seen a big scene. He was a little cautious, and said, "Well... As Yang Luo's head teacher, I also feel very sympathetic. After all, the main task of the children now is to study, but besides studying, Yang Luo also has to shoulder the burden of the family, so...so..." When he said this, Teacher Liu burst into tears.

The female reporter's eyes also became moist, and she said with a choked voice: "Thank you, teacher, let's listen to Yang Luo in the eyes of the students."

Since the students were all in class at this time, there were no students who could be interviewed.

But Zhang Xiao who was ordered to stand in the corridor suddenly yelled: "Yang Luo is a big liar."

The reporters immediately surrounded the past.

"Student, what did you just say?" asked the female reporter just now,
Zhang Xiao helped his glasses, and a flash of light flashed through them, and Zhang Xiao's whole aura suddenly changed.

"I think Yang Luo is a big liar," Zhang Xiao shouted again.

At this time, the faces of the people around were stunned, and the head teacher, Teacher Liu, hurriedly reminded him in a low voice: "Zhang Xiao, pay attention to the occasion, what do you want to do."

Zhang Xiao tilted his head to look at Teacher Liu, and shouted righteously: "I have to say it if I don't want to. I can't keep everyone in the dark."

Zhang Xiao's words immediately exploded, and the reporters gathered around.

"This classmate, can you explain in detail." A reporter asked.

Zhang Xiao glanced at Yang Luo, and Yang Luo also looked at him. Regarding Zhang Xiao's character, he knew very well that if he guessed correctly, this kid was about to start.

"Ah, Yang Luo, you are a big liar. Every day you shout that you are too tired to study, but every time you help your classmates on duty, you are ahead of the others. You do the most work and clean the most land."

"Ah, Yang Luo, you big liar, in order to save a dollar, you have to walk more than a dozen bus stops on foot, every time you ask if you are tired, you always say you are not tired, but how do you explain the blisters on the soles of your feet? .”

"Ah, Yang Luo, you are a big liar. You always pretended to be okay when you were wronged, but I didn't find out that you were crying while picking up trash at night. Are you going to hide it for the rest of your life? , and..." At this point, Zhang Xiao couldn't cry anymore, and slowly squatted down and covered his headache with his hands and began to cry.

Seeing Zhang Xiao's performance, many people were moved. The female reporter interviewed held the microphone in one hand and covered her mouth with the other, tears streaming down her face.

At this time, a calloused hand reached out to Zhang Xiao's side, raised his head, looked into those clear eyes, Zhang Xiao was pulled up, and hugged Yang Luo tightly.

This scene was captured by many reporters and then posted on the Internet, causing a lot of repercussions.

Looking at the touching scene in front of him, Principal Luo took off his glasses and wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands. Even President Liang was very moved.

After a long time, the female reporter interviewed calmed down and said, "It seems that Yang Luo is very outstanding in everyone's eyes."

"How can you say that it is excellent, it is simply perfect,"

"Flawless"

"Crystal clear..."

Those who were infected by Zhang Xiao's words just now were not only the interviewees in the corridor, but all the students in Class One and Three of Senior High School rushed out and shouted in unison. Seeing the excitement of the students, the reporters couldn't stop snapping Get up, but Principal Luo didn't stop them at this time, the children are innocent, and through their expressions, we can see what Yang Luo's position in their hearts is.

In the morning, the reporters interviewed were basically the same. A reporter who had been arranged in advance held a microphone and squeezed over to ask: "Yang Luo, I have heard so much just now, I still have a question."

Yang Luo turned his head, and just about to speak, he saw Wang Zhi blinking constantly, and he nodded, "Speak."

"Do you have a dream?" Wang Zhi asked,
Yang Luo was shocked, and when he heard this topic, the blood in his whole body boiled immediately. He thought of what that stinky stone said yesterday, and when he remembered the insult that guy had insulted him, Yang Luo couldn't help clenching his fists, and repeated every word. Shouted: "I want to play football!!!"

The reporter who was just about to call it a day immediately started to work again, "Yang Luo, can you play football?"

"Yang Luo, why is your dream to play football? Shouldn't you study hard and repay the motherland society?"

Faced with this problem, Mr. Li has the most say.

"Ahem, let me say a few words." Teacher Li squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of Yang Luo, looked at more than a dozen reporters and said seriously: "Hi everyone, I am Yang Luo's physical education teacher. Regarding Yang Luo's dream, I have something to say."

Teacher Li talked about how he discovered Yang Luo and his outstanding performance in the Campus Cup from beginning to end, especially after emphasizing Yang Luo's amazing shooting talent, which greatly aroused the interest of the media reporters.

"You mean, Yang Luo's shot is rare in China? Is there anything to prove it?"

Teacher Li nodded and said: "I guarantee with the personality of a teacher that everything I say is not false. Regarding the data of Yang Luo's goals, the Municipal Sports General Administration should have a record. In addition, there are related videos of Yang Luo's games. I will send it to the mailboxes of all journalists later.”

"In addition," Teacher Li yelled heavily, and everyone paid attention again.

Looking at everyone in front of him, Teacher Li said with a serious expression: "Chinese football has reached the point of life and death. I am here to appeal for this kid. His football talent may save China."

"Wow"

As the words fell, all the reporters were stunned. They didn't know how capable the child in front of them was to make the teacher say such words, and they all started to record them.

At this time, some students shouted suddenly in the corridor.

"Yang Luo, great job, you play the ball very well."

"That's right, Lun shoots the goal. You are the No. 1 football player today, unmatched by anyone."

Yang Luo turned his head abruptly, only to see that the boss Chang Yang, Li Rong, Chen Long, Liu Long, Li Jian and the team members appeared behind him. Seeing their figures, Yang Luo couldn't bear it any longer. Tears flowed down immediately, and then rushed to his teammates...

(End of this chapter)