Chapter 423 Clear yourself up
Li Qingling's teaching project was accidentally photographed by a photographer sponsored by Li Qingtian after three days. He actually came to the local area with a plane ticket to collect photos. But when I saw Li Qingling and her children singing and drawing in the mountains, my soft heart was stunned for a moment.
He used the camera to record this scene and then stepped forward to ask Li Qingling if he could post it on the Internet as his own work. Li Qingling pursed her lips and remained silent for a while.
On the contrary, the children beside him quarreled around the photographer: "Brother, did your camera capture me? Do you really want to put it on the Internet? Can my parents see me?" "
"There's me, there's me, am I in the picture? My parents haven't been back for more than a year, they will definitely come back when they see me!"
Most of the children in the mountains are left-behind children. Their parents go out to work and rarely come back a few times throughout the year. Therefore, these children hope that their parents can see them so they can go home or call home.
"Children can show their faces if they want. I'm just an ordinary person. I don't need to sign, and you don't need to tag me." Li Qingling touched the little head of the child beside her, her eyes were so soft that she looked unpretentious.
The photographer was a little surprised by Li Qingling's calm temperament. You must know that he is also a well-known photographer in the circle, and amateurs are likely to become popular once they go online. But the beautiful beauty in front of me doesn't seem to have this idea? He immediately stood in awe of Li Qingling, whom he had only met once.
The photographer didn't spend a long time collecting photos. Within a day or two, he took pictures of the scenery of the impoverished mountainous area and the lives of the villagers. There were also two or three photos of Li Qingling teaching. He still didn't know Li Qingling's name, but he learned from the villagers and children. I got a kind name from my mouth: "Teacher Xiaoling".
The photos were quickly uploaded online after being collected by photographers, and they were also entered into a photographer's competition. The photo on the cover is of a woman wearing a light gray dress on a high hillside, with her children collecting fallen leaves of various colors for dyeing.
Because Li Qingling said at the time that she didn’t want to be high-profile, her face was slightly blurred. On the contrary, the children’s smiling faces were clear and relaxed. The accompanying text read: I met the elves in the mountains and the loving ones Teacher Xiaoling.
The photographer had good intentions, but the blur brought a hazy sense of beauty and mystery to Li Qingling. Many people began to send private messages asking for addresses in impoverished mountainous areas and wanted to donate materials, and some reporters wanted to interview this soon-to-be-popular person. Teacher Xiao Ling.
The goal has been achieved, and Li Qingling's journey of supporting education can naturally come to an end. However, when Li Qingtian was about to send someone to pick him up, a call came from Li Qingling: "Brother, you are too impatient. I am cultivating myself here. Isn’t it good to devote yourself to charity?”
Li Qingtian was slightly startled when he heard this. Could it be that his silly sister was tired of seeing the prosperous and charming big cities, so she would really fall in love with the beautiful scenery of the remote mountains and rivers?
He looked strange and said nothing, while Li Qingling directly decided on the matter. She didn't really fall in love with this place, but she saw a benefit...
One day, after class, Li Qingling was preparing to walk out of the small bungalow used for teaching.
"Teacher Xiaoling, are you leaving? I heard that you are a very rich young lady. Why do you come to our place to teach?" A child who looked like a skinny monkey ran to Li Qingling's side, curious. to ask.
Li Qingling stretched out her hand and rubbed the child's head, smiling softly: "No, I am very happy getting along with you. I have applied for more teaching support for a week. As for coming here, it is probably to atone for my sins..." The person who asked the question The child nodded in understanding, while Li Qingling's eyes flashed slightly. She had learned about the characters of these children in the past few days. Such questions are not asked spontaneously by children, but by some reporters who are trying to dig out the so-called hot spots or truth, right?
Furthermore, she squatted down while touching the child's head, and she could clearly see a little bit of pastry left at the corner of the child's mouth. It was a good deal to exchange an insignificant problem for a delicious pastry.
In the days that followed, the children would ask about things about Li Qingling from time to time, and Li Qingling's answers and eyes often showed regret.
When netizens accidentally revealed that Teacher Xiaoling was Li Qingling, some people didn't buy it. There was such a huge difference in personality and work style, so it must be a script or a show.
However, the photographer was a freelance photographer, and the children's innocent eyes and words were not deceptive. Public opinion began to slowly move in the direction Li Qingling hoped for.
"I feel like Teacher Xiao Ling is not that bad. It was just a stereotype before. No one is a sage, so who can have no faults? To put it bluntly, I just had a love brain attack at the time..."
"Sure enough, the situation of the descendants who are far away from men has changed. I support my sister in doing charity work, but I feel that my sister seems to be a little depressed. I need to pay attention to my mental health..."
The improvement in public opinion on the Internet caused Li Qingling's blog to gain a large number of fans. At first, she did not respond to the photos. Later, after her identity was revealed, she would occasionally upload some photos of her teaching days.
The content is either what children want to say to their parents who are migrant workers, or it contains some landscape scenery that is rarely seen in the city. It is full of healing power and Buddhist feeling.
Ji Wan and Fu Wei didn't care how Li Qingling was doing on the Internet. Even if they came across it by chance, they would just swipe their fingers and pass by, but Yang Ying couldn't sit still.
She is now in her second trimester, and her mood is not as stable as it was in the early stages. Thinking of Li Qingling's transformation from being released on medical parole to now, she can't help but feel aggrieved for Fu Bingsheng in prison.
However, the Li family is supported by Mr. Li and taken care of by Li Qingtian, but their family is different. They can only rely on themselves for everything. She does not have great skills, and she cannot impress the connections in the court.
"How can the gap and treatment between people be so big? If your unlucky father had not done stupid things, at least he would have a happy family now..." Yang Ying was raising her baby in the small villa at this moment, and she was surfing the Internet. Li Qingling was always mentioned, which not only failed to provide entertainment and relaxation, but also caused a lot of resentment.
In desperation, she had no choice but to rub her belly and complain softly to her unborn child.
At this time, the doorbell rang outside...
