At that time, three luxury buses drove into Dangshan County No. 1 Middle School in the quiet morning light.

The car door opened and a group of stylishly dressed men and women walked down from the luxury bus.

Whether these people dress or move, they form a sharp contrast with the dilapidated school buildings with a strong rural atmosphere around them.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a black leather jacket and beret in the crowd couldn't wait to look around as soon as he got off the car.

His wise and profound eyes looked at the children on campus who stopped and watched.

But when the eyes of both sides occasionally meet, the children lowered their heads and dodged without exception.

The little beasts that seemed to be curled up in the dark corners all year round had already inexplicably resisted the sun.

The middle-aged man sighed, and his heart seemed to be rubbed hard.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's eyes were frozen not far away.

I saw a young woman in her early twenties smiling and nodding.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide in surprise and even suspected that he had hallucinations.

Because the girl in front of her is a beautiful girl born with a golden spoon in the capital.

At this moment, she was wearing a simple street stall.

However, the noble temperament exudes from the inside out is innate.

"Mr. Lin..."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, and it took a while before these two words popped out from his teeth.

"Editor Ye, welcome."

Lin Han and Wan'er smiled.

This middle-aged man is Editor-in-Chief Ye, who is well-known in the press circles in Yanjing and even across the country.

Ye Fengchun.

Xu Zhiyuan called Ye Fengchun by phone and asked the other party to help contact reporters from Huaxin News Agency and National Daily.

But when Ye Fengchun heard that he could interview the mysterious boss of Jianglin Group.

The professional enthusiasm of being a senior journalist was immediately ignited.

Put down all the tedious work at hand and rushed over.

And it was the sudden arrival of the heavyweight figure Ye Fengchun.

This made the relevant departments in the entire Anhui Province smell a different "danger".

"Mr. Lin... isn't that guy here?"

A faint regret flashed in Ye Fengchun's eyes.

During this period, he tried his best to interview the mysterious boss of Jianglin Group.

But the other party is like setting up the top "firewall" for himself.

It doesn't give the news media any chance to interview.

The outside world even knows nothing about the age and appearance of this mysterious boss.

"Please do this."

Lin Han signaled softly, then turned around and walked towards the playground behind the school building.

Ye Fengchun immediately understood and followed.

"Editor Ye, where are you going?"

At this time, a young female reporter in the reporter team stood up curiously and asked.

"I'll take a walk around the school, and when I get here, everyone will move freely."

Ye Fengchun responded and walked away calmly.

The young female reporter looked at the other party's back as she left thoughtfully.

Ye Fengchun walked on the barren and dilapidated campus.

The white sneakers on their feet were covered with a thick layer of loess without realizing it.

When he was young, he used to be a war correspondent and personally experienced the cruelty of war and the fragility of life.

He also put on makeup and played a "mentally disabled" person and went to the dark "black brick kiln" alone.

When facing death, Ye Fengchun never wavered at all.

But now I look at the crumbling sound of reading from the school building that has become a dilapidated house in front of me.

Ye Fengchun's heart was suffering from unprecedented torture and torture.

"No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, no matter how hard you are, you can't be hard in children..."

Ye Fengchun muttered this sentence, and stars shone faintly in the depths of his eyes.

Before he knew it, he had already followed Lin Han to the playground.

It is said that the playground area is only more than one hundred square meters.

The ground on the playground is even more bumpy and terrible.

Not to mention the plastic track, there is not even the most basic cement-hardened ground.

Ye Fengchun looked over and saw a huge basketball stand standing suddenly in the middle of the playground.

At this moment, the playground was dusty, and more than a dozen boys were laughing and playing around a young man.

The young man skillfully carried the basketball and kept communicating with the boys.

From the perspective of ordinary people, this young man is mostly a physical education teacher in the school.

Because the other party seemed to have been with the boys for a long time.

The harmony and tacit understanding between each other have obviously experienced the experience of time and emotion.

But as a senior reporter, Ye Fengchun had long noticed some "details" that ordinary people could not capture.

The handsome appearance of the man is naturally incompatible with the image of a teacher in a remote mountainous area.

The calm and composed temperament that the other party exudes from the inside out makes people feel awe.

"Does it mean..."

A bold idea suddenly appeared deep in Ye Fengchun's heart.

But such speculation is really incredible.

Just as he was hesitating, Lin Han had already walked up to the young man and smiled and said hello, "Brother Chen, Editor-in-Chief Ye is here."

As soon as the words were finished, the young man turned around and passed by.

He passed the basketball in his hand to a black and thin boy next to the basket.

After receiving the basketball, the boy pursed his lips and jumped up with force.

Use a slightly clumsy jump shot to steadily send the basketball into the basket.

This series of actions made Ye Fengchun, who was standing beside him, stunned.

Because the thin black boy was only in his early 170s at most.

But when you jump up and shoot, your hands are almost flush with the basket.

This innate physical talent is definitely one of the best among the peers!

"Xiaotian, you guys have fun first."

Chen Jianghe gave a thumbs up at the thin black boy to show his approval.

Then he turned around and walked towards Ye Fengchun who was beside him with a smile.

"Hello, Editor-in-Chief Ye, I have long admired Daming."

Chen Jianghe looked at the legendary senior news reporter in front of him with a smile.

Involuntarily express sincere admiration.

Originally, he was not prepared to meet these news media reporters.

But when I learned that Editor-in-Chief Ye actually led the team to come in person.

Chen Jianghe also felt a sense of mutual appreciation in his heart.

Ye Fengchun was stunned for a moment, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"You are Mr. Chen of Jianglin Group..."

Ye Fengchun has also interviewed some important figures.

But the strange temperament that the man in front of him possessed was unprecedented.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was a little timid.

This is a dilemma that he has never experienced in his ten years of interviewing a journalist.

"Editor Ye, you can just call me Jianghe."

Chen Jianghe smiled faintly, raised his right hand slightly and then found that his palm was rubbing with soil.

Under the irrigation of sweat, it condensed into a thick layer of mud.

But before Chen Jianghe took his hand back, Ye Fengchun had already stretched out his right hand and held it tightly with him.

"Mr. Chen, it is only appropriate to use the four words "Da Ming" for a long time!"
Chapter completed!