"So you are really the founder?" Xiaobing had asked this question for the third time, his expression was still as shocked as he heard it at first. He looked at Tang Yao with his eyes as if he wanted to regain the person in front of him.

Yuan Fund, a charity foundation that has grown rapidly in China, and a foundation that is often mentioned by major charities and official media. There are also big men in the circle who inexplicably organize artists to make various donations. Its operations are completely transparent and cover many aspects of society. Many people say that it is a public welfare organization that the government deliberately supports and grows...

And Tang Yao is actually the founder!

When I suddenly heard this answer, it seemed that many questions were explained. Some people said that Tang Yao had a deep background and it was not groundless, and this background was not helped by a large official and businessman. Those who love to love to return, and those who are blessed will be blessed. Those who can devote most of their income to charity are natural backgrounds.

An artist who can be so purely this way is no wonder he is recognized as a model artist by the state, no wonder he will be supported by official media every time he is big or small, no wonder he will go smoothly after becoming famous, no wonder it will involve a long-planned strong rectification activity...

Tang Yao sniffed the rapeseed flowers in his hand a few years ago, nodded slightly, and smiled and gave the affirmative answer.

The soldier shook his head, sighed with admiration, and gave Tang Yao a thumbs up and said, "I never expected that you are still a hidden philanthropist. Tang Yao, I have to say, you are really a respectable person. I only realized that I still don't know you so much."

"Why didn't you know?"

"Afraid of trouble." Tang Yao replied simply.

The soldier was slightly silent, feeling that he was asking a nonsense. At the same time, he felt a little sad. A donation that Tang Yao participated a long time ago was easily used as an entry point by those who were used to using tricks, guiding countless people on the Internet to attack Tang Yao. But he was obviously so purely trying to bring warmth to people.

This is the network environment.

Good intentions may not necessarily bring good rewards. In an impetuous society, everything is prone to malicious interpretations, even the most sincere charity. When it is made public, good or bad will always be accompanied by many troubles. Those who are used to attacking others will be disheartening.

Fortunately, for Tang Yao, all the bad guys received the punishment they deserve. Now he has also become a "indestructible" body and has become one of the few top artists in China who have no black material and no bad reviews. It can be said that he has received another form of reward, which is also a kind of comfort.

"Indeed, it's good to do things quietly." Xiaobing smiled, shook off the literary youths who were writers in his heart, stroked his hair again, and looked at Tang Yao who seemed to have become taller, "It would be better to learn from Yuan Fund. I have to use you as a role model and learn hard."

Tang Yao felt a little cheap, and wanted to pick and smell any flowers when they met. He had another cherry blossom in his hand, and said with a strong smile to what Xiaobing said, "I'm quite honored. If you do it, maybe I can follow you to teach. To be honest, I'm very curious and yearn for that kind of life."

Xiaobing just thinks this is Tang Yao's joke. Even if an internationally renowned artist has enough control over his behavior, he cannot easily get out of it and devote himself to other things. After all, there are too many factors that are restricted. Perhaps it is almost the same as if he has an experience now.

The two chatted again, and Xiaobing's attitude towards Tang Yao changed slightly. It seemed that there was a kind of uncomfortable admiration.

Behind.

Chen He, Chen Guo and another girl who had joined the team, Xia Yan, speeded up and followed the two big men who were whispering in front.

Xia Yan held the recording camera in her hand and pointed it at the two of them. Chen Guo had become a big guy who was so dark, bared his big white teeth and said with a smile, "Teacher Tang, Brother Xiaobing, let's take a group photo here."

Here is on the hillside, and there are smoke curling in cooking. Looking down, the flowers are blooming and the green plants are decorated with tender green plants. It is a rare beautiful scenery during the donation journey in recent times.

"Okay." Tang Yao and Xiaobing looked at each other with a smile, stopping the topic just now. Under Xia Yan's arrangement, they all stood up and took the whole photo of this time together. After that, Tang Yao, as a photographer, took photos for their team.

Because of the lesson from last time, he didn't want to appear in the video recorded by the team. He followed him and only made a souvenir, and then he did not have one of his photos to be used as promotional materials.

After finishing it, the next time is the time to return.

On the bumpy and tortuous road, Chen He talked about their plans in the future and would go to Tibet, Guangxi and other provinces.

Then we talked about the current situation of Lin Jingyu and the others. With the strong support of various platforms, live broadcast income and other incomes are enough to support the donation plan. Procurement, transportation, research and other links require manpower and financial support.

After listening to this report-style chat, Tang Yao had a general understanding of all the situations. He thought it was quite good.

After the car entered the county town, it was getting late. In this poor small county town, everyone found a small hotel to settle down. There seemed to be a different kind of humanity here. After the young boss recognized them as the donation team, he enthusiastically waived the accommodation fee.

He also took them to have a regular meal at home.

It is really hard for them to refuse this.

"Are you going to fly back to Shangjing tomorrow?" Xiaobing asked before resting.

"Well, you know, I just bought a house there, and a few friends want to go over and have fun."

"Okay, we'll go to your place to have fun too if you have the chance."

“Welcome anytime.”

In this way, on the third day after Tang Yao came out, he flew back to Shangjing. He specially invited Huang Bo, Mushroom House family, Yao Yuan, Zheng Yuanhua, Deyun Club, etc. to visit his new home. As for moving, it is a happy event, and it is also a good time for everyone to gather together. Moreover, a new home always requires some popularity.

Tang Yao's thoughts are quite traditional. He thought that there is no need to be fancy or whistle and make a big fuss. Just have a simple meal at home together. Although it is more troublesome than going to a hotel, it will indeed make him feel comfortable. Then, depending on the situation, and arrange other entertainment activities.
Chapter completed!