"Okay, I won't waste everyone's time. Please tell us a few words. Welcome everyone."

Minister Lu was not polite this time, so he took the microphone and saluted the audience.

"Hello everyone. I am very honored to be sent to participate in this party today. I was also very happy to hear Ms. Sun Hongye's words. I was very touched.

Fengcheng Company has developed so well in just a few years. I think it is inseparable from Ms. Sun's ideological realm.

I won’t say anything, I’ll tell you a few sets of data obtained from the survey here.

Fengcheng Company has donated a total of 330 million yuan in total to all aspects of military regions, local governments, social welfare institutions, poor mountain villages, and disaster-stricken areas since 1996 to today.

A total of 297 primary and junior high schools and 14 kindergartens were built.

Some people may say that in the past few years, there have been less than 300 schools, and it doesn’t cost much, right? A school was built in hundreds of thousands.

Yes, I built a school, 300,000 or 500,000 or 600,000 or 700,000 or 700,000 is enough, and the construction is quite good.

But everyone overlooked another problem, that is, transportation. How do children come to school? There must be transportation, roads, and transportation.

There are also school teaching facilities, teaching aids, books, various materials, and the last and most important, teachers.

Who will teach? Bricks and cement can’t speak. I won’t say a teacher’s salary for a year and all the necessary materials consumed. Do you judge how much you want? How many teachers do you need in a school? What about three hundred?

This is not a day or two, but forever.

There are also students’ lunches, books, books, pens, and schoolbags, and there are new students every year.

It’s just that education is a few hundred million, and it will continue every year from now on.

Fengcheng receives hundreds of disabled athletes every year, including treatment, work, life, family, and all aspects of help.

There are also military martyrs and orphans. Do you still need to make detailed calculations?

Many locals here, do you know about Fengcheng's houses? At present, as far as Beijing is concerned, it should be the best house. How much does it cost to sell? If you don't raise prices or store goods, you will be criticized and squeezed by the entire industry.

You can't imagine these.

This is Fengcheng, our partners, our comrades-in-arms. We are proud of you." Minister Lu turned around and gave a standard military salute to Zhang Yanming and Sun Hongye.

Applause rang out from the audience.

The microphone was handed back to Sun Hongye.

"Okay, thanks to Minister Lu for his praise. I find that after saying this, I feel quite good.

So, let’s continue watching the performance. There are many big-name stars waiting to go on stage. I’ll probably scold me later. Thank you everyone, I’m very happy to see you.”

A large group of people stepped down in an orderly manner and returned to their seats, and the performance continued.

Zhang Yanming was stopped on the stage by Zhou Qing with a smile.

"You can't leave."

“Why?”

"I've come here, don't you sing one for everyone? Friends, do you want it?"

"You want~~"

"You see, everyone wants to listen. Didn't you release an album? Sing one casually."

"Uh... the songs on the album are not easy to sing here, I sing them for my children. This year, my son was born, so I wrote a few songs for him and his daughter. Actually, I don't sing well, and you will be disappointed."

"Is it specially sing for children? I haven't heard you say it. It will definitely sound good. You have written so many good songs."

"Well, it was sung by my parents for their children. It was considered as expectations and encouragement for them. We are all children, and we will become parents, and we will grow old one day.

I think the greatest wish of more people should be that children can be healthy, happy and achieve something.”

"Have you ever sang to Xiaoyue and Doudou? Sing it to them in person."

"I sang it, it was just written for them, and my son still can't understand."

"Does it sound good?" Zhou Qing asked the two little babies sitting in the VIP seat in front of the stage with Sun Hongye.

"It sounds nice." Zhang Xiaoyue shouted at the stage like a trumpet, and Doudou also nodded. "Uncle Second is the most powerful."

Zhou Qing looked thoughtful and turned his head to look at Zhang Yanming.

"No, no, no, no, it's really inappropriate, it seems to be taking advantage of the audience." The audience below laughed and gave applause.

This kind of natural and free hosting and casual conversation has not become the mainstream of TV programs and large-scale events at this time, and it is still a serious draft, so the audience in the audience is not annoyed at all, and they all listen with relish.

"Then... sister-in-law, has my brother sang a song for you?" Zhou Qing changed the object.

Sun Hongye shook her head. She turned her arms and pointed them at Sun Hongye. Her appearance appeared on the screen. Everyone saw her shaking her head.

"Shh~~" Neat boo sounded in the field.

"This is too much. Look, the audience in the audience is booing you. You have written so many songs and various styles, but have you never written one or two songs specifically for your sister-in-law?"

"This is really not. You have to pay attention. You are my sister and she is your sister-in-law. You are turning your elbow out. In such an occasion, are you making trouble?"

"It's because she's sister-in-law, she's embarrassed to say that I have to tell her. Isn't she sister-in-law?"

Sun Hongye smiled and raised his hand to compare his thumb, then immediately turned into a little finger and shook at Zhang Yanming, and the venue was filled with joy.

"Actually, it's not that I haven't written it, it's just that I've never sang it to her. This is true. I'm not that good at... expression.

I feel that when people get along with each other, they are loyalty first. Whether it is friends, lovers, husband and wife, whether between men or women, sincerity and loyalty cannot be avoided.

Put your heart in your heart.

I think things are not said but done. In fact, it doesn’t matter how you say it. There are many people who are stingy and have a bad heart. It mainly depends on how a person usually does it.

I think I feel that what I did is pretty good, and it should be able to satisfy my relatives, friends and family. At least I am more satisfied."

Zhou Qing tilted his head and thought for a while, nodded: "I agree more with what you said. It is indeed the truth. I think the audience on site and in front of the TV will agree with you.

However, this cannot be a reason why you don’t sing to your sister-in-law, right? Others don’t sing because they can’t write. It’s understandable. How do you understand this?"

She went around and brought the topic back to the topic. This is really not a joke that was prepared for the manuscript in advance. It was really a temporary thing to say here.

This is also considered that Zhou Qing has confidence in Zhang Yanming. She would never dare to change her partner. If she really couldn't sing the whole show, the effect would be ruined.

The audience started to cheer, applaud, shout and whistle, and there was joy.

"Okay, I... sing a song." Zhang Yanming admitted his mistake. He knew that it would be impossible not to sing today. Anyway, he was preparing to go on stage.

"One song is not possible." Zhou Qing saw through Zhang Yanming's plan: "You must be prepared. In this way, you sing one song for the audience and then sing one for your sister-in-law alone."

"...It's too cruel, right? And you are a bit tricky. No matter how I say you can say I'm prepared."

Zhou Qing pulled out the stand from his back and lit it up to the audience below: "Luckily, I'm prepared."

"Hey, technology, is Yanming's soundtrack ready?"

"So..., yes, do you need to sort it?" The technology behind it couldn't hear the scene or see it on the stage, and thought it was a normal question.

"How many songs have you prepared?" Zhou Qing blinked at the audience below naughtyly, and shook his hands proudly.

“…a song.”

"Please transfer it."

"So~, OK. The first one is the preface."

"Thank you." Zhou Qing put down his hands: "I'm really preparing a song. Then which song do you sing first?"

Zhang Yanming licked his lips and looked at Sun Hongye, who looked expectant and curious in the stands: "I'll sing something that I haven't prepared first, bring me a guitar."
Chapter completed!