I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 525 Literal Meaning
Nanyue Province is mountainous, with countless high and low hills connected to each other.

A county road that should have been newly repaired, not wide but quite flat, winds through the mountains and villages.

Next to a small playground at the foot of the mountain, childish and excited singing came from two bungalows.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,

How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,

Like a diamond in the sky…”

Jiang Guyan held a guitar and taught the children below to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star with a smile on her face.

It’s the English version.

Two assistants and a photographer were there taking photos and videos.

“Good~very perfect~”

Jiang Guyan smiled slightly and clapped his hands. The singing stopped and faint sounds of conversation could be heard outside the window.

Jiang Guyan glanced out the window and saw Xiao Meng, the village cadre who had just arrived last year, and Lan Guangcheng, the village chief, chatting with a tall man who looked to be in his twenties outside the window.

Seeing the man's back, Jiang Guyan's expression couldn't help but look a little unnatural.

"The roads are much better now. After getting off the highway, you can reach the township by driving on the national highway for more than 20 kilometers. However, the five-kilometer winding mountain road from the township to the village is not easy to drive on."

"In fact, the conditions in our Changdong Village are pretty good. Although these five kilometers are all gravel roads, at least they are passable. The traffic is much better than that in Nongtou, Niudong, and Shangniu, which are too far from the county road..."

Before Xiao Meng, a village official who just graduated last year, could finish his words, Lan Guangcheng, the village chief clerk next to him, coughed and glared at him: "Assistant Meng, Mr. Fang has been walking for the whole morning, he must be thirsty, let's go to the school to get some water."

Xiao Meng immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He responded awkwardly, touched his nose, and ran to the kitchen next to the classroom to get some water.

He is the village official of Changdong Village, not from any other village. Finally, a kind-hearted donor came and wanted to help build the road, but he said that the conditions in other villages were worse. What should he do if the donor went to a worse place to donate his love?
While fetching water, Xiao Meng secretly tiptoed to take a look into the classroom, and happened to see Jiang Guyan looking over.

When Xiao Meng saw that handsome and artistic face, his heart started pounding.

She is indeed a female star, so beautiful!
"Mr. Fang, this is Changdong Primary School. Primary school students from five nearby villages go to school here. Many students have to walk two hours on the mountain road to go to school."

Lan Guangcheng had a simple smile on his face and spoke with a thick accent: "Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer children in many villages. The schools in other villages have all disappeared. There is only one primary school left in Changdong nearby. All children have to go to the township or town to attend middle school."

"If these five kilometers are built into an asphalt road, it will be more convenient for the children to go to school."

Fang Yu nodded without comment.

In his opinion, in modern society, if such a village has no special products or tourism resources, the only option is to move inland.

Even if they don't migrate inland, they will still slowly die out. This is an objective law and there is nothing that can be done about it.

We came here to repair the road just to try and see if we can restore the camp as soon as possible.

"By the way, the big star Jiang...ah, Teacher Jiang, have you finished your class?"

Seeing the indifferent expression of the boss "surnamed Wang", Lan Guangcheng's eyes flashed slightly. He had just said half of his words when he saw the door of the middle classroom opened. Jiang Guyan and the photographer walked out while watching the film they had taken.

Jiang Guyan is known for her temperament, and she is not the kind of beauty that appears gorgeous at first sight.

But this is for the entertainment industry.

Such a female star, appearing in a small mountain village in South Vietnam, compared with the people around her, is like a flamingo among a flock of native chickens, and is particularly eye-catching.

A dozen children who had finished their classes came to the small playground to play, and looked at Fang Yu and his group curiously from afar.

These children, who appear to be of the same grade, are of different ages. The oldest ones seem to be almost ten years old, while the youngest are only six or seven years old.

But these are the children from five villages? Only about twenty in total? Isn't that too few?
Although it is certain that some children have followed their parents into the city, it is estimated that there is still a considerable proportion of children who are out of school, which is why there are so few students.

"Teacher Jiang, it's not easy for a big star like you to come here to teach every year and bring so many things every time you come."

"Teacher Jiang is leaving today, right?"

"Yes, Master Lan, I feel relieved to see that the children are doing so well. By the way, I will be back this afternoon and will take a flight to Yongzhou early tomorrow morning."

"I have caused you a lot of trouble every time. I hope you will take more care of me in the future."

Jiang Guyan said to Lan Guangcheng with a smile and glanced at Fang Yu unnoticeably.

Lan Guangcheng smiled like a chrysanthemum, and rubbed his hands on both sides of his pants a little awkwardly: "Of course, of course. It's no trouble. We all have to thank you. If you hadn't come to teach, no one would know about us..."

After saying that, Lan Guangcheng slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly realized something: "Look at my memory. Oh, Teacher Jiang, this is Mr. Fang who sponsored us to repair the road at the entrance of the village. Mr. Fang, this is Teacher Jiang. She's a big star. Do you know her?"

Sponsor road repairs? I haven't formally agreed to that yet.

Fang Yu heard Lan Guangcheng's little thoughts and sneered in his heart.

Forget it, I was just doing an experiment. It’s just a five-kilometer asphalt mountain road. It’s not worth worrying about.

Moreover, the reason why he chose to build the road in Changdong Village was because Lan Guangcheng had the most "kind" stance among all the village party secretaries nearby, and he would not have any bad intentions with the money for road construction.

As for the other villages and towns...well, I won’t talk about them.

Although I am not afraid of this kind of thing, it is still troublesome.

With Lan Guangcheng's introduction, Jiang Guyan's eyes sparkled, and he extended his hand generously, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Hello, Mr. Fang, thank you for your kindness, I am Jiang Guyan."

She really didn't know who Fang Yu was. To be precise, she was not among the people who "could" know Fang Yu.

Although he had experienced an unprecedented "near-death, horrible feeling like the waves, lifelong shame, and unreserved surrender" yesterday, the other party was obviously just a rich second-generation who wanted to show his love on a whim, and was not born to be from the same world as him.

Of course, in this case, she didn't want to keep the person, she just wanted to keep the fragment.

Yesterday's entanglement in the mountain mist was like a Tsangyang Gyatso-style encounter.

It's like occasionally opening a hardcover poetry collection and suddenly seeing a handwritten letter tucked inside.

She drank some locally brewed rice wine by the village bonfire last night.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol. Without knowing who the other person was, they looked at each other from across the road. Just one look from him was enough to make her unable to suppress her inner impulse, and she had an unforgettable experience with this young man.

It's not that I'm brave, I just feel that -

The world is so big, how can someone contradict me like this?
Not much to begin with.

He was very quiet and very hard.

He said he came to repair the road.

I am the way.

Well, the above paragraph can be written into a modern poem and posted on Weibo.

Isn’t this better than what the second generation of some author wrote?

Of course, the main reason why I pretended not to have seen him was that there was an assistant sent by my boyfriend on this trip.

Don't show your secrets.

The cake won’t sell for a high price if the filling is exposed.

Fang Yu also smiled and shook Jiang Guyan's fingertips lightly.

Seeing that Fang Yu's expression was more normal than his own, Jiang Guyan first secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt a little unhappy for some reason.

"Mr. Fang, you can see that the playground for children is too simple. It's all dirt. After the rain, the ground is all muddy and too slippery to play. Can you build a playground for the children while you're repairing the road?"

Jiang Guyan said calmly with a smile on his face.

Fang Yu looked around. It was just a small playground of less than 200 square meters. He stomped his feet, and the dust on the ground flew up.

"Well, it's quite slippery when wet. Since Teacher Jiang has spoken, what else can we do?"

Fang Yu nodded with a smile and waved to the children coming out of the classroom.

It’s just building a small playground, no big deal.

Hearing Fang Yu's words, Jiang Guyan thought of what happened last night and a blush appeared on her face.

Almost slipped again.

Jiang Guyan's eyes moved and met Fang Yu's.

This is really slippery.

Fang Yu didn't take such collusion seriously at all. He had already had a lot of experience before becoming an arcane mage.

Did Jiang Guyan stab Liu Feifei in the back? A habitual mistress?

So what? Does good character affect whether you are happy or not?
He always shows his obsession with so-called "good girls" and his contempt for "bad women" and "green tea girls", which more or less shows that he has not completely gotten rid of his enchantment of the opposite sex.

In essence, it is still a latent moral illusion about the opposite sex.

You're not looking for a wife, why should you care about someone's character?
Jiang Guyan really likes to pretend to be artistic. To be more precise, she really "yearns" for art in her heart.

Although she can't escape fame and fortune, she hopes that others will think that she is different from those "slutty bitches" who focus on fame and fortune, and she really hopes to gain recognition from others for her "literary" label. Therefore, Jiang Guyan is nothing more than a green tea and a bit hypocritical. At most, she is a cultural worker who is uneducated but pretends to be cultured, and her character is not necessarily that bad.

If you really look at the camp, after all, they have done so much charity and have been teaching in a serious manner for so many years. Although they only stay for a week every year, it is rare among celebrities.

Maybe their moral standards are higher than 80% of people, and they are even on the good side.

Thinking of this, Fang Yu casually threw an identification spell to Jiang Guyan.

As expected... well, it's not the good camp, it's chaotic neutral with a bias towards good.

That's not bad. In the entertainment industry, there are not many neutral people. Even Da Mimi is evil.

Jiang Guyan's degree of closeness to kindness is similar to that of Liu Feifei, basically on the borderline between chaotic neutrality and kindness.

Jiang Guyan's charity work is a bit of a failure, otherwise how could he not even be in the good camp?

Huh?and many more!

As soon as Fang Yu finished speaking, he saw that Jiang Guyan's camp's stance changed instantly.

How come Jiang Guyan's camp suddenly jumped from chaotic neutral to chaotic good?

what's the situation?
Fang Yu widened his eyes and couldn't help but look Jiang Guyan up and down.

Although the camp shift was small, if Jiang Guyan's position was not exactly at the critical value, it might not have been noticed at all.

But it has definitely shifted towards kindness!
How is this going?

Wait, could it be...

I just agreed to build the playground, so Jiang Guyan’s position has shifted?

Then why didn't your position change?
I can't say that I did a good thing and it's all thanks to this woman, right?

How is this faction determined?

Jiang Guyan felt his whole body go numb when he was looked at by Fang Yu, and he twisted his body unnaturally.

"Mr. Fang, would you like to drink some water first?"

Secretary Xiao Meng came back with a glass of water, looked at Fang Yu on the left, Jiang Guyan on the right, and said hesitantly.

"Oh, thank you."

Fang Yu took the glass and took a sip, but his eyes still did not leave Jiang Guyan.

Xiao Meng and Lan Guangcheng were dumbfounded and looked at each other.

Isn't Mr. Fang a little too shameless? He just stares at the female star like that?

"Hey! Mr. Fang, it's almost noon. Let's go back to the village to have a meal and rest for a while?"

Lan Guangcheng was over fifty years old and couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he coughed.

"Okay, let's go back to the village and sign the agreement."

Fang Yu retracted his gaze and said casually.

Lan Guangcheng was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed: "Thank you! Thank you! On behalf of Changdong Village, I would like to thank Mr. Fang for his great help!"

"Secretary Meng, ask Longda if the fragrant pig is ready? Mr. Fang, this fragrant pig is our specialty here, you must try it."

Fang Yu waved his hand and said a few polite words, but all the attention was on himself.

Even though they had agreed to build the road, there was no change in the camp's stance.

It seems that this is not the reason why we just agreed to build the playground.

Come to think of it, kindness should come from the heart, how can it be so utilitarian?

If doing charity means being kind, then the stackers would be saints!
But this doesn't make sense. If it was a judgment based on my heart, there is no way a good person like me who is born kind would change my stance and not change back.

Fang Yu stroked his chin and pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the reason.

Since there must be out-of-school children here, why not try sponsoring a few of them yourself?
"Teacher Xiao Jiang, I really appreciate you for all these years. You will be leaving this afternoon, so please give us a chance to see you off."

Lan Guangcheng smiled and said sincerely.

Faced with Lan Guangcheng's invitation, Jiang Guyan hesitated slightly, glanced at the team members who followed him, and then nodded generously.

Huo Ma Xiang is the only restaurant in the village. It is mainly used to entertain villagers and occasionally receives tourists.

Lan Guangcheng opened two tables. There were five or six village officials, plus a few people from Fang Yu and Jiang Guyan's team. The small restaurant was packed.

The people of Zhishan are tough and their drinking habits are equally generous. As soon as you enter the door, you will be served three bowls of "gate-blocking wine".

Fang Yu didn't care, it was okay to drink as much as he wanted. But Jiang Guyan drank three bowls of wine and soon his face turned red, and it was obvious that he was sweating.

After three rounds of drinks, Fang Yu found out that Jiang Guyan had actually set up a one million student aid fund in the Agricultural Bank of China in Zhishan County three years ago, and the annual interest was specifically used to support out-of-school children.

Moreover, Da Zhou now has its own policy of providing subsidies for poor children. No matter how poor they are, as long as they want to go to school, they can go.

Of those who drop out of school, 80% are because their families think that going to school is useless and will cause a loss of labor force, and they would never let them go.

According to Jiang Guyan, she has sponsored more than a dozen students in the past few years, and 80% of their parents stopped their children from attending school within a month after receiving the money.

Jiang Guyan, who was drunk, became more and more angry as he spoke. Xiao Meng was also a little indignant. Lan Guangcheng and other local officials could not help but look embarrassed.

"I offer this bowl to Teacher Xiao Jiang."

Lan Guangcheng laughed and raised his bowl: "There is a saying, help in emergencies but not in poverty. In fact, the awareness of the village has improved a lot in recent years. Villagers who don't let their children go to school are looked down upon."

"Everything has a process. We have to thank Teacher Xiao Jiang for this. Teacher Xiao Jiang is a big star. Every time she comes, our children can gain a lot of knowledge in music, art, sports, and of course, radio stations and photography. With the increase of knowledge, awareness has also been raised."

"I offer a bowl to Teacher Xiao Jiang!"

After hearing what Lan Guangcheng said, Jiang Guyan couldn't help but feel very happy.

Fang Yu almost spit out the wine he had just drunk.

No wonder you haven’t even entered the good camp after all these years of providing financial assistance!

Look at this thing you teach.

Forget about music, art, and sports, but what about radio stations and photography?
Most of these children are left-behind children and have never seen a camera before. How do you teach them photography?

Does it work for them?

What they need is to complete the nine-year compulsory education! It is to improve the level of basic education and give all the children who want to study a chance to pass the exams!
You teach them radio and photography? Is there any use for that other than showing off your superiority?
It is indeed the self-touching feeling of a female intellectual.

The scholarship fund is a real thing, but it sounds like it hasn’t really helped many children in the past few years, and instead people have been defrauded of tens of thousands of dollars.

So I've been busy for seven or eight years, and it's all for nothing?
Your situation is a bit like that of the "hypocritical wizard" Moliere whom I saw in the fall of the Tethyr Empire.

Moliere was a court wizard during the Tethyr Empire. He thought he had done good things all his life and that all citizens of the Tethyr Empire would revere him, so he called himself the "Supreme Wizard."

Because of his status, everyone would sing his praises in front of him.

One day, Moliere suddenly had the urge to dress up as a mortal to show off, and experience the scene of mortals crying and getting excited after discovering that he was the "Master of Goodness".

On the first day, he walked into a pub full of confidence.

As a result, before he even finished his glass of beer, he was so angry that his magic power went out of control because of the people who pointed at his photo and laughed at him loudly, calling him a "hypocritical wizard", "stupid Moliere", "a fool who mastered magic", and "the best Moliere is the Moliere who doesn't use his brain".

As a result, half of the city was eroded by his magic and turned into a historical shadow.

Of course, he himself was wanted by the Court Mage Corps, completely corrupted, and took refuge in the Shadow Plane.

It is said that not long after arriving in the shadow plane, he was killed by the "Lord of Shadow".

I don’t know if the Lord of Shadows can’t stand his “uselessness” either.

In fact, he hadn't made any big mistakes before, it's just that everything he did was of little use.

It can be called a work of art from another world.

It's not quite accurate to say hypocritical. Thari in the common language doesn't completely mean kindness, but...

Thinking of this, a flash of lightning suddenly struck Fang Yu's mind.

and many more!

Useless?
Thari?

I see……

That's it!

The answer is literally there!
(End of this chapter)