Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 632 Should we check the classroom surveillance footage?
It was Liang Jingfeng and Finger, with Liu Wangchun behind them.

Liang Jingfeng was carrying a large paper bag, and Liu Wangchun was also carrying a paper bag, but her bag was smaller than Liang Jingfeng's, and she looked like a thief, as if she was there to steal money.

They were taken aback as soon as they entered the room, clearly surprised that there were people in the classroom. However, when they saw that it was Lu Yuanqiu and his two companions, they smiled knowingly.

"You're here so early, did you also get a big one?" Liang Jingfeng asked curiously.

Lu Yuanqiu and Zheng Yifeng shook their heads blankly, while only Bai Qingxia hesitated before answering, "...I donated 30,000."

Liu Wangchun's eyes widened in surprise: "Xiaxia, it's not easy for you to save money, why are you donating so much? You can leave this to us."

Liang Jingfeng nodded: "Yes, we don't lack money."

Bai Qingxia smiled and shook her head: "It's okay, we can still earn..." After she finished speaking, it was as if she suddenly remembered some past memories, and her eyes became somewhat unfocused for a moment.

"I really don't want my friend to be unable to get treatment for leukemia because of lack of money..."

Liu Wangchun felt a pang of pain in her heart and quickly went over. She put the heavy bag aside and opened her arms to hug Bai Qingxia.

Bai Qingxia raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye and gave Liu Wangchun a strong smile.

Lu Yuanqiu tenderly reached out and stroked Bai Qingxia's head. The moment Bai Qingxia looked at Lu Yuanqiu, she suddenly couldn't stop her tears. Most of the time she was very strong, but she would instinctively show her vulnerable side to someone. There is always that one person in the world in whom you don't need to pretend when you are sad.

Lu Yuanqiu knew that Bai Qingxia must have been thinking of her mother.

It's heartbreaking for anyone to feel that such a glamorous woman couldn't afford medical treatment for her illness.

Liu Wangchun patted Bai Qingxia's back and gently comforted her, "So even though I'm not very familiar with Uncle, as long as I know about this, I will definitely do my part. Xiaxia, don't be sad. If you're sad, I'll be sad too."

Liang Jingfeng nodded and waved the paper bag in his hand: "Don't worry, the money we have combined is about the same."

Lu Yuanqiu was genuinely curious, so he walked over and peeked into Liang Jingfeng's large paper bag. Then, he looked up blankly and asked, "Do you really need such a big bag for these 20,000 yuan?"

The guy's paper bag was so big it looked like it could hold a million dollars, but when Lu Yuanqiu peeked inside, there were only two stacks of money.

"Twenty thousand yuan isn't a huge amount, is it? It's equivalent to half a year's salary for an average person. I don't even dare to come when it's crowded," Liang Jingfeng explained, sticking out his neck.

Indeed, Lu Yuanqiu nodded in agreement. For Young Master Liang to bleed 20,000 yuan, it already showed that he had shown great sincerity.

Liang Jingfeng took out the two stacks of money, shook them, and sighed: "Uncle is one of us. If a friend is in trouble, I, Liang Jingfeng, will not stand idly by."

He walked to the donation box and stuffed 20,000 yuan into it.

Fingel followed suit and donated two thousand, which was all the money in his savings account, which he had originally planned to use to buy games.

Lu Yuanqiu had already noticed that Liu Wangchun's bag was full of red banknotes, and he asked Liu Wangchun, "How much did you bring?"

"80."

Her voice wasn't loud, but the other four people in the classroom heard her and turned to look at her.

Zheng Yifeng slightly raised his eyes.

“Uh…” Lu Yuanqiu raised his hand to cover his mouth and leaned against the wall next to him, not intending to speak.

With a doting father who's like an ATM for his daughter, Lu Yuanqiu felt that Liu Chengye would grant Liu Wangchun's every wish, even if she wanted the stars in the sky.

Liu Wangchun walked to the donation box and stuffed the bag of money in eighty times before it was full. She turned around and said to the others, "It's not a problem as long as it's something that requires money."

The first class ended. Buck-toothed Qiang and Ding Wanjun walked into the classroom.

"I spoke with the school leaders and asked them to put a few more donation boxes at the entrance of the cafeteria. I want to see how these boxes are made."

As soon as Bucktooth Qiang picked up the donation box in the classroom, it suddenly felt heavy in his arms, and he almost fell forward.

Lu Yuanqiu, Bai Qingxia, and the others sat at their desks, their gazes silently drifting in that direction.

"Is this...a prank?! What did they put in there?" Bucktooth Qiang raised his head and asked seriously.

He could imagine that everyone was very enthusiastic about donating, and the box would have some weight, but the obvious weight in his arms was like a pile of bricks in the box, weighing at least twenty pounds. He simply couldn't believe that this was the weight that money should have.

No one answered, so he moved the cardboard box back onto the table, ready to open it and see what was going on.

As a result, during the moving process, the tape at the bottom of the box suddenly came loose, and stacks of red banknotes fell out of the box like a waterfall, covering the ground. The buck-toothed Qiang was so frightened that he jumped back a step, hugged the cardboard box, raised his head, and stared with his eyes wide like copper bells.

The entire classroom was completely silent. The Taoist priest, unaware of what had happened that morning, stared wide-eyed at the ground.

Zhong Jincheng stared at the red stains on the ground and swallowed hard.

Bucktooth Qiang and Ding Wanjun exchanged a glance, then looked at the students in the classroom, their eyes filled with disbelief: "What...what's going on?!"

Seeing that no one responded, Bucktooth smacked his lips, quickly squatted down, and said urgently to Ding Wanjun, "Count, count, see how many there are!"

The two squatted down and began counting the money. Almost everyone in the classroom curiously gathered around to look, but no one dared to get close. This was an amount of cash that most of them had never seen in their entire lives.

Lu Yuanqiu turned around and saw Liang Jingfeng sitting in his seat, his chin held high, like a behind-the-scenes boss.

"1083555."

Bucktooth Qiang and Ding Wanjun tallied the numbers and announced them together.

Ding Wanjun suddenly looked up: "Should we check the classroom surveillance footage?"

Buck-toothed Qiang was hesitantly nodding when Liang Jingfeng suddenly shouted, "Teacher, since the people who donated money don't want anyone to know, why are you exposing us... ugh, exposing them?"

Everyone turned to look at Liang Jingfeng.

Oh no, I almost let it slip and exposed myself... Liang Jingfeng covered his mouth slightly and put his other trembling hand under the table.

He frowned and said seriously, "Now that you have enough money for the medical expenses, use it quickly. It doesn't matter who donated it; saving lives is the priority!"

"Yes!" Bucktooth Qiang nodded quickly.

"All donations here will be used for Zhang Wenjun's current treatment. Please supervise this process!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia turned to look at each other, both wearing faint smiles.

Lu Yuanqiu suddenly thought of some superheroes who wore masks when doing good deeds. When Lu Yuanqiu was a child, he was very curious about how they were motivated to keep doing good deeds since their identities were never known.

Looking at Liang Jingfeng today, it seems like everything he said makes sense.

Even someone as pretentious as Liang Shao is making the purest effort to save people from danger this time. How much more so those who are already "superheroes"?

(End of this chapter)