Qiu Yingying is reborn and bound to a learning system.

Qiu Yingying spread the newly printed donation plan on the table, her fingertips lightly tracing the number "200 million," feeling a sense of both relief and slight tension in her heart.

This was a decision she made after careful consideration.

It's not a one-time distribution, nor is it a donation to a general foundation; rather, it's a precise allocation.

She's looking for the kind of person who is:

- Excellent academic performance, loves learning

- Living in a town or remote area

- on the verge of dropping out of school due to family reasons

- Most importantly: a girl who has made up her mind to escape her family of origin.

She wouldn't give a single penny to families with older or younger brothers, whose parents favored sons over daughters and would likely use the money to buy houses, get married, or "bring glory" to their sons.

She wanted to ensure that the money belonged only to the girls, that it was the first rope they could use to escape their predicament, and not the cement that would further damage their families.

Qiu Yingying opened the system panel and softly called out, "Duoduo?"

The next second, a soft, adorable little dumpling appeared in the air in front of her, with a tuft of hair on its head, fluttering transparent little wings, and a sweet, childlike voice: "Sister Yingying, I'm here!"

"I'm prepared to donate 200 million yuan to a long-term education assistance project," Qiu Yingying explained her thoughts. "I want to help those little girls in rural towns who are academically gifted and love learning, but are about to drop out of school due to family reasons. The prerequisite is that they must have a strong desire to leave the family that hurts them. If they have older or younger brothers, I want to make sure that the money I give them won't be used by their parents for their sons."

Duoduo tilted her head, listening intently, her little wings hovering in mid-air, her eyes sparkling: "Sister Yingying, your idea is brilliant! You want to truly change their fate, not just give them a brief respite, right?"

"Yes." Qiu Yingying nodded. "I want them to know that they are not just supposed to accept their fate, not born to sacrifice for their brothers. They can also have their own lives."

She paused for a moment, then made her request: "Duoduo, I'd like to ask you for a favor. Could you help me select about twenty girls nationwide who meet the following criteria? They should be between twelve and eighteen years old, come from genuinely impoverished families, be among the top students in their grade, have a clear desire to pursue their education, and—have already made the decision to leave their families."

Duoduo blinked, and its little wings began to flap slowly, as if it were calculating rapidly: "It's possible, but I need some time to compare the data. Also, I can't directly interfere with causality in the real world; I can only help you filter and match within the scope you provide or within publicly available information."

"I understand," Qiu Yingying said. "You can first help me generate a candidate list, including their basic information, family background, current difficulties, and your assessment of their 'willingness to escape.' Then I will decide on the final twenty candidates based on this list."

"Okay!" Duoduo nodded vigorously, flapped her little wings, and said, "I'm going to get busy now, Yingying, wait for my news!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little dumpling turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the system panel.

……

A few days later, a new folder icon popped up on Qiu Yingying's system panel, with the following text:

[Draft Candidate List for "Project Wings"]

She took a deep breath and clicked on it.

The list is long, and each name is accompanied by a detailed document and extensive evaluation.

As she read through each item, her heart clenched with each passing moment.

There was a girl named Lin Wanqiu, fifteen years old, an only child, and always at the top of her class. Her mother had leukemia, and the family was already heavily in debt from the medical expenses. Her father worked tirelessly on construction sites every day, but they couldn't even afford the money for his next chemotherapy session. In her diary, the girl wrote, "If my mother passes away, I might not be able to make it. But I still want to study, and I want to see the world."

Duo Duo's assessment is: [The family is facing extreme financial difficulties, but the girl herself has a strong desire to pursue her studies and a determination to change her destiny.]

There was another girl named Zhou Nian, fourteen years old, with a younger brother. Her parents worked away from home year-round, leaving her with her uncle. Her aunt constantly mocked her, calling her a "freeloader." Every day after school, she had to do all the housework and secretly read under the covers. She was ranked first in her grade again in the final exams, but was told she didn't need to come back next semester because her parents planned to send her out to work to support her brother's education.

Duo Duo's assessment is: [Having lived as a dependent for a long time, she is extremely disappointed with her family of origin and has a clear desire to escape.]

There was another girl named Chen Yutong, sixteen years old, with excellent grades, but because she was a girl, she was disliked by her parents since childhood. Her family built a new house, but there wasn't a room for her; she always slept in a small corner of the stairwell. Her father said in front of relatives, "What's the use of a girl studying so much? She'll just get married sooner or later." In a letter to her teacher, she wrote, "I don't want to be trapped here for the rest of my life. I want to get out and never come back."

Duo Duo's assessment is: [Her family of origin has a severe preference for sons over daughters, and the girl has a strong desire to escape.]

……

The more Qiu Yingying looked at it, the more heartbroken she became, but also the more determined she became.

Based on Duo Duo's assessment and her own judgment, she ultimately selected twenty girls from the list.

Then, she made a decision:

One hundred thousand yuan per person.

Instead of transferring the entire sum to the parents' account at once, it was—

- A portion of the money was deposited directly into the school's or her own bank account as tuition and living expenses.

- A portion is held as a "safety fund," temporarily managed by the system, and will be released after she reaches adulthood or meets certain conditions.

- An agreement is attached: This money is solely for the girl's education and living expenses. If it is discovered that the money has been misappropriated by her parents for their son, the funding will cease immediately, and the right to recover the funds will be reserved.

She sent the plan to Duoduo: "Can you help me with the specifics of the allocation? Including contacting schools, verifying information, and ensuring that the funds are actually used for them."

Duoduo popped up on the panel, her little face full of seriousness: "Okay, Sister Yingying. I will monitor the flow of funds throughout the process, and I will notify you immediately if I find anything unusual."

"Thank you, Duoduo," Qiu Yingying said softly.

"Sister Yingying, you're the best!" Duoduo flapped her little wings. "They will definitely have a different life because of you."

……

A few days later, in towns and villages across the country, twenty girls received the same notification at different times and in different places—

They received a scholarship fund from the "Wings Project" amounting to 100,000 yuan.

……

Lin Wanqiu stood in the hospital corridor, looking at her mother's pale face, clutching the payment reminder slip in her hand, tears welling up in her eyes. The doctor had just told her that her mother's next round of chemotherapy could not be delayed any longer.

Just then, the homeroom teacher rushed over, holding a document in her hand, her face beaming with excitement: "Wanqiu! Great news! You've received a donation of 100,000 yuan from an anonymous philanthropist! It's specifically for your mother's medical treatment and your tuition!"

"Wh...what?" Lin Wanqiu was stunned, and the payment reminder slip in her hand fell to the ground.

"It's true!" The homeroom teacher handed her the documents. "They've already contacted the hospital, and the subsequent treatment costs will be directly deposited into the hospital's account. Your mother is saved! You can continue your studies!"

Lin Wanqiu suddenly looked up at her homeroom teacher, tears welling up in her eyes: "Teacher, is this...is this real? Am I dreaming?"

"It's not a dream, it's real." The homeroom teacher's eyes also reddened. "Wanqiu, you must live well, study hard, and not let this kindness go to waste."

Lin Wanqiu nodded vigorously, tears blurring her vision. She rushed into the ward, threw herself beside her mother's bed, and choked out, "Mom! There's hope! We're saved!"

The mother weakly opened her eyes, looked at her daughter, and a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

……

Zhou Nian was washing dishes in her uncle's kitchen while her aunt watched TV in the living room, muttering, "Nian, don't go to school next semester. Your parents said you should go out and work to save some tuition money for your younger brother. What's the use of a girl studying so much..."

Zhou Nian tightened her grip on the bowl, her knuckles turning white, but she didn't say a word.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

It was her homeroom teacher.

The homeroom teacher walked in, glanced at Zhou Nian, then at her aunt, her face expressionless. She simply handed Zhou Nian a document: "Zhou Nian, this is your 'Wings Project' grant notification, 100,000 yuan. Starting next semester, your tuition and living expenses will be covered by this money. They've already arranged for you to attend a top high school in the county; you can board at school and won't need to stay here anymore."

"Wh...what?" Zhou Nian was stunned, and almost dropped the bowl in her hand.

Auntie was also stunned, then her expression changed: "What subsidy? 100,000 yuan? I've never heard of that! Shouldn't this money be given to an adult for safekeeping?"

The homeroom teacher gave her a cold look: "This money belongs solely to Zhou Nian and will be directly deposited into the school's and her personal accounts. If anyone attempts to embezzle this money, the sponsor will pursue legal action."

Aunt opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but was silenced by the homeroom teacher's gaze.

Zhou Nian looked at the notice, and tears welled up instantly.

She can finally leave.

Chen Yutong was reading a book in the dimly lit stairwell, while laughter from her father and relatives drifted up from the stairs.

"...What's the use of Yutong reading so many books?" Her father's voice came. "When she turns eighteen, we'll find her a good family to marry into, and the dowry money will be enough for your brother to get a wife."

The relative chuckled in agreement, "You're so thoughtful. That's why we raise daughters."

Chen Yutong's fingers trembled slightly as she held the book, her heart turning cold.

Just then, the village chief suddenly arrived, followed by her homeroom teacher.

"Yutong, come out for a moment." The village chief's voice carried a hint of solemnity.

Chen Yutong put down her book and went outside.

The homeroom teacher looked at her with a complex expression and handed her a document: "Yutong, you have received a grant of 100,000 yuan from the 'Wings Project.' They have learned about your situation and decided to sponsor your studies. Starting next semester, you can attend a high school in the city, and you won't have to worry about tuition and living expenses."

Chen Yutong was stunned. She looked up at her homeroom teacher, her eyes filled with disbelief.

The father frowned: "What kind of subsidy? One hundred thousand yuan? Shouldn't this money go to the family? What will she, a girl, do with so much money?"

The homeroom teacher said sternly, "This money is only for Yutong's education and living expenses. The sponsor has clear regulations that if it is discovered that the money has been misappropriated by the parents for their son, the sponsorship will be stopped immediately and the responsible parties will be held accountable. Moreover, Yutong is already sixteen years old, and she has the right to decide her own future."

The father's face instantly turned ugly. He wanted to say something, but the village chief stopped him: "Old Chen, this is a good thing. Your son is doing well; you should be happy."

Chen Yutong stared at the notice, her fingers trembling slightly as she gripped it tightly.

She knew that this 100,000 yuan was her ticket to leave this home.

She looked up at her homeroom teacher, her voice choked with emotion but unusually firm: "Teacher, I'll go. I will definitely study hard."

……

When the twenty girls received the 100,000 yuan donation, they all experienced similar shock, joy, and disbelief.

Some people cried all night while holding their acceptance letters;

For the first time, someone raised their head in front of their parents and said "no."

Some people packed simple luggage and boarded a train to an unfamiliar city;

Some people found a place to live because of their mother's illness, and saw hope for life again.

Their lives were quietly altered because of this sum of money, because of that woman named Qiu Yingying.

Meanwhile, Qiu Yingying, far away in the city, watched the constantly updating information on the system panel—

Lin Wanqiu's mother underwent successful surgery and is currently recovering.

Zhou Nian has completed the transfer procedures and moved into the new school dormitory.

Chen Yutong has already enrolled in a high school in the city and is among the top students.

……

A gentle smile slowly crept onto her lips.

This is what she wanted.

It's not simply about "doing charity," but rather—

Using one's own strength,

For those girls struggling in the dark,

Light a lamp,

Open a door,

Give them a chance

Fly to your own sky.

Project Wings

Officially launched.

Of course, none of these twenty girls squandered this hard-won opportunity. They worked tirelessly on their respective paths; some were admitted to top universities, some learned excellent skills, and some became doctors, teachers, lawyers, engineers, researchers, entrepreneurs… carving out their own niche in various industries and truly changing their destinies. But that's another story.