Chapter 34 Thirty-four, love = donation

When I first went to school, I was very yearning for those things that put money into a red box with tears in my eyes. Today, the radio rang!This is very rare!Generally, it only rings for a while when you look at the maintenance, and you don't even have to sweep it when you are cleaning. Unfortunately, the broadcast is played when class is over, and only a few people stay in the classroom (including me). I first found someone coughing on the broadcast, so excitedly, I ran up to the podium and tried to get to the broadcast. A few people discovered my actions, and they followed up with the mentality of giving it a try.

The painstaking efforts were not in vain. After a few minutes, the radio finally rang again.It's just that the voice is too low, so I can't hear it clearly, but after careful identification, I can still hear it's a woman. The voice gradually became louder, and finally I can hear it clearly: "...the graders... come on... let's... let's go!... Poor...only... old! ...It only needs to... and it can be...! " After listening to the broadcast, we praised XX in a certain grade for being so strong, and we can still support XX.But we are willing to donate anything but money, because we are so poor that only money is left.

After class, the teacher said with a haggard face: "What kind of disease does XX in what grade suffer from? Everyone knows it? I won't talk about it to save time. Let's contribute money if we have money, and contribute our strength to prop up a green shade of love!" Everyone said in unison: "We have no money, we contribute!" The teacher finally got angry: "Nonsense! Donating money is the main thing. If it's more than one yuan and less than ten yuan, the team leader will collect it tomorrow." With a flick of his sleeves, he went. The next day, I came to collect the money.What needs to be declared is: I brought five dollars, the real five dollars, the real five dollars, and the punctual five dollars.I am so kind!

Started to collect money.I promised and said in a super low voice: "Grandpa and aunt pay for it!" Most people suddenly shouted: "Too bad! I forgot to bring my money!" "I'll go home and get it, no, I'll be late! Alas!" Seeing that the bill collector had left, he immediately stopped this confessional psychological struggle. Finally, checkout.What is worthy of pride is that it only took me five seconds to check out, because including mine, our group paid a total of five yuan and five cents (sixteen people in our group). My five yuan is really not simple. I use reasonable reasons to prove that I did donate five yuan.

First, I couldn't find the change; second, I wanted to be a model, so I took five yuan on purpose. In order to further satisfy my vanity, I traveled all over the green hills, crossed dangerous rivers, climbed mountains of swords and descended into seas of fire. I finally found out that I was the one who donated the most money. The second place donated two dollars, the third place one dollar and fifty cents, The fourth place donated 50 cents, and the fifth place didn't need to be ranked because they didn't donate any money.