"Yang Xiaotian, listen carefully to me."

"What village chief do you want to say?"

"It's okay if you want to help your classmates. If you don't even have enough money, I can let Principal Wang go and come forward in the name of our Baiyun Village Education Foundation," Yu Zhen said, "but it is absolutely not allowed to ask them to sign a contract with you."

"Why?" Yang Xiaotian asked in confusion, "This is obviously a matter of benefiting both sides, and they are willing, so why can't it be done?"

Yes, why?

To be honest, if Yang Xiaotian throws out this plan, it is estimated that those who come to sign up will squeeze their heads.

I don’t know how many people are flocking to working in Baiyun Village alone.

So it seems to be an unequal treaty, but it is actually giving benefits.

But do children need these things?

Is this kind of calculation, this so-called "eye"?

Others don’t know, but the children in Baiyun Village definitely don’t need them.

It’s enough for adults to make money, and children just need to study and play happily.

"Yang Xiaotian, remember." So he said, "As people from Baiyun Village, we don't need to calculate like this. Because we have enough strength to make us live a comfortable life without calculating, and be the world's number one without calculating."

Yang Xiaotian nodded as if he had understood it.

Although he did not understand it very much, he believed what the village chief said because the village chief was his idol.

"I got to know the village chief."

"And," Yu Zhen said, "If you want to continue to be good friends with you and continue to get along with each other, I hope you will make a little change."

“What to change?”

"Become the same as them," Yu Zhen said, "throw out all the brand-name clothes and shoes on you, wear school uniforms like them, and wear ordinary sneakers, don't make yourself look different from them.

“Of course, what should be helped is still to help.

"In this way, when you all grow up in the future, you don't need any contract, and you can still be good friends."

"I know the village chief, and I will do what you said when I turn around."

Seeing that he was sincerely accepting, Yu Zhen was also very comforted.

Yang Xiaotian is actually quite good, the most important thing is to be obedient.

"But there is one more thing I have to tell you."

"What's up?"

"I won't transfer it," Yu Zhen said, "I won't transfer it. I will be the village chief in Baiyun Village for the rest of my life."

"No, will it be?"

Yang Xiaotian screamed and felt like he was about to collapse.

"You said you have such great ability, why do you have to stay in our village and not leave?"

"Please be a person, would you leave me a way out?"

"I can also live," Yu Zhen said, "As long as you can run past me, I will let you be the village chief in ten years."

Yang Xiaotian:

"Village Chief, you don't have martial ethics!"

...

Listening to Yang Xiaotian's constant wailing, the fans watching the live broadcast were so happy that they couldn't stop talking.

"Poor baby, I guess he's broken all over his body."

"Captain Yu, you are too bad. Don't take this to deal with the children."

"If it were me, I would have to collapse. Village Chief Yu is an insurmountable mountain. Anyone who sees it will have to despair."

"He's not a mountain, he's a big ball."

"Don't scold you."

"I didn't scold anyone. I mean, you walked around the ball and thought you had surpassed him, but suddenly you found that you were back to the starting point."

"I feel so desperate when you say that."

"I'm just despair, fortunately I'm not Yang Xiaotian, otherwise I'd faint from crying in the toilet."

...

With the leadership of Yu Zhen and Yang Xiaotian, the large army behind finally showed their true abilities.

Those self-media people who could keep up at the beginning and even felt relaxed were stunned at this time.

They thought that even if they couldn't keep up with the young and middle-aged people in the village, they would be fine if they were three-year-old children.

But now they found out that they were wrong, and they were very outrageously wrong.

These old men and ladies over 65 years old were like they had been injected with dozens of liters of chicken blood, and they ran like a sprint of a hundred meters.

This is a long-distance race of ten thousand meters!

If you are so aggressive, aren’t you afraid that your heart will not be able to stand it?

What made them even more desperate was that not only did they not escape from the old man, but even that three-year-old child could not escape from it!

"No...no, I really...can't keep up."

A young male anchor finally couldn't hold on when he ran to the fifth kilometer.

He used to be an athlete. After retiring, he became a sports anchor. He usually broadcasts running live every day, exercises his body, and teaches everyone some sports skills.

Not to mention such village-level sports meets, even municipal-level sports meets, he is now confident of getting a good ranking.

But he never thought that he was taught to be a human being today.

"Haha, anchor, what's wrong with you? Come on!"

"Try harder and surpass the old lady in front!"

"It really doesn't work, it's okay to surpass that kid!"

"You are so slow, we won't see the end!"

"It's better to turn on the station and watch the official live broadcast in the village. Or you can watch Village Chief Yu's."

...

The male anchor watched the fans run away one after another, and his heart was galloping.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to run, it’s really impossible for him to run!

Are these people from Baiyun Village all monsters?

No, if this continues, all the fans will be gone!

"Bicycle, is anyone looking for a bike?"

"Grilled sausage, just baked!"

"There are mineral water and drinks!"

At this time, a voice on the roadside attracted his attention. He saw a group of teachers from Baiyun Village Primary School setting up stalls on the roadside.

Because they could not participate in the sports meeting, they had nothing to do. Principal Wang felt that instead of leaving everyone idle, it was better to make some money, so he came up with an idea to let them set up a stall here.

The male anchor ran over without saying a word.

“How to sell bicycles?”

"Not selling, renting," a teacher replied, "one hundred yuan a day, one thousand yuan in deposit."

"rent!"

It's just one hundred yuan, but it costs sixty or seventy yuan to ride a bicycle for multiple people in the park.

In such a special situation today, a hundred yuan is considered very conscientious.

"Do you want grilled sausage?"

"Do you want a drink?"

"No..." The male anchor smelled the seductive fragrance and finally couldn't help it. "Come on a little bit."

Soon, he set up his cell phone above the bicycle and began to catch up with the long-distance running team.

Looking at his colleagues who were left far behind, he couldn't help but take a proud bit of the grilled sausage.

As clever as me.

"Dear friends, the 10,000-meter long-distance race has been halfway through. Now the one running at the front of the team is our village chief Yu and Yang Xiaotian from the boys' group!"

The drone was flying in the sky. Through the shots it took, Fu Yiming continued to broadcast the official live broadcast of Baiyun Village, giving everyone a not-so-professional explanation.

"The two of them have already set a distance of at least 500 meters from the third place, and they are worthy of being our village chief!"
To be continued...