Chapter 454 Becoming Famous

Yes, she is dirty, and she has an unpleasant smell, but now, no one will say that she is dirty.

She is very clean, clean in her eyes and clean in her soul.

"Excuse me, can I use your mobile phone?" Her mobile phone had no signal at first, and now it has no power. Lu Jin's mobile phone was also left in the hotel and had been smashed. The body was shattered into pieces, and even the body could not be found.

"Okay, okay," the reporter quickly took out his mobile phone and gave it to Yan Huan.

Yan Huan took it over and then dialed Lu Yi's phone. She was nervous, she felt uncomfortable, and she missed him too.

"Hello..." A man's voice came from over there, with a hint of unspeakable fatigue that could be heard in his voice.

"Lu Yi, it's me."

Yan Huan sniffed, but just this sentence made her burst into tears, and she could hardly utter the second sentence.

"Huanhuan, is that you?"

"Well," Yan Huan choked, "it's me."

Lu Yi clenched the phone in his hand and asked, "Are you okay?" The sweat in his palms was pouring out.

"Well, I'm fine," Yan Huan sniffed, "Dad is also fine. Dad is great. He is our pride. You don't know that he saved more than 20 people by himself. He led everyone, In total, nearly two hundred people have been rescued.”

"I am also very powerful," she cried and laughed, and she also cried while smiling. "I saved five people by myself, and I dug them out from the ruins myself."

"Well, my Huanhuan is very powerful and a good soldier." Lu Yi's eyes were hot and his nose was sore. For a grown man, he also cried. Men don't shed tears easily. It's not that they cry only when they are sad, but because , he was moved, he was moved for her, and he was grateful for her being alive.

Yan Huan wiped her tears and said, "Okay, I'm going to continue saving people. This is someone else's mobile phone. It belongs to a reporter. Also, please help me contact Sister Luo and ask her to use it in my name." Donate the 50 million in my name."

"Okay," Lu Yi agreed, and the next words were choked in his throat again.

Yan Huan hung up the phone and returned it to the reporter. Tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes, but she smiled hard and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," the reporter quickly took back his cell phone, but he couldn't help but secretly wiped his tears.

Yan Huan stood up and ran forward.

"Did you take the photo?" The reporter turned around and asked the photographer behind him.

"Well, it was filmed."

"Very good, this must be broadcast. What a positive energy, and it may also attract a large wave of donations. In the face of national justice, everything is insignificant."

"Okay," the cameraman agreed, and this will be broadcast soon. He also hopes that everyone can see this positive energy. Natural disasters are ruthless, but people are sentimental.

On the TV screen, the earthquake in Ningshi at this time has hurt the hearts of almost every Chinese. All entertainment has stopped. Everyone is watching the TV. Even the youngest child may feel it. The adults are heavy, so they are silent.

The most broadcast news on TV every day is about the disaster area, and a full 48 hours have passed since the earthquake in Ning City.

At this time, in the camera, a thin woman was seen standing in the distance. Her face was dirty, her clothes were in tatters, and her hands were almost covered with wounds. Suddenly, she covered her face. , she started crying like this, her shoulders shaking from time to time, that kind of silent and depressing feeling that almost everyone could feel her sadness, her heartbroken.

Yan Huan raised his face. His face was really dirty. He could no longer tell what she looked like, but he could still feel that she was extremely beautiful. However, it was difficult to have a beautiful face now. What's the use?

She borrowed a phone from the reporter and called her family, smiling with tears in her eyes and comforting her with laughter and tears.

"I'm fine, and so is dad."

"Dad took us to rescue more than 200 people."

"I'm also very powerful. I also saved five people, all of whom I dug out with my hands."

"Tell Sister Luo for me and ask her to donate all the 50 million in my name."

She wasn't putting on a show, and she didn't know that others were filming her. She was just saying what she should say and what she wanted to say. She didn't have any falsehoods. She just wanted the people she loved to feel at ease.

Don't worry, she's fine.

Don't worry, she saved a lot of people here.

Don't worry, be proud of her.

Also, the 50 million she donated.

And almost on this day, everyone knew a name called Yan Huan. Such a beautiful and delicate woman, but now she behaved like a beggar. She and the man moved the Brick saves people. She eats dry instant noodles that seem to be cutting her throat. If she can't drink water, she will drink rainwater. Sometimes she can't even eat a mouthful of food. Regardless of her appearance, she lies on the ground. The ground was digging for people who might be buried underneath, and she could carry a man who was more than a foot taller than his body.

On this day, I don’t know how many people were infected and moved by this woman, and then there was this woman named Yan Huan, the father-in-law in her mouth.

That was none other than General Lu Jinlu.

And the name of General Lu Jinlu was beginning to become familiar to many people.

At this time, even the military district was alarmed. Lu Jin had not returned yet, but his military rank had been promoted again. She was now not a general, but a commander. Lu Jin has been sitting above the general's position for no less than ten years. He has also thought about going up to another level. However, going to another level is more difficult than climbing to the sky. And he may not even dream of it now. He is doing What I should do is because of a few words from my daughter-in-law, the position was promoted like this.

At this time, he didn't know that he was still saving people.

The 50 million donated by Yan Huan was quickly credited to the account, and it was impossible for other artists and actors to fall behind. Everyone was vying for donations, and the amounts were not small.

Luo Lin posted a few photos on Yan Huan's Weibo. They were all taken by others. Yan Huan in the photos couldn't be said to be pretty. She was dressed in tatters, her face was gray, and she was covered in mud. There is no image of her sitting on the ground, eating instant noodles, a photo of her carrying a grown man on her back, her hands are injured, a photo of her holding a child and singing to the child. This is a real hero, a real woman, a real movie queen.