Hope you in my dream novel Chapter 153

The camera had been around Rachel and the group of children, but these children were not afraid of the camera. They were curious about it.

The girl who had answered two questions answered again, "There's no school near us. We have to climb two mountains to get to the closest school. And it takes us a long time to walk on the road every day. If we go to school, we'll be often late and scolded by the teachers, so slowly we don't like to go to school."

Hearing this, Rachel said anxiously, "It's not good not to go to school! If you are not well-educated, it will be hard for you to escape change your fate in the future. I'm sure you don't want to stay her forever, right?"

The girl widened her eyes and asked, "Beautiful sister, can you teach us how to read?"

The other kids echoed, "Yes, pretty sister. Why don't you be our teacher?"

Rachel was stunned. She had thought about helping these kids, but she didn't know how.

But now, the kids offered to let her be their teacher.

She thought it was a good idea, so she said, "Okay, I'll teach you."

After playing with the kids for a while, Rachel went to have breakfast with Michelle.

"Others are all busy having breakfast, but you are busy taking care of the kids in the early morning. You are also a child in need of being taken care of!" Michelle was full of complaints.

With a serious look on her face, Rachel said, "I want to build a school here."

Watching no cameras around them, Michelle dragged Rachel to a corner and scolded, "Rachel, are you crazy? Now our studio has just been set up, and there are a lot of places for us to spend the money. And now you want to build a school the second day you are her. Where do you get the money?"

"It shouldn't be a hard thing to build a school with one million," Rachel stated thoughtfully.

Michelle shook her head and said, "No, you're still too naive. What can you do after the school is built? Who is paying to hire teachers? Who is paying for the teachers' salary? Who will be in charge of the school? I know you want to do this because you are kind. But if anything went wrong, you would be scolded!"

Stunned by what Michelle said, Rachel started to waver.

"But kids here are very pitiful." Rachel hesitated and felt sorry for them.

Michelle rolled her eyes at Rachel. "When you become stronger, we'll talk about it. If you now have more than 100 million, I promise I won't interfere with your business. But we are still working on the studio and we don't have extra money now."

Rachel thought about Michelle's remarks by seriously, and felt that her analysis was reasonable.

She wanted to help the children here, but she was too weak to do much.

But if one day her strength became stronger, then she would come back to do such a good deed, perhaps it would be better.

Thus, Rachel got rid of the idea very soon. At the same time, she was more determined to work hard.

After breakfast, Rachel took time from her busy schedule to call Randall.

Hearing her words, Randall was stunned. "Children's clothes and shoes? What's that? I've never bought any!"

Rachel was very surprised, asking, "Not you? Then who did this?"

"Maybe your friend?" Randall reminded her kindly.

Clark's face flashed through Rachel's mind. It was him? But Rachel denied her thought immediately, thinking, 'It is impossible. With his character, how could he do such a thing?'

After hanging up the phone, Rachel called Chester again. At first, the latter was stunned, but he didn't admit or deny it, and just said: "Wish you a smooth shooting and come back early!"

After he hung up the phone, Chester grabbed his coat and rushed to Clark's office.

"Did you ask someone to send those children's clothes, shoes and books?" Chester asked in a cold voice, standing in front of Clark's desk.

Clark raised his head and glanced at him indifferently. "Are you here to talk nonsense with me?"

"You don't admit it?" Chester looked at him with a faint smile. "Obviously, you care about her. Why don't you tell her?"

Still, Clark didn't respond.

However, Chester said indifferently, "Rachel asked me if these things were sent by me, and I didn't admit, nor deny. She might think I did it."

Clark glanced at him with a sardonic smile and said, "In this case, why do you tell me?"

Chester raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't want Rachel to think that you still care about her even though you have been a father."