However, soon, Zhao Wenjie habitually looked at Hao Jun, and Hao Jun shrugged his shoulders noncommittally at him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

President Zhao gradually got used to and even enjoyed the feeling of being the center of the crowd, but he still lacked a strong confidence in some of his actions and thoughts, which was due to his personality and took a long time to change.

Teacher Zhao Le's eyes obviously have a bit of encouragement, avoiding the sight of the school side of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, getting rid of the shackles, and having more freedom, it is true that she can better implement her ideas, but the off-campus training class has a different meaning, and it is not simply like a make-up class, the teacher is in place, and the materials are in place.

She was eager to hear what President Zhao had in mind.

The restaurant gradually began to serve food, and Zhao Wenjie's thinking, which smelled the fragrance, became clearer and clearer, how to make Xia Yuqing a hot star, Zhao Wenjie obviously did not have a very clear concept of this, but if it was a training class, within the existing resources that he could understand, the fans would still be able to play a considerable role.

Thinking of this, President Zhao's confidence is a little stronger!

"Teacher Zhao, I think the training class can take a model that complements the school's curriculum, led by you, the fan club can use resources to invite some professional teachers to give professional guidance to the students in the training class, and some necessary infrastructure can also be raised by member sharing or fan club support, after all, professional equipment and venues need funds......

In such a short period of time, to be able to think of so many details, even Hao Jun has to admit that Zhao Wenjie has thought carefully, the training class is aimed at the students of the first middle school in the city, and the time may not be too abundant, but the targeted training on the premise of ensuring professionalism is indeed a means of achieving results.

But Zhao Wenjie can't help but take it for granted, and it will inevitably be difficult to operate in practice.

Speaking of which, Hao Jun has no better ideas in his mind, if the professionalism of the training class can be guaranteed to a certain extent, it is not impossible to make stars, after all, there are many hype routines in his mind, and fans will essentially have an advantage.

Teacher Zhao Le nodded frequently when he heard this, and concentrating the strength and resources of the fan club together can indeed create a relatively professional environment, and listening to Zhao Wenjie's meaning, the channels of the fan club seem to be more extensive than she expected.

The more Zhao Wenjie talked, the more excited he became, and even thought of some details, Hao Jun glanced at this little partner again, the idea is indeed imaginative, but it is not impossible to realize the possibility, and there are even some prototypes of star companies, of course, the premise is that there must be sufficient financial support, of course, for the limited student resources of the first middle school in the city, it is obviously more than enough, but what about others?

For Teacher Zhao Le, Zhao Wenjie undoubtedly gave her a big surprise, and while listening carefully, she couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, she is the person who can become the president of the fan club, and her brain is fast!

Everyone's attention was undoubtedly on Zhao Wenjie during this period of time, and before he knew it, the dishes on the table were almost served, and the students even forgot about being hungry.

Teacher Zhao Le patted the table lightly and said with a smile: "It's all hard work for everyone today, the first official meeting of our fan club was very successful and fruitful, come, now let's start together!"

The students cheered in unison and picked up their chopsticks and started moving.

Teacher Zhao Le looked at Zhao Wenjie with a smile and said: "Wenjie, your opinion is of great practical significance, I will refer to it, try to do this training class first, if you can, we will make it official, since the fan club is not a simple star-chasing organization, of course it must have the meaning of its existence, do you think I am right?"

Zhao Wenjie nodded violently, glanced at Xia Yuqing, the girl stopped her chopsticks, and was listening to the two of them, when she suddenly found Zhao Wenjie's gaze, she looked away quietly, and began to pick up vegetables for herself very ladylikely.

For Zhao Wenjie, I am afraid that 90% of the meaning of the current fans will exist is for the sake of the girl around him!

As for the remaining ten percent, Zhao Wenjie himself can't tell!

The fan club, for Hao Jun, is just a ticket nature, but it unconsciously has its own unique trajectory, and it has also begun to be branded with the mark of Zhao Wenjie, even if it is only as a bystander, Hao Jun is also happy, not to mention Zhao Wenjie as the dominant player, he may not understand what he will get from this fan club!

Teacher Zhao Le is unconsciously integrating into the group of the fan club, even Hao Jun, through this simple meeting, gradually unloaded her guard, people who fight for their careers and dreams are worthy of respect, aside from the purpose of the city No. 1 Middle School, Hao Jun at least feels that cultivating students' artistic atmosphere is an excellent measure.

Hao Jun left halfway to go to the toilet, Zhao Le's hotel is not big, so the toilet is not big, as soon as Hao Jun entered, he heard a person talking in a loud voice, the toilet was filled with smoke, with a foul smell, which really made people feel sick.

I wanted to solve the matter in a hurry, but I didn't know that the person who was squatting next to me didn't seem to notice the person next to him, or he was simply unscrupulous, still talking at the top of his voice.

Hao Jun just heard a more familiar name, so he subconsciously didn't rush out of the toilet.

"Hey, Lao Qi, listen to the stinky boy of the newcomer Wang Ming, that guy He Ying stuffed you with a soft China not long ago, you kid is not authentic, such a good cigarette, I don't know how to get to the bottom of my brother, Lao Tzu knows that you are He Ying's person, but Lao Tzu is too!"

The person who spoke was obviously drunk, and his tongue was a little knotted.

"Hey, Lao Qi, don't hold back and don't speak, the brothers have been having a hard time lately, these deputy bureaus in the bureau are fighting openly and secretly, what the hell does it have to do with our little soldiers, but they still have to form gangs, who knows which of them will really be in power? Lao Tzu can't take refuge with any of them, I know that you followed He Ying's guy, this guy is good, but he is a little ruthless, you look at Lao Pi, how long he has been with him, that is hard work...... Uh, heck—"

Halfway through his words, there was a sound of vomiting next to him, which continued endlessly, and Hao Jun was disgusted.

There was still no response from the outside, Hao Jun raised his eyebrows, when he came in just now, he really didn't see anyone!

The person who spoke seemed to be a little upset about this, retched for a long time, and then began to shout again, and his speech became even more indistinct.

"Lao Qi, our brothers have one thing to say, two to say two, do you have any gossip?" He paused, and continued to shout: "Hey, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know, this guy He Ying is tidying up other people's black materials, regardless of whether he has it or not, at this critical juncture, he is planning to do his best ......"

"Hey, hey, hey...... Lao Qi, why don't you speak, you're not there?"

Hao Jun frowned, this person spoke incoherently, and he never heard the point.

"Old, old, old Song!"

The sudden sound startled Hao Jun, there was obviously no one outside, where did this sound come from?

He really didn't dare to go out for the time being. (To be continued.) )