Jiang Qingqing only thought that Hao Jun didn't spend much time on his studies, thinking that with the identity and status he had now, these were already inconsequential vassals, and no one would question his ability and talent because of the lack of these things.

Of course, what needs to be said still has to be said.

"You all have to think about it, does Hao Jun occasionally have a very smart time, so smart that people can't believe it, and then he usually looks like he is indifferent to everyone?"

Jiang Qingqing didn't expect that she would talk to the point like shit, which can be described as a pearl of words, and the girls here alone looked at each other for a while, and quickly made eye contact with each other's opinions, clearly seeing deep agreement from each other's eyes.

Where is Hao Jun's occasional highlight performance, it is obvious that he has a good performance at every critical moment, but it is really a bit deliberate.

Song Chenchen didn't have the slightest intention to deal with Jiang Qingqing for a while, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Hao Jun, Xia Yuqing was the same, and Li Xingtong was the same.

This thing is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it's too deep, and it gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.

"Deliberately, just kidding!" Hao Jun complained categorically, "The truth is definitely not as she said, you think about it, is it possible that I am willing to pretend to be a student at the tail of the crane, and have been stared at by Lao Xu?"

Hao Jun's words immediately dispelled the doubts that many girls had just arose, you know, being targeted by the head teacher Lao Xu is indeed not a happy thing, judging from Hao Jun's usual behavior, he is the most unbearable kind of constraint.

"Why did you do so well in the college entrance examination this time?"

Jiang Qingqing was unwilling to see that Hao Jun had defused her attack so easily, so he continued to pursue while he was victorious, as if he was determined to let Hao Jun sit on this name.

When Zhao Wenjie heard this, he regained his spirits, and looked at Hao Jun with burning eyes, hoping that he would give a positive and clear answer.

"I don't know what it means to play extraordinarily, I'm the kind of on-the-spot player, Mr. Jiang, you can't envy it!" Hao Jun continued to fight back, anyway, he was holding the plan to see the move, and when he turned back to the company, he would teach this Jiang Qingqing a good lesson, it was simply leaderless.

"Forget it, whatever you want, anyway, with what I know about you, I don't think you are the kind of person who needs to make up classes!" she concluded, then continued to look at Song Chenchen and said with a smile: " Chenchen, Hao Jun should be the kind of person who often stilts class, don't you know, he actually keeps running to Shanghai, in Shanghai, he has many young ladies, that, just the one who just debuted, what kind of combination is it called, oops, I can't remember it for a while, there is a girl named Little Butterfly in it, which is a young lady he knows!"

"Little butterfly?"

Song Chenchen obviously hadn't heard of it.

"Chenchen, it's a new group that just debuted, their title song is very good, I'll listen to it for you another day!

Xia Yuqing knew a lot about things in the music world, and soon faced the person Jiang Qingqing said, "That girl named Little Butterfly has a very clear voice, a very temperament, and a very beautiful one!"

"Brother Jun, do you know celebrities?"

Her eyes lit up.

"It's a little meaning, I don't want to think about who we are, the fans will think you are eating dry rice, this little butterfly is the singer that our fans will support!"

Hao Jun doesn't need to make a draft to lie, just open his mouth.

"And what's going on?"

Song Chenchen was also interested, and even Li Xingtong pricked up his ears, although several friends regarded themselves as veterans of the fan club, but having a relationship with celebrities still made them feel extremely novel.

Jiang Qingqing saw that the attention of several girls was instantly diverted, and she suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, what kind of thing is this fan going to be?

For the first time today, Jiang Qingqing felt the generation gap between her and these young boys and girls so clearly, which made her a little heartbroken, she didn't open her mouth to ask what would happen to this fan? Are children chasing stars so good now? What other associations are there?

"Of course, the lead single of their debut is based on my original work, you can go and see the album when you have time, there may be my name in the composition column above!"

Hao Jun couldn't help but show a little smugness.

"You brag and don't make drafts well!" Jiang Qingqing suddenly scoffed, but when he saw the looks of these boys and girls around him, his voice was halfway through, but he subconsciously weakened a little.

The friends really don't doubt these words, Hao Jun's ability to create and adapt has been recognized by top musicians in China, and the adaptation is actually a little bit of meaning to him.

"What the hell is going on?" a voice in Jiang Qingqing's heart began to shout frantically, why can't he keep up with the rhythm of your group of little children at all?

She almost pulled Hao Jun's collar to ask what happened.

"Yuqing, have you heard it, can you sing?" Song Chenchen was very interested.

"I've heard it, but I don't remember the lyrics, so I'm going to hum the tune for you, it's very good!"

The friends nodded one after another.

So, Xia Yuqing hummed softly, the song that just came out, it is very rare to be able to hum a melody completely, not to mention, some time ago, Xia Yuqing was still in the college entrance examination review stage, and this girl's attention to pop music can be seen.

Hao Jun can also see the degree of singing of this song from this subtlety.

The suspicion on Jiang Qingqing's face was a little heavier, although he was also very familiar with the girls of Little Butterfly, but he only knew a rough idea of the debut of Little Butterfly, let alone listening to their new songs, but this catchy tune, Hao Jun was ashamed to say that he adapted it, and she never believed it.

How is this possible?

"You're too good at bragging, aren't you?" Jiang Qingqing didn't rush to repeat this again, she felt that it was still a temptation, maybe maybe it would be true.

"The fan club hasn't been active lately!" muttered Xia Yuqing.

"Isn't it all college entrance examination!" Song Chenchen replied.

"Will there be any activities held during the summer vacation? It would be nice if I had the opportunity to participate in the filming of some TV series, singing MVs, even if it was a trick!" Xia Yuqing finished with a little expectation, and looked at Zhao Wenjie.

President Zhao was a little stunned, since he completely ceded the dominance of the fan club of City No. 1 Middle School to City No. 1 Middle School, he had a feeling of being unofficial and light, and he almost left the fan club aside, and he didn't know much about his father's news.

However, after filling in the same volunteer as Xia Yuqing last time, this is the first time Xia Yuqing has spoken to him calmly.

Does this mean that spring is coming?

Zhao Wenjie suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be surging, and his little heart was about to jump to his throat.

"That, this, there should be!"

Zhao Wenjie was reluctant to say half a word at this time, so he responded ambiguously, and then set his eyes on Hao Jun.

Hao Jun thought he was a righteous man, and said with a smile: "Go back and Wen Jie and I will study first, and by the way, we will also contact various companies, but the summer vacation is too short, maybe there is no way to watch the TV series, look at the others, and you can't delay going to the university to report because of this matter!"

Zhao Wenjie was overjoyed and nodded desperately.

Brother Jun speaks at a high level, not only did he take it down, but he also fully left room for himself.

Zhao Wenjie couldn't wait to hold Hao Jun's face at this moment, and kissed the two of them.