Hao Jun can actually achieve this in a simpler and more effective way, and the city No. 1 middle school is not independent of the education system.

He has also had many contacts with Zeng Haiming, the deputy mayor in charge of culture and education in Lianhua City, and there are many ways for him to intervene in this matter, and he doesn't even need to go through Hao Yuefei's relationship with others, but the many inconveniences involved and the chain reactions that may be caused by this are not what he wants to deal with.

This sudden youth TV series is good or bad for many students in the city's No. 1 Middle School, or for Song Chenchen and Xia Yuqing, and he is not good at judging very intuitively at the beginning.

He did these things because he saw the longing and yearning for this matter in Xiao Nizi's eyes, and it was undoubtedly his duty to help this poor and respectable strong girl achieve her dream.

The contradiction between the fan club and the school represented by the leadership of the first central branch of the city, or the conflict of interest, is irreconcilable, and it is very commendable that the fans will be able to complete the transformation in such an environment.

On the surface, the two sides are guarding each other's duties because of the previous conflict, and they look happy and harmonious, but in essence, each other will more or less collide and friction in daily affairs, but they are just deliberately suppressed.

The school is even more resentful of this, in their opinion, how can students contradict the school and teachers?

Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie continued to stick to the notes with perseverance, stubbornly clinging to the bulletin board on campus, and did not post them indiscriminately in other parts of the school, which is again the rule they abide by.

Although the school leaders were unhappy and eager to sweep away the students who posted the notices, they still let their subordinates or cronies, or they themselves go into battle, and tear up the application letters on the bulletin board one at a time, as if the two sides were playing chess on a fixed chessboard.

This turned out to be a tug-of-war in just one day.

Although Zhao Wenjie didn't know what was going on, he was undoubtedly a lively person, and he asked a day student to post an application letter on a telephone pole outside the school early after school.

This is an off-the-board move.

The telephone poles outside the school, your school leaders are not the policemen in the Pacific Ocean, the management is so wide, besides, on this northeast horizontal, extending in all directions, how many telephone poles are added up to the left, left and right, Zhao Wenjie, who has made great efforts, mobilized the power of the masses and completely occupied these telephone poles, but covered up all kinds of small advertisements that were originally pasted on the telephone poles, and replaced them with another unified form of dog skin plaster, which made the people who had grabbed each other's territory here half dead.

This situation was naturally soon seen by the school leaders, and the application letters on the telephone poles at the school gate made their faces green one by one, and they didn't think much about it at all, and they all saw it torn off, but all the way home, they saw that almost all the electric poles were occupied, and the school leaders didn't have the heart and time to tear them one by one.

He knew that these psoriasis-like notes were the most difficult to deal with, and he was not willing to be this cleaner for free.

So far, the fan club and school leaders have not directly negotiated or attacked each other on this matter.

Zhao Wenjie, this kid, pulled Hao Jun to see the results of his big hand wave, looking at the application letter firmly pasted on the telephone pole with almost no gaps, Hao Jun automatically sketched the faces of those people who came to post small advertisements day and night, and couldn't help laughing, patted Zhao Wenjie's shoulder, and praised him for his brain.

The power of the fan club is not limited to City No. 1 Middle School, although this matter itself requires City No. 1 Middle School to make decisions, but Zhao Wenjie is crooked, which just caters to the ultimate goal of Hao Jun's toss.

The time of one night is not short, and it is definitely not long, but because of Zhao Wenjie's activity, there is a TV crew in Shanghai who wants to come to the city No. 1 Middle School to shoot after all, and the matter is still spread among the middle schools in the entire downtown area of Lotus City.

This matter, although it is not a big event, but it is still enough to become the talking point of the teachers and students, this back and forth, soon also spread in the mouths of the leaders of various middle schools, inevitably, the Lotus City education system is well-informed, and also knows one or two, who will always have a child who happens to study in high school!

So, going around and around, the director of the Municipal Education Bureau knew, Zeng Haiming also knew, so Principal Song, who had always paid little attention to the school affairs of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, naturally also knew.

He heard it from a principal at another middle school!

Okay! Co-authoring your own school, you Principal Song doesn't know yet!

You are really busy, you don't pay much attention to these little things, and it's no wonder that Lotus City No. 1 Middle School has always sat on the top spot in our Lotus City, which has to be served!

Although the principal of the other school in front of him was full of smiles, Principal Song seemed to have made up the demonic words in his heart all of a sudden.

He didn't have the heart to communicate more verbally with this principal, he felt that he needed to ask about this matter, and when someone asked him again, he was still confused, which would be a bit too embarrassing.

Asked the secretary next to him, the secretary shook his head, he followed Principal Song all day, of course, he didn't know the ins and outs of this matter!

When he saw the application letter on the bulletin board, Principal Song at this time faintly understood what was going on in the mouths of the people, and when he was about to ask the students around him, the school leader who was working hard and tearing the note directly shouted and broke in, and he didn't look at the content of the note, he tore it off, and didn't notice that Principal Song was standing in the crowd watching his actions。

Zhao Wenjie and Hao Jun, who were standing in the distance, quietly high-fived, the purpose of this toss was finally achieved, and they were still witnessed with their own eyes, and the result was a little better than expected.

Although neither of them is sure what kind of attitude Principal Song will have in this matter, they obviously will not deliberately take a posture in front of the crew like other school leaders, okay is okay, no is not good, this is the style of the principal from the southwest of the motherland, and the students are very familiar with it.

"It's all scattered, scattered, how many times have you watched it, what else is there to see!" The school leader routinely began to disperse the students, and this time he finally saw Principal Song, and his majestic and chic movements suddenly stagnated.

"Principal Song!"

"Well, it's Lao Li, tell me what's going on with this application letter, why don't I know about it at all?"

"Huh?" The school leaders were stunned, not everyone said that they had received this application letter, and there was no reason why Principal Song, who was the highest decision-maker of the city No. 1 Middle School, did not receive it! They all thought that Principal Song did not react, and that he acquiesced in their decision, or at least did not pay much attention to this matter.

"Come with me to the office!

Principal Song's expression was faint, and after speaking, he walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Although he doesn't care much about the so-called power, there are some things that others don't take his existence into account, he will have some emotions after all, not to mention, it is still a good thing that is conducive to the reputation of the school, and if it is operated well, it can make the city No. 1 Middle School be commended.

Hum......

My posture is high, it's my business, you don't know how to lift, that's your business!