Who knew that Zhang Ruofan didn't stop talking at all, and continued to make amazing remarks, "Since they like to sing so much, then let them go, there are not many others in Huaxia, but there are too many people, there are too many art school students who want to be stars, just to make room, okay, my words are finished, the mock exam is coming soon, I'm going to review." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After saying that, he didn't hesitate and left directly.

The reporters who reacted wanted to stop, but they were stopped by a group of security guards, and several tall and strong men stood at the door, Rao is reporter was too crowded, and he couldn't rush over, so he could only watch Zhang Ruofan's figure disappear.

Since I can't interview myself, let's interview the school leaders, I don't believe that you dare to offend the music association in a local high school.

Therefore, the female reporter of "Music Daily" ran to Principal Meng with a voice recorder and asked domineeringly: "Is this how your school educates students?" If those celebrities do stop singing, can your school afford to take this responsibility? ”

When several people around Principal Meng heard this, they felt a little uncomfortable, but because the object of the question was not themselves, they didn't want to say anything.

Principal Meng was naturally uncomfortable, and the school finally came to a new star this time, and his daughter told him that this guy had also opened a company, so he made up his mind to back up Zhang Ruofan, and immediately replied lightly, "Hmm! ”

Well? What does that mean?

Other reporters also heard the question, so they were a little puzzled by President Meng's answer.

"You mean your school is willing to take responsibility?"

The female reporter got to the bottom of it.

"If there's a responsibility, we don't mind, but what responsibility do we have, as our students say?"

"But the celebrities stopped singing, and the fans made a fuss......"

The female reporter didn't finish speaking, but everyone knows what she is going to say next, once the fans make a fuss, can you, the principal, afford to take responsibility?

"That just shows that those stars don't care about their fans."

Well, this isn't a fuel-efficient lamp either.

The female reporter nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Next, other reporters asked a few more questions, and Principal Meng answered them one by one, and then sent the reporters out of the school.

At the end of the interview, most of the reporters were busy looking for a place to transcribe the manuscript and send it back to the agency.

Although today's press conference is very short, there are a lot of hard goods, a high school student actually challenged the authority of those stars, this kind of thing can definitely increase sales, not to mention, today's crazy fans all fled.

While no one was paying attention, the female reporter returned to No. 1 Middle School again, intending to learn about the student's past and see if there was any news.

……

Zhang Hongjian's intestines were green at the moment, he knew that this was the case, why did he bother to change his clothes, and at the same time, he was very surprised, he didn't expect that this time the new star champion was actually Zhang Ruofan.

I don't know if the two principals have read the newspaper now, but if they do, I'm afraid they will be even more angry.

At the same time, there is some resentment against Zhang Ruofan, you can tell me that you are a bad student and you should be your own errand student, what do you do with these moths, the phone number of the leaders of the Xi'an Municipal Education Bureau, and now it is a new star champion, why did these things happen after leaving No. 1 Middle School.

I was worried, the phone on the table rang, and when I heard that it was the doorman's call, I was about to get angry, but my expression changed, and a reporter came.

Now he couldn't care about being reserved anymore, so he hung up the phone and rushed out of the office.

When I got to the door, a woman was a little disappointed, but when I knew that the other party was a reporter from the "Music Newspaper", I smiled, this is a big newspaper.

Inviting people back to the office, Zhang Hongjian was ready to make tea, but he was organized.

"Hello Director Zhang, I'm Cheng Li, a reporter from the Music Newspaper, and I came here mainly to interview some things, so let's start directly."

"Okay, listen to reporter Cheng." Putting down the teacup, Zhang Hongjian sat on the sofa opposite Cheng Li, rubbed his hands, and asked with a smile: "I don't know what Reporter Cheng wants to interview?" ”

Cheng Li shook off her long black and shiny hair and smiled, "I want to know about Zhang Ruofan's situation in the past three years in No. 1 Middle School." ”

"This ......"

Zhang Hongjian was a little hesitant and didn't know what to say, if you want to say that when Zhang Ruofan taught this guy a lesson in the past, there were many reasons, but now facing reporters, can you say these things?

Cheng Li is an old reporter, with deep qualifications, and a lot of contacts in the circle, otherwise it would not be possible to be arranged such a task by the above this time, I don't know how many interviews there are, so I have practiced the ability to observe words and colors, just look at Zhang Hongjian's expression, and know that there is a subject to be dug.

"Don't worry, as long as you tell me something, I will never say that you told me, and I will help you promote the next middle school."

Hearing this, Zhang Hongjian's eyes lit up, and the reason why he agreed to the interview was not to achieve the purpose of publicizing No. 1 Middle School.

At the moment, the bamboo tube poured beans like a clear explanation of Zhang Ruofan's past.

As Zhang Hongjian spoke, Cheng Li's eyes became brighter and brighter, and by the time Zhang Hongjian finished speaking, Cheng Li already knew how to write tomorrow's news report.

……

By the end of school in the afternoon, the excitement of the students still did not go down, especially after knowing the identity of the other party, the students of the second middle school almost wanted to worship Zhang Ruofan as an idol.

The students of No. 2 Middle School like this kind of bloody person the most, so when school is over, Zhang Ruofan is surrounded by a circle of people who want to send him home.

Even some students who originally chased stars abandoned their favorite stars and joined the escort team.

At first, Zhang Ruofan was unwilling, but he couldn't stand the persuasion of everyone, so he had to give up in the end, the key is that he was also afraid that those guys would kill him.

returned to his own community and said goodbye to everyone, Zhang Ruofan returned home, but his parents were not there.

Feeling a little hungry, I put down my school bag, only to find that the refrigerator was empty, so I took a few sips of water from my water cup and walked into the bedroom to turn on the computer.

After taking a look at the sales of "Contra", it has exceeded 500,000, and nodded with satisfaction, and at this time the phone at home rang.

"Hey, Ruofan, are you out of school?"

"Let it go."

"Then why didn't you come to Grandma's house?"

Going to grandma's house?

Only then did he remember that in the morning, because of the essay contest, he asked his parents not to live at home.

I wanted to say that it was okay to let my parents come back, but then I thought about it, I didn't go to my grandmother's house recently anyway, so I just went to see my grandmother.

"I'll come back and get something, I'll go now."

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruofan put on his schoolbag and went out of the house, probably because he had been playing with the computer for too long, so it was already dark outside.

The electric lighting facilities in the community are not good, so there are few people except for those who come out to enjoy the cool at night, which will be almost the time to finish eating, so the people who enjoy the cool have not come out yet.

Out of the gate of the community, around the corner, Zhang Ruofan felt a cool breeze hit, the back of his head hurt, and he fainted to the ground.