Who knew that after explaining the situation at the school, Meng Xiaoman didn't agree at all, but was very excited, just when Zhang Ruofan was puzzled, this woman said her purpose. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What a big deal this has to be, it's better for you to be safe outside than at school, believe me, as long as you are in the second middle school, no one will dare to touch you!"

Zhang Ruofan was skeptical about Meng Xiaoman's words, and his words were full of support for himself, but what are you doing so excited?

In the end, Zhang Ruofan could only let Cui Jing leave, but Cui Jing didn't know why she was killed and didn't leave, but instead took the camera and other items from the car and put them in Meng Xiaoman's office.

"This sister is a journalist?"

Meng Xiaoman came over with a gossipy face.

Through what she said just now, Cui Jing already knew that Meng Xiaoman belonged to that kind of arrogant character, and she didn't have any bad intentions, so she didn't hide it at the moment and revealed her identity.

Hearing that Cui Jing was a reporter from the morning newspaper, Meng Xiaoman was excited, screaming and pouring water and taking snacks, and only after finishing did he say: "Sister Cui, this time you have to report on our No. 2 Middle School, today you will definitely see a different No. 2 Middle School." ”

A different second middle school? Zhang Ruofan didn't know why he was a little frightened when he heard this, but Cui Jing asked expectantly how it was different, worthy of being a reporter, and he looked like he was afraid that something would not be big.

"You'll know when those guys come."

Meng Xiaoman just said so.

Seeing that it was almost time for class, Zhang Ruofan left Meng Xiaoman's office and returned to the classroom, there were no reporters outside the school gate, but it was too soon, if he knew that he had transferred here, I believe that the reporters would definitely follow.

Here in No. 1 Middle School, as soon as he came to work in the morning, he saw a large number of reporters surrounding the school gate, Zhang Hongjian was also startled, he didn't read the newspaper, although No. 1 Middle School is a high school with key training strength, but it is not enough to see it in the whole country, millions of college entrance examination students every year, the top ten of the Rising Star Essay Contest will not appear in their own schools.

He read his son's article and wrote it okay, but if it was said that there was still a bit of a distance to win the award, he didn't pay much attention to it.

finally squeezed into the school gate, and the doorman came over.

"Morning director!"

This is a routine greeting every day, Zhang Hongjian didn't care, and was about to ask why there were so many reporters, but he didn't want those reporters to go crazy.

Director?

After waiting for a leader to come in the morning, didn't the two principals go out for a meeting, so this director should be considered a big official, right?

"Hello director, I am a reporter from Popular Daily, I would like to interview, what do you say about this essay contest, the students of your school used persistence as the theme and won the first place?"

"Director, I'm from the Music Newspaper, and I want to ask too!"

"Director ......"

“……”

The reporters who came early were still a little lazy, but since they heard the doorman's name, they all seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and they all became excited.

was taken aback by the crazy and enthusiastic reporters, but Zhang Hongjian has been the teaching director for so many years, it is not in vain, and he soon heard the key point from the reporter's words.

The first place in this essay contest is from your own school?

Zhang Hongjian was so excited in his heart, it doesn't matter what topic he chooses, the important thing is that since the school transfer incident, the two principals' opinions on themselves are not ordinary, if they handle the matter by themselves, maybe they can reverse the two principals' views on themselves.

"Lao Wang, how do you do things, ah! Is it easy for reporters to come from afar, quickly open the school gate and let the reporters enter the school. ”

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to it, but changed his expression, and said to the reporters with a smile on his face: "You can go to our reception room and wait for a while, and I'll go change my clothes and come over." ”

Immediately ordered Lao Wang to lead everyone to the reception room, and he went back to the office to change clothes, this is a big event, just now I saw it, the basic reporters who came are big newspapers, this is to finish the interview, see the newspaper, that is to face the national public, the image must not be bad, if their own photos are boarded, it is to represent the image of Longfeng City No. 1 Middle School.

Zhang Hongjian trotted away, but which of those reporters was a fuel-efficient lamp, many people immediately broke away from the team and rushed to a student who had just entered the school.

"This classmate, I want to ask Zhang Ruofan what class is in the third year of high school?"

"This classmate, I'm a reporter, I'm going to interview Zhang Ruofan, do you know which class he is from?"

"This classmate ......"

"Hello ......"

Zhang Liang, who entered the school gate with a fritter in his mouth, was surrounded by a group of reporters, frightened, and didn't know that the fritters fell to the ground, but he still subconsciously replied: "Zhang Ruofan...... I transferred to No. 2 Middle School the day before yesterday. ”

Transferred?

Many reporters were stunned for a moment, and then they left the school gate, and no one was there, what were they doing here.

Some other reporters who followed Lao Wang to the reception room saw a large number of reporters interviewing students, rushed out of the school gate, shook for a moment, and then subconsciously ran out with them, which was almost an occupational disease.

Lao Wang's ears in front were a little back, and he didn't realize that there was no one behind him, until Zhang Quanshan, who had changed his clothes, came back and found that there was no one behind him.

"What about people?"

Looking at the empty campus, Zhang Hongjian's eyes were red.

"This ......"

Lao Wang didn't know how to answer.

When the reporters rushed to the No. 2 Middle School, a group of young people with colorful hair, earrings, and tattoos appeared in front of the school gate of the No. 2 Middle School, looking almost 100 people younger.

"This is that guy's school?"

One of the young men, carrying a wooden stick in his hand, looked at the empty campus and asked a young man next to him.

The young man looked at the wooden sign at the school gate that read 'Longfeng City No. 2 Middle School' and nodded, "According to what I asked the local person, that Zhang Ruofan did transfer to this school." ”

"Well, you did a good job this time, and you learned about this student's transfer in advance, which saved a lot of effort."

"But I heard that the people in this No. 2 middle school are not very good, and many local gangsters came from this school."

"So, this time I have gathered so many brothers, we are a hundred or so people, this posture to stop here, I don't believe that there is a bird!"

"Yes, Brother Kun, it's not the first time you've done this, it's indeed more experienced than us, do you think it's time to do it, or?"

Brother Nakun swiped the wooden stick in his hand twice and shook his head, "We'll do it when those reporters come, it's a big deal to enter the bureau and lock up for a few days, anyway, we are still underage, but this matter must be exposed, I want those daring little kids to know how terrifying the power of our fans is, and some things are not something they can talk nonsense." ”

The man nodded hurriedly, and then out of the corner of his eye, he found a large number of reporters' interview cars, drove over, and hurriedly pointed in the direction where the other party came, and shouted: "Brother Kun, the reporter is here." ”

Brother Kun also saw the reporter's interview car and roared, "Brothers, the reporter is here, ready to work!" ”

Reporters from major newspapers, as soon as they got off the bus, saw a group of colorful heads gathered at the door of the No. 2 Middle School, waving various wooden sticks, knocking on the school gate of the No. 2 Middle School, "Hand over Zhang Ruofan!" ”

Fans arrived so soon?

Without thinking too much, they took out their cameras and pressed the shutter button, the news came so easily, every time this kind of news appeared in previous years, it could increase the percentage of their own newspapers by a lot.

"Zhang Ruofan come out!"

"Get out, Zhang Ruofan!"

In the flash of reporters, the fans shouted even louder.