Facts have proved that Liang Boqiu's concerns are quite accurate.

It is impossible for Hao Jun to find a chorus song that is completely consistent in his mind in a short period of time, let alone create it himself.

But Liang Boqiu had no other choice in the face of this situation, even if it was just a minimum requirement: creating a complete song requires an extremely deep knowledge base and years of relevant creative experience. Quick success is simply a fantasy. Faced with these extremely strong desire for knowledge, but in his opinion, students with limited talent in this area can only do their best to do their best.

Just when Liang Boqiu and Hao Jun were in pain, they were finally liberated after a week.

When Liang Boqiu left, he left a song, giving Hao Jun many warnings and homework. The master-level composer looked regretful. It was impossible for him to stay in Lianhua Market for a long time.

The No. 1 Middle School student is undoubtedly very satisfied. They don’t care much about whether the students can write songs independently. Their chorus is a gimmick tailored by a well-known composer to make the chorus attract enough attention in the early stage.

For a long time afterwards, most of the fans were in a tense rehearsal. Teacher Zhao Le was in charge and the so-called backup songs were gradually forgotten. There were a large number of students who could sing and dance in the fan club, so they didn’t have to worry too much. The chorus was still very well staffed.

Hao Jun cannot be a deserter without loyalty, and has to participate in the chorus as a simple male middle part. He practices dry mouth with his companions every day.

The leaders of the No. 1 Middle School are very concerned about the process and effect of the rehearsal. They always take time to call Teacher Zhao Le, or occasionally call Zhao Wenjie over for a while, which makes Zhao Wenjie a little startled all day long, causing great psychological pressure.

On this day, after the practice, Zhao Wenjie grabbed Hao Jun's clothes.

"Brother Jun, I found that I should have listened to you a long time ago, so I shouldn't be the official organization of the school. Now, you can listen to my voice, and I will be called to a lecture by an unknown school leader all day long..."

His voice was hoarse and frowning, his eyebrows almost squeezed together.

"There is no regret in this world. Who makes you the president who is the unscrupulous president of fans? You have to count your words and things, but you must not be a deserter, but it will be a badass for thousands of years!"

"Why has it been so infatuated for thousands of years? Don't bring such an exaggerated one!"

Zhao Wenjie sighed for a long time, and he was just telling Hao Jun a little bit. Speaking of which, since the existence of the fan club, he seemed to have endless things to do. This fulfillment and the sense of accomplishment he always accomplished when he achieved his goal also made him feel a sense of happiness, and his whole spirit was completely different from before.

Didn’t a young man grow up by taking on heavy responsibilities again and again? These experiences will only make his shoulders wider and more upright!

"President Zhao, hurry up, President Zhao, there are big trucks, big trucks, and a row of big trucks outside the school!" Before the chorus had completely dispersed, someone suddenly shouted in the music ladder classroom.

Zhao Wenjie glanced at Hao Jun, as if he had thought of something, and immediately became energetic and ran away without a trace. Most of the members of the fan club who knew the situation were still a little aware of it. Xia Yuqing's movements were not slow, and she ran out the second like a gust of wind.

The president and vice president ran like an invisible person, especially the beautiful vice president who always looks steady and sturdy, which is really rare. The members of the fan club who are unknown are full of confusion.

Teacher Zhao Le also thought that if she hadn't been concerned about the teacher's reserved status, she would have run away long ago, but her steps would definitely not be considered slow.

When Hao Jun appeared slowly at the school gate, several large vans were neatly lined up at the school gate, forming a column, and there was a driver standing next to each car, each of which was smoking.

At this time, it was the time for school to finish, and there were many students at the school gate. Most of them stopped and looked at them. Some teachers were even curious. There were a lot of items in these trucks. What large equipment had been built in the school? I didn’t hear any news!

The convoy was a slightly fat man in his thirties, wearing a black formal suit. When he saw a student running to him first, he asked tentatively: "Classmate, are you President Zhao?"

"I am, I am! Are you from Tiandi Media?"

"Yes, hello, hello, I'm here to deliver goods to you!" The man said with a look of surprise. President Zhao was really the same as the leader, he was an extremely young high school student.

"This, do you have a responsible teacher?"

Although the man found the real owner, he obviously distrusts his identity as a student, or he needs an adult to ensure that his traffic is smooth.

This kind of contempt and distrust are not malicious. Hao Jun has encountered many incidents on various occasions. Even Zhao Wenjie himself thought so and turned to look in the direction of Teacher Zhao Le.

Teacher Zhao Le was slightly stunned and hesitated a little.

Hao Jun took this opportunity to take the lead, walked up, and smiled and said, "This big brother, is the signing person mentioned by Tiandi Media President Zhao Wenjie?"

"Yes!" The man looked at the order in his hand, and it was indeed written on the order that Zhao Wenjie signed for it.

"That's all. President Zhao himself signs it. Isn't it the most appropriate? If you find other teachers, if something goes wrong, then you will not be responsible!"

"That's right!" The man was obviously a scheming person. As soon as Hao Jun said so simply, he immediately agreed. He handed the signed order to Zhao Wenjie, lit one of them, and smiled, "Please take it first, where will we move the goods? Then count it again, and then you can sign here!"

Zhao Wenjie nodded and then asked the school guard to put the car in.

The guard recognized him, a student who was very prosperous in the school recently, but couldn't help feeling embarrassed and said, "President Zhao, the school leader has never said hello to me, so I can't let strange vehicles enter the school casually. Moreover, the students are all out of school, so it's not safe to get in!"

Zhao Wenjie looked back at the students coming in and out, frowned and said, "Then ask the school leaders and open the door when all the students left!"

"That's right, I'll call first!" The guard hurriedly ran into the house.

Hao Jun looked at Zhao Wenjie coming back, frowned slightly, and asked, "Will the guard not let go?" He knew the urination outside the school gate, so he asked this question.

"I said I wanted to ask the school leaders first, and the students are leaving after school, so I'll leave. Don't worry, so as not to make mistakes in a hurry!" Zhao Wenjie glanced at the school gate and said.

"Brother, wait a little longer. Our school has regulations that foreign vehicles are not allowed to enter during recess. When all the students are exposed, you can go in again. This is safer. Is it OK?" Zhao Wenjie gritted his teeth and communicated with others.

"What you want, what you want, safety is the most important thing!"

Because of Zhao Wenjie's age, the man dared not underestimate him easily.

Everyone was waiting there. Not long after, a middle-aged man with a big belly came out of the door. Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie both recognized him as Hong Chenggao, the general affairs director of the school. Now he has another part-time job, the school's security captain!"

He didn't hold his posture in front of Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie, and smiled: "For the first time I saw a fan who would make such a big show. President Zhao, what's in this car?"

"Teacher Hong is some musical instruments and related equipment!"

"Is it supportive to the school? President Zhao will do it if he doesn't take action, and he will make a big move!" Hong Chenggao sighed with emotion.

Seeing that he seemed to have misunderstood, Zhao Wenjie hurriedly said, "Teacher Hong, this is not the case. This is something other companies rented to our fans. I will return it to others at that time!"

"Rent?" Hong Chenggao looked at Zhao Wenjie in confusion, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face. "Then I'm afraid I can't let you go easily. There are strict regulations on the purchase of equipment in the school, and there is no place for you to put so many goods in there. If there is a problem with improper storage, the school cannot bear this responsibility for nothing, right!"

Director Hong subconsciously stumbled when he saw Hao Jun's frowning brows on one side.

"In this way, you also ask the school leaders. I dare not make decisions without authorization!"

You have to report it layer by layer!
Chapter completed!