A boy with a slightly longer hair that covered his ears came close to the bulletin board, carefully looked at the contents of the application letter, pretended to be casual and lifted his hair, and said to his companions around him: "Just be so handsome, everyone loves me, and flowers bloom, how can you be the protagonist?

His companion obviously had long been accustomed to his narcissism, and responded with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, if you are not selected, it would be unreasonable. You must recruit you in no matter what, otherwise, who will set off the protagonist's wise and powerful martial arts? No one is more suitable than you!"

The exaggerated tone attracted a burst of laughter from the classmates around him. The narcissistic boy was not annoyed, and he looked arrogant and stingy, as if everyone was drunk and I was awake.

"Look at what you can do! Who asked you to have such long hair?" A voice suddenly rang in the boy's ear, patting his shoulder, which scared him to death.

"Jin, Jin, Teacher Jin!"

Teacher Jin is a male teacher with a pair of glasses of high magnitude. She is not tall and fat, with a slight bookish atmosphere, and her speech also has a kind of intimacy.

The boy licked his face and smiled at him, saying, "Teacher Jin, I'll cut off my hair another day!"

"Remember this! Don't let me come to trouble you then! I won't show mercy!" He didn't bother with the boy, so he stepped forward a few steps, and also walked over to the bulletin board to watch it carefully, muttering: "Oh, classmates, you guys say that this is a youth campus drama. Can I also have a chance to try it out? See if I can also play a supporting role!"

The students were stunned at first, and then they cheered up. They all knew this Teacher Jin to more or less, and knew his temper. They all praised Teacher Jin for having the characteristics of a perfect teacher and being competent for any role from a teacher to a teaching director, or even a principal.

Teacher Jin nodded with a smile and said, "You are the bourgeois sugar-coated shells, but I really like it!"

"Hahaha!"

Not long after Teacher Jin graduated from college, he still had the dream of young people in his heart, and he could get along with the students. He never had any scruples when talking.

This happened in front of the bulletin board, vividly recording the attitudes of the students and even teachers of the No. 1 Middle School in the city to this TV series that may be filmed in the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

Sometimes, Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie would quietly cat in the corner not far from the bulletin board, observing what was happening here. They had been dragged by their classmates many times and asked questions.

In fact, in just one day, the matter of the TV crew's negotiations with the school spread throughout the campus. No one seemed to think that the school would obstruct this matter for nothing.

This is a good thing! A great thing!

Zhao Wenjie glanced at Hao Jun beside him. He couldn't guess what the purpose of Hao Jun doing this was. If it was well known, it would have increased their potential competitors. He didn't have much confidence that they could still stand out when so many people covet!

Well, the real idea is that he originally thought that he was the president of the fan club after all, and he always had a chance to play a supporting role in the TV series. He had to fight for this privilege, but now it seems that even this opportunity has become slim.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?"

The school leader who was the first to submit the application letter finally saw a group of people gathered in front of the bulletin board and started shouting at the top of his voice.

"What are you doing here one by one? Don't you go to class?"

Seeing that the school leader was already dark, the timid student had already run away. The brave ones left behind were to make way for the school leader and let him walk to the bulletin board without any obstacles.

He glared at the students around him a few times, and the school leader looked at the bulletin board. However, after he read the content of the application letter, his face changed and he cursed in his heart: This bold fan club!

But now the fan club is a recognized student organization in the school and has a great influence among the students. It is already too big to lose. But he is not good at pointing at the fan club in front of everyone. On the surface, they all think this is a good thing!

When the school leaders saw Teacher Jin who was very excited to stay with the students, their faces turned dark and said with a stern face: "Xiao Jin, bring all the students back. How can so many people gather here and not go to class?"

After all, Teacher Jin is a new teacher and still has full awe and respect for the school leaders. Hearing this, he hurriedly took away the students around him. At this time, no student dared to stay in front of the bulletin board anymore. It is not a good thing to be remembered by the school leaders!

Seeing that the students finally left in all directions, the school leader took another step forward, tore off the application letter in the bulletin board, and scolded: "It's really unreasonable, do whatever you want!"

The letter was torn to pieces and threw it into the trash can next to it. The school leaders left with their hands behind their backs and strided away. The leaders of the school all had regulations in their minds, so how could the students do whatever they wanted?

Hao Jun just frowned slightly, and immediately took out a piece of paper from his pocket, tapped Zhao Wenjie's head, and said, "See it, go to work!" He quickly walked to the bulletin board and posted the application letter again at the original position. The knife and glue prepared in his pocket indicate that he had obviously expected this situation.

"Brother Jun, it's useless to post it here. If the school leaders pretend not to see it, even if you post a hundred pictures, it will not have any substantial effect!" Zhao Wenjie said with a bitter face.

"I didn't say I had to ask them to agree, Anla, Anla, now the school will not openly cause trouble for our fans, and they can't afford to lose this person!"

Hao Jun's expression was so gentle that it could easily infect Zhao Wenjie. After all, fans did not suffer a great loss in their experience of fighting wits and courage with the school, but instead grew stronger in an orderly manner.

"Let's go, the task is completed, let's go to class! Come and have a look later!"

When Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie returned to the bulletin board after class, the place was once again full of students, and there were also a few teachers who were free to buy cigarettes from the Xueyuan store and looked inside on tiptoe behind a group of people.

However, this time, the lifespan of the application letter is obviously shorter than the previous one. The teacher seemed to have the eyeliner of the school leader. After squeezing in from the crowd, he tore off the paper and said in a high-sounding manner: "The bulletin board is used by the school to publish messages. Only when the school has a unified opinion will it be announced here. I will hand this letter to the school. With the result, it will not be too late for the students to come to see it again!"

It seemed that this was the reason. The students looked at each other, and they had no reason and had no courage to question the teacher's words, and they dispersed one after another.

Zhao Wenjie looked at Hao Jun with a frown, with an expression that I knew would be like this when I looked at it. Now, this has not achieved any goal except for letting all teachers and students in the school know about it.

Brother Jun always makes him feel confused when he does things.
Chapter completed!