Hao Jun can actually achieve this through a simpler and more effective way. The No. 1 Middle School of the City is not independent of the education system.

He also had many contacts with Zeng Haiming, the deputy mayor of Lianhua City in charge of culture and education, and there were many ways to make him interfere in this matter, and he did not even need to make his relationship with Hao Yuefei. However, the many inconveniences involved and the possible chain reactions that may arise were not what he wanted to deal with.

This sudden youth TV series is good or bad for many students of No. 1 Middle School, or for Song Chenchen, Xia Yuqing and others, and it is not easy for him to make a very intuitive judgment from the beginning.

He did these things simply because he saw the longing and yearning for this matter in the eyes of the little girl. It was undoubtedly the responsibility of him to help this pitiful and respectable strong girl achieve her dream.

The conflicts or conflicts of interest between fans and the school representatives of some of the city’s No. 1 Middle School leaders are irreconcilable. It is also very commendable for fans to complete their transformation in such an environment.

The two sides are openly obeying each other's duties due to the previous conflicts, and look happy and harmonious, but in essence, they will more or less collide and friction in their daily affairs, but they are all deliberately suppressing them.

The school is even more resentful about this. In their opinion, how can students sing opposites to the school and teachers? This is human ethics!

Hao Jun and Zhao Wenjie continued to stick the notes indomitable manner, stubbornly stick to the campus bulletin board, and did not post them randomly in other places in the school. This is the rule they followed.

Although the school leaders felt ten thousand unhappy and wanted to completely sweep the students who posted the notice, they still asked their subordinates, confidants, or themselves to tear up the application letters in the notice board, as if both parties were playing chess in a fixed chessboard.

This actually formed a tug-of-war in just one day.

Although Zhao Wenjie was not sure, he was undoubtedly a very active person. He asked a day student to post an application letter on a telephone pole outside the school early during school time.

This is a move outside the board.

The telephone poles outside the school are not so wide as policemen in the Pacific. Besides, on this northeastern and well-connected road, there are so many electrical poles added up to the left and right. Zhao Wenjie, who made great efforts, mobilized the power of the masses and completely occupied these electrical poles. Instead, he covered up all the small advertisements that were originally posted on the electrical poles and replaced them with another unified form of dog skin plaster, which made the popularity of those who had seized each other's territory here half-dead.

Naturally, the school leaders soon saw this. The application letter on the telephone poles at the school gate made them all look green. They didn’t think much about it, and they were torn off all the things they saw. However, along the way home, they saw that almost all the telephone poles were occupied, and the school leaders didn’t have the intention or time to tear them out one by one.

Everyone knows that these psoriasis-like notes are the most difficult to deal with, so he is unwilling to be the cleaner for free.

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

Zhao Wenjie, the boy, pulled Hao Jun to visit the results of his big hand. Looking at the application letter that was tightly attached to the telephone pole, Hao Jun automatically outlined the faces of those who came to post small advertisements day and night. He couldn't help laughing, patted Zhao Wenjie on the shoulder, praising his mind that his mind was simply alive and endless.

The power of the fan club is not only limited to the No. 1 Middle School of the City. Although this matter itself requires No. 1 Middle School to make decisions, Zhao Wenjie made a mistake, which just caters to the ultimate goal of Hao Jun's struggle.

One night is not short, but it is definitely not long. However, because of Zhao Wenjie's activity, a TV crew in Shanghai was about to come to No. 1 Middle School to film. After all, it was spread among the middle schools in the urban area of ​​Lianhua City. Some envious, some jealous, and some wanted to join in the fun. It is said that No. 1 Middle School is the headquarters of the fan club. It turns out that the moon is the first to get the moon and get the benefits first, which makes people from other schools envious.

Although this matter is not a huge event, it is still enough to be a topic of conversation among teachers and students. After a while, it soon spread among the leaders of various middle schools. Inevitably, those who are well-informed in the Lianhua City education system know that there is always a child who happens to be in high school! There will be no shortage of the No. 1 Middle School in the city!

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

He heard it from a principal from another middle school!

OK! You, Principal Song, don’t know about your own school!

You are really busy with noble people and don’t take these small things seriously. No wonder Lianhua City No. 1 Middle School always sits on the top seat of our Lianhua City. I have to accept this!

Although the principal of another school in front of him was smiling, Principal Song seemed to have suddenly imagined the devilish words in his heart.

He didn't have much time to communicate with the principal in verbal terms. He felt that he needed to ask about this matter himself. Don't look confused when someone asks him again, which would be a bit embarrassing.

When asked the secretary around him, the secretary shook his head. He followed Principal Song all day long, of course he didn't know the whole story! No one in the school reported to him!

Principal Song, who had been full of questions but did not ask the secretary to ask, just returned to school, saw the students gathered on the bulletin board, and walked over without thinking. When he saw the application letter in the bulletin board, Principal Song vaguely understood what was going on in the mouth of the crowd. When he was about to ask the students around him, the school leader who worked hard to tear the notes directly rushed in. He didn't look at the content on the note, and tore it off in one hand, and didn't notice that Principal Song was standing in the crowd and watching his actions.

Zhao Wenjie and Hao Jun stood in the distance quietly clapped their high fives. The purpose of this struggle was finally achieved, and they were witnessed with their own eyes. It was a bit better than expected.

Although both of them were not sure what kind of attitude Principal Song would have on this matter, they obviously would not deliberately hold a posture in front of the crew like other school leaders. If it is OK, it is OK, if it is not OK, it is not OK. This is the style of the principal from the southwest of the motherland, and the students are very familiar with it.

"It's all gone, it's been apart. I've seen it many times, what else is there to look good!" The school leaders began to disperse the students like routine. This time, they finally saw Principal Song, and his majestic and elegant movements suddenly stopped.

"Principal Song!"

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

"Ah?" The school leaders were stunned. Not everyone said they had received this application letter. It was unreasonable that Principal Song, the highest decision-maker of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, did not receive it! They all thought that Principal Song had not responded, and they agreed to their decision, or at least they did not invest much attention in this matter.

"You come to the office with me! Let's talk slowly!"

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

Although he doesn't care much about the so-called power, others don't take his existence into consideration for some things. He will eventually have some emotions, not to mention that it is a good thing that is beneficial to the reputation of the school. If the operation is good, it will be commended by the No. 1 Middle School of the City.

snort……
Chapter completed!