Fight To the Third Generation

This chorus doesn't sound complicated.

But in the opinion of reporter Sun Daxian, it is very good from the perspective of young people, who are enterprising and have ideal goals, there is no problem at all.

With the previous small composition, it seems that it is completely possible to write an exclusive interview.

Take advantage of rehearsal and record live video.

After reporter Sun asked the cameraman, he learned that he needed to shoot twice from a different angle, so he negotiated with Principal Song and took a break to continue shooting.

During this period.

He has teased all four of them, and they all know about it.

Whenever a little omission is caught, Su Yehao will hang on to the southeast branch, and secretly sighs that it is really too expansive, his rank is too low, and he must be divided into pools!

He stared at Su Yehao and examined it carefully, feeling the handsomeness of that serious man, and subconsciously exclaimed:

"..."

Linda Yun instantly sensed the nervousness of the principal and other school management.

She smiled reluctantly, revealing a hint of embarrassment, after organizing the language, she said:

In recent years, Mr. Su has donated three to four million yuan to the school one after another, and he has also provided scholarships to many poor students. "

What Principal Song didn't mention is that every time Su Yehao made trouble and was almost expelled, his parents were so generous in order to put things to rest.

The former black pot, now Su Yehao can only carry it on his back.

Reporter Sun nodded.

I think this is right. A family that can cultivate such children is definitely not far behind.

I found some news materials again, and thought of digging deeper into the Four Seas International. Now that the familiar faces on the news have been over and over again, the readers have already lost their freshness, and they really need to add some new faces.

As for Zhao Yimeng, the little girl is beautiful and slim.

From reporter Sun's point of view, compared with Su Yehao, who is so absorbed, he is still far behind, and there are not many bright spots worth exploring...

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Su Yehao, distracted, was comforting himself, as if he was hypnotized.

Thinking about it.

Confidence is back.

Although there are many difficulties and obstacles in the future, he does not give up easily.

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, he called Vera, Zhao Yimeng, Nangong Tian, ​​and Jiang Yu. Su Yehao, relying on his identity as the head of the choir, began to grieve and let them practice Mandarin.

The paragraphs each person is responsible for are divided and practiced one by one, and he personally supervises and checks.

Seeing him being so serious, the girls didn't say much, especially Vera, who was full of guilt. Her Mandarin was the most substandard.

Jiang Yu was also a little frustrated, and stopped thinking about it.

As for Nangong Tian.

This girl's mother came from a small island. Although her voice was softer, her pronunciation was quite standard.

Standing there with a smile on his face, he clearly wrote to Su Yehao in his eyes, "Praise me!"

A luxurious massage as a reward is perfect.

Get ready.

The second chorus.

Everyone was looking for a feeling, and the effect was even better than the first time.

Reporter Sun asked cameraman Xiao Wang to focus on shooting Su Yehao.

After all, he was a man who participated in the campus singer competition during his college days. Although Su Yehao felt that it was a bit strange for a camera to appear under the stage, he did not have any stage fright.

However, Mr. Figo was standing there, startling Su Yehao.

I was determined to skip all the music classes this semester, and I was really scared that I couldn't give Mr. Figo a chance to continue to kill me.

……

Principal Song asked someone to buy hamburgers and fried chicken.

After dinner, Su Yehao could hold on for a little longer.

When he was picking up the hamburger, a microphone was stuck to his mouth. Reporter Sun asked cheerfully, "Hello, classmate Su, I'm a reporter from the New Associated Press. Can I interview you?"

"..."

Su Yehao agreed, how could he miss the highlight moment of showing his face in front of the villagers.

The problem at the beginning was normal.

It was nothing more than why he wrote this song and whether he had any expectations for the July celebration. He answered seriously with a humble smile.

Reporter Sun changed the subject and suddenly asked, "I heard that your family is engaged in the construction business. Do you have any plans to develop to the north?"

This is purely a casual question from reporter Sun Daxian.

The economy in the north is in full swing, there are many Hong Kong businessmen, but there is not much news on the casino side. By the way, we can enrich the content of the report and continue to inject a booster for opening up.

The flowers and sedan chairs were carried by everyone, not really wanting to learn anything from Su Yehao.

Su Yehao's little brain started to run at a high speed in an instant. His father recently cashed out, and he had a lot of cash in his hand, and the final payment from the Huang family was arriving one after another.

Keenly realized, isn't this an opportunity to tie Dad into the car?

After hesitating for a few seconds, he deliberately mentioned:

It's dereliction of duty, I have to write an article to review it.

Far away in the Four Seas International Headquarters.

I don't know why, but Father Su was just about to go to the fourth concubine and go for a ride in the sea.

Suddenly, the back of his head became cold, and he shivered.

Suspicious eyes.