You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 293 Exposure

  Steamed egg custard, stir-fried rapeseed, braised chicken legs, and milk and fruit...

  Jiang He stared blankly at the cleanliness. Although the dishes were simple, they looked nutritious and appetizing.

   He was stunned!

   He looked around in disbelief, and when he saw that the children around him were getting used to it, he gasped deeply.

  The camera was also quite embarrassing, and the accompanying reporters were even more at a loss, not knowing where to shoot to make the lunch look a little more shabby.

   "This, when did this happen?"

   "Ah? This was six months ago, six months ago, we had snacks here...

   "Every day is like this?"

   "No, breakfast and dinner are slightly simpler, and lunch is the biggest meal."

   "What are breakfast and dinner?"

   "It should be similar to a school in the city, anyway, it's a nutritious meal..."

   The reporter randomly asked someone who looked like a faculty member to ask a question. After seeing the tone of the faculty member, the reporter didn't know what to say for a while.

   I thought I came here to record the most difficult side of the children, but I didn’t expect that instead of taking pictures, the most nutritious side of lunch was photographed.

   Nutritious meals for urban schools...

  The reporters looked around the old cafeteria and the children's bowls of delicious lunch. They never dreamed that this scene would happen.

   The intern reporter Xiao Chen from CCTV was also shocked by the scene in front of her, but she still asked the photographer to capture it.

   CCTV pays attention to seeking truth from facts and follows Jiang He, Han Chong and others to promote positive energy together. Although Xiao Chen knows that there is definitely a show element in the donation, it is impossible for everything to cooperate with Han Chong’s show.

   "Chicken legs, fish and other dishes are free, but there is a requirement that you eat as many as you want, and you must wash yourself after eating, otherwise there will be no additional meals such as milk and fruit..."

   After seeing a blind child finish eating, Xiao Chen fumbled to the side of the washroom to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes for the first time, the staff will wash the dishes for the second time...

   He heard this remark from a faculty member in front of a reporter's camera.

   Xiao Chen was startled, looked around, for some reason, he had the feeling that he was watching the news broadcast.

   Jiang Hete was embarrassed.

   Originally wanted to show a picture of suffering with children, but such a hearty lunch has made that feeling vanish.

Han Chong was very uncomfortable. These children didn't know him, and they weren't very enthusiastic about him. He didn't have any fans here. It was hard to find a cute-looking child to talk to, but after asking kindly for a long time, the child didn't respond. , just to eat in peace and quiet.

   He motioned for the photographer to adjust the lens, bent over with a smile on his face and was about to speak when Zhao Guodong ran over and stood firmly in front of the camera.

   "Mr. Han, these children are special, please don't pat them in the face."

  Han Chong was stunned for a moment. He looked at several photographers and reporters who could come in, and found that everyone either took pictures of the children's backs or took a side view from a distance. Some wanted to take close-up pictures, but they were stopped by the staff.

   He smiled apologetically, "Principal Zhao, I'm sorry, but my fans are not malicious, they also want to help these children..."

   "Not paying too much attention is the best help for children."

   Zhao Guodong smiled, but his expression was a little serious.

   In front of the live broadcast camera, the embarrassment almost overflowed the screen.

   Until Han Chong nodded, adjusted the camera and said sorry to the fans, the comments immediately piled up "husband is so loving".

   Zhao Guodong stopped paying attention and organized the children who had finished eating to leave the cafeteria in an orderly manner.

   "Principal Zhao, where did your money come from?"

   "Donated by well-meaning people."

   "What kind of person is so generous? Isn't the teaching building also donated by the kind person?"

   "Sorry, this can't be said..."

   "Which rich man?"

"Feel sorry……"

"Don't you suspect that the person who donated has bad intentions? This is a good deed. Why is it mysterious? Do you know the source of the money? Shouldn't this be laundering..." An accompanying staff member couldn't help but face Vice President Zhao Dongguo said this.

   Zhao Guodong's originally smiling face instantly became a little stiff, and then he remained silent, seemingly with anger, and then the whole person's expression became extremely cold.

  Jiang He quickly changed the subject after realizing it was wrong, and said a few words to Zhao Guodong that he wanted Han Chong to give the children a music lesson.

   Zhao Guodong nodded after listening.

   After dinner, it is the children's lunch break.

   But today's lunch break everyone is doomed to not sleep well. After a truck left in the morning, a new truck arrived.

  This truck is all air-conditioned.

   The staff came to the new teaching building to make holes for the first time, and the sound of making holes was a bit noisy.

   Jiang He listened to the sound of the air conditioner punching holes and became more and more irritable.

   Then he took out the plan in his hand and glanced at it. I don’t know if it was an illusion. He felt that this school did not need his own materials and donations at all. He even thought this action was like a joke, and the whole process was so embarrassing.

   And, what happened to the principal!

  It’s fine if you don’t bring the children out to greet us. We brought so many media over here, so you always have to meet us, so please be polite?

   One hundred thousand yuan is also money, right?

   This is too unqualified!

   Jiang He became more depressed the more he thought about it.

   One thirty in the afternoon.

   Jiang He, who had a little rest, brought Han Chong and the media to the old teaching building. Han Chong also carried his guitar on his back.

   Just as he was about to go in and go to the class as planned, Jiang He heard the sound of pushing and shoving.

   "Sorry...no reporters are interviewed here!"

   "Sorry! No way!"

   "There is no reason, not here!"

   "I'm sorry, you go to interview Mr. Han Chong, Mr. Han Chong is going to teach the children, don't miss the key scene, thank you..."

   "I repeat, not here!"

  “…”

   He looked over subconsciously, but saw a group of reporters surrounding the other side of the old teaching building.

   On the other side, a group of security guards had stern eyes, blocking any reporter from approaching. One reporter even tried to take a step forward and was directly pushed down by the security guard.

   What is that place?

   looks like a music classroom?

Jiang He was stunned for a long time, as if he realized something and immediately asked the accompanying vice-principal: "We Han Chong came to teach music, why can't we go to that teacher, but to be in class? That music classroom? What's the matter, is it being repaired?"

  “…”

   Vice-principal Zhao Dongguo flashed a bit of disgust on his face after listening to this, but he explained patiently: "Today is a special period, someone borrowed the music classroom..."

"What, you can let the children have music lessons in the class by borrowing the music classroom? Do you know that this is irresponsible behavior! Who the **** has such a big face? Oh, and bringing so many security personnel, this The pomp is bigger than our Han Chong's face!" The agent Jiang He didn't say anything, but one of the media people stood up in an instant, full of anger, even disregarding the objection of the vice-principal Zhao Dongguo, let the photographer carry the camera to go Fight over there.

   Jiang He was silent, but in his heart he felt that the media person was right.

"Sorry, the class is about to begin, please come to the classroom with me, okay?" Vice-principal Zhao Donggui stopped the people and did not answer directly, but looked at Jiang He and Han Chong with a bit of helplessness in his eyes: "Mr. Han, Mr. Jiang, don't delay the children's class..."

"OK!"

In classrooms.

   "Classmates, good afternoon, I'm your new teacher Han..."

   "Today, I will lead you to learn this new song..."

  Han Chong, carrying a guitar, wrote the lyrics of his new song "Hey Hey Hey" on the blackboard.

   There are not many children in special schools.

   There are even fewer children who study music, only a dozen or so.

  Han Chong looked at the scattered people, feeling somewhat regretful...

   When Han Chong finished saying this, the applause was scattered, and many children stared at Han Chong with puzzled eyes, and their eyes revealed a bit of dazed emotion.

It was also embarrassing to teach. These children were not like other children. Some children responded very slowly. After Han Chong taught him two or three times, they still could not understand what Han Chong was singing. I work hard, but I'm always out of tune, especially when chorus is messed up, and I can't achieve the desired effect at all.

  Han Chong inevitably had some unspeakable irritability in his heart, but he had to put a smile on his face.

  …………………………

   Outside the music classroom on the other side.

   There are still a few unwilling media squatting not far away.

   CCTV reporter Xiao Chen is also inside...

  The mysterious donor, a group of security guards who look particularly arrogant and inhumane guarding the music classroom.

  Everything told her that there was absolutely something tricky in this music classroom.

   Curiosity killed the cat.

  People are always like this, especially after seeing mysterious things, there will inevitably be a desire to explore in my heart, especially a journalist like Xiao Chen who just graduated.

   The words of a senior kept echoing in her mind.

   "We live in the sun, and all we see are beautiful scenes, but there are always places in the world that the sun can't reach!"

   If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

   She smelled something keenly...

   Then she gave the photographer a wink, the photographer nodded after understanding, and then the two left the main entrance of the music classroom and came to the corner of the wall on the other side.

   After looking at the sharp glass on the fence, she was ruthless!

   "You lift me up, I'll knock the glass off!"

   "Shall we climb up?"

   "Yes! Shhh, keep your voice down..."

   "This is not good, we are the official after all..."

   "News must be explored and truth-seeking. What if there is big news or there are unknown secrets?"

   "Isn't it necessary? It's impossible for these security guards to hide their ears and steal the bell..."

   "This time we came very suddenly, and there were so many media, maybe the people inside didn't have time to prepare... If it's too late, the news will be gone."

"This……"

   "Someone is coming over there, hurry up and hide!"

"Oh."

  When the photographer was still hesitating, Xiao Chen saw another media person also coming here, and then the two subconsciously hid.

   Immediately after, Xiao Chen saw that the media person climbed up the fence very nimbly to break the glass, and then jumped down.

   "Let's follow too!"

"All right."

  After hesitating for a long time, the photographer finally nodded, and then let Xiao Chen step on his shoulders and climb up the fence.

   A few minutes later.

   When Xiao Chen and the photographer came to the window on the other side of the music classroom, he saw that the media person who was broadcasting live was staring blankly at the window. He seemed very shocked, and he didn't even dare to breathe...

   What's the big news?

  Xiao Chen was shocked, and then followed the photographer and rushed over.

   Then!

This is……

   After Xiao Chen saw the person beside the window clearly, her pupils shrank, staring at the scene in disbelief!

   (end of this chapter)