The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 128 Visiting Mrs. Wen

Magic meeting room. [The chapter is repeated, please do not subscribe,]

An ad hoc meeting was held by Vice President Li Tianyun in person, and the leaders of the Composition Department and Vocal Music Department were required to be present.

Many professors originally had classes in the afternoon, but they were called by a phone call to have a meeting, and they could only hand over the teaching work in their hands to the young teaching assistants.

"President Li, why did you choose to hold the meeting at this time? Isn't this delaying the daily teaching work?" Professor Zhang of the Composition Department was a little dissatisfied.

He is a veteran of magic arts, and he doesn't care about Li Tianyun at all. The majesty of this vice-principal, as an old pedant, what he hates most is formalism.

Schools are ivory towers for teaching and educating people. They should focus on teaching, but now they take up class time to hold meetings. Isn’t this putting the cart before the horse?
"Old Zhang, don't be impatient. Today's matter is more serious, and it is related to the reputation of our magic arts. Otherwise, Principal Li would not have chosen this time for the meeting." Professor Liu Chun'e helped.

She knew that Professor Zhang's temperament was relatively old-fashioned, and he devoted all his energy to teaching, so it was quite normal to not be aware of the negative public opinion on the Internet.

Seeing that everyone was there, Li Tianyun asked his assistant to distribute the documents: "Everyone first look at the materials in their hands, and then talk about their thoughts."

The content on the document is also very simple, it is the hot spot in the tribal society, which is causing a lot of uproar——

"Analysis of China's current education system—starting from a "young genius" who was recommended to a top university at the age of 14. "

While everyone was reading the materials, Li Tianyun picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. His face was light and calm, with no waves, and he had a gentle and refined air of books.

But the back of his hand holding the teacup had blue veins bulging, revealing his inner unease.

In the morning, Li Tianyun's first reaction was to suppress the news when he learned that Magic Art had a "going relationship" guide.

Then, deal with the students involved and the relevant faculty members in a low-key internal manner, so as not to affect the reputation of Magic Art.

But the arrival of his old classmate Liu Chun'e made him understand the truth of the matter. It turned out that there was no such thing as going through the back door at all.

Being able to take the position of the colonel leader, Li Tianyun is naturally a person who will seize the opportunity. From this public opinion incident, he saw the opportunity to build momentum for magic art.

A month later, it's time to fill in the application form. At this time, if Magic Art can make a splash, it will definitely be able to stabilize the Kyoto Academy of Arts in this year's admissions work.

After all, the influence of talented alumni is of great help to the school's admissions, especially for students like Wen Yan.

Therefore, he contacted Zhao Wanqi on the spot and asked her to clarify the truth later. At that time, Magic Art will jointly speak with her, which will increase the credibility of the explanation.

At first, Zhao Wanqi did not agree, feeling that this would affect her and Wen Yan's reputation.

However, under his persuasion of "knowing it with reason and moving with emotion", and pointed out that this time it was a win-win situation for the three parties, only then did Zhao Wanqi agree.

But he didn't expect that this educational commentator with the id name "Ma Baoan" took things to a higher level with spring and autumn brushwork.

The nature is completely different.

This is because there is some controversy in the art of recommending students, and discussions on the Internet can easily amplify people's negative emotions.

Under the deliberate guidance of people with a heart, this storm of public opinion is likely to seriously damage the reputation of Magic Art.

"President Li, I saw the contents of this document on the entertainment news yesterday." At the end of the conference table, a young professor of vocal music said:
"He simply copied and pasted the above content, and then raised the original entertainment gossip to the height of the loophole. This person obviously understands how to mobilize public opinion."

"Hmph, this kind of person is clearly here to touch porcelain." The old professor sitting at the front of the conference table slapped the table angrily: "Look at this Ma Baoan's title, education commentator, hot spot analyst, folk Music critics... This is obviously the one who makes money by grandstanding?"

"Without a few taels of ink in the stomach, relying on a half-understood level, messing with the rhythm and fooling the public, it's just hateful!"

"For such a person, we must not tolerate it, and must fight back severely. After more than a month, it will be the candidates. When filling in the application, isn't he stabbing our magic art?"

Following the old professor's words, there was a discussion in the conference room, and it was obvious that everyone was worried about this issue.

"Yes, yes, such a negative scandal, if we don't solve it quickly, how can we compete with Jingyi when we recruit students this year?"

"Why did such a thing happen at this time of Guan Jian?"

Everything has happened, so don't worry anymore, Li Tianyun's face stiffened.

Thinking about this is a bit ridiculous. A layman uses his social account and influence on the Internet to directly touch porcelain magic art.

Alas, dealing with these old professors in the university all the year round made him overestimate the lower limit of people.

In other words, someone has become mad for profit.

"Everyone, be quiet first." Li Tianyun pressed his hand, looked at everyone and said, "Do you have any suggestions?"

"I think we need to clarify one thing before making suggestions." The old professor in the front row looked at Li Tianyun and asked, "Is there any problem with this student's quota?"

"If this student is fine, no one will want to throw dirty water on our magic art, but if he does drill..."

"Wen Yan definitely has the strength to walk." Before the old professor could finish speaking, Liu Chun'e answered.

Like in the morning, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and clicked on the video of the piano classroom.

Then, from the conference room, there was a piano song that was as warm as the wind, as soft as a rainbow, and with an inexplicable sadness.

After a few minutes, the video ends.

"Whose student is this, I think his style is suitable for my class, and I can give him a postgraduate place." The old professor said first.

"Old Liu, you are so busy with academic affairs, how can you have the spare time to take undergraduates?" The head of the composition department, who had been silent for a while, said:
"I haven't brought an undergraduate student for a few years. Today, I was very quiet and thoughtful, and suddenly I had the idea of ​​taking a student. I think this kid is quite to my appetite."

"Director Li, why are you so embarrassed to say so?" The old professor stroked his sleeves: "Co-author, you are a director who is more leisurely than me, so aren't you a subsidy from the white-collar country?"

"Stop, stop." Li Tianyun stopped the quarrel between the two.

The old school is the most troublesome. He has old qualifications and a big temper. If he really wants to quarrel, he, the vice principal, is also difficult to handle.

"He is Fang Nanxuan's student. If you have any ideas, you can talk to him." Li Tianyun used his trump card.

Sure enough, the two suddenly stopped talking.

Fang Nanxuan's bad temper, the professor of magic arts is well aware of, if he really wants to pry him, maybe he will tailor a song for you on the spot.

Or the kind that doesn't spit out dirty words.

rbq, rbq, the two of them had a calm aura, picked up their teacups and drank from each other, automatically ignoring the quarrel just now.

Well, cultural people are thick-skinned.

"Wen Yan can create a piano piece of the quality of "Wedding in a Dream" on the spot, and his current strength is naturally no problem."

Li Tianyun expressed his worries: "But now people avoid talking about lyrics and music, and only focus on the issue of recommended students, which is a bit difficult."

"Three years ago, he was only 14 years old. At that time, did his recommended works have the current attainments, and could they be convincing to the public?"

"There is no problem with the quality of his recommended works." In the corner of the conference table, Professor Zhang, who was silent, interjected after he started saying a word to Li Tianyun.

"Professor Zhang, how do you know?" Li Tianyun was a little puzzled.

"Because I've seen his work." Professor Zhang sipped his tea: "The manuscript of that song is in the school archives."

He still remembers the surprise that the young man's work brought to him when he recruited students independently three years ago.

Hearing what Professor Zhang said, Li Tianyun was also relieved. Although this old professor has an old-fashioned temperament, his requirements for works are very high.

Since he said that there was no problem, others would naturally not be able to pick the thorns.

"Everyone, since our student has no problems, we must not let him be slandered out of thin air." Li Tianyun looked around at everyone and stated his purpose: "I hope you can also contribute."

"It's about the reputation of magic arts, we naturally have to do our best." Everyone said.

Li Tianyun nodded with satisfaction, this was the purpose of his meeting.

These old professors each have their own relationship, and they are comparable to his vice-principal, and they have fighting power.

After the meeting.

Li Tianyun briefly contacted Wen Yan himself, asked for the copyright screenshots of those songs from him, and warned a series of precautions.

Then, he immediately called the Administration Department:

"I immediately post a statement on the school's official account. Wen Yan's recommended quota complies with the relevant regulations. The online remarks are purely malicious and slander. I will also put up the copyright of the song I faxed later."

"Then contact a lawyer and sue Ma Baoan for spreading rumors and slandering Moyi's reputation, and ask him to apologize to Moyi and Wen Yan himself before eight o'clock in the evening!"

Hanging up the phone, Li Tianyun pushed the gold-rimmed glasses, and a sharp look flashed in his pupils.

Of course things can't end like this, just a simple apology, how to restore the reputation of Magic Art?
If you want people to perish, they must first make them crazy.

Legal proceedings are just throwing stones to ask for directions.

Never underestimate the heritage of any top school.

……

Magic City, a high-end apartment.

Ma Baoan sat on the massage chair with a large cigar imported from abroad in his mouth, with a contented expression on his face.

Thinking of the harvest in the past two days, his mood is quite good.

A few days ago, as usual, he received a small business, and his employer asked him to discredit a popular singer.

At first, he didn't care too much. Over the years, he has used the trumpet and has brought the rhythm of many stars. This is his way of making a living.

Originally, he was just shooting every day, but he didn't expect that the rhythmic posts would rush to the top of the entertainment list.

The orders he receives are all charged based on the number of clicks. The more attention the post gets, the more compensation he can receive.

Well, the id of his vest is - entertainment expert.

This can not help but let him taste the sweetness.

Using a trumpet as a sailor is a petty profit. Like this time with Zhao Wanqi's rhythm, being able to rush to the hot search is also an advantage at the right time and place.

However, when he saw the rhythm of "Wen Yan's guarantee of the quota of students", which caused a lot of discussion, he raised a bold idea:

Directly use the large number to exaggerate the loopholes of the "walking mechanism" in social hotspots, and then use the anger of the people to touch the porcelain magic art.

Sure enough, the effect is obvious.

His tuba originally only had more than 60 fans, but after this encounter, it directly soared to more than 380 million.

For him, traffic is money. As long as he manages this account well, it will be his cash cow in the future.

Looking at the tribal account of the Magic Art School, it was posted a few minutes ago, about the "Description of the Walking Event", and the copyright screenshots of Wen Yan's songs.

And the sternly worded warning statement that deliberately @ him, Ma Baoan exhaled a smoke ring with a look of disdain.

Do you think it will be useful to show evidence?
Naive.

In terms of bringing rhythm and guiding public opinion, can the school's official account be compared to his marketing account?

Professional navy, learn about it!
Looking at the lawyer's letter posted just now on the Magic Art School Tribe, Ma Baoan almost didn't laugh out loud, the lawyer's letter is good!
Isn't it just a lawsuit, anyway, he's used to it.

For him, the more Magic Art took care of him, the more excited he became. Instead, he was worried that Magic Art would ignore him and let him sing a one-man show by himself.

Well, he still wants to continue to maintain the heat.

As soon as this lawyer's letter arrives, he will stir up another wave of enthusiasm. He can't say that the number of followers of the tribe can directly break through the 500 million mark!

At that time, his traffic on the tribe will be close to that of second-tier artists in the entertainment industry. Are you still worried about not being able to receive advertising resources?

The lawyer's letter sent by Magic Art is a shining golden brick to him.

Thinking of this, Ma Baoan turned on the computer and started editing the manuscript in Word, which was his habit.

Every time before taking the rhythm, he must polish the manuscript several times, so as to show his literary quality of educating critics.

Type in the title: "Declaration of battle, starting from the lawyer's letter from the "powerful""

Looking at the title of the document, Ma Baoan was very satisfied, which showed that as an education critic, he dared to speak out for the public and was not afraid of power.

Ma Baoan flicked the ash and continued to tap the keyboard with two fingers:

"Magic gave a reply, the recommended quota is not tricky, the wording is very official, the tone is very strict, and even took out a lawyer's letter as a threat."

"I originally thought that it would be better to do one less thing than to do more, or be a silent majority, so as not to attract the envy of the powerful, but my conscience does not allow me to do this."

"Let's take a closer look at the whole story of this incident. A 14-year-old boy was recommended to a top university in China."

"When we questioned his lack of strength, he took out the copyrights of several classic works in a row, as if to prove to us that he is talented, but who can prove that these songs were created by him?"

"How can an ignorant and incompetent householder have such high attainments in lyrics and music? I think it's either plagiarism or copyright purchased in advance. Isn't there a lot of respected old professors in the composition department of Magic Art?"

"Magic Art, as a top university in China, when I questioned whether there is any tricky about the recommended places. First of all, it is not to investigate the students involved and the relevant teaching staff, but to try to intimidate me, a righteous whistleblower, through a lawyer's letter. By."

"Is this the privilege of the powerful? It seems that the background of this Wen Xiao classmate should not be generally deep, otherwise the magic art will not cover him like this!"

"After talking about the above facts, I also want to offer a small piece of advice to the leaders of Magic Art: Never be a puppet of capital, we must believe in one sentence - the sky is wide, and there is no omission."

"I hope you will think clearly about the gains and losses, and don't be a cocoon!"

After writing the manuscript, Ma Baoan edited it several times in a row. The more he read it, the more he liked it, and he didn't even want to wait. He was getting a lawyer's letter on the way.

Anyway, the official tribe of Magic Art has already sent it out. He simply took a screenshot, and then matched it with this battle declaration and pressed the send button.

In the ashtray, he snuffed out the big cigar with the vintage in his hand, Ma Baoan lay on the seat, picked his nostrils, and waited for the reactions of netizens.

After a while, comments sprang up like mushrooms after rain:

[Shocked, Magic Art didn't even investigate, and directly threatened Teacher Ma with a lawyer's letter. 】

[wo giao, when I see it in broad daylight, I feel cold all over my body, is this society already so dark?Fortunately, there are people like Teacher Ma to expose their ugliness. 】

[Sad for us high school seniors. As a local art student, I have always regarded Magic Art as a palace in my heart. I didn't expect him to be so dirty. I'd better go to Jingyi...]

[Let's go upstairs, are you sure you can get into magic arts?Don't be ridiculous, Magic Art's score is very high, alas, no, I forgot that "young genius" people don't need to take exams. mmp, I'm so heartbroken, it's all my father's incompetence, I know this...]

[Upstairs is awesome, your father gave birth to a good son. 】

[Support Teacher Ma, we must fight the evil forces to the end. (v5) (v5)]

Looking at these comments, Ma Baoan couldn't help but smile.

As soon as this post was posted, didn't the popularity come?
To put it bluntly, the number of followers of his tribe will break through the 500 million mark tonight.

Thinking of the scene after the traffic is realized in the future, Ma Baoan's mouth evoked a smile:
The day is getting more and more exciting!

……

After receiving the call from Li Tianyun, Wen Yan felt a lot more relieved, and a magic art leader came forward to clarify that he only needed to cooperate with an assistant from the side.

However, Li Tianyun also needed time to prepare, so Wen Yan did not rush to Magic Art, but drove to the suburbs.

Since this matter is such a big deal, Mrs. Wen must have known it, and Wen Yan didn't want her to worry.

After all, the old lady was his one of the few relatives in Blue Star.

After half an hour.

The SUV stopped in front of the small shop in front of the orphanage. This is a small business that the old lady bought for herself after she retired.

Well, there's a little shop in the sunset that sells orange warmth.

Although she is old, she just changed her way and continued to guard these children in the orphanage.

When pushing open the glass door of the small shop, Wen Yan saw an unexpected figure!

……

Alas, it's hard to say, sorry, sorry, it's only now.

　Ye Han accidentally crossed into a strange world.

　　The dynasty slaughtered all living beings!Weird rampage!
　　Immortals have become immemorial!The road is bleak!
　　The beginning is cunning and parasitic, and it is at stake.

　　The attribute panel is opened, and a desperate situation emerges.

　　Insight into the weird!Strengthen everything!
　　Cut the path of life and death with one knife, and the world will be my own from now on.

　　Countless years later, Ye Han reached the summit.

　　Standing on the top of the mountain overlooking, he found that he had killed the strange world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)