super star system

When the fourth uncle shouted these words, he suddenly stood up from the rubble roof again.

She rushed down quickly, and at this time, the fourth aunt also broke free from the cordon set up by the police.

The two hugged each other so tightly.

"Fang, I will never do such a stupid thing again! I'm sorry... I'm really sorry!"

The fourth uncle began to suffer, and could no longer tell whether it was tears or rain on his face.

"Honey, let's live a good life in the future, and don't think about getting rich overnight, okay?"

At this time, the fourth aunt also hugged the fourth uncle tightly, and cried with her head on his shoulder.

In Zhang Cheng's view, although the fourth aunt is a strong woman on the surface, she requires perfection in everything.

But under such a situation, she is still just a weak woman.

Zhang Cheng's song had already been sung, and the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed.

The rain from the sky is like a baby who has stopped crying and has stopped crying.

Dark clouds gradually parted from the clear sky.

Zhang Cheng just walked out of the high-end elevator in the office building.

About 20 reporters ran up to him and blocked him at the exit of the elevator.

Hey, hey, do you need to be so exaggerated?
He just did a small thing to save someone, and the old one was still his relative.

But he thought about it again, in fact, personal influence is very small, if he uses the influence of the media, wouldn't he be able to collect enough popularity points soon.

By then, the road to becoming a superstar should be even smoother!
"Young man, how did you come up with the idea of ​​using singing to lure the suicide man back?"

"Young man, we heard a strong appeal from your singing, as if you created a world yourself and brought us into it. Are you a professional singer?"

A boy in a shirt with a crew cut and a girl in glasses in a dress asked.

Zhang Cheng cleared his throat, and replied calmly: "Most suicides are treated unfairly, and then the idea of ​​committing suicide arises in their hearts. Most of them just can't pass the hurdle for a while. I sang this song, and I just It was just a matter of luck, it just happened to hit the soft spot in his heart..."

Zhang Cheng held his chin and thought for a moment, and then continued: "As for the question of whether I am a professional singer that this lady said, I think it would be better to leave this kind of matter to the audience to judge, do you think so?" Woolen cloth?"

Zhang Cheng looked at the girl with glasses with a smile, because he had taken the Charm Fruit before, so even though his appearance was still very ordinary, he still possessed a fatal attraction.

The girl blushed and said falteringly: "I...I think...you are the most professional!"

"That's good." Zhang Cheng was still smiling.

As long as there is one person who recognizes him, he will continue to persevere and stride towards a bright future.

Regardless of the reporter's enthusiasm, Zhang Cheng quickly took the Dali fruit he had exchanged in his mind, and felt his body's strength increased in an instant, and he easily squeezed through the crowd of reporters.

He walked in front, leaving only the reporter's unrestrained back, a back that makes people feel unfathomable.

"Oh." The reporter, the girl with glasses, remembered something, stared at Zhang Cheng, and shouted in Zhang Cheng's direction, "By the way, boy, what's your name?"

All that remained in her eyes was the back of Zhang Cheng waving his arms.

And with a slightly immature voice:
"My name is Zhang Cheng, please remember me!"

"Zhang Cheng?" The girl with eyes muttered to herself, "I will definitely remember you, and you will be remembered by more people."

By the way, this young man named Zhang Cheng can write a separate report, and even put it on the headline.

"The young man sings in the rain to save the lost lamb." The corner of the reporter's sister raised a faint smile, "Zhang Cheng..."

In Huangli Town, there is a newspaper office, which is in the alley of Dong 2 Road.

The newspaper's order is very innovative.

"There is a newspaper office, and this is it!"

The reporter's girl was named Lin Jia, and she was standing at the door of a newspaper office.

She is going to come here to contribute.

He touched the green shoulder bag, which contained photos of Zhang Cheng saving lives, recordings of singing, and manuscripts she had prepared.

Her news hasn't made the headlines for a long time, and today's explosive news will definitely make the headlines!

She took a deep breath as she stepped through the gate of the newspaper office.

Inside the editor's office.

The bald middle-aged man on the black leather swivel chair looked at the report delivered by Lin Jia.

From the beginning to the end, the bald editor-in-chief took a heavy breath.

"This young man is really talented! How did he think of using singing to save people?"

"Isn't it? I think he will definitely be popular in the future. His name is Zhang Cheng." Lin Jia quickly added, afraid that the editor-in-chief might miss something.

"I think this kind of glorious deed should be reported on the Central Daily, so that more people can recognize this young man who conquered suicide with his singing!"

Lin Jia's eyes lit up, so the front page of their city daily couldn't escape!
This will not only bring her a lot of money, but also help Zhang Cheng let more people know him, which really kills two birds with one stone.

"I'm in a hurry to contact the Central Daily and ask them to arrange it. Our city news hasn't injected new blood into the Central Daily for a long time."

The editor-in-chief also seemed very excited, and quickly found out the contact information of Central Daily and called.

"Hey, old man!"

"That's right, that's right, I'm Old Liu from Beishi City. We have big news in Huangli Town today. It's a very interesting piece of news. I think you Central Daily will definitely be interested."

"Okay, okay, I'll send it to you right away!"

Editor-in-Chief Liu quickly nodded in agreement.

Central Entertainment News attaches great importance to this rare thing!

Lin Jia got up and quickly brought a cup of tea to the editor-in-chief, and asked respectfully, "Editor-in-chief Liu, what does Central Entertainment Daily say?"

"What else can I say, it's done!" Editor-in-chief Liu received an immediate reply to the email he just sent, which made him flattered now.

"Central Entertainment Daily said, tomorrow, let's arrange this news for our city, maybe we can get a front page?"

Editor-in-Chief Liu pulled down the email, and said happily while reading it.

I took a sip of tea and almost spit it out.

"Xiaolin, can you serve me such hot tea?"

Lin Jia smiled and said, "Editor Liu, am I not too happy?"

Lin Jia smiled awkwardly. This was the biggest report she had ever received as a reporter. Maybe she could rely on this news to go directly to the Central Entertainment Daily?
"Editor Liu, if you're okay, I'm leaving first!