The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 127 Visiting Mrs. Wen

Magic conference room.

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——

"——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, when he learned that Magic Art had a "back door" recommended student, Li Tianyun's first reaction was to suppress the news first.

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 education commentator whose id was "Ma Bao'an" used spring and autumn brushwork to elevate the matter to a higher level, and directly led to the "Guarantee System".

The nature of such things changed all of a sudden.

The recommendation system has always been somewhat controversial. Many people on the Internet even believe that this system is originally a back door for the children of the rich and powerful, and it is a privilege of "superior people".

Li Tianyun has been working in education for so many years, so he naturally understands the tricks of the "recommendation system".

As far as he knew, there was an only daughter of a wealthy businessman who relied on the family's financial resources to get a recommended spot for a small language competition and entered a top domestic university.

But this is just an example, and just because someone took advantage of a loophole in the system, its role should not be completely negated.

In fact, the starting point for the establishment of recommendation quotas is precisely to consider students who are partial to subjects, leaving them with a path to teach students in accordance with their aptitude.

However, although the system is fair, it needs to be implemented by people, and it is inevitable that favoritism will occur.

Not to mention the number of recommended places, even if it is a matter of national concern such as the college entrance examination, there have been scandals in the early years.

But as the saying goes: "Experts watch the doorway, laymen watch the excitement."

It's one thing to know, but quite another to be singled out.

Directly putting the hat of the loopholes in the "Guarantee System" on Magic Art's head, this is simply setting Magic Art on fire.

"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 loopholes in the recommendation system. This person obviously understands better how to mobilize public opinion."

"Huh, 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 Ma Baoan's title, education commentator, folk science popularizer, hot topic Analysts... are obviously the ones making money by sensationalism?"

"I don't have a lot of ink in my stomach, relying on a smattering of knowledge, messing up the rhythm and fooling the public, what is the difference between this and the vanguard in the ten-year catastrophe?"

"Ahem..." There was silence in the meeting room, and no one answered his words.

The old professor knew he had made a slip of the tongue, touched his teacup, and changed the subject: "For such people, we must not tolerate them, and must fight back severely. In another month, candidates will fill in their volunteers. Knife?"

Following the old professor's words, discussions erupted in the conference room. It was obvious that everyone was worried about it.

"Yes, yes, if such a negative scandal is not resolved quickly, how can we compete with Jingyi when we recruit students this year?"

"Why did such a thing happen at this time?"

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

But he didn't expect that someone would be bold enough to test the boundaries of the system for the sake of popularity.

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 taken care of undergraduate students for a few years. Today, I was very quiet and thought about moving. I suddenly had the idea of ​​taking care of students. I think this kid is quite right for me."

"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 a staid temper, he has high requirements for his works.

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

"Everyone, since our student has no problems, we naturally cannot allow him to be slandered." Li Tianyun looked around at the crowd and stated his purpose: "I hope everyone can contribute."

"It's about the reputation of Magic Art, so we must do our best." Everyone said one after another.

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, and he asked for copyright screenshots of those songs sung by Zhao Wanqi, and made a series of arrangements.

Then, he immediately called the Administration Department:

"On the school's official account, immediately clarify the authenticity of Wen Yan's recommendation quota, and also hang up the copyright of the song that I will fax over later."

"Then, immediately contact the lawyer to sue Ma Baoan for spreading rumors and slandering the reputation of Moyi, 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, the matter couldn't end like this. Just a simple apology would be too cheap for him.

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 was sitting on the massage chair, with a big vintage cigar dangling from 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.

Especially when he saw that the rhythm of "Wen Yan recommended that the number of students sent to the school is watery" had aroused a lot of discussion, he had a bold idea.

Go directly to the tuba, point out the loopholes in the "recommendation system" on social hotspots, and then touch porcelain magic.

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 "Explanation of the "Guarding Incident"" and the screenshots of the copyright 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 on the magic arts school's blog just now, Ma Baoan almost couldn'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 the second-tier entertainers in the entertainment industry. Will he still worry 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 Art gave a reply, the number of recommended places is not tricky, the wording is very official, and 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, which seemed to prove his extraordinary talent, but who can prove that these songs were written by him?"

"I think it's either plagiarism, or the copyright purchased in advance. Isn't there many respected old professors in the Department of Magic Art and Composition?"

"As a top university in China, when I questioned whether there is any trick in recommending places. First of all, instead of investigating the students involved and the relevant faculty members, I tried to intimidate the enthusiastic whistleblowers through a lawyer's letter."

"Could it be that this is the privilege of the powerful? It seems that the background of this little student Wen Yan should not be as deep as usual, otherwise Magic Art would not have protected 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. In a country like ours where the people are the masters of the country, we should never be puppets of capital. We must believe in one sentence--Skynet is restored, sparse without leaking."

"I hope that all the leaders will consider the gains and losses clearly, and don't be trapped in 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. 】

[I feel sad for us high school seniors. As a local art student in Shanghai, I have always regarded magic 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 getting old, she just changed her way to guard these children in the orphanage.

……

……

　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)