After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Chapter 413

Huang Qingyang walked to the edge of the playground and looked back.

A few people came over from the crew, followed by three classmates he was familiar with. They met up with Lu Qingfeng, the principal of No. 3 Middle School, and others. They could be seen talking and laughing from afar.

The boy of the same age as him was obviously the most conspicuous one among them.

When facing school teachers, school leaders, crew directors, and people who he considers to have high social status, his smile is natural and friendly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Compared with his previous situation, it was a world of difference.

He felt so bored for a moment, and life became dull and meaningless at this moment.

For the first time, he had a concrete concept of the disparity in life.

It is obvious that my family is better off than his, and I could laugh at him when I was in high school; it is obvious that he was a wild child without parental discipline who could not even afford shoes, but now he can chat and laugh with the principal and teachers who were feared by students when they were in school.

And I can only be scolded.

In fact, this gap will continue to widen in the future.

Huang Qingyang suddenly felt very sad.

"Tsk, what's so great about that? It looks so hypocritical, I won't bother with it."

He was unwilling to admit this change and used words to avoid the jealousy and envy in his heart.

Zhou Jing also watched the whole scene from a distance. She did not move forward. She felt a strange fear, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

Then I heard the sound of two groups of people talking together.

"speech?"

"Yes, it won't take too long, so I need to use the playground."

When Director Weize heard what the office director came to discuss, his eyes lit up.

"Of course, this is your school's playground. We're borrowing it. We just have a small request. Could you please allow us to film it as material for our movie?"

The office director looked at Principal Jin.

Principal Jin nodded.

The crew hit it off immediately and quickly cleared the playground, and teachers from each class began to gather students.

During this time, Lu Qingfeng greeted the male and female protagonists.

The film had a limited budget and did not invite big-name stars. These two were artists who had a certain reputation in the circle but were not that popular.

She is above second-rate and has played many non-protagonist roles. She is experienced, young, beautiful, and good-looking, which fits the positioning of the male and female protagonists in the novel.

The male artist is Yu Jianghang and the female artist is Ning Yi.

"I really like Mr. Lu Lu's novels and I am honored to play a role in one of them."

These two people are about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, older than Lu Qingfeng, and debuted earlier, but in terms of popularity and status, he is much higher than the other two.

"Call me Qingfeng or Classmate Lu. I'm a little uncomfortable with being called that in front of the teachers at school."

Lu Qingfeng said quickly.

The school leader smiled gently.

“The one who achieves first is the one who achieves first.”

Principal Jin said something.

After a brief exchange of words, since they were all young people and Lu Qingfeng was not arrogant, they quickly became familiar with each other and exchanged contact information.

By this time, the school had already arranged microphones and other equipment, and the senior high school students, led by their class teachers, came out of the classroom one after another and walked towards this side.

While lining up in the team, they were whispering to each other and looking here, their eyes full of strong curiosity and clear ignorance.

"Shit, didn't we used to be like this?"

Liu Xin looked at this scene and suddenly said.

"will not."

Lu Hui comforted him.

"You were like a husky, the kind that couldn't be pulled back."

"roll."

After all the students lined up, Principal Jin walked to the microphone first, and the voices in the front gradually quieted down.

"Hey, hey, hey, uh-huh!"

I tried the microphone first, and a sound mixed with electric current came from the playground radio.

"Today is a good day. Our outstanding 20th graduate, the emerging writer and musician Lu Qingfeng who was admitted to Peking University, has returned to visit us."

"On this occasion, I would like to invite your outstanding senior to say a few words to everyone. Everyone is welcome."

clap clap clap!

Applause broke out and the students lined up in a row became a little agitated.

"Lu Qingfeng, is this the Lu Qingfeng I know?"

"That's him, so awesome, a legend at No. 3 Middle School."

"He was the only one from our school who was admitted to Peking University last year. My mother kept talking about it to me for a long time."

"He's very famous now. He filmed a show with Liu Qianya. I've even seen a clip of him. You know that phone he endorsed before? My sister bought one specially for him."

"That's amazing. He wasn't much of a presence in school before."

"Shuyao, Shuyao, don't you have his WeChat?"

At the back of the team, a girl took a step to the left and asked a dark-skinned girl on the other side.

Liu Shuyao, a badminton player, was Lu Qingfeng's badminton partner when he was in high school. She is determined to get into Peking University.

"Go, go, go, it's been so long and we haven't chatted."

"Go talk to him. He's really handsome. Even more handsome than when we met him before."

The girl's classmate and friend pointed at Lu Qingfeng who was walking towards the microphone and said, she looked up.

It rarely snows in the south in winter. During warm winters, the sun is shining most of the time.

Under the warm winter sun, the boy is tall and has long legs. He wears a stand-up collar jacket on the upper body and jeans on the lower body. It is a very casual outfit. He has delicate facial features, clean skin, and an aura as pure as glass. The smile on the corner of his mouth is warm and healing.

Just like the weather at the moment.

"Li Miaomiao, go back to your seat."

When the head teacher's voice sounded, my friend stuck out his tongue and retracted his outstretched foot.

Liu Shuyao smiled.

I don't know if he still remembers me.

……

Principal Jin stepped aside, and Lu Qingfeng walked to the microphone. He glanced at the students who were looking at him with full of curiosity, and then looked at the microphone stand in front of him which was much shorter than before.

He suddenly remembered the past, when he was in the same position and the students in front of him were still in their second year of high school.

At that time, he had just traveled through time and space to this world not long ago, and the inherited talent of the Nine-tailed Fox had not been activated to the current level, and his life was still difficult.

He was wearing a school uniform and had to stand in front of the microphone. Because he was not tall enough, he had to tiptoe to reach the position.

But now, in the same position, the microphone is no longer as tall as him.

He smiled, turned up the volume of the microphone himself, and looked at the students on the playground again.

"Hello everyone, I'm Lu Qingfeng from Class 2, Grade 3."

There was a pause.

No one spoke, everyone was staring at him. Not many people still remembered the specific content of the speech almost a year ago. Only Hou Xiaobing felt something in his heart.

I vaguely sensed something.

"Around March of last year, I was standing in this position. Because of some things, I got to know everyone again. At that time, many people may have known me, but had never seen me in person."

"That day, I reintroduced myself in front of the entire school."

"I see that day as the beginning of my rebirth."

"Now, I stand here again to report my experiences and feelings over the past year, so I would like to reintroduce myself here."

"I'm Lu Qingfeng."

"I've written a few books, so some people call me writer Lu Qingfeng; I learned to play the violin, so some people call me violinist Lu Qingfeng; I've also written a few pieces of music, so some people call me composer Lu Qingfeng."

"I prefer when many people call me Lu. That reminds me of my most important identity."

"I'm student Lu Qingfeng."