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

"I have an interview assignment and need to go out for a while, so I just happened to stop by and see you guys."

"You journalists are always busy, running around all day long."

Chu Hongmei first expressed her feelings, but soon changed the subject.

"By the way, does Reporter Sun know about the publishing house's Rising Star Project? I'll have to trouble you to write more good things about it in the future."

Sun Zhichao immediately knew the reason for the elder sister's change of attitude.

For a publishing house to create top fairy tale writers is not just the magazine's job; it requires the combined strength of all its departments.

Interviews, illustrations, audio novels, peripheral development, animation production, etc. are not something that a magazine can handle alone.

All the exposure is definitely inseparable from the Pioneer Youth Daily, which also gave us a heads-up.

Sun Zhichao naturally knew about this.

"The author you want to promote is one of Sister Chu's authors. Congratulations, but I'm not the only reporter at the newspaper. It might be someone else working with you."

After understanding what was going on, he no longer wanted to respond to this enthusiasm.

Chu Hongmei almost couldn't hold back the smile on her face.

Old Qian watched from the side and shook his head secretly. He didn't do it regularly, but only came to the exam at the last minute. He was so utilitarian, who would care about him?

"What interesting news is there that requires an ace reporter like you to step in?"

He passed over the subject.

"It's quite interesting to say that Hongping District cracked a human trafficking case a few days ago, and a high school student played a very important role in it."

Yang Xiuxiu was stunned when she heard this.

Hongping District, isn’t that the area where she lives? She also became a little curious.

"I guess it was this high school student who called the police. This is not news at all."

Chu Hongmei is now very sensitive to the word "high school student", and she immediately said in a bad mood when she heard it.

"It's really not."

Sun Zhichao glanced at her and was too lazy to argue.

"I've also called to verify this. This high school student played a crucial role in catching the criminal. If he hadn't discovered the traffickers, detained them, and then recorded key information, this incident might have been a completely different story."

"The police department has specially applied for a commendation for him, and the school is also preparing to apply for him to be named this year's Three Good Students."

“Every young person today is amazing.”

Lao Qian sighed.

"What's the name of this high school student?"

"The name is quite unique. It's Lu."

Sun Zhichao took out his cell phone.

"Yes, let's call him Lu Qingfeng."

Everyone in the editorial department suddenly looked at him.

"what happened?"

He felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"Are you sure your name is Lu Qingfeng?"

Chu Hongmei's voice became so sharp that the last few words sounded a little distorted.

"Sure, what's the problem?"

Sun Zhichao was completely confused by the question.

“Don’t worry about it. We have a fairy tale writer named Lu Qingfeng. It just so happens that he is also named Lu Qingfeng. It might be a coincidence.”

Lao Qian explained.

Sun Zhichao was interested. He didn't expect that he could find big news just by strolling around.

If this is the same person, wouldn't it be even more explosive?

"The Lu Qingfeng I'm talking about is a student at No. 3 Middle School, and he's in his third year of high school."

He said excitedly.

The others looked at Yang Xiuxiu, as she was the only one who had the author's specific information.

Yang Xiuxiu's eyes were shining.

"Yes, it's the same person."

Everyone was stunned that there was such a coincidence in the world.

Old Qian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Now it's interesting."

……

"Lu Qingfeng, come out for a moment."

Not long after the first class in the afternoon, Lu Qingfeng was called out by the head teacher again and met the reporter who came to interview him.

The reporter was no more than thirty years old, wearing a windbreaker, jeans, and had a fashionable hairstyle.

Sun Zhichao looked at him with great interest.

The initial impression is special.

From the clothes he was wearing, one could tell that his family was in financial difficulty, but he didn't look as if his spirit had been affected by family problems.

He is thin, but his eyes are bright and he is full of energy. It seems that there is a huge amount of energy hidden in his not-so-strong body.