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

Sun Zhichao explained and then continued.

"I learned a little about you from Yang Xiuxiu. Of course, she didn't say much, but I was personally curious about Mr. Lu. Without any special experience, it's hard to imagine an ordinary student undergoing such a big transformation in such a short period of time."

“So, before I came here, I specially collected some information about Mr. Lu.

"Mr. Lu was an idol before?"

So that’s what happened!

Lu Qingfeng felt relieved. There was nothing that couldn't be discussed. In fact, he wanted to talk about these things with the reporters.

"Yes, I debuted with a group of teenagers around my age under the name Dreamer's."

These are all information that can be found on the Internet, and the reporter on the other side must have checked them as well.

Sun Zhichao nodded and continued to ask.

"Mr. Lu should have entered an entertainment company to practice singing and dancing long before his debut, right?"

"Yes, my parents signed me to an agency when I was about ten years old. I was too young to do anything."

"To be honest, being a trainee is no more interesting than studying. It's even more boring. I have to constantly practice vocal music and body movements while also balancing my studies."

"I wasn't a very smart kid. I spent a lot of time preparing for my debut, so my study time was squeezed out and my grades got worse and worse."

Lu Qingfeng narrated everything he had experienced in his memory, and the tape recorder recorded it quietly.

Sun Zhichao listened silently, combined the information he had obtained, and verified it one by one. He had a clearer understanding of the young man in front of him.

"Your group has been popular for a while."

"Yes, but soon it will be gone."

Speaking of this, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but smile.

He thinks that the agency's plan is actually quite successful. If it continues step by step, it may not be a parallel world version of TFboys.

Unfortunately, the kids in the group got carried away and did a lot of stupid things.

The agency lacks public relations capabilities, so the result is predictable.

"Excuse me, Mr. Lu, for a question. Judging from your situation, your family seems to be having some financial difficulties."

"Yes, I am personally very short of money."

Lu Qingfeng's answer seemed somewhat irrelevant to the reporter's question.

Sun Zhichao noticed the difference in his answer.

"personal?"

"Well, my parents are divorced. My mother remarried and we haven't been in touch for a long time. As for my father, I'll do the math."

He counted on his fingers for a while before speaking.

"The last time we met was probably two months ago, and I don't know where he is now."

Sun Zhichao was stunned.

He was completely unaware of this, and Yang Xiuxiu would not reveal such private information.

"So, you live alone now?"

"That's about right. I submit articles to magazines to earn some money to eat."

"Wait, don't your parents give you living expenses?"

"I don't know. Maybe they have forgotten about me."

Lu Qingfeng shrugged, his expression still a little innocent.

Sun Zhichao was shocked. What kind of shitty parents were these?

Now look at the clothes on the boy opposite and his thin and short body, and everything has the answer.

He was also wondering, since Lu Qingfeng used to be an idol, he must have made some money. No matter what, his family shouldn't be so poor that he couldn't even afford clothes, and his body shouldn't be like this.

Now I understand that his parents never cared about him at all.

Even the living expenses to maintain basic necessities have to be earned by oneself.

Sun Zhichao was a little unsure whether to continue the interview.

Pioneer Youth Newspaper is a newspaper aimed at teenagers, and most of the people he interviewed were children of this age group.

There are good and bad families, but Lu Qingfeng's situation is the first of its kind.

Moreover, this is also the official media, and it is impossible for it to dig deep into the dark side without any bottom line.

He thought about it and decided to turn the topic to positive energy.