C157 The truth is clear (1/2)

Jiang Tiansheng didn't even know how deep of an impact a small act of revenge on him would have in the future.

Jiang Tiansheng was seated in his own principal's office, looking at the various Linhai papers in his hands. Due to the fact that the Linhai of No. 1 Middle School belonged to the big shots in education, and with the help of Yang Kaichang, who was an element-level figure, to guide them, this set of ”Rivers Awards” of Ye Qian's naturally appeared at the top of the headlines of every education world's media industry.

Even the non-educational media such as the Linhai Daily had a great interest in this matter.

For a moment, this chapter on the long river had practically spread through the entire Linhai. With regards to the name Ye Qian, most people would only describe him as a ghost when they talked about him.

”It won't be long before this article spreads throughout Jiangnan, and then to the Yanjing. Yanjing, I, Jiang Tiansheng, would like to see if you all will regret your foolish decisions from before! ” Jiang Tiansheng was very happy, very happy, and throughout the afternoon, Jiang Tiansheng's laughter could be heard in the Principal's room.

”Principal, the reporters from Linhai Daily and the other newspapers are here. They said that they want to interview you, I don't know …” Jiang Tiansheng's secretary, Xiao Liu stood in the Principal's office, carefully looking at Jiang Tiansheng's expression.

Jiang Tiansheng chuckled: ”Why are you interviewing me?” With that, Jiang Tiansheng put both his hands behind his head and stretched lazily: ”Xiao Liu, go tell them that I'm in a meeting and am not accepting any interviews, tell them to find whoever they want!”

”Yes, Principal!” The secretary, Xiao Liu, hesitated for a moment but still could not figure out the meaning behind the principal's words.

Actually, Jiang Tiansheng's intention was very simple. He wanted Ye Qian to be exposed under the spotlight of his Linhai as soon as possible, and he even wanted everyone to know about Ye Qian through the media. The greater the promotional power, the greater the possibility of the family within the Yanjing finding out about it. He wanted to make Ye Mengfan regret his decision to abandon his wife.

Since the newspapers could not find the Principal, Jiang Tiansheng, they naturally found a person.

This person was one of the most respected senior from the Linhai Education Sector, Elder Yang Kaichang.

At this moment, Elder Yang Kaichang was smiling at the camera. Although this old man looked like he was in his sixties or seventies, it wasn't his first time on camera, so he seemed very calm.

”Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang, we are reporters from the Linhai Daily. I would like to ask, what thoughts do you have about that river that caused a sensation in Linhai? ”

Old man Yang Kai-chang said with a smile, ”The book itself is written in the form of an ode. Its writing is neat, and its words are smooth. It is already a rare and good article. What's more precious is that from the beginning to the end, this River Ode was written in a small stone. To be able to use a small stone to write an essay, this is something that my old man has never seen before! How precious, how precious!

”Teacher Yang, we are reporters from the Changjiang Evening News. I would like to ask Teacher Yang if such an essay can really be written by a student?”

Yang Kaichang laughed: ”Previously, I also didn't believe that a student could write such an essay, but when I saw it, I had no choice but to believe it. After all, my Linghai No.1 Middle School still has many talented students! ”

Yang Kaichang's words were obviously advertising for the Linghai No.1 Middle School. Towards this, the media could only smile.

”Teacher Yang, is it possible that such a complicated essay was written by someone else? Is the authenticity of this essay worth investigating?” Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, and the question that was raised was also very sharp and harsh.

However, Yang Kaichang was an old man who was around sixty to seventy years old, he still had the ability to recuperate Qi, and only smiled: ”This reporter friend, if you knew under what circumstances this article was written under, you wouldn't ask me that.”

Actually, the title of this article is' Long River Falling Sun Ball '. It is the third time this old man has given out an essay for the second and senior year groups. In other words, this article was written in an examination hall, so there was no way it could be written on a script. ”If you don't believe me, then I still have classmate Ye Qian's paper in my hands. Everyone can take a look and see if it's true or false!

Since old man Yang Kaichang had already said this much, it was already impossible for him to continue provoking others. Thus, everyone silently agreed to the authenticity of this ”Ode to the River”. However, to be able to finish such a difficult article in the examination hall, everyone thought that the author was a talent.

Of course, if they knew that Ye Qian was entangled with more than a hundred thugs while writing this article, they would definitely be shocked.

No matter what, the publication of this long river poem had already garnered a lot of attention in Jiangnan's literary world, and the name Ye Qian had also begun to spread in Jiang-Nan university.

Second year Class 11, everyone had their own newspaper currently being read, while Gao Cuilan stood at the podium, looking at Ye Qian with a smile. She had never been this excited before.

Although Gao Cuilan used to look down on Ye Qian and despise him for being a poor student without money, but no matter which teacher it was, face was the most important thing. Now that Ye Qian's essay was published up in the newspaper, that was something that Gao Cuilan did not even dare to think about, especially when she was Ye Qian's language teacher. It was obvious that Gao Cuilan could already see the honorable teacher waving at him.

”No wonder, no wonder Auntie Gao indulged in Stupid Ye, so it turns out that his root is here!” Looking at the newspaper in his hand, Qiao Yu suddenly became quick-witted and muttered.

However, the current Qiao Yu wished that he could tear the newspaper in his hands into pieces, because he could not tolerate Ye Qian's light shining on the entire class once again. Gripping the newspaper in his hands tightly, Qiao Yu stared at Ye Qian's back sinisterly, unable to voice his hatred.

Ye Qian, on the other hand, had a face full of hesitation: ”What and what, why did an essay appear in the newspaper, damn it!”