On Friday afternoon, meijiazi suddenly held up the latest weekly, Fang Chun, and rushed into the classroom of class B for three years.


    "And horse, look, you''re in the magazine!"


    Tong Sheng and Ma raised their heads from the test paper: "I don''t want to go to the magazine recently. What magazine published my special this time? Kendo magazine? "


    "No, it''s Fang Chun."


    Just after the voice fell, there was an uproar in the classroom: "Fang Chun? Is that Fang Chun? "


    "Which weekly can it be, Fang Chun?"


    A group of people immediately rushed up and surrounded meijiazi. In order not to be robbed of the magazine, meijiazi had to raise her hand holding the magazine and protect her chest with her other hand.


    Seeing this, he hurried forward to separate the crowd, dragged meijiazi out and took the magazine.


    The magazine cover is a cover model that makes people have a desire to buy. It is big and white, which makes he ma seriously criticize the indiscriminate marketing means of the magazine.


    Then he Ma''s eyes fell on the large text printed on the chest of the cover model:


    The recent popularity of ancient martial arts has become the focus of attention of girls in the whole school?


    The secret of beige high school girls!


    Only the best three can surround him and get his luck!


    These three lines are bigger than each other.


    The picture next to the text is a picture of walking with Ma Ang''s head, and beside him are nantiao and meijiazi with black stripes on their faces.


    The composition is simple and straightforward, especially the wonderful black bar, which blocks the expressions on nantiao and meijiazi''s faces, so readers can''t help associating their expressions according to the words next to the picture.


    Anyway, this text and this picture will make people feel that this is a female public enemy with his two mothers *.


    I don''t know why the chairman didn''t enter the mirror.


    It is reasonable to say that the chairman''s figure should be very popular with such gossip magazines.


    And Ma couldn''t help looking at the chairman.


    The latter stretched out his head and looked very curious about the contents of the magazine. After looking at the horse, he urged: "you turned over to see what you said."


    And Ma always think she''s acting! In fact, she doesn''t care what''s written in the magazine. She''s just playing her current role.


    But as soon as the other students heard what the chairman said, they all began to urge HEMA: "turn the page quickly."


    So he and Ma turned to the page of their own topic.


    I actually used middle inserted color pages.


    In this era, printing technology is not developed, and inserting color pages is a fashionable thing even in Japan. It is the highlight of magazines that can use this color page as the title page.


    On the color page is a girl in beige''s high school uniform.


    And the horse: "who?"


    He looked at the boys in his class around him.


    "I don''t know."


    "Is there such a beautiful girl in our school? I thought all the best looking girls in our school were in our classroom. "


    "Where did you put president RI Nan?"


    And Ma turned to look at the chairman: "didn''t you say you''ve seen all the beautiful girls in the school? Have you seen this? "


    "Although I blocked my eyes with a black strip, I''m sure I haven''t seen it." The chairman said firmly, "maybe it''s a specially found model. If you look carefully, there should be very small words printed (irrelevant to pictures and texts)."


    He ma quickly narrowed his eyes and looked on this page. Sure enough, he saw a few words unrelated to the picture and text in a very humble place.


    These words are usually placed on the edge of the photo, but Fang Chun didn''t do so. He put it in a relatively inner position, next to the school uniform black pleated skirt. If you don''t pay attention, you can''t really see it.


    But it can''t be said that it deliberately hides this line of words. After all, in a broad sense, this line of words is still on the edge of the picture.


    But the definition of this edge is a little broad.


    "It''s a model." And horse, turn to the next page and start reading the text.


    He was watching. Someone shouted, "we can''t see. Read it, Tongsheng!"


    Meijiazi also coaxed: "yes, read it. If you look so high, I can''t see it with my neck."


    Chairman: "read it and let everyone listen."


    So he Ma was forced to read his own articles - at least on the surface.


    This article first played a song made by he ma on the spot to mourn his dead mother. It claimed that the reporter who came to get the material hid outside the classroom and heard a cry. He was almost found.


    Then, in just a few words, the article sprayed the general view in the music industry: Tongsheng and Ma were favored by the nantiao consortium, and then got the score of "where the star" from an unknown and down-to-earth composer.


    The reporter looked like an old spout. The content of a few words shaped the music industry into a headstrong fool and poured a lot of dirty water.


    Then the reporter asked: if it really came from a down-to-earth composer, how could the composer be down-to-earth?


    If the current music industry will let such talented composers down to be willingly replaced by others, doesn''t it mean that the music industry needs a thorough reform? Anyway, he trampled on the music industry and raised his horse by the way. Not only that, his words also "inadvertently" broke a strong news: he ma is the son-in-law of the nantiao consortium. He ma couldn''t help reading the magazine cover again when he saw this - the cover didn''t mention nantiao at all, and the code was so big that he couldn''t recognize that it was nantiao next to him. She can be any woman with flashy chest muscles. He ma then turned his attention to the article. After boasting about he ma, the pen of the article changed and began to describe the crazy appearance of girls in beige Ge high school for Tong Sheng and ma. And Ma looked at those fictitious descriptions, and their scalp was numb. And the girls described in the article always remind him of a group he had seen in his last life. That''s traffic star powder! And the horse''s scalp became numb. The key is that in order to meet everyone''s requirements, he had to read all the contents of the article. This is a public punishment. Yamada Yangyi, who hadn''t wandered in front of the horse for a long time, stood up at this time: "it''s so shocking that Tong Shengjun is so popular. It''s really good."“ According to this statement, President RI Nan is also Tongsheng''s powder, right? Even that day, will the south be brought into Tongsheng''s arms? " He ma couldn''t help but stop reading and retorted, "this is obviously making up. How can there be such a thing! Weekly magazine Fang Chun is a notorious periodical! " At this time, he ma thought to himself, I must ask Gumei office to invite you dog reporters to tea. At this time, nantiao suddenly entered the classroom: "my grandfather suddenly called the headmaster and lost his temper, saying that the school let the entertainment reporter in. I''m going home to ask what''s going on. " He and Ma Yang raised the weekly Fang Chun in Nan Tiao: "you don''t have to go home. Just look at this. I suggest that Gumi law firm deal with this matter. "“ "Fang Chun?" Nantiao frowned. "I''m afraid it won''t work. They''re waiting for the defendant. It''s really up to Mr. Gumei to deal with it. They''re estimated to be happy. Even if they finally lose money and apologize for withdrawing the manuscript, they''ll make money." And Ma: "what about that? I smashed the editorial department? No, I have to take the University of Tokyo and join the police station... Maybe I can find Jinshan. " Nantiao thought and shook his head: "no, I think that''s it. Anyway, we don''t mix the entertainment industry. We''re not afraid of this kind of public opinion." She paused and asked, "do you want to mix in the entertainment industry with Ma?" And the horse shook his head: "No."