I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 172: [Editor Wei memorial service has begun! 】

This day.

Babao Mountain.

Today is the memorial service for Comrade Wei Jianguo. It is also the day when the body is said to be farewell to cremation. perhaps was also moved by the sky. There was a light rain in the dark clouds, which seems to be tears.

Zhang Ye drove up the hill. After finding a place to stop, I found that there were many people around. At first, he thought it was a memorial service for other people. They came from relatives and friends of others, but they only heard Zhang Ye. Understand that half of them are here for Editor Wei .

Two people are talking.

"Friend."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Farewell of Father Wei's body is here?"

"Yes, we still have to go up. Are you from Old Wei?"

"No, I'm a social person. I was touched by the deeds of Father Wei. I wanted to come and send him the last trip, and I wanted to donate some money to his family. Comrade Wei left, and his daughter would have to live. With so many children waiting to help, I also want to do my part to help them with one's own. "

"Oh, thank you for the daughter of Old Wei."

"No, this positive energy is so inspiring. It's my turn to thank Father Wei."

Do you want to donate money?

Help Editor Wei ?

Zhang Ye knows that what can help them now is not money, but fairness. This is more important than anything. Zhang Ye came here today to help Editor Wei get a fair breath.

Someone called him after "Teacher Zhang".

Zhang Ye turned around and saw a few people Brother Hou Younger Brother Hou and Xiao Lu Da Fei, "You are here too?"

"Uncle Wei's memorial service, how could we not come." Xiao Lu was still in sorrow, her eyes were red, and she didn't cry for a few days.

Brother Hou comforted her by the side, "A good man like Uncle Wei must have gone to heaven and lived well with him."

Xiao Lu sucked his nose, "That's for sure, but ... but I can't swallow this breath, why is there no one to take responsibility for uncle Wei being forced to die?"

Hou Di 憋 angrily said: "Wang Shuixin is the leader, who can take him?"

Da Fei said: "I have exposed Wang Shuixin to the Internet in the past two days, but every time I post a post, it is deleted and it is too irritating"

Brother Hou said: "They are trying to seal the same thing as sealing Teacher Zhang"

At this time, there were many people carrying cameras on the back, and some newspaper reporters hurried up the mountain with cameras.

Xiao Lu took a look at them and said, "I heard that today we have a live live broadcast for TV station News Channel. After the memorial service starts, it will be live broadcast."

Brother Hou was startled, "What do you want?"

Xiao Lu resentfully said: "We did n’t pay attention to talking to the Internet. We also deleted posts when we talked. If they wanted to delete live broadcast, they could n’t delete them. When we mourn, we will tell the truth. Will it cause society? Concerned? Give Uncle Wei a story? Make Wang Shuixin? "

Da Fei is busy: "You can't stop here"

Younger Brother Hou also said, "Yeah, but live broadcast, do you want to be in TV station in the future?"

Zhang Ye said: "Xiao Lu, you have it, don't make a mess." In fact, his already was determined, dirty? Black live? Just give it to him, "Let's go, let's go up the mountain"

Media reporter and camera already are in place.

"Are you ready to debug?"

"It's worse, it's coming soon."

"Hurry up today is live broadcast cannot make mistakes"

"I see, I'll be right"

"Remember, don't make mistakes, you must be foolproof"

The reporters are all busy, some already enter the memorial hall, a large hall.

Originally, situation in Uncle Wei ’s house has no money to rent such a memorial hall.It may not even be able to hold a memorial service, but given the so much heated discussion in the society, I do n’t know if someone invested in it or Babaoshan. Bian did not charge any fees, so he found a relatively large hall to hold the memorial service.

Suddenly, a group of people went up the mountain

Successively, there are about one or two hundred children, and there are parents around them. This group of people can have three hundred people, all of them wearing black clothes.

"It's a child"

"A child helped by Uncle Wei?"

"Come on, interview, camera mount"

The reporters are all excited, and they are on the ground three to five.

People who came to attend the memorial service for Wei Jianguo were very shocked to see this scene. The crowd of children and parents who had been rescued by Editor Wei all came? Looking at this number, it seems that no one is bad? perhaps is in the heart of Editor Wei . He doesn't take these as a thing. Which child has perhaps helped? He can't remember one's own or already, but ... children remember that his children will never forget when they face difficulties When desperate, the pair of old hands stretched out by Father Wei

time is almost here.

The children and parents did not accept an interview, but went directly to the memorial hall. Many children cried in, which made the scene once again hung with a solemn and sad atmosphere.

"Let's go in too," Brother Hou said.

Well, Da Fei, "The colleagues of Let's go, Brother Hu and TV station are all already."

Xiao Lu also followed them and walked a few steps but turned back, "Teacher Zhang, don't you go?"

Zhang Ye stood still, "You are advanced, I can't stand the atmosphere inside, I'll smoke a cigarette outside, don't wait for me."

Brother Hou said with a sigh: "Okay."

They left, Zhang Ye didn't protect from the rain, and they stood in the light rain, and lit a cigarette. Sometimes the cigarette **** was poured out by the rain.

People arrived one by one.

In the end, Zhang Ye saw the figure of Wang Shuixin and his secretary not far away, and there were several people next to it, regarded as pie, 80% of them were TV station's leaders.

TV station's leadership advanced the field.

Wang Shuixin and the secretary also smoked cigarettes outside and did not see Zhang Ye not far behind.

Listen only to Wang Shuixin: "Did you take my newly created poem?"

"already got it." The secretary said busyly: "Give them Segment Group just last night. It will be used on the scene next program. Then program Viewership Ratings has always been good. It will definitely have a great response. Your poems are written too well Now, which capital is a classic. "

Wang Shuixin sighed, "Don't make a badass, haha, Let's go."

The cigarette butts were gone, and the two of them also went to the memorial service. They also laughed during the talk. They didn't take the death of Editor Wei as a thing at all, but otherwise, he seemed very happy.

Zhang Ye is indifferent to your heart. At this time, you are still laughing? Still thinking about how to make a reputation? Let me see how long the reputation you value most will last.

As soon as stepping up, Zhang Ye also entered the memorial hall

I am here today with the same purpose.