Chapter 216 (Chapter 216...)

Once the first color TV series in Zhongzhou was aired, it quickly became popular all over the country.

Children as young as Song Yao, parents of children like Father Song, and elderly people like Grandpa Song and Grandma Song will all stay in front of the TV on time every day and look forward to it.

Because the original author and screenwriter were friends of Mr. Wu, Song Yao was able to know some inside stories about the filming of this TV series.

When he has free time, he brags:

"This TV series took three years to shoot, and it went through many twists and turns. Almost half of it was even reshot."

"In order to film this TV series, they almost turned themselves into real ancient knights. They traveled all over the country, not to mention the desert and the sea!"

Song Yao was so proud that he felt as if he had made this TV series himself. He talked endlessly about it. At first, everyone was cheering and listening carefully while giving some exclamations:

Then when he blew it more than a dozen times, and after dozens of times, even the most supportive Zhao Xiaodong was no longer happy to listen.

After Song Yao started again, "Do you know how to film today's episode of the martial arts competition? It was a real fight," he, the only one who didn't run away, couldn't help but interrupt:

"You've told me countless times, Yao'er, if you want to make a TV series, just go and do it!"

Song Yao's face turned red: "How did you know I wanted to take pictures?"

Zhao Xiaodong rolled his eyes: "You almost want to get into the TV. Only fools can't see it. Haha, but there are a lot of fools in our class."

The teacher who was passing by and didn't notice it at all said: "...Zhao Xiaodong! You can't insult your classmates."

When he looked at Song Yao talking again, his tone instantly softened, as gentle as he wanted:

"Song Yao, if you want to film a TV series, you can give it a try. The holiday is about to start anyway. Since you've entered school, you haven't had many holidays, so you can go and have fun."

Until he saw the teacher walking away humming a tune with his hands behind his back, he was still a little unresponsive:

"What's going on? What did you do, Yao'er? Teacher Xu is almost smiling at you. Doesn't he always have a straight face?"

Song Yao said proudly: "Of course it's because I have done good things. Teacher Xu's daughter works in the U-country embassy. Now that Teacher Xu has joined the two projects, he knows that I was the one who strongly advocated the warships and aircraft. Of course he Thank me."

Zhao Xiaodong was stunned: "Huh? Really? I heard that the people from the embassy were the last batch to evacuate. Then we became busy again and I stopped paying attention. Are they injured?"

"The injured comrades have been sent home a long time ago. After the retreat started, there were no injured people. Hehehe, although Teacher Xu can't say it to the outside world, I am an insider. He has thanked me many times."

As Song Yao's battles got bigger and bigger, and more and more people came into contact with him, the country may have realized that it is better to block things than to remove them. At least in the school laboratory, everyone knew about Song Yao's achievements. Seventy-seven or eighty-eight.

This will naturally have some impact. For example, outside the classroom of the juvenile class, it used to be very quiet.

The teachers responsible for teaching them were basically Buddhists. In the past, Teacher Lang would hang out by the window from time to time to supervise whether they were studying well. Later, even Teacher Lang stopped coming often.

After all, when it comes to seriousness, the children in the junior class are more successful than each other.

Speaking of hard work, they still have to do projects after class. Some children even study for a semester by themselves in order to have more time to do projects.

Needless to say, Song Yao was very keen on attending classes. Even though the children had already mastered the content through self-study, he just liked to sit in the classroom and review.

The students worked so hard without having to watch for themselves. The teachers naturally let go of the idea that "they are still young and need adults to watch more" and happily stopped worrying about it.

But it's different now.

If Teacher Xu came to thank Song Yaocai, then the other teachers had no such reason.

Teacher Xu hadn't left for a while, but Teacher Lang came. Just as Teacher Lang left, Teacher Gu came.

The teachers came one after another, just like changing classes, and nodded and greeted each other.

The students in the junior class who were studying quietly in the classroom couldn't sit still and kept turning their heads to look in confusion.

"Why do the teachers keep coming to us? Aren't they supposed to be drinking tea in the office at this time?"

"Yes, I remember that Teacher Lang should go play ball at this time."

"Teacher Wang probably won't be here. He loves reading the most. He must be reading in the office."

"Look back, Teacher Wang is sitting by the back door reading a book."

Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but look back and muttered together: "Teacher, what are they doing? We are obviously studying hard."

Song Yao was quite calm, although this calmness was partly joyful, partly showing off, and partly complacent:

"You don't know this. They are afraid that someone will do something bad to me, so they came here to protect me."

When Wang Hua, who was sitting at the front table, heard this, she immediately withdrew the hand that tied Song Yao's shoelaces to the corner of the table, stood up quickly, and said seriously:

"We are in the classroom, who can do anything bad to you?"

Wang Duo, who was asked by his brother to let him go, said: "..."

Song Yao was worried that no one would pick up the slack for him, so he became happy when he heard this. He put down his book, coughed a few times, and put on a posture of "I'm going to argue with you guys."

"You don't know this, right? I've participated in so many projects, and I've basically led them all. Apart from anything else, the protective shields for warships and aircraft alone are enough to make foreign countries jealous."

"It was okay before, there weren't many key people involved, and I certainly wouldn't be exposed, but now it's different. When it comes to aircraft projects, there are many foreign experts. My identity! I can't hide it anymore!"

The child waved his hand and finally made a judgment: "So, I'm in danger everywhere now. Someone may want my life anywhere. As the saying goes, it's easy to hide from a gun but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. In order for me not to die young, the teachers must protect me on their own initiative."

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

Song Yao looked around and saw that they all looked speechless. He was very puzzled: "Why do you all have this expression? Aren't you worried about my safety? We are good friends!"

Zhou Yi leaned over from the side: "I was worried, but you weren't that worried."

This smug expression, this boastful tone, those who don't know would think this is a great thing.

"Hey! I understand that you don't understand the risks involved."

"After all, not everyone can be kidnapped by spies before they turn eight, and not everyone can be surrounded by so many dangers, you know? I might be stolen when I sleep now, and someone might ambush me in the bathhouse when I take a bath..."

Friends: "..."

Confirmed, Song Yao really thinks this is something worth showing off.

After all, not everyone can be targeted by various countries at his age...Pah! How come they couldn't help but follow Song Yao's thoughts.