I am a Big Player
Chapter 431 - 425, Journalists Are Not Allowed Inside (First Update)_1

Chapter 431: 425, Journalists Are Not Allowed Inside (First Update)_1

Where did Ren He go for high school? No.13 Middle School would definitely know because to transfer schools, one first needs a letter of acceptance from Capital Fourth Middle School.

Moreover, at that time, Liu and Xie were obsessed with whether Ren He would come to study at No.13 Middle School. Especially Xie, if nothing went wrong, and if Ren He insisted on attending the high school division at No.13 Middle School, he was bound to be Ren He’s homeroom teacher. There was simply no suspense about it; Liu had already hinted as much to him.

In fact, there were no issues when he became Ren He’s homeroom teacher, but for others... it just wouldn’t do.

When No.13 Middle School received the acceptance letter from Capital Fourth Middle School, the two of them even went out for a couple of drinks that night to celebrate. They never used to believe in the ancient practice of setting off firecrackers after someone’s death, but now they were believers; they themselves wanted to set off strings of firecrackers!

"Capital Fourth Middle School, Ren He transferred to Capital Fourth Middle School," Liu and Xie said with certainty; there was absolutely no room for error.

Capital Fourth Middle School? Yuan Peng was stunned for a moment. The Capital? The timeline of this Knight’s journey to the Capital was almost identical!

Although he hadn’t seen Ren He’s true face this time, the most significant gain was that at least part of the timeline matched. What is the hallmark of a Knight? For Yuan Peng, who wanted to confirm certain theories, it was the person’s timeline.

Other reporters didn’t even consider the possibility of Ren He being the Knight, so they faced a blind spot in their perspective.

But when Yuan Peng, who firmly believed Ren He was the Knight, came onto the scene, finding the threads and signs wouldn’t be too difficult.

Such things as timelines are hard to cover up.

In his excitement, Yuan Peng left without saying goodbye to Liu and Xie, heading straight for Capital Fourth Middle School.

With half of the timeline confirmed, as long as he found Ren He’s information and confirmed the person had gone to America, even if he couldn’t meet Ren He in person, he could confirm his own thoughts!

However, Yuan Peng faced an extremely vexing issue.

If it were any other reporter who had found these clues, they could already start writing the article, regardless of whether Ren He was the Knight, because the publication of it would naturally lead others to verify it.

But Yuan Peng couldn’t do that. He had once published ’fake news,’ and without concrete evidence, he couldn’t publish anything at all.

Moreover, if he told someone else about it, anyone with clear sight would know the matter was very credible. Just about anyone would believe there were many doubts about the connection between Ren He and the Knight if not for the blind spot in their view. If not for that oversight, they could have also thought of the issue!

Just like how in the previous era, no one knew that ZTO, STO Express, YTO Express, and Yunda were owned by the same family before the exposé reports. Without considering that possibility, you’d face a blind spot in your view. Before air was discovered, no one knew that it existed; everyone was used to it being weightless, colorless, and odorless, as if it didn’t exist at all.

But the issue with Ren He was too serious. As long as someone took the time to verify it, they could easily prove it all.

If Yuan Peng leaked the information too early, the chances of others reaping the benefits of his findings were very high, especially because his own position was seriously disadvantaged due to his history with ’fake news.’

Yuan Peng regretted not investigating thoroughly initially. If he had done so, he wouldn’t have so many problems now. At the end of the day, he had been too eager for quick success.

Therefore, he now had to find irrefutable evidence.

Liu and Xie, watching Yuan Peng’s disappearing back, were baffled. What kind of reporter was this impolite? Was it so hard to simply say goodbye?

Yuan Peng couldn’t care less at this point; he was racing against time. Who knew if some other reporter might suddenly have a brainstorm and link Ren He with the Knight?

He purchased a ticket for the same day and flew straight to the Capital. Upon arrival, he hastened to Capital Fourth Middle School.

When he reached the school, he showed his press card, smiled at the security guard, and said, "Hello, I’m a journalist; I’d like to interview some of the teachers at our school."

The security guard spoke gruffly, "Not allowed."

Yuan Peng was baffled; when had his usually unfettered press card suddenly become useless? He had never paid for a ticket at any tourist spot before, always entering directly with his press card.

A journalist is a King Without Crown, right?

Indeed, there were many unscrupulous journalists. While there existed people like Bai Yansong who spoke only the truth, there were also those who tarnished the group’s reputation. They wielded their press cards as if they were imperial swords—entering tourist spots without paying, demanding red envelopes to avoid factory exposés, and threatening reports if not compensated!

It was precisely the behavior of these individuals that caused the social standing of the journalist profession to plummet drastically.

Yuan Peng insisted once more, "My press card is real!"

"If it were fake, I’d let you in; real ones aren’t allowed," the security guard chuckled, seemingly amused that this guy didn’t understand the rules of Capital Fourth Middle School at all.

What’s the most famous rule of Capital Fourth Middle School? The one forbidding journalists from entering and disrupting the students’ normal lives! It was a rule established by the old principal long ago, and bigwig reporters from the Capital circle wouldn’t dare to commit the taboo of offending No.4 Middle School. And yet, here was a little reporter from out of town, thinking he could enter just based on his press card?

The security guard spoke the truth; if Yuan Peng had said he was a student’s parent, maybe they’d have made an exception and let him in. But by blatantly declaring he was a reporter, allowing him entry meant the guard might as well quit his job...

Yuan Peng was bewildered; how could he know about such rules at Capital Fourth Middle School, being from Luo City? He thought for a moment, put away his press card, and said to the security guard, "Hello, I’m a student’s parent; may I enter now?"

The security guard was flabbergasted. Did he think the guard was an idiot, or was he just being one himself?

Now that Yuan Peng couldn’t even get through the gates, all he could do was wait outside the school. He had no better plan at the moment.

He waited until the school discharged in the afternoon. As soon as Yuan Peng saw students coming out, he asked, "Hello, student, may I inquire about something? Do you know if there’s a student named Ren He at No.4 Middle School?"

The small group of students preparing to head home was taken aback by his question. Ren He? Was there anyone at Capital Fourth Middle School who didn’t know Ren He? No...

Back when Ren He founded the Qinghe Club and introduced a killer game like the ’murder mystery game’, he had already caused quite a stir at the school.

The murder mystery game had been played by many, and it had now become a world-class game. For a group of high school students, even the most extraordinarily talented couldn’t compare.

This year, the Qinghe scholarship had already been awarded once, with an amount exceeding even the national scholarship at university level. Apparently, this was only part of it; the old principal, with Ren He’s consent, used another portion for investment in scientific research.

Besides, the amount of scholarship didn’t really matter to the students of No.4 Middle School. What they cared about was the scholarship within the Qinghe Club