I Don’t Want to Win Lying Down

The number of contestants in this year's composition competition for high school students has reached a record high, so the workload of approval and scoring is relatively heavy. This time, the members of the Writers Association of this city are responsible for this work.

Although they are not famous writers, these people still have some attainments in literature, at least they can judge whether an article is good or bad.

Because it is an open-ended topic, each article has been carefully read, and then find a resonance point from it. If you think it is okay, then go to the next stage of review. Of course, the works that are eliminated in the first step will be reviewed.

The procedure is a bit cumbersome, but it is because of the cumbersomeness that the students who participated in the competition are worthy of it. After all, this is their painstaking effort.

Um!

Not bad. An old man read a certain student's article, nodded and praised repeatedly: This student's writing is very good, it is the best I have seen so far.

oh?

I'm very curious to be included in the old Fayan's article. A certain young man in the office came to the old man with great interest, leaned his head to read it, and then showed the same expression, even exaggerating.

This is so good!

It's just...it's perfect! the young man said, I'm sure this article will be in the top ten!

well!

Don't jump to conclusions, this is just the beginning, who knows what will happen next. The old man said with a smile: You kid, hurry up and complete your task, be careful that next year's job title will not be yours anymore .”

Yes!

words fall,

Young people join in the intense work.

However, the quiet atmosphere didn't last long, one good news after another spread throughout the office, and the good news was nothing more than that this article was good, that article was good.

There have also been strange words, such as how this guy sneaked into the players.

As time goes by,

Everyone's spirit has reached its limit, and most of the contestants' articles are the same. After repeatedly reading articles like old wine in new bottles, or old wine in old bottles, individuals will feel broken.

certainly,

Not all contestants' works are like this. One of them is Yang Xiaoman. Her works have received unanimous praise from everyone. Although the style is similar to that of others, the emotion... is that the emotion in the text is more delicate.

Reading her works gives me a feeling of healing, and I can instantly wash away the tiredness on my body.

By the way, what's the name of the sleeping man? asked a member of the Writers Guild.

like...

It seems to be called Xu or something.

Xu Mang!

That's right, that's him, Xu Mang.

Everyone in the Writers' Association admired Xu Mang, not because of his works, but because of his courage, being able to sleep on such an occasion, and sleeping so soundly, not before, and never again.

Say...

This classmate named Xu Mang, did he leave any works during the competition? asked the young man before.

Yes!

Check out how this guy works.

soon,

Xu Mang's works appeared in front of everyone. First of all, the first impression was passable. The handwriting was not very beautiful, but at least it was understandable. The typesetting...was also quite satisfactory, without any special features.

As for the content...

The people present looked at Xu Mang's work, their expressions gradually became weird, and their breathing gradually became short of breath.

The title is called Love and Fire, and no changes have been made. Under normal circumstances, such a title cannot be resonated with because it is too lazy. Is it well written?

Perhaps in the dark,

Everyone present pays more attention to the content inside,

The title...isn't that important.

Because it was written by Xu Mang.

The story is about a father and son. The father and son are a bit strange. The father is made of wood, while the son is made of metal. The son's life comes from a small furnace inside him, so the son needs to eat wood constantly to survive.

The father made a windmill toy for the child, but the son ate a fan leaf in one bite. The father did not blame the son, but doted on him even more.

The son grew up day by day, and the furniture in the house became scarcer. The son almost ate whatever he saw, while the father repaired the furniture that the son had eaten. In the end, the father's repair speed could not keep up with the son's appetite.

There were only a few beams left in the house, and my son ate the beams without hesitation, and the house collapsed...

The father looked at the ruins, a little sad, and sat on the side, no matter how his son talked to him, he was indifferent. The son was helpless and sad, but he couldn't control his appetite.

thunder

rain falls.

The father woke up, but found that his son was gone. The heavy rain was coming, and the father was very anxious. He saw smoke rising not far away.

is the son,

The furnace in the son went out, and he died.

The father was very desperate. He found a toy he gave his son from the ruins, a windmill missing a blade.

at this time,

The howling wind drove the windmill, and my father thought of something when he looked at the windmill.

The windmill replaced the stove, and with the wind, the son lived...

It's all over.

The people present were deeply shocked. Although it was just telling a story from the beginning to the end, the story is endlessly memorable, especially its ending. It is not that the father sacrificed himself to save his son, although... it can be so Write.

But obviously not as perfect as the current ending, what is love? Love is not infinite tolerance, nor infinite pampering, nor infinite indulgence, which will only make the son feel that everything is taken for granted.

at last,

The full text does not give what love is, but the members of the Writers Association have already understood it.

like,

It is an existence that pays and returns are equal. Only when the flame of desire is extinguished, what is obtained is true love.

You...what do you think? The old man asked, Compared with other works, what do you think?

I have no idea.

But I understand one thing... If this work is not number one, I will hang myself. The young man beside the old man said firmly.

at this point,

Get the approval of everyone present.

well!

I heard that Xu Mang was expelled from the school!

Someone's words woke up the members of the Writers Association as if they had just woken up from a dream. Among them, the old man frowned and cursed: Such a student was expelled. How did this principal become? Just because he slept during the competition?

The identity of the old man is not simple. He is not only the chairman of the Municipal Writers Association, but also a representative of public opinion. He is determined to promote the improvement of the cultural literacy of the primary and middle school students in the city, and to discover some students with literary potential. fired.

Go on, I'll go find Lao He. The old man left here after leaving a word.

The 'Lao He' the old man said was the head of the Education Bureau of this city. The relationship between the two is not ordinary. It is said that they have known each other for more than 50 years.

The members of the Writers Association looked at the back of the old man leaving, and couldn't help laughing bitterly. They were all in their seventies, and their temper was still so violent. It was understandable for the headmaster to expel Xu Mang. The public opinion on the Internet is one-sided and completely justified.

Never mind, let's move on.

You say... Is there anything better than Xu Mang's work?

Uh... probably not anymore. I think Yang Xiaoman has the highest quality besides Xu Mang, but comparing the two...Xu Mang is more perfect.

I think so.

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