The days of being a writer in a different world

There is no big difference between the composition test and the big earth, and it is even simplified.No proposition, no genre, only one essential element - water flowers.Time limit, complete within two hours, write whatever you want.

Although the exam looks simple, the judging process is quite difficult.Not to mention all kinds of grading standards such as: scoring values ​​of various styles, weighting ratios, diction scores, etc., but looking at the marking teacher, you can know the authority and formality of the exam. Every semester, from the library of literati experts, we will randomly select Lingwen masters above the "county level" level to judge the small elementary school composition test!

Of course, as long as the examination room can produce spiritual books, no grading is needed. The spiritual book kills all non-spiritual books in seconds, and the distance between the two is like cloud and mud, and they are not of the same class at all.

Cheng Chen, who was full of classics handed down from generation to generation, was also very troubled. In such a selection test for elementary school students' composition class, how could he beat all the contestants without producing something shocking?

World famous books and masterpieces handed down from generation to generation must not be written. You can't shock a group of elementary school students with Zhou Dunyi's "Ai Lian Shuo" and Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond", right?If they do this, the movement is too loud and the second thing is that Mr. Zhou and the others will not sleep well underground, and they will be so angry that they will travel through time and space to meet in their dreams, that would be scary.

If you write a sentence "The most is the gentleness of bowing your head, like a water lotus flower that can't bear the cool breeze." Teacher He should come to him with a sincere heart to talk about the dangers of puppy love.

Write about flowers smiling at me, the sun shining in the sky... Cheng Chen could vomit to death without the little brothers in Group A despising him.What's more, he may not be able to write these things as profoundly and vividly as his classmates!

List several conditions in detail on the draft paper and analyze them in detail.

First of all, you must write a character story.He didn't like prose very much. He either didn't read it before, and the ones he read must be textbook-level or famous all over the country. The grade is too high.

Secondly, the length of the article should not be too long, 2 hours, time is limited.

Then, you have to have real feelings, and you can excerpt an article randomly, even if you can't move yourself, how can you impress the judges?After coming to this world, Cheng Chen also began to believe that there is such an unscientific thing as a literary mind, and only when the heart has a feeling can the spirit respond.

He has to be worthy of the trust and youthful blood of the second girl.

The invigilator looked at the older teenagers in group B who were holding a pen holder and pretending to be sculptures with blurred eyes. disgrace……

All of a sudden, the young man from N showed a bewildered smile, and the pen in his hand started to brush, and the pen moved like a dragon, and he had already written more than half of the paper in a short while.

Is this sudden Wen Siru's diabetes collapse, or... premeditated cheating?

You must know that although Longchuan's literary examination is strict, there are still traces to follow in the questions. The materials can never escape flowers, birds, fish, insects, daily necessities, etc., and the questions will not be repeated within a few years, and the scope of preparation is also limited. Not too big.It is not uncommon to be able to bet on the exam questions and ask someone to prepare in advance. It is not uncommon over the years, but it takes time and effort to get into the writing class.

This is called, called... tying yourself in a cocoon!

The invigilator and vice-chairman of the writing class, Gao Changzheng, quietly approached the boy from N, just like a thin hunting mantis, slowly raising the long knife in his hand at the little bug looking for its own death.Once you find something wrong, hum!

N has been writing at his desk since he was a teenager, without raising his head.

Lao Gao squinted, his writing was passable, his diction was simple and elegant, but looking at the beginning...it was not a poem, song or prose, but it seemed to be a biography?Why?I've never heard of anyone preparing this type of writing, but I'd like to see what fancy things I can write.

Together with curiosity, the footsteps couldn't help turning around the young man N.oh!The name on the admission ticket is Cheng Chen, and he is 16 years old.

[He Xiugu was born on the seventh day of the third lunar month in a certain year in Wu Tang Dynasty. Her father He Tai was a tofu maker in Xingui Township, Zengcheng, Guangfu...]

For this exam, Cheng Chen thought for a long time, and in the end he did not borrow any famous works, but remembered the beautiful myths and legends in his hometown.

Hibiscus in water - lotus.

There was a kind-hearted girl who by chance ate the mica gifted by the gods and became as light as a swallow.She identified and picked various celestial herbs and elixir in the mountains, treated diseases for the nearby people, and finally became a fairy.The fairy's surname is He, and the world loves to call her "He Xiangu".

Thinking of the gentle and beautiful fairy sister holding a lotus flower, what comes to mind is the voice and smile of a passionate teacher surnamed He—the teacher believes in you!

Cheng Chen couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

He is not guilty of adapting "Biographies of Characters" based on long-spread folk tales instead of using ready-made articles.

After rewriting two spiritual essays, Cheng Chen, a science student who is used to writing procedures, has more or less his own experience in writing spiritual essays.Lingwen puts the most emphasis on the integration of emotion and spirituality, especially those with specific artistic conceptions in the sea of ​​consciousness, which are more likely to attract aura.

He couldn't catch up with the brilliant writing and genius conception of the legendary masters, as well as the wonderful writing style in his previous life and this life.No matter what kind of humanities and arts, hard work is far less important than talent.

Cheng Chen did not expect to match the literary standards of the masters, but he is very good at expressing artistic images!Not to mention the stories of the Eight Immortals that I have heard since I was a child, but I have watched countless movies and TV dramas in various versions. The vivid images of the Eight Immortals are not only preserved in words and images, but also deeply imprinted in the hearts of every traditional flower planter. .

In a different world without the Eight Immortals, aren't you lonely, the gods in the sky?

This composition class selection test, let him use it as a small test to test his ability to walk alone!

The senior invigilator had already stayed by N's side for two to three minutes, and he just wanted to see what tricks this boy could pull off.

The story is compiled as if it were real, and the gentle and compassionate figures of the fairies come alive on the paper, and the immortals who have never heard of them form a self-consistent system in a serious manner.A few legends came easily, as if they were taken from folklore, but he had obviously never heard of these "legends".

Could it be that such a fairy girl really appeared in the local chronicles of Guangfu?Or is this kid too brainy and too powerful?

Flowers in the water, the fairies whose names and surnames are lotus flowers should also be included in the article.

Lao Gao nodded, watching Cheng Chen earnestly write one stroke at a time, gradually getting a little anxious, this kid actually writes such an interesting story so slowly, bad review!

The invigilator can't just supervise one person, he has a short story written by a boy in his heart, he hurriedly slipped around, slipped around and back again, his neck stretched out.

From the corner of his eye, Cheng Chen glanced at the tall and thin teacher, circling around him like a tiger in a zoo, and felt a little bit drummed in his heart, not knowing where he met the teacher's eyes.Concentrating on his mind and not being distracted, he wrote the final ending, the poem inscribed by the legendary He Xiangu: I have taken advantage of the gods to enter the crape myrtle, and it is still too late to look back in the water town; I have taken the shoes by the well for thousands of years, and told the fairy in the cottage.

After the last stroke was made, Cheng Chen put down the pen with regret.

Although the writing is handsome, it has no special luster, let alone a literary spirit.This is what he hoped, but in the end there is still some regret.

Seeing that the man put down the pen, Lao Gao took a few steps forward and squinted at the ending.

Ouch!Such a lovely and gentle girl has actually become a fairy and went to heaven. It would be great to find a good partner in the world to deliver medicine to the common people.There is also a fairy master on crutches, can a lame person become a fairy?There is another chic and handsome fairy playing the flute, obviously this is a series!

He gritted his teeth and stared intently, his eyeballs were almost squeezed, and suddenly he grabbed the paper with one hand and wanted to take it away... Who is it!This is not trouble!

Lao Gao raised his eyes and stared, trying to teach someone a lesson.

The young man grinned politely and said, "Teacher, I have to hand in the paper."

Cough, cough!This, um, the exam is over, it's time to hand it in!Lao Gao stared at the paper reluctantly, and suddenly his expression changed, and he shouted, "Wait!"

With this sound, all the little four-eyed members of Group A who were about to stay behind and leave the field all shivered.

The senior invigilator sniffed suspiciously, and looked around again, but he didn't see anyone actually bringing a pot of lotus. The sudden fragrance of lotus... Lao Gao's eyes slowly retracted, and finally gathered on the answer sheet of the young man from N .

"The words are fragrant and overflowing—"

He carefully and excitedly picked up the spiritual scroll that he saw in the examination room for the first time in his life, and shouted: "The township knows the village!"

boom!It was as if a flare had been dropped in the classroom, blinding the eyes of many titanium alloy dogs.The students in Group A didn't care about the exam discipline anymore, and flocked forward to look at the "spiritual scroll" which is rare in a hundred years.Arguing and arguing incoherently.

As one united, they used those double eyes to stare resentfully at the big wild ducks in Group B, what the hell do you do?I can write spiritual essays, so why don't you come to participate in the selection of a composition class for elementary school students, and take a spiritual scroll to make me feel ashamed? !

Well!This, it seems that I made a mistake in my estimation, but I still haven't been able to make a fortune silently!

Cheng Chen sighed and smiled, but he was still very happy after all.This spiritual text, which has not relied on the glory of the masters at all, is a bit of affirmation of his own ability!Even if it is "the village knows the village".

"What are you doing all around! Pay attention to discipline, this is the examination room!" The senior proctor roared and drove away the croaking little swans.

Asking the assistant to collect the papers, he rushed to Principal Hu's office with the "soul scroll" and N self-candidates.

"Slow down, slow down, I won't run!"

Whoops!I almost forgot, this is a little writer who can write "spiritual texts", respect, respect!

Lao Gao introduced himself with a smile: "Student Cheng Chen, I am here to congratulate you in advance for entering our Longchuan writing class. I am the deputy head teacher of the writing class, and I will spend a few years of good writing time with you in the future.

By the way, apart from 'He Xiangu', Cheng Chen, are you interested in writing the stories of other immortals as a series of legends of the Longchuan Immortals? What do you think of this name? "

Lao Gao smugly put forward a suggestion, dedicating the title of the series of short stories that he had racked his brains for a long time.

"I call it 'Legend of the Eight Immortals', because it will tell the stories of eight interesting immortals. Thank you teacher for liking it. By the way, when will I get my exam paper back?"

Lao Gao is very reluctant to let go, it is the first time to live the long-seen spirit scroll!Why not keep it in the school treasure room, so that later students can look up and learn?The price is negotiable, Longchuan is not short of money!

"Because I promised a good teacher that I would give her this little gift written for her."