Different God of Cooking [Rebirth]

"Ji Xiaoshu, stop laughing!" Looking at Ji Jiashu who was giggling behind him, Zhao An couldn't help but say something.

But no matter how harsh Zhao An's tone is at this time, it can't stop Ji Jiashu's joy at this time, because the result of the composition competition has just come out.

It has been more than a month since the two of them handed over the competition essays to their respective homeroom teachers. In a blink of an eye, the end of the midterm exam and the upcoming final exam.Even when Zhao An was thinking that the result of the composition competition might not be able to keep up with the final grade, the result of the competition came out.

During the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, the principal of the school suddenly said on the flag-raising platform: "Congratulations to Ji Jiashu from Class [-] of Grade [-] for winning the special prize in the composition competition for elementary school students in Chengdu, and Zhao An from Class [-] of Grade [-] for winning the first prize. In addition, one student won the second prize, and three students..."

Although this composition competition faced elementary school students throughout Chengdu, there were only three special prizes and ten first prizes.As one of the dozens of public primary schools in Chengdu, the Fourteenth Attached Primary School is indeed something worth celebrating to achieve such an achievement.

It is estimated that the headmaster just got the news, so he couldn't wait to announce it in public at the flag-raising ceremony.

Zhao An is also quite satisfied with the first prize. The composition of elementary school students is limited to [-] words. If they can explain one thing clearly and use some good sentences and allusions, they can stand out. In terms of purely objective evaluation criteria, the first prize is also a good result.

The city's first prize, combined with the results of the final exam last year, was enough for Zhao An to propose the idea of ​​skipping a grade to his parents, allowing his parents to accept the process in advance.

Anyway, Zhao An has already inquired about the Hua Luogeng Cup Mathematics Competition next semester. He will prepare well during the winter vacation, and then strive to get a good result in the next semester, so that he can skip a grade in a legitimate way.At present, Zhao An's plan is to go directly to junior high school after finishing the fifth grade. Anyway, the most famous junior high schools in Rongcheng have special recruitment channels for entrance examinations.

However, the result of the special prize is of great significance to Ji Jiashu, not because the special prize itself is so important, but because it means that he can finally surpass his best friend in a certain aspect!

Although Ji Jiashu admires Zhao An very much, he thinks that Zhao An can do everything and is better than him in everything.Not only about the piano, but also in other aspects. He usually does homework faster than him, writes better than him, and even runs faster than him, so Zhao An can easily catch it every time.

No matter how much Ji Jiashu likes Zhao An, he will be under pressure, that kind of frustration that his best friend is better than him in every aspect.

And this composition competition undoubtedly revived Ji Jiashu, he was finally better than Zhao An in one thing!I won't be left too far by Zhao An.

So after the flag-raising ceremony, Ji Jiashu didn't care about the congratulations from the head teacher and classmates, and ran directly from Class [-] to Class [-], and then rushed to Zhao An, shouting excitedly: "An An! I won!"

Zhao An rushed forward with a stride, and then covered Ji Jiashu's mouth. If he didn't stop Ji Jiashu, everyone would probably know his nickname.

In fact, Ji Jiashu usually listens to Zhao An very much, and never calls him by his nickname in front of outsiders, except when Ji Jiashu is so happy that he forgets everything, such as when Zhao An plays the piano for him, or now.

Even though Zhao An covered his mouth, Ji Jiashu couldn't stop the smile on his face.Zhao An could only choose to let go of his own hand, and then said, "Keep your voice down."

There is no way, Zhao An has found that he is less and less able to resist Ji Jiashu's smile.

Of course, Ji Jiashu would not deliberately show off his grand prize. His good family education made him seldom show off everything he had, whether it was family background, grades or others.But in front of Zhao An, there is nothing to worry about.

Seeing Ji Jiashu's uncontrollable smile, Zhao An touched his forehead deep in his heart, forget it, who made him Ji Jiashu?

"Hurry up, class will start soon." Zhao An asked Ji Jiashu to move a little faster.

Ji Jiashu finally put away his smile now, not to be too flamboyant and complacent in front of the teacher and other students.

After the principal announced the news, the certificates for the composition competition were also distributed to the school. At this time, Zhao An and Ji Jiashu were going to receive the certificates and accept the reception and praise from the school leaders.

Walking into the office, Zhao An saw the principal, the director of the Academic Affairs Office, their head teacher, several other award-winning students, and even a staff member with a camera.

"Come, come, congratulations to you two." The headmaster smiled.

Zhao An and Ji Jiashu were called in front of the principal by the teacher, and then they stood on the left and right sides of the principal, holding their certificates of merit in their hands, and then took a group photo.

Zhao An has long been familiar with this situation, and the smile on his face is quite standard.But Ji Jiashu was already in a very happy mood, so it was natural for him to show a warm smile.

Of course, other award-winning students also took group photos together, but Zhao An and Ji Jiashu took photos with the principal alone.

"But you shouldn't be too proud. This is your composition. The judges above will ask for your comments. You should be aware of your own shortcomings." After taking a group photo, the principal gave each of Zhao An and Ji Jiashu a composition collection. All the award-winning essays this time are included in it.

As a city-level composition competition, besides the composition collection, there are other rewards, although it is not the prize that Zhao An is most looking forward to, and the Xinhua Wenxuan book card.

Ji Jiashu, who won the special prize, received a book card worth 150 yuan, while Zhao An received a book card worth [-] yuan.Even considering that it is limited to Wenxuan Bookstore, it is still a very good reward.

It happened that Zhao An had several books in his mind that he wanted to buy, and with the book card, he could save some money.

As for the composition collection, it also has its function, such as making parents happy.As for the judges' comments, Zhao An didn't take it seriously. He also knew that even if he was reborn, he would definitely not be considered a genius.All he can rely on is the memory of his previous life and his own self-control.

I have been "humbly" accepting the teachings of the principal and school leaders for ten minutes, and finally escaped from the office.

The award-winning students who left the office immediately began to look through the essay collection in their hands. This was the first time they saw their essays being edited into a book. This was an honor that none of them had imagined, so naturally they couldn't wait.

No matter how mature and stable Ji Jiashu is usually, he also opened the composition collection at this time.But what Ji Jiashu looked for at the first time was not his own composition, but Zhao An's.

Zhao An's composition was ranked fourth, second only to the three special award compositions, and Ji Jiashu's composition happened to be ranked third.

Ji Jiashu was so excited that he couldn't explain it. He didn't expect that the composition collection could be arranged with Zhao An. He excitedly said to Zhao An: "Zhao An, look, we are arranged together!"

Regarding Ji Jiashu's excitement, what else can Zhao An say?Of course, he smiled to show that he was also very happy.

Ji Jiashu's excitement has not subsided, and he continued: "I want to see the comments on your composition?"

Curious baby Ji Jiashu said that he really wanted to know the comments on Zhao An's composition, because Ji Jiashu had read Zhao An's composition after the two of them finished writing it together. It was an article about the scenery of Wuhou Temple, with words and sentences In Ji Jiashu's view, it can be said to be impeccable.

At that time, Ji Jiashu thought that Zhao An's score in the composition competition would definitely be better than his own, but he never expected that he would win this time.

Half happy, half curious, and the family members wanted to know Zhao An's composition comments, but they were afraid of their good friend's emotions, so they asked.

Zhao An naturally didn't care about these trivial matters, and nodded to Ji Jiashu.After obtaining Zhao An's consent, Ji Jiashu immediately opened the composition collection.

Zhao An was also aroused by Ji Jiashu's actions, so he went to Ji Jiashu's side, and started to read the evaluation with Ji Jiashu.

Expert evaluation:

Beautifully written and rich in rhetoric.It seems to reproduce the scenery of Wuhou Temple in front of the readers, as if they were there, which is really valuable.The first paragraph (300 words omitted)...but the author's writing is too rigid, trying to describe the scenery of Wuhou Temple one by one, and the wind of no priority makes the writing less ups and downs.In addition, the description of the scenery is ruthless and slightly lacking. If an article has no emotion, it is like a chicken rib, and it is a pity to discard it if it is tasteless.

"An An, don't be sad, I think your composition is very good." Although the praise and comments accounted for a large part, Ji Jiashu was still afraid that Zhao An would look sad, so he comforted him in a low voice.

Although Zhao An still had a smile on his face, Ji Jiashu clearly felt that there was something wrong with Zhao An.

At this moment, the class bell rang suddenly, and Zhao An said to Ji Jiashu, "Let's go back to class first."

After finishing speaking, Zhao An urged Ji Jiashu to return to his classroom, and then walked to Class [-] by himself.

Zhao An, who walked into the classroom, ignored all kinds of envious and admiring gazes from his classmates, and went back to his seat to sit down.

Zhao An put the composition collection he had just obtained into the drawer, and Zhao An actually pressed several fingerprints on the hard cover of the composition collection that no one could see.

When Zhao An saw the comments on the composition just now, countless negative emotions surged in Zhao An's heart.If there are any other bad things in his composition, he can accept it calmly, but it is said that he uses words and sentences with precision and has no soul.

This reminded him of what Gilbert said to him: "Let me not feel your personal characteristics at all."

What is this?Is it necessary to pay attention to artistic creation even when writing a composition?Wouldn't it be good to finish writing what needs to be described with the most accurate and beautiful words?

Too many distracting thoughts lingered in Zhao An's mind, which made him not in the mood to attend class at all. He didn't hear the bell until the end of get out of class, and continued to sit on his seat holding his textbook.

"Zhao An." Ji Jiashu's voice suddenly pulled Zhao An back from his thoughts.