I'm just sorry for plagiarism

"Huh? It turns out that Lixia was selected for the new concept composition."

During the class break, the eldest lady came out of the office, and as soon as she returned to the classroom to sit down, she happened to meet three little girls who were going to go to the bathroom with her at the canteen.

A few people naturally saw the information sheet in Missy's hand and the question and answer sheet that Teacher Bai secretly stuffed into Missy, which is the small interview note that will be used in the next few days.

Naturally, the little girls couldn't have much interest in those profound questions, so they casually placed them on the table after glancing at them. Instead, they seemed to think that the information sheet was more interesting, so they put their heads together and read it. Look again.

"I heard that several of the most powerful seed players this year have been eliminated, including Zhenhua's Chen Bowen. I didn't expect Lixia to win in the end."

Liang Tian looked around and was secretly a little startled. The two silly girls next to her couldn't figure out what kind of honor the New Concept Composition Final was, but she was considered a half-good student. Working with the class teacher, I learned a lot through hearing and seeing.

"It's great to be able to participate in the finals." The little girl Zhang Hao was beside her with a bewildered expression on her face, and she turned her head as if she remembered something after she finished speaking, "It seems that He Miao's composition was rejected during the audition. right?"

"You want to take care of it?" He Miao, who was poked in the sore spot, was a little unhappy.

"Speaking of it." On the other hand, Li Xia listened casually, and at first it was just gossip after school, but now he became curious, "So there are seed players in Yecheng?"

This is a novelty. In my previous life, these competitions and other things were almost two parallel lines that would never intersect. I didn't expect that after I started contacting in this life, it seemed to open another door. All kinds of fresh people If something pops up, it is all knowledge that she has never been exposed to. It is impossible to say that she is not curious.

"Yeah, don't you know?" Liang Tian leaned over and looked at the eldest lady as if she was looking at a layman, but she still waved her fingers to help Li Xia introduce her.

"A few boys who are quite talented, right? For example, there is a guy named Zhang Ze'ai in Class [-] of Mingde. He is handsome and is a literary and art committee member. Even the teacher is very optimistic about him, but I heard that he was dismissed in the second round. It's coming down."

"There is also Chen Bowen from Zhenhua, hey, the lead singer of the finale sitcom during the friendship a few days ago, also lost in the quarter-finals, and so was Jiang Qingzhou from 88, these boys are probably more optimistic in their age I didn't expect that the group of them basically missed the finals, but I heard that Lu Xinghe entered the finals, so I don't know if the situation is accurate?"

After finishing speaking, he paused, and was a little curious, "Those boys who are super good at writing essays have all been rejected. I don't know how Li Xia submitted his essays at the beginning?"

"Is that the case?" The eldest lady scratched her head modestly. "It's ashamed, it's so small, it's not worth mentioning."

"Speaking of which, I didn't see you in the pamphlet that was distributed before?" Liang Tian looked up and down, and suddenly remembered something.

The so-called booklet refers to the tradition of new concept essays. Every time the high-quality submissions are selected, they will be edited and published in the physical booklet of the same year. It costs five yuan a copy, which is actually cheap.

The first few pages recorded the contributions of great talents such as Chen Bowen and Jiang Qingzhou. They were indeed amazing, and it was only natural that they were able to win the top eight results. Even many parents felt that such writing and artistic conception stopped. It's a pity for the top eight, it's not too much to say that it was a waste of money.

The works of Missy and Lu Xinghe are quite special, one is a painting, and the other is in the form of poetry. If these two articles are published at the same time, it will appear a bit lacking in beauty, and the space is also a problem. If you want to publish it, I am afraid it will be difficult to solve it in typesetting.

Therefore, after high-level discussions, it was unanimously decided that for a certain period of time after the finals, the works of these two children would be separately divided into another boutique appreciation and sold as a separate book attachment, which can be regarded as very careful.

At that time, the eldest lady also vaguely heard Xia Dae talking about it when she was on the phone with others, but she didn't pay much attention to it at that time. Instead, she heard Liang Tian mention it now, and she suddenly had a reflection.

However, although my article "The Chronicles of the Gods" was not published, the "2007, I want to talk to this world" that I submitted casually during the audition was published in the booklet, but because it was an audition The works of the period did not receive much attention, but were placed in an unobtrusive corner, and even looked a little pitiful.

"You didn't come through the back door, did you?" Naturally, those little girls couldn't understand the twists and turns. After all, there had never been such a special situation in the history of new concept composition. Qing Dao's unknown snicker.

This kind of thing is harmless, and they have been playing together for almost half their lives. Even if they really use some tricks in the mainland, the group will not care about it, but will think it is very powerful.They thought that in the hearts of several people, the eldest lady really belonged to such a child who was so deep that she couldn't see the edge at a glance in the city.

"Well." The eldest lady laughed, and then blinked mischievously, "Guess what?"

A few people saw that there was no gossip coming from Li Xia's mouth, so they turned their heads and chatted about other things.

Time flies fast, and the bell for Kung Fu class rang in a blink of an eye.

Several little girls looked at each other and planned to do a bird and beast scatter.

The eldest lady also stretched contentedly, her slightly raised breasts looked a little beautiful under the sunlight.

The next English class teacher is easy-going, usually not very hard-hearted to criticize others, Li Xia doesn't care too much, and is ready to catch up on sleep, but he doesn't know that he made the promise to study hard in the office just now I forgot to go beyond cloud nine.

As a result, when he got up and went back to his seat, He Miao had sharp eyes, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a certain colorful booklet hidden in the young lady's schoolbag, and his buttocks jumped up in surprise: "This, this, this! go!"

"What's the matter with you?" The eldest lady was taken aback, and looked at the little girl who was about to lose her composure amusedly.

But the other party's eyes were looking straight at the book, pointing fiercely with his fingers: "Do you know this book?"

"Oh? Tell me about this one." The eldest lady took it out of her schoolbag slowly. The colorful cover seemed to have ulterior motives. It was the hardcover edition of "Dream", but it was different from the previous ones. The batch that has just been released has some other gadgets in it, and the price is not as expensive as 01:30, and the average student party may not be able to afford it.

This was also something given to her by Huang Bian at that time, and it was said to be a little souvenir, but the eldest lady who regards money as her life has never taken such sentimental things seriously, and she did not treasure them.

"I heard that there are free tickets for the book sale here. I don't know if it's true?" He Miao couldn't hold back with an excited face, and helped the young lady tear off the thin layer of book film outside, and then Xin Shou turned it over, and his eyes lit up: "There really are!"

Seeing her extremely excited look, the eldest lady also laughed secretly. This child seems to really like that "Dream". He also said that he was a loyal book fan before, but he didn't expect to be so fanatical.

On the other hand, He Miao stared blankly at the inlaid incomparably beautiful admission ticket, and finally came to his senses: "I'm sorry, I dismantled your things."

"How can there be so many false and real things?" The eldest lady shook her head amusedly, "If you really like it, I will give it to you."

"This, this, this, isn't it good?" The little girl was obviously moved, but she hesitated and shook her head in embarrassment to refuse the eldest lady's kindness, "After all, it's yours, how can you be so embarrassed?

After a pause, he added: "And I heard that this collection is very expensive."

This is true, the price of the ticket is about four to five hundred yuan, although there are suspicions of price speculation on the market, but even so, the price of the whole book is in the early 300s, not only the ticket, but also the I gave some other novelty gadgets as gifts, and this price is still a kind of welfare.

And even a family with He Miao's background cannot spend money lavishly, so the 300 yuan is indeed an insurmountable gap in the eyes of the little girl at the moment.

"The most important thing is what I think, right? Mr. Chow Yun-fat's works are really good-looking and very fascinating. The latest book sale will release the latest single edition "The Legend of Wukong". Lixia, I think a literary girl like you will definitely like him Yes." Although He Miao sighed regretfully, she rarely said seriously.

The eldest lady who listened raised her eyebrows for a while: "You really like that teacher Wu Yanzu so much?"

"Did I tell you that I'm his loyal book fan?" The little girl wrinkled her nose cutely and protested, "And that's Mr. Chow Yun Fat, okay?"

"That's right, that's Mr. Chow Yun-fat who looks a lot like Jacky Cheung." The eldest lady forced a serious smile, looked at He Miao amusedly, thought for a while, but then calmed down and confessed, "If you really want to go, you can go Tell me, my dad is a staff member of the editorial agency, and he can directly take you into the infield."

This lie has no technical content at all, but it is not so easy to expose the lie to the He Miao kid who has only met Xia Dae two or three meters away.

"Huh? Really?" He Miao's eyes lit up.

He looked at the eldest lady with some surprise, but he was half skeptical in his heart.

Father Xia also saw it when he had a meal last time, and he had seen that majestic expression only on the uncles and aunts who toasted him at the banquet with his father. strangeness?

"That is, have you forgotten who my father is?" The eldest lady said with a smile, but at the end, she stared at another sentence, "Of course, the premise is that you can come out of school that day, and you are not allowed to climb over the wall. Ask for leave?"

Although the day of the book sale was finalized on the day of the end of the mid-term exam, Thursday, tomorrow and the next two days, it doesn’t matter that the eldest lady who lives outside the seat has a harder time, but it is not so easy for the children who live in the house to come out, after all There is also evening self-study waiting for them in the evening.

But the little girl in front of her did smile lightly: "What's so difficult about that?"

"Have we made an agreement? You are not allowed to climb over the wall? You must get the teacher's permission?" The eldest lady put on a parental attitude.

She still feels that no matter how good the novel is, if the proper studies are delayed, the nature will change. This is not what she wants to see.

"Of course it's okay. Who do you think my father is?" He Miao smiled, imitating the expression of the young lady just now.

Although He Dae would use studies as an excuse to hold back his daughter's pocket money, but with that profound family background, it's not a problem to find a half-day holiday.

The two little girls looked at each other, and they both burst out laughing in agreement.

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English class is as boring as ever.

The lecturer is a little aunt, with natural curls, she looks very mature, but the boring atmosphere inside and outside the words always makes people feel unmotivated.

On the podium, he was explaining the meaning of each word in a boring way, and then the students below were also echoing in a boring way, without the slightest vitality, which made the young lady who was planning to study hard even want to get motivated .

But speaking of it, the eldest lady was most proud of her English in her previous life. I guess it doesn't matter if you really don't listen to it?

It's hard to say about other subjects, but in English, she has 100% confidence in Lixia.

While thinking wildly, he caught a glimpse of Old Wang sitting beside him. Under the densely written English test paper, there were a few brightly colored things that looked like comic strips, and they were still staring intently at them with a kind of interest. Seeing this, the eldest lady suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Yo yo yo, Mr. Wang has started to do little tricks today? Don't you like to attend classes?" When she said this, the eldest lady didn't notice the little sourness in her tone spreading from the words. "As the teacher's beloved apprentice, how can this be done, it will make people sad?"

Lao Wang is really smooth sailing. It’s okay to study hard, and his test scores are not bad. This time, he jumped from the top 31 in his age to the top ten in his age. He even ranked in the top three in his class. It's simply not good enough, and he usually treats people calmly and kindly, which has received bad reviews.He is really a good role model for teachers and classmates, anyway, he is on the same level as the eldest lady.

On the contrary, Lao Wang smiled and ignored the appearance of the eldest lady pouring acid water there. Instead, he calmly comforted, "Where is it? In fact, Li Xia is also very good and well-behaved."

The eldest lady is desperately unhappy, what does it mean to be very good and well-behaved?It's like coaxing a child.

"Let's not talk about it." Old Wang didn't pay much attention to it. Taking advantage of the teacher's inattentiveness in the lecture, he pushed the comic book under his elbow to Lixia's big head, "This is what Boss Li sent me. The schematic diagram of the old school site of No. 88 Middle School, there are a lot of places that need to be marked, you can take it for self-study, and then think about the future development route, what needs to be improved?"

Chapter 49, Chapter 47

The old school site of 88 Middle School is located near West Street, which belongs to Nanhuai. Although it is no longer in the center of Yecheng City, the traffic flow is still not to be underestimated. If a commercial street marketing structure with traffic flow as the main body can be developed there, then How much profit will be generated at that time will be such a sky-high figure, even the eldest lady is hard to predict.

Due to various reasons in her previous life, the old school site had not been able to start construction for nearly 17 years, so Li Xia didn't know how much light and heat this deep-reserved site could exert in the days to come.

But this life is obviously different.

"Do you have any good development ideas?" Lao Wang looked around and asked.The students around were all immersed in the content of the textbooks, and no one was free to care about the gossip in this corner.

The eldest lady stretched out her slender paws and pointed at the map, "I think it's best to extend from the school gate all the way to here, connect the two commercial streets that are under development, and completely transform the school into a second pedestrian street in the city center." .”

The old Wang scratched his head when he saw how the eldest lady was fingering and drawing. This plan seemed very good, but it was extremely difficult to implement it. In addition, the Jinyi Park, which was blocked by a lake stretching in the middle, was very difficult. The back door itself is where vendors are scattered all over. It is not so easy to open up a road of heaven and earth from this piece of land.

"Isn't it good?" After hesitating again and again, I still couldn't help but say, "Actually, my previous thoughts were similar to yours, but the two areas you want to extend belong to the public land, which is the land covered by the local government. With the location in the south of Longhao, if you want to connect, you must get the support of the governments of both sides, and the price is too high."

After finishing speaking, he sighed, and looked at the eldest lady suddenly as if thinking of something: "And don't you have an enmity with that caged magistrate? Now you have to get his ultimatum to open the county gate, isn't it a bit of a fantasy?" gone?"

"Cage Artemisia can't do it, isn't there Sanhuai?" The eldest lady blinked her eyes, and pointed her finger at a slightly remote location, "It borders Sanhuai, bypasses the center, and directly splits a road, I don't believe that cage Hao Ya Nei is still not tempted to see such a huge profit, and dare not cooperate with us."

"If you can't make political achievements and are compared by your brother counties in the report, I don't believe that the famous butt can do well."

What he said was sonorous and powerful, and Lao Wang was a little dumbfounded when he heard it.

It took a while to recover, looked at the map, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "But isn't the price too high?"

That's true, if you don't border the cage, but open a road from the side and then go back to the starting point, the phone bill in the middle will indeed be much higher than expected, at least not something the current young lady can afford. .

"Let's talk about it, isn't this just the prospecting stage?" The eldest lady waved her hand, "In short, it's good to establish the prototype first. If you don't plan to develop it into a pedestrian street, but only use it as the back garden of West Street, although the early stage will benefit. It’s richer, but the upper limit of sustainable development in the later stage will become much narrower.”

The two of them chattered a long list of inexplicable and incomprehensible lines, which made the female classmate sitting in the front seat a little impatient, and leaned hard on the back of the chair violently, making a noise, which was regarded as protest.

Lao Wang and the eldest lady restrained themselves a little.

After thinking about it, the eldest lady finally said, "Why don't you go to West Street with me this weekend? Let's take down the land first."

"It's okay." Old Wang nodded, and it was a little funny after he finished speaking, "We just looked forward to the relationship for a long time, but now we don't have a word?"

"Wouldn't it be a matter of time before the land is taken down?" The eldest lady said, but she was a little depressed. Divided, life must be better than now."

Old Wang shook his head amusedly, "You, worry about not being able to swallow the elephant."

The eldest lady smiled, but she didn't speak, and started to deal with the test paper she wrote with peace of mind.

But the English teacher on the podium was still reading the text in a dull manner, unaware that what happened just now was just in the corner, a huge change involving millions or even tens of millions, enough to cause a sensation in the entire city of Ye. This has already kicked off the prelude.

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At the same time, in the office of Class [-] of Zhenhua College in the northeast corner of Yecheng, a bored boy was standing in front of the Chinese teacher, and the two of them were holding the same exquisite booklet.

The packaging is very careful. It is the latest excellent entry manuscript released by New Concept Composition recently. Many compositions of the top eight and sixteen contestants have been published in it, and the later positions are those Excellent work during the audition.

The length is not large, but a few dozen articles are published together, and it is not a task that can be solved in a short time if you want to finish reading.

The young teacher sitting in the teacher's chair in front of her is the Chinese teacher of Class 24. Her surname is Zhang, and her name is Zhang Shuyi. She is [-] or [-] years old and looks like a young big sister.

Zhang Shuyi has not been teaching for a long time, and she was only an intern before, and she has only started to become a regular in the past few years. Before that, she had only taught students in ordinary parallel classes. , but she was a little cramped.

Fortunately, nothing has gone wrong in the past few months. Although the children in class seven seem a little arrogant, they are not bad people, and getting along with them is not as difficult as expected.

After all, it is only the first grade of high school, and the teaching is not so strict. I am afraid that when the second and third grades are divided into classes, they will choose those teachers with rich teaching experience to be their main subjects.

"Then teacher, what do you think?" While she was still thinking, the little boy in front of her interrupted her thoughts abruptly. Zhang Shuyi supported her eyes and looked at the little boy whose nostrils were a little bit upturned.

"Chen Bowen." She put down the booklet she was reading and reading again and again, and sighed, "Due to the reason for entering a higher school, your previous composition for the competition was not guided by me, so for many minor issues, I'm not very good at evaluating."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and couldn't help but add, "But after reading your submission just now, it's really a pity that you didn't stop in the top eight."

"The teacher also thinks that my work is definitely possible to win the championship?" Chen Bowen raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound. There was indeed no joy in his expression, but a little playfulness.

"It shouldn't be difficult to reach the final, if it's up to me to decide."

Zhang Shuyi frowned, she just felt that the child was so arrogant and arrogant, it was really difficult to deal with, but she had to say that the blackboard writing was really beautiful, and she had also carefully studied Chen Bowen's contribution, It is written in prose with gorgeous rhetoric. It is indeed not a good work that children of this age can easily relate to.

But the other party raised his eyebrows, saw what Teacher Zhang meant with disdain, stretched out his finger and tapped on the desk, and made two crisp sounds, "What do you mean, teacher, I want to write this article. It's not that easy to win the championship?"

Zhang Shuyi was stunned, she obviously didn't expect that the other party would make things difficult for her, but she subconsciously replied, "I have indeed worked hard on rhetoric, but there is still a lot of gap with other works in terms of artistic conception and theme."

In short, there is no soul.

An article does not mean that beautiful writing can be counted as everything. The way of expression, the main idea, and the general theme are all bonus points. Although Chen Bowen has already surpassed others by many levels in terms of writing skills, But a work without a soul is still not a good article.

"Then teacher, which one of the promoted works do you think is better than mine?" Unexpectedly, the other party didn't buy it very much. After snorting, he asked unconvincedly.

This made the teacher startled, because subconsciously, although he felt that the kid was a bit crazy, the work was first-rate.Although I also believe that Chen Bo's artistic conception of the article is not up to standard, but if you really want to read it, the gap between those promoted works and Chen Bowen's writing style can't be made up by the expression of the theme alone. Yes, even looking at it this way, it is he who has the possibility of advancing.

Seeing her expression of being questioned, Chen Bowen snorted softly. He just felt that the teacher was a little ignorant, only in his early twenties, and he really couldn't teach anything useful.

"Although I can't find anything in the final works." That look was naturally seen by Zhang Shuyi. Teacher Zhang frowned, and couldn't say much, so he could only continue to introduce, "It's just that the last few pages of the article I saw a good manuscript in the collection of audition works."

It is true that there is such a manuscript. When I read it, the title was "2007, I want to talk to this world". The suffix should be written by a student who was promoted from 88 middle school. It seems that he didn't continue to participate in the competition, and he didn't know if it was an accident at home or some other accident. Obviously, that composition was the most qualified to win the championship.

However, judging from the audition composition with only a few words, it is not far from amazing.Not to mention the elegance of the words, the artistic conception is profound, the writing style is sharp, and the writing style is humorous. What I want to express is also expressed in the text without delay.

Even after reading it, many teachers agreed that the author of that work was not a candidate who was just getting promoted, but a certain society who had worked hard for more than ten years and was rich in life experience. Successful people in the old city with a mild personality are right.