The names of the people who were selected are probably the last few levels in the class. Although the second class of science is also an excellent class, the total score of the last few people is not different from that of science. How many.

In particular, the number of applicants for this year's science students is sparse, and the faults are large. From about the last ten or so, the overall level of the entire student body has experienced relatively large faults and landslides.

Although her grades in the last exam were not very good, at best she was in the top five in the grade, but it seems that because of the scandal of cheating, the old class doesn't trust her very much even now.

It's no wonder, after all, Lao Wang sitting next to me and Zhang Bo classmate in front of him, their grades are also very good, and when the test results were issued, I happened to be the same as Lao Wang on the test paper. Li Xia was also quite surprised that the points were not too far apart, this coincidence was a little too big.

Based on the suspicious nature of the head teacher, it seemed impossible not to be suspected.

Sure enough, the head teacher seemed to be thinking about this all the time. When it came to the grades, he mentioned Li Xia, "The monthly exam is coming soon, I hope you don't make the same mistake as before, whatever you change your grades will be your grades, Li Xia, you should understand what I mean Bar?"

The eldest lady nodded subconsciously to perfunctory, but then she thought about it, how could this be like admitting that she had failed the exam and cheated, and finally shook her head helplessly.

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Although the head teacher of the second class of science did not pay much attention to the school essay cup competition held by Mingde himself.

But it seems that the atmosphere of other classes in the whole school is a little more active.

It only took about ten minutes after the break between classes. Through the window not far away, you can see the neighbor next door. Many children in the liberal arts class are filling out the registration form with excitement.

The distribution of Mingde teaching buildings is roughly like this. There are two buildings for science and one for arts. There are horizontal buildings.

It's just that this is also an outdated rule from the previous session.

This year, I don't know what kind of evil this group of children have fallen into. The scene of selection is completely different from previous years.

Not to mention the sudden increase in the number of people applying for the liberal arts class, and even many art students intend to squeeze into the liberal arts class instead of being transferred to the science class like the previous class.As a result, there are only two science classes this year, which are in stark contrast to the six classes in the previous class.

Even the number of the original teaching building has been turned upside down. The sign of the No. [-] Liberal Arts Building was added urgently before the start of the school year. When I hurriedly blocked the sign of the No. [-] Science Building with paint, I always felt that there was a trace of it. Silk's desolation.

Pretty much no cards.

In fact, Mingde's general location does not belong to the real Yecheng area, but only a corner area, so naturally I don't know too much about the Zhou Run book sale meeting that caused a sensation in Jianye in 07, and the high-level people are all Older grandparents and old ladies, even teachers who teach Chinese, are not so good at following the trend and watching these young people's things.

So for this year's weird class division, many teachers have become bald.

Because the summer turned cooler and turned into autumn, it must have been an autumn rain in the morning.

It's not too big or too small, but when he walked out wearing a coat, he still felt a little bit of coolness.

The exercise was delayed, and it was postponed to the big break, which is the end of the second get out of class of the meeting.

In fact, most of the time when encountering such cloudy and rainy days, the school probably would not force international students to come out for morning exercises.Instead, it is often changed to correcting test questions. After all, this kind of top-notch schools will use all available time to pay close attention to students' learning no matter when and where.

But the situation seems to be different today. It happened to be Monday, and the national flag was going out. Besides, Principal Mingde, who hadn’t seen him for a long time, seemed to have an important speech and wanted to remind the boys and girls who had just entered the second year of high school.

The seniors and seniors of the third year of high school are naturally not included in the consideration list. Due to the number of students, the students of the fifth class of liberal arts in the third and second year of senior high school were assigned to the new campus, which is not far away, and it only takes half an hour to go back and forth. Naturally, it is impossible to have the opportunity to have any contact with the juniors of the second year of high school.

I heard that Lao Zhou's grades are good and he can get a fifth place in the liberal arts exam. In the fifth class of liberal arts, I went to the relatively parallel fourth class.

In this regard, the eldest lady also found it quite strange.

Lao Wang was next to Li Xia during the exercises, and the two of them were relatively similar in stature. Wang Wei was not tall, but could only be regarded as medium. In addition, there were more tall boys in the whole class, so he stood naturally. slightly forward position.

The eldest lady is even worse, half a head shorter than Lao Wang. Coincidentally, the number of girls in the science class is relatively small. Even at this moment, the two who are raising the national flag are arranged in the front row, almost walking together. in line.

Once crowded by the crowd, they get a little tight.

The young lady is fine, but Lao Wang's face turned reddish after being squeezed like this.

"Ah? What's your expression?" Li Xia was a little dissatisfied, "I said, it's okay to go to the side, so close, it's very hot."

"Oh...Actually, I brought an extra pair of gloves. Do you want to put them on if it's cold for you?" After finishing speaking, he felt something was wrong, and his voice froze.

"I told you that it's very hot. My mother called me before and told me to wear three pieces! It's not autumn, okay?" Li Xia rolled his eyes suddenly, "You're so stupid, you fool."

"Ahem, embarrassment." Old Wang coughed violently.

The little boy, who was originally very shrewd in both academics and business, now seemed rather clumsy, so he had to look far away, the big podium where Lao Zhou was standing, and the position of the flag-raiser.

It's just that the obvious blush on his face will not dissipate for a while.

I don't know if it was blown by the north wind or suffocated by urine.

Unusually ruddy.

Like him? Monkey ass.

Chapter 7 7, Signing Qualifications

There was a vacuum period before the flag raising began.

There was no music, and the teachers were fiddling with microphones on the podium, and they had no chance to manage the students off the stage. Instead, the two flag raisers stood at the end of the aisle ahead of time.

Generally speaking, if you choose a flag raiser, it is probably a man and a woman paired up to practice.It’s just that this time, I don’t know what’s going on. It’s actually two boys working together. The boy next to Lao Zhou is too far away, so I can’t see clearly. Instead, it’s Zhou Yuze’s green hat in the crowd. more conspicuous.

Lixia didn't find it strange that Lao Zhou was the flag-raiser. Zhou Yuze's grades were quite good, and his family background was not ordinary.Although he can't compare with Wang Wei or even many of Zhenhua's sons and daughters, the special nature of his birth in the Education Bureau has allowed him to eat a lot of welfare benefits in the school.

For example, raising the national flag, although there are not many children in the fourth class of liberal arts who have better grades than him, there are one or two. If there is no background of the parents of the Education Bureau, it is estimated that this position will be no matter what the round is. It's not his turn.

There are quite a few girls standing in the crowd. Since it is the second class of science, the square lines next door are the first, second, and third classes of liberal arts. Zhou Yuze's glorious deeds, he said that he had girlfriends and held hands several times in junior high school, but he became a bachelor in high school, and there were a lot of sighs about how handsome he was, and so on. One or two sentences mentioned the boy next to him, seems to be called Fang Hua?

"Yeah." I heard one of the girls ponder for a long time: "Fang Hua is quite talented."

"Oh."

"so."

"It looks... quite ordinary, doesn't it?"

But it seems that this person is not as popular as Zhou Yuze in the class, and since he is so far away, he really can't see the boy's face clearly, so a group of girls took care of him.

After a while, the music sounded, and Lao Zhou took over the flag, and Fang Hua, who served as the flag bearer, stepped forward and followed a little behind, and the whispers in the crowd subconsciously subsided.

After a set of procedures was completed, the idle chatter sounded again.

Originally, this kind of flag-raising ceremony itself didn't have much connotation to talk about, but it seems that Principal Mingde, who had been away for a long time, just came to inspect the school today, and he seemed to have a lot to say.

Naturally, it was a stinky and long speech on the stage, such as how high the test score was in the last senior year, and what kind of brilliance in the education field was created, etc. Students don't understand such illusory things, and of course they don't understand them. He loves to listen, so he appears lacking in nature.

But the leadership seems to be particularly willing to speak out, as if they want everyone in the world to know, quite show off.

After finishing speaking, the principal changed his mind and started to talk about such a thing: "The next week will be the composition cup selection week. I hope that all the students in each class can show their demeanor, level, and us. Matilda's excellent school spirit!"

"What the principal said makes sense, everyone, please work hard, do you understand?" As soon as the words fell, the dean took the lead in applauding in a flattering way.

Although this kind of speech sounds full of formality and taste, it can be described as very boring, but I don’t know why there was a sensation when talking about the composition cup. It seems that the students in the audience are really interested.

But if you think about it carefully, you can guess that this year happened to be the second year that Mr. Chow Yun-fat made a fortune, and the youthful literary style he brought up was in the limelight, and he was in the second and third grades of high school. He was full of passion and ambition and had nowhere to vent , this composition cup naturally gave them an excellent opportunity.

Mr. Chow Yun-fat's article is so well written and full of charm, I just copied a few sentences and made it my own, what kind of competition, isn't it easy to grasp?

This is probably what most students think.

Very confident and cutely silly, after all, the soul of an article cannot be summed up in just a few gorgeous words.

And compared to these, there are more radical remarks and more neutral thoughts, that is.

Although Mr. Chow Yun-fat's writing is really good, I am also very confident in my writing. My writing is better than his. He can be so popular. What about me?

Why can't I?

Isn't it just missing an opportunity?

So naturally, such a small competition that is not very popular has attracted the attention of many students in the class.

The higher-ups who watched were a little dazed.

Originally, this kind of activities that occupied spare time were mostly resisted, why now one by one, it seems to be possessed by evil spirits?

Did you take the wrong medicine?

The headmaster was also a little surprised, but he didn't take it seriously. He only thought that the teachers taught well and fully mobilized the enthusiasm of the children.

So he continued: "Of course, although this Composition Cup is just a small competition, our Mingde has recently signed a contract with the Juvenile Literature Editing Agency, and we are going to send a group of talents, that is to say."

After a pause, he completed the second half of the sentence: "The top three in this competition may have the opportunity to get the qualification to directly sign up as a writer for juvenile literature magazines!"

As soon as these words were spoken, even the young lady's pupils dilated a bit.

Direct contract writer qualification?

That sounds like a lot of temptation.

Others may not be clear, but Li Xia's heart is like a bright mirror. When his father signed the contract with Huang Bian, he was really present the whole time.

What is the level of juvenile literature in liver writers?That's the basis for nearly [-] average bookings on the Venus website.

In fact, three hundred is quite a low standard. When Dad Qixing ordered five hundred, he signed a contract, and he was still disgusted by the yellow editor. What is it like?But then again, even though 2000 average order is not much, you can still get a full [-] or [-] manuscript fees a month. This standard is placed in the student group. How many people have the background and the background of writing stories? , Pat on the shoulder and say that I can get more than [-] extra money a month?

no?Absolutely not.

Now that the preferential policy comes from the headmaster, the eldest lady admits that if it wasn’t for her good fortune in literature in this life, she would have almost completed her merits. That eldest lady, hearing that she can directly skip the ratings and sign a contract to eat the subsistence allowance of juvenile literature, Li Xia might also be taken aback for a while.

But it seems that these children don't know how generous the salary of this position is, and they don't know how terrible the honor of being a juvenile literature contract writer at a young age is. When they heard the news, most of them People are only a little excited for a while, and they don't express much.

Contract writer?I guess I can't make much money, maybe fifty or sixty or one or two hundred a month, maybe not as much pocket money as my parents give me?

But speaking of this identity, it seems that she is really pretending to be a B?

It's probably just such a vague concept, if you can talk about it and pretend to be pretty, it's almost the same.

On the contrary, Fang Hua, the winner of the third prize in the essay on sexual concepts, seemed quite interested.

That's right, Fang Hua, the winner of New Concept Composition No.3.

"Next is the awarding time." After the national flag was hoisted, even Zhou Yuze didn't introduce much, but the principal stretched out his hand into the microphone and said, "Although it's a bit late, I still congratulate Fang Hua, our third class of liberal arts. He It is the winner of the new concept during the summer vacation of the first year of high school, the third prize!"

Li Xia was still a freshman in high school when the competition was held, but it was already at the end of the first year of high school when the selection was made.By the time the awards were presented, these children had already entered the sophomore year of high school, so it was indeed quite late.

Just the one in Yecheng, do you still remember?As for the deception of writing a love letter with Lu Xinghe to show off their affection during the summer vacation, it took nearly a year of preparation time, which is really a long time.

Besides, the ranking of the third prize is actually quite delicate.

Two first prizes went out, nine second prizes went out, and there were as many as 20 third prizes.

But although there were a lot of people, there were only about 20 people. Among the nearly tens of thousands of candidates who signed up across the country, there were [-] more candidates. He got a share among them.

As expected, when this level of identity was revealed, a group of students looked at this guy a little differently.

First he exclaimed, and then the center of discussion in the crowd changed from whether Zhou Yuze still lacked a girlfriend or not.

"He is Fang Hua."

"What's the matter, do you recognize him?"

"I see him often. Doesn't he occasionally publish articles in school forums? I know him."

"He seems to be in the third class of liberal arts?"

"Looking at it this way, he is indeed a little handsome."

"Although he is not as handsome as Zhou Yuze, he is talented!"

Speaking of which, Lixia is also the first prize of the new concept composition. I don’t know why she didn’t receive the praise from the school. She doesn’t even have a certificate. On the contrary, No.3 is so hyped up, which seems a little strange .

But the eldest lady is too lazy to ask for an explanation.

On the contrary, the girl who was still arguing for him just now also had a flushed face, and the serf yelled over there as if turning over, "That is to say, I said just now that he is talented, and you all don't believe it!"

Just like most of the people who talk about girls' figures are perverts, most of the people who heard the third-prize prize booing are girls, with a look like looking for a boyfriend. After all, the whole Mingde also There is a first prize and a third prize. The first prize sounds too far away. As for the third prize, if you really become a boyfriend, it will be a big deal. It will definitely be the first prize. to show off.

It's just that amidst all the surprises and praises, a discordant voice was heard instead.

The eldest lady was so close, she listened carefully, and it was actually sent by the new roommate Huang Yuanyuan who had a little friction with her last night?

Not far away, Huang Yuanyuan folded her arms and clicked her tongue lightly. Looking at the boy's bright smile on the stage, she seemed very displeased with the boy's showing off and being sought after by girls: "Now you know how to show off, and you're not afraid of being choked to death." .”

Li Xia was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what kind of grievances there was between these two people.

As a result, Fang Hua opened her mouth, but she blinked.

This familiar voice seems to be the one who flirted with Huang Yuanyuan on the phone last night, boyfriend?

Chapter 8, Chapter 8

During lunch time, the cafeteria was bustling with people.

But even with the tide of people pressing ahead, it still couldn't stop the upsurge that had just set off on Ming's campus.

"I'm going to write a love story on an urban campus!" A girl at the next table leaned closer, waving her lunch box in a dancing manner, with a look on her face: "It's more funny and sad, and then at the end Write a poem, the wind is blowing in the treetops and the birds are singing, tsk, how poetic is it?"

The big difference is the plot of "Dream". With the influence of Chow Yun-fat in this life, many students have developed a strong interest in literary creation.Under this premise, many fans quietly copy the original lines of "Dream" or "Wukong Biography" on the test papers, taking advantage of the fact that the teachers who grade the papers do not follow the trend. But at first glance, it is indeed quite amazing.

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