Looking at the mountains and rivers of Kyushu from afar, the rivers often flow and rise and fall.

Throughout the century-old events, bow down to the river and leave ink.

This untitled poem is not a book left by an ancient poet, nor can it be called a masterpiece that is not close to others. There is no literary attainment, let alone any depth of thought.

It was only mentioned in Xianzhou, which was known as the river in ancient times.

The reason for mentioning it is very simple, everyone knows that there is a family with the surname Wen.

Wen got a jinshi a hundred years ago, there were political bigwigs in the Republic of China, and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was a leader in the academic world.

There are not many people with the surname Wen in the world.

What's more, in Xianzhou, you still have the surname Wen.

But then again, what is the truth of the facts, she doesn't say it herself, of course outsiders don't know, after all, it doesn't mean that the surname Wen is from that family.

Besides, how can people come to teach?

On the podium of Class 8 of the second year of high school, Teacher Wen Liushu smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the young man who came slowly, and put the test paper in his hand.

"I heard Teacher Yang mention you a few times, it should be Wen Xiaoguang, right?"

"It's me, Mr. Wen. ”

"Well, thank you for your hard work, help me send all the test papers,"

Wen Xiaoguang bowed his head, he wouldn't send it alone, so when he got it, he would directly divide it into three parts to the nearby classmates, anyway, they would be bored sitting there.

In this way, when I was in middle school, I could get up and send a test paper to get out of the momentum of walking on the beach.

The test paper went down with a bang, as if with magic power, bringing joy or sorrow to different people.

But in the end, he didn't see his own volume, scratched his head, what the hell is this,

Wen Liushu probably saw it, so he said, "I have left your scroll in my hand." ”

Wen Xiaoguang wondered: "Huh?"

"Good essay appreciation, your high-scoring essay, I think it is necessary to read it to everyone, go back to your seat first, and give it to you later. ”

Well, I didn't mean to.

This speech is slightly liked by the female teacher of Wen Zou, what can you do.

In fact, it's all written blindly, but it's just that I've been obsessed for a few years, and I usually accumulate more celebrity quotes.

For example, Wen Liushu is handwriting a sentence on the blackboard: The image of the world is born of virtual and real.

When she was writing the board book, the class kept chattering, some were talking about the test paper itself, and some were excited that they would not have to face the old man Yang Shizhong again.

Freshness is the thing that is most lacking in this so-called ivory tower.

The bookboard is neat, the handwriting is thin and slender, and it is endless, which is quite personal.

"Let's talk about the composition first, this time the topic is the topic, and it shouldn't be difficult to review the topic, I probably flipped through it, and there were only two or three students who wrote off topic. ”

Wen Xiaoguang suddenly mourned silently for Fei Xin.

Teacher Wen stepped on very low high heels and got off the podium, "If it is not difficult to review the topic, the gap is more in the text itself, and the test is everyone's writing ability and thinking level, which happens to be ...... I am fortunate to have the opportunity to read a good article with you, which is the one in my hand, Wen Xiaoguang's composition. ”

Dai Weiyi looked at him, with grievances and incomprehension, "You can write so well in mathematics, even if you have a perfect score in mathematics?"

Wen Xiaoguang looked confused, "I'm also scribbling!"

Dai Weiyi's eyes are small, you can't tell if he squints or not.

As a matter of fact...... Squinted.

Now after the exam, Wen Xiaoguang's results came out one by one, and he began to scare the students in Class 8 a little, and everyone has studied for many years in composition, and there are really not many good boys who write well.

Terrible.

It's amazing.

Wen Liushu pointed to the eight words on the blackboard, "This is the beginning of this article. The image of the world is born of virtual and real. Didn't talk about eyes, but actually cut into the topic all at once, by the way, insert a sentence, Chinese exam, handwriting is very important, this article can get a high score, handwriting is one of the scoring points, you can take a look. ”

Teacher Wen gave the test paper to the students around him.

As soon as the students got their hands, they saw 800 dense words, such a number of close together, but they could write extremely neatly, the volume was neat, and every word, even every stroke, was very exquisite and amazing.

“...... It's so beautiful. ”

Teacher Wen instructed to circulate more,

Wen Xiaoguang is a little embarrassed by this, what are you doing, what are you doing, I'm just going to take a test, and it's a little embarrassing to have so many bells and whistles!

But this female teacher is quite happy, the skills in the class look immature, unlike Yang Shizhong's old Yang who walks the process of lecturing, and makes it interesting in the process, this teacher is more open, and I feel that I am willing to try anything.

It's just that due to time constraints, it can't be passed on to the whole class.

She took the test paper back in her hand, and the tone was crisp and soft, "I'll read it to everyone." ”

[The image of the world, the virtual and the real are born together......

......

The things in the world, only the eyes are the name, the reason of all things, but the heart is the understanding. Open your bright eyes. 】

An 800-word essay can be read in about four or five minutes.

The whole article is a little gorgeous.,How can there be any real experience in this kind of proposition essay.,Usually you don't have anything to think about your eyes?

Therefore, he can only write with flowers and deliberately show off his literary talents, and this showmanship will undoubtedly reveal the words and sentences of the article.

The epilogue fell under the beautiful voice of Mr. Wen.

"This essay scored 56, deducted 4 points, it is already the highest score of the whole year's composition, the so-called Wen Gui Xin, thought-provoking and moving; Wen Guiqi, make people fascinated; Wen Guijing, delete its sentence and empty, Wen Xiaoguang's essay is rare for me to be here. ”

Teacher Wen Liushu walked near Wen Xiaoguang and returned the test paper to him.

"After listening to it, everyone may have their own experience, and writing articles pays attention to the integration and smoothness of the ......"

Wen Xiaoguang probably listened to the female teacher's lecture, the level is there, and any words and sentences are at her fingertips, but if you want to say that it is interesting, it is still a little inferior to Teacher Yang, who looks like a novice, and she can't do it easily.

Of course, taking her class is at least eye-catching.

After that, Mr. Wen never mentioned Wen Xiaoguang again, and entered the normal rhythm of lectures.

And below, Dai Weiyi took the test paper at the same table and looked at it, his face was full of incredulity, it had been nearly two days since the exam, not only Chinese and English, but also the scores of other subjects had come out.

Mathematics, Wen Xiaoguang full score.

Lao Dai suddenly realized a problem, "You ...... this time Won't it be the first in our class?"

He has 136 in Chinese, 104 in English, perfect marks in mathematics, and ...... in science It's not out yet, but it's not expected to be much lower.

It's hard to say that the first grade is the first, the test paper is simple, and there may be ruthless people.

But the first ...... in the class

Wen Xiaoguang silently asked, "Do you still think I'm not the first?"

Dai Weiyi swallowed. I usually know that he studies well, but there are many things that he can't say clearly without exams.

It's a world where heroes are judged by test scores, and people remember each other as if they were on the last exam.

In between speaking, Wen Xiaoguang looked up and found that Teacher Wen was looking here.

The teacher really paid attention to him, so he was honest.

At the end of the class, the teacher called him.

In the office,

She pointed to a stack of test papers and said, "This is the homework left by Teacher Yang, and you will send it to your classmates when you go back." ”

"Good. Wen Xiaoguang had a good impression of Yang Shizhong, so he asked more, "How is Mr. Yang's health?"

Wen Liushu smiled sweetly, "It's no big deal, don't worry." If you have anything to do these days, come to me, I've been there. ”

...... Good.

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[By the way, I suddenly remembered something.] I know my pen name is not very easy to call, but when I started at that time, I thought that there would be so many people who dreamed of me every day, and I couldn't stand it if I didn't shout for a day, so the abbreviation can also be understood.

But the emperor cat is not a yellow cat, don't bark blindly.

In addition, the opening poem is original on the basis of reference, you don't need to praise me, you don't need to reward, it's not a cat like that, just vote for a recommendation]