Lan Yun really talked about credit, and after she went back, she sent a few photos from her mobile phone, not only that, but also gave a few photos of her best friend to Gu Qing.

The price is 5,000 for buying songs, and I owe 4,004 first, and I made an IOU and said that I would pay it back later.

With six hundred yuan in his hand and a laptop in his hand, Gu Qing came out of Lan Yun's room with a black face, looked at the live broadcast room and said, "Who forced me to agree to the IOU just now, I will make it up for myself later." ”

If it wasn't for the coaxing of the people in the live broadcast room, it was impossible for him to let Lan Yun make an IOU, he didn't catch anything, and posted a song upside down.

As for the photo in his hand, hehe, it is useful, without hesitation, Gu Qing directly clicked on the encryption, planning to study it again in the evening.

Now that I'm poor, keep it well, maybe one day Lan Yun can redeem it with money, it's not necessarily, yes, that's it.

Back in the room, Gu Qing turned on Lan Yun's computer, logged in to his social account, and found the editor Hu Yang. I have no money, so I can only find some money on the crescent literature website to save the emergency.

The computer was borrowed, and he had to return it after an hour.

"Is there an essay that requires a short number of words, quick results, and a lot of money?"

Hu Yang was at home, just after eating, he turned on the computer and saw Gu Qing's news, and after thinking for a few seconds, he said: "Yes, the annual Youth Cup, more than a dozen literary websites, and magazines are held, with a bonus of 100,000 yuan, you can submit it now, and the winning rankings will be announced in a week." ”

The Youth Cup has a great influence and strong gold content, and can be held by more than a dozen literary websites and magazines, once awarded, these magazines will be published on the front page, and the winner of the first prize will become famous in one fell swoop.

The previous winners of the Youth Cup are now all celebrity writers.

"But this award is not for you, this year's topic is to write a description of the study in classical Chinese, which is difficult at your age. ”

From Hu Yang's point of view, Gu Qing's last article about the little girl selling matches has a bit of a Western-style meaning, and she should usually read a lot of Western novels and study their writing techniques.

With so much time spent reading Western novels, classical Chinese may be a shortcoming.

He has seen many genius students who are very talented in a certain aspect, such as physical chemistry, but they are not as good as ordinary students in some aspects, and they have a headache when they see classical Chinese.

Without speaking, Gu Qing propped his chin and thought, recalling ancient texts about the book house in his previous life.

Someone in the live broadcast room couldn't stand it, and said: "Big guy, Xiang Zhixuan, this is definitely a big killer, take it out to light up the blind judges' eyes, and the literary bigwigs have to kneel down and call Dad." ”

Shen Gongbao: "Xiang Zhixuan, how can you carry it, there are grapevines in the court......"

Miao Renfeng: "No, I remember it's a pomegranate tree." ”

Lu Zhishen: "Weakly ask, what is Xiang Zhixuan?"

The corners of Gu Qing's mouth twitched, Xiang Zhixuan couldn't carry it, why did these people go when they were in high school, what a pomegranate tree, scum.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Qing typed the first line of words on the computer.

Xiang Zhixuan, the old South Pavilion also. The room is only the abbot and can accommodate one person.

Xiang Zhixuan is a study of Gui Youguang, which is completely in line with the study in the essay, as for the content, he is also a person who has studied high school.

"Six-six-six, the anchor is really knowledgeable, after so many years, I still remember the high school texts, my junior, and now I remember a loquat tree. ”

"If you don't say that everyone can't cross, only Boss Gu can cross, this memory, Niu Pen!"

"Why did the anchor stop and continue writing?"

Under the gaze of thousands of people, Gu Qing smiled awkwardly, "What's next?"

He has traveled through eighteen years, how can he still remember the high school texts, it is better than the senior Lao Tie above, in addition to the beginning, he can also carry a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by his wife in the year of her death, and now it is as slim as a cover.

There are many people in the live broadcast room, and the group is on the hot search, and the result is that he has increased more than 10,000 fans within a few hours, including many high school students, college students, and social people.

Balingye Lao: "Young people should study more, since you have crossed over, you should bring the excellent culture of our side over, I have a set of high school Chinese review materials, and I will upload it to you immediately." ”

"If you don't understand this Xiang Zhixuanzhi, I can explain it to you, and when someone else asks you, it's all exposed. ”

"The nine-year compulsory education teacher has gone online, and the anchor remembers to receive it. ”

The person named Balingye Lao was very patient, and explained this Xiang Zhixuan Zhi to Gu Qing almost word by word, and the others in the live broadcast room did not speak, just watched the subtitles appear on the barrage one by one.

Everyone felt like they were back in a high school class.

Forty minutes later, after a class, everyone listened with relish. Not to mention, this Balingye old man has a very high level, all kinds of allusions and awkward words come casually, and the explanations in three or two sentences are clear and clear, not boring at all.

"If I had such a Chinese teacher at that time, I would not be able to move bricks on the construction site now, in other words, today's bricks are particularly hot. ”

"After being taught, I suggest that we start a class every day in the future and let Ye Lao come and say a few words. ”

"My mother asked me what I was doing, and I said that I was taking online classes, but she didn't believe me and gave me a big mouth to eat. ”

In the room, after listening to the explanation, Gu Qing thanked him, his ten fingers flew over, and he quickly coded words on the computer, and in less than ten minutes, a piece of Xiang Zhixuan Zhi came out, and then sent it to Hu Yang.

Before reading the content, Hu Yang asked, "What do you think of the quality?"

Gu Qing thought for a moment and replied, "Probably, five or six lying down!"

didn't react for a while, and after a few seconds, Hu Yang laughed, the last time he saw the little girl selling matches, he came to lie down, this time five or six lying down, wouldn't it be five or six times stronger than the little girl selling matches?

Bow your head and read the text carefully, three minutes later.

"Lying ......"

A series of lying down sentences came out of the subtitles, Hu Yang was shocked, so nervous that his fingers trembled a little, and he swallowed his saliva and said: "May I ask who you are, this is the ID card of the child in the family, right?"

Xiang Zhixuanzhi, Xiang Zhixuan is the name of the study, this short article is about the study, but it is not the study.

The author takes Xiang Zhixuan, the study where he lives, and the personnel changes of several generations as the weft, truly reproduces the voices and smiles of his grandmother, mother, and wife, and also expresses the author's deep nostalgia for the three deceased relatives.

Borrowing a Xuan to remember the relics of three generations, seeing things and cherishing people, mourning the memory of the dead, this kind of writing is unheard of.

After reading it, in addition to admiring or admiring, admiring the five-body throw, he is completely sure that this article is 100% the first.

For so many years as a literary editor, he has never seen such a skilled author, even the old people at Yenching University at present.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Gu Qing typed: "I didn't expect to be seen by you, that's right, this is not an old ID card." ”

Can an eighteen-year-old man write Xiang Zhixuanzhi, a little girl who sells matches?

In the future, it is estimated that there will be no fewer opportunities to copy documents, and if he really carries all this with an eighteen-year-old ID card, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it.

"May I ask what your old name is?"

"Xia Qi. ”

In this world, he is the one who opened the Chinese civilization.