After returning to school, Song Xiangran learned that the top three in this essay competition were somewhat controversial.

The protagonists of the controversy are Liu Hongyun in the first place, Song Xiangran in the second place and Xu Zhiyuan in the third place.

As one of the judges, Lin Kun strongly opposed the first place in Liu Hongyun's work, believing that the first place should be Song Xiangran, the second place is Xu Zhiyuan, and the third place is Liu Hongyun.

Several other judges, some of whom are on Lin Kun's side, and some are familiar with Liu Hongyun because they have some relationship, and they think that Liu Hongyun is the first place.

It is precisely because of this that the atmosphere in the dormitory has become a little strange.

When Song Xiangran returned to the dormitory, he felt that Bai Xingxing and Liu Hongyun had never given themselves a good look, and after asking Song Cha, they realized that it was because of the ranking of the competition.

In fact, for Song Xiangran, since the ranking has come out, there is no need to compete for the first place. But Liu Hongyun was very mindful, and felt that Song Xiangran was making trouble from the current controversy.

When he was writing his homework at night, Song Xiangran's pen fell off and didn't stop until it rolled next to Liu Hongyun's feet. Song Xiangran didn't remember anything about the competition rankings for a long time, so he didn't think much about it, and asked Liu Hongyun directly: "Hongyun, can you help me pick up the pen?"

Since the beginning of school, Liu Hongyun has not seen Song Xiangran very pleasantly, and recently there has been a ranking dispute, and Liu Hongyun feels that Song Xiangran is even more eye-catching.

"Don't you know how to pick it up yourself?" Liu Hongyun glanced at Song Xiangran, then kicked the pen with his foot, and the pen rolled under the bed.

In the quiet dormitory, it suddenly became quieter, and everyone held their breath, as if they smelled the smell of gunpowder emanating from the dormitory.

Song Xiangran remembered the news he heard during the day, and instantly understood where Liu Hongyun's anger came from.

The dormitory is full of teenage girls, who are not yet twenty years old, and have not experienced any big storms, and it is understandable that they are impetuous. Song Xiangran, a person who has been reborn, can be their little mother, so she naturally feels that it is not worth mentioning.

The pen rolled under Liu Hongyun's bed, and it was not a wise move to pick it up now. So Song Xiangran shrugged, didn't talk to Liu Hongyun, turned back, took out another pen from the pencil case, and continued to write homework.

It was Song Xiangran's reaction that made Liu Hongyun's words a little naïve and redundant, and for a while, the air in the dormitory solidified again, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Liu Hongyun was stunned and continued to bow her head to take reading notes.

When he went to literature appreciation the next day, Lin Kun directly called Song Xiangran's name in class.

This is the first time Song Xiangran has been named, she stood up, some monks were confused, and they couldn't guess the reason for being named, but the woman's sixth sense told her that it was not a good thing to be named by Lin Kun now.

"Song Xiangran, do you mind if I read your work in class?" Lin Kun pushed his glasses expressionlessly.

Song Xiangran was taken aback, and suddenly understood what Lin Kun meant, he was going to read her entries in the last competition in class! But literary appreciation is a big class, not only people from their majors listen to the lectures, but also students from other majors.

"Professor, I don't think it's ......" Song Xiangran's word "no" was almost out of his mouth, but when he saw Lin Kun's eyes, he swallowed it alive.

It's obviously her article, but now she doesn't even have the right to care if it can be read or not! Song Xiangran wailed in her heart, and Liu Hongyun was also in this classroom.

"Good. Lin Kun nodded approvingly and motioned for Song Xiangran to sit down, then took out a piece of paper from the folder, brewed his emotions for a while, and then opened his mouth to read, "That withered but powerful tree has stood at the gate of the village for many years, it has seen through many things, but it has not said a word......

In this article, Song Xiangran is based on the big locust tree at the entrance of Xiaolin Village, and writes prose in the third person.

Lin Kun's Mandarin is very standard, and when he reads the article, he is even more correct and round, and the feelings in every place are in place, and every student who listens to it is engrossed and intent, as if what the locust tree sees and hears is what they see and hear.

"Fortunately, the sky is blue and cloudy, one day, the bad will end, and the tree can always see, a new beginning. Lin Kun was reading while walking, and when he read the last sentence, he happened to be standing next to Song Xiangran, so he put the paper on Song Xiangran's desk.

Although this article was written by Song Xiangran, this is the first time Song Xiangran has heard others read it, and her feelings seem to be deeper than when she wrote it.

At this moment, Song Xiangran had a little more admiration and admiration for Lin Kun.

"What do you think of this article?" Lin Kun walked back to the podium, stroked his glasses, and then began to look at the students in the audience with his eyes.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Liu Hongyun, would you like to come up and read your article?" Lin Kun took out another piece of paper from the folder.

Liu Hongyun was stunned, but finally nodded and walked up to the podium.

Although this article was written by Liu Hongyun, when it was written, Liu Hongyun could be regarded as asking for help from many people, and Duan Lingling also helped Liu Hongyun revise a lot of places in this article.

So when Liu Hongyun picked up the article, she didn't have much resonance, after all, she can only be regarded as half of the author of this article.

Fortunately, when it was handed in at the end, Liu Hongyun still looked at it, otherwise he would have to stammer when he read it now.

Because when Liu Hongyun read it, his feelings were not as abundant as Lin Kun's reading of Song Xiangran's article just now, and the classmates in the audience didn't listen to it for long, so they lost patience and began to do their own work. Liu Hongyun also noticed the movement in the audience, and his face turned red with embarrassment.

"You go down first. Lin Kun patted Liu Hongyun on the shoulder.

After Liu Hongyun sat down, Bai Xingxing next to her smiled and comforted her: "Are you too nervous when you read it? "

Liu Hongyun lowered his head and didn't speak, feeling like his face was on fire.

"Take out the two articles like this, and the high and low will be immediately revealed, do you agree?" Lin Kun asked.

Some people in the audience nodded in agreement, while others hesitated, as if they had something to say.

Suddenly, a bold boy raised his hand, and Lin Kun nodded to signal him to stand up.

"Professor, you read Song Xiangran's article personally, why did you let Liu Hongyun's article read it herself?" The boy seemed to have mustered up enough courage to dare to speak against him in the class of the "Great Demon King" Lin Kun, his fists were clenched at this moment, and his neck was a little red.

Lin Kun nodded, gesturing for the boy to sit down.

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