The final of the one-game final ended much earlier than expected. Less than half past ten, the relevant personnel gathered in the hall of the first city-wide chess invitational tournament in Xicheng Street dispersed one after another.

Lao Lin also had to attend the award ceremony and closing ceremony in the afternoon, and was left behind by Hu Jianhui from the street and several leaders of the District Sports Bureau, seemingly to discuss something that could not be taken out explicitly.

Lin Miao was dragged by Ding Shaoyi and went to the second floor of the hotel.

Not long after the competition time on the second floor ended, the corridor was full of students who had just come out of the examination room and teachers from various schools. As soon as Lin Miao appeared, the narrow space immediately became more lively.

Walking from one end of the corridor to the door of the conference room of the competition, Lin Miao received the attention of the audience throughout the whole process, and the discussions around him were non-stop, and unconsciously, it seemed that he had really become a veritable boss in the circle of primary school students in Dongou City.

"Why did Lin Miao come back again? Didn't he leave just now?"

"It should be to look at the volume, just now Mr. Deng said that Lin Miao's composition this time is very good. ”

"Seems to say that his dad is here today, playing chess upstairs. Isn't his dad a writer, so he's also good at chess?"

"No, no, I heard my dad say that Lin Miao's father is also a leader, and he came to preside over the competition......"

Jiang Ping patted Lin Miao's shoulder and asked with a happy face, "Do you know all the children here?"

Lin Miao shook her head and replied lightly: "I don't know." ”

Jiang Ping asked strangely: "How do you know your name if you don't know?"

Lin Miao said: "You don't know the mayor of Dongou City, don't you know his name?"

Jiang Ping suddenly laughed loudly, as if she was very proud, and said, "Ha! You are wrong now, right? I really don't know what the mayor's name is!"

Lin Miao was silent for two seconds, turned her head, and said to Li Xiao earnestly: "Xiaoxiao, you must study seriously, if a woman is educated, if she marries someone in the future, the three generations of her in-laws will be grateful to your ......."

Li Xiao looked at Lin Miao blankly, and said weakly: "Oh......"

Ding Shaoyi and Miao Xiaoqiu, who were walking in front of Lin Miao, glanced at each other, and the corners of their mouths curved in unison.

arranging his own mother in such a twist and turn, Lin Miao's child is really enough......

Jiang Ping didn't hear the overtones in Lin Miao's words, and she didn't even care what Lin Miao said.

Her attention was all on the indirect praise of Lin Miao by the children around her, and she secretly thought that she was the "mother of a prodigy", and her vanity was so satisfied that she almost hummed a song.

Several people walked to the conference room where the examination room was located with a different kind of good mood.

The door of the conference room was closed, and Ding Shaoyi knocked on the door.

After a while, the people inside opened a crack in the door and glanced at Ding Shaoyi. Although he obviously didn't know him, looking at Ding Shaoyi's dress and temperament, he knew that he was not an ordinary person, so he politely asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Ding Shaoyi replied with a smile: "You tell Teacher Deng, Lao Ding is here." ”

"Oh...... You're Professor Ding!" The person who opened the door suddenly had a light in his eyes and raised his voice. He hurriedly opened the door and said enthusiastically, "Please come in, please come in!" Mr. Deng, Professor Ding is here!"

Ding Shaoyi took Lin Miao's hand, Shi Shiran walked in the door, and Miao Xiaoqiu and Jiang Ping also walked in.

As soon as the door closed, a few people who were busy in the room immediately put down the rolls in their hands.

The old man who was the chief examiner of Fang Cai walked forward quickly with a red face, stretched out his hands with great reverence, held Ding Shaoyi's hand, and said loudly: "Peng Sheng is shining! Peng Sheng is shining!" At the same time, he said to everyone in the room: "Let me introduce to you, this is the deputy director of the journalism department of Dongou University, Professor Ding Shaoyi Ding! Professor Ding is also the vice chairman of our city federation of literature and literature, and the deputy editor-in-chief of the "Dongou Daily" publishing house! Professor Ding is a graduate graduate of the Chinese Department of Jinghua University and a well-known literary research worker in the country. This time, I made a special trip to be the chief judge of our competition!"

The old man threw out a large list of Ding Shaoyi's awesome titles, and the first group of elementary school teachers in the room who had never seen the world immediately let out a cry of envy, and applause rang out immediately.

Bang Bang ......

Ding Shaoyi was accustomed to seeing this kind of grassroots welcome battle, so he didn't say anything, and waited for the applause to weaken before saying to Old Man Deng: "Teacher Deng, take out Miao Miao's scroll and show it to me." ”

The old man glanced down at Lin Miao, and said with a smile: "This kid's essay is good, it has been classified into one category, if you can't find a better one, this time the first prize will definitely not run." ”

"Oh?" Ding Shaoyi's mouth curled, "So, are there a few other children who are similar to this child?"

"That's not ......," Old Man Deng laughed, "so far, this kid's essay should be the most beautifully written." But we've only read more than 30 articles, and we still have 80 or 90 volumes to read. ”

Old man Deng walked to a table, picked up Lin Miao's examination room test paper, handed it to Ding Shaoyi, and praised him: "This kid's thinking is really bright, he didn't even type a draft, and he wrote the composition in one go." If I write it myself, I may not be able to do it, I heard that it is still the city's Olympiad champion, right, it is really both civil and military. ”

"More than that. Ding Shaoyi said with a smile, "I just won the first place in the city's youth chess competition upstairs." ”

"Ah, just now?" Old man Deng looked confused.

Miao Xiaoqiu explained with a smile: "Just now he went upstairs to find his father after the competition, and it happened that the two children in the junior group were in the finals, and after the competition, the parents of the child who won the chess heard that Miao Miao was coming, so they said that they wanted to play an extra game." Miao Miao won that child, and the leader of the Sports Bureau happened to be there, so he gave Miao Miao a special winning prize. ”

Old man Deng listened to Miao Xiaoqiu's explanation, and then he suddenly realized, shook his head and said, "Anyway, it's just a good match, and I won the city's championship again, right?"

When Jiang Ping heard Old Man Deng's words, she couldn't help laughing out loud, and interjected: "Fortunately, I wrote quickly today, otherwise I might not be able to win this championship." ”

Lin Miao glanced at Jiang Ping speechlessly, and except for sighing, there was no mental activity in her heart-

After all, who was messing around 40 minutes ago about finishing the exam early? Now that I've come back with a championship, I've fed the dog directly with such a firm educational principle, right?

Ding Shaoyi ignored Jiang Ping's reaction, she took Lin Miao's scroll from Old Man Deng's hand, and glanced at it at a glance, and it was clear that this was not something that a primary school student in Dongou City could write.

In primary school, children who can write essays at this level either have master-level parents at home and have been exposed to it since childhood, or they are born with a strong talent for writing and have undergone high-intensity targeted training. And even so, if you want to reach Lin Miao's level, it can't be an overnight thing. A person's writing level, in the final analysis, still depends on the precipitation of years. Without enough time investment, no amount of talent can be transformed into real works.

In Ding Shaoyi's view, there may be only a genius in the real sense like Lin Miao in the world who can ignore the factor of time, and write "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" and "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" at a young age, although it is not possible to talk about how profound the literary significance is, but the writing style is so mature and sophisticated that people can't tell the author's actual age at all.

"Don't bother, just this one, this one. Ding Shaoyi understated and returned the scroll to Old Man Deng.

Old man Deng was a little dumbfounded and asked, "Don't you want to see anything else?"

Ding Shaoyi smiled and said, "I have a meeting in the afternoon, and today I just want to come and see what Miao Miao wrote." It's okay to write and play normally. ”

"What about you...... Will you come back at night?" asked Old Man Deng anxiously.

"Not coming. Ding Shaoyi said very simply, "You can just give me a name, and you can decide the rest of the children's rankings." In the area of primary school composition, you are more experienced. ”

Old man Deng nodded stunnedly, feeling a deep powerlessness for the other children participating in the competition.

It's nothing if the opponent is strong, as long as you are willing to work hard, not to mention surpassing the counterattack, but there is always a chance to sit on an equal footing.

But the reality is that behind the awesome opponent, there will always be more awesome resources with you.

If the laggards want to rely on their own strength to overtake in corners, there is basically no possibility.

"Let's go, go to dinner with your father, tell your father, and take the first place in the city. Ding Shaoyi took Lin Miao's hand, and a group of people went out happily.

A group of judges in the room who were revising papers looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they went about their work as if nothing had happened.

There's really nothing to feel sorry for.

How big the gap between people can be has never been a matter of one person.