577, an unexpectedly grand reception
Changed to a sleeper, and the whole journey suddenly became a lot more cute. When you want to sleep, you can sleep, and when you don't sleep, you can sit by the window and watch the scenery or chat. The sleeper compartment was also devoid of the strange, gas-bombed stench. Of course, there will be no passengers in the aisles, and people have to be careful when going to the toilet.
In short, whether it is for Wang Bo or Tang Suzhen, changing from a hard seat to a hard sleeper feels like going from hell to heaven.
And from this inconspicuous little thing, Wang Bo once again realized how important money is to a person. Comfort and suffocation, quiet and noisy, fresh air and bad smell, sometimes, it's just the difference between one or two hundred yuan.
On January 24, 2000, Wang Bo, a contestant from a small county town in the southwest, and his tutor Tang Suzhen, finally arrived at Shanghai Railway Station at 7 o'clock in the morning on the 24th after more than 40 hours of shaking.
For the city of the magic capital, Wang Bo has been here twice in his previous life, but he took a plane, and the itinerary was also in a hurry, and he only stayed for a day or two each time before flying away again, so he was not familiar at all.
As soon as he got off the train and got out of the station, Tang Suzhen asked Wang Bo to take out the notice of participation and asked him to see what the route map attached by the organizer to the back of the notice said, and which bus the two needed to take to report to the Jindu Building, the magic capital where the organizer's "Sprout" magazine was located.
Wang Bo pulled Tang Suzhen's sleeve, pointed to the taxi boarding point not far away, and said to Tang Suzhen: "Teacher Tang, this point is the time for office workers to go to work, whether it is a bus or a subway, it will definitely be crowded to death." With so much luggage, it must be inconvenient to squeeze the bus, so let's take a taxi directly. There is a taxi point in front of it. With that, he led the way towards the taxi pick-up point. His hands were pulling and lifting, and he didn't bother to squeeze any bus.
Tang Suzhen thought that what Wang Bo said was also reasonable, so she nodded and agreed with Wang Bo's opinion on taking a taxi. In the past two days with each other, Tang Suzhen was surprised to find that the student next to her, every word and deed, every move, is not like a student at all, she is mature and miserable, not so much that she is taking care of the other party, but that the other party is taking care of her.
The two took a taxi to Jindu Building, and when they looked at the time, it was not even eight o'clock. Considering that the people in the magazine club probably hadn't gone to work yet, the two found a snack bar near the building and had breakfast slowly. After breakfast, I walked around the neighborhood again. Passing by a newsstand, Wang Bo walked in and bought more than a dozen copies of the latest issue of "Science Fiction World" in one go.
"Wang Bo, why did you buy so many "Science Fiction Worlds"?" Tang Suzhen asked puzzled.
Wang Bo smiled mysteriously and only said two words: "Give a gift!"
One of the organizers of the second "China Cup New Concept Essay Contest" is the "Sprout" magazine, which is located on the 16th floor of the Jindu Building in the magic capital. According to the notice on the semi-final notice, players participating in the semi-finals need to report to the "Sprout" magazine first.
Wang Bo and Tang Suzhen took a taxi to Jindu Building and handed their semi-final notices to the staff who greeted the contestants.
"You, you are Wang Zi'an?" Wang Bo was received by a middle-aged woman in her thirties, who was very surprised when she saw Wang Bo.
"It's like a fake. Wang Bo smiled at the other party, his eyes wandering around, looking at the "Sprout" magazine, which was thunderous among middle school students across the country because of the continuous holding of the "New Concept Essay Contest".
"Wang Zi'an, please wait a moment. The middle-aged woman left Wang Zi'an and left in a hurry.
There were also seven or eight seventeen or eighteen-year-old male and female students from all over the country who came to report with Wang Bo, and when they saw that the "unattractive" guy in front of them was Wang Zi'an, a person whose preliminary article was selected to be published in the January issue of "Sprout" magazine, their eyes looked at him in unison, some were curious, some admired, and some were disdainful. They had just finished registering, and the aunt surnamed Zhang just let them log in, introduced them to the hotel near Nanyang Model Middle School where the semi-finals were held, and reminded them of the time of the rematch tomorrow, and then let them leave. This prince An, but the other party asked him to wait, obviously there was "special treatment".
Soon after, a man in his fifties, wearing a suit and tie, with a bald forehead, but with a strong spirit and elegant temperament, walked towards Wang Bo with a smile like a spring breeze. The man was followed by a bespectacled, chubby, and like-looking aunt in her fifties and an aunt surnamed Zhang who had just received him.
"Hello, hello, Wang Zi'an, right? I'm afraid I'm tired from Shudu, right? The journey will be smooth?" The man walked directly to Wang Bo and stretched out his hand to Wang Bo.
Who is this guy? Wang Bo thought to himself while stretching out his hand, and the editor Zhang Qing, who was following the man, saw Wang Bo's stunned face, and hurriedly introduced him: "Wang Zi'an, this is Mr. Zhao Changtian, the editor-in-chief of "Sprout", and this is Ms. Gui Weiminggui, the deputy editor-in-chief. ”
Damn! The editor-in-chief and the deputy editor-in-chief went into battle together, and this posture is too big, too grand, isn't it? Those guys just now didn't hate Lao Tzu to death? Wang Bo was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the editor-in-chief and deputy editor-in-chief of "Sprout" would come out to greet him in person, and he quickly put on a "modest and cautious" look and hurriedly said: "Hello editor-in-chief Zhao, good editor-in-chief Gui! The journey was quite smooth. By the way, this is my Chinese teacher, Ms. Tang Suzhen Tang. Wang Bo introduced his Chinese teacher Tang Suzhen to the two.
The two sides exchanged pleasantries, and Zhao Changtian invited Wang Bo and Tang Suzhen to his office to sit down. Wang Bo naturally agreed, and followed Zhao Changtian into the other party's office, accompanied by Gui Weiming, deputy editor-in-chief of "Sprout".
As soon as Wang Bo left with Zhao Changtian, several participating students who witnessed this situation also dispersed. As soon as I got into the elevator, someone began to say sour words:
"The articles that are selected and published in "Sprout" are different! We are all received by an editor, but the other party is the editor-in-chief and the deputy editor-in-chief at the same time. Ladies and gentlemen, I don't think you should have any hope for this rematch, I guess it is also for the sake of accompanying the prince to study!"
"Hadron, don't say that!"
"Hmph! Do you really believe that "Talking about Revolution/Life" could be written by a mere middle school student in his middle school?" someone snorted coldly, his face disdainful.
"I don't believe it anyway! This kind of spicy writing, such profound thoughts, where can a sophomore in high school write? Our Chinese teacher has already said that even he can't write such old-fashioned articles! So, the biggest possibility is-"
"Plagiarism! 100 percent plagiarism!
"Plagiarism? also...... Not necessarily, right? Isn't last year's cold "Peep in the Cup" also quite good?" said a short girl.
"The cold 'Peeping Man in the Cup' is just a drop in a book bag, and the pretentiousness of a young man, how can it be compared with 'Talking about Revolution/Life'? Are the two articles not at all good at the same level?" someone retorted to the short girl's words.
"Regardless of plagiarism or self-creation, this rematch will make some people show their original form! Hmph, do you really think that the rematch is also a free creation, and you can prepare a manuscript in advance?" another person said.
"It's true, it's a mule or a horse, and after three days, everything will be distributed!"
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When he first saw the editor-in-chief of "Sprout", Wang Bo was still a little nervous. However, after chatting a few words, Wang Bo found that the other party was a very kind, unpretentious, and very approachable elder. Deputy editor-in-chief Gui Weiming is also kind, and there is no lack of liveliness and humor in kindness, Wang Bo heard the other party's Mandarin accent a little weird, and when he inquired, he learned that the other party was a Hong Kong/Hong Kong compatriot.
Regardless of Zhao Changtian and Gui Weiming, they didn't talk to him about his article "Talking about Revolution/Life" that made him shortlisted for the semi-finals, but they just cared about whether he had a smooth journey and what his impression of the magic capital was, and said that he had also been to Shudu and had a very good impression of Shudu, which is worthy of being the country of abundance with outstanding people. At the same time, Gui Weiming began to chat with Wang Bo's Chinese teacher, Tang Suzhen, and asked with a smile whether Wang Bo was super good at school and whether his compositions were often used as Fan Wennian in the class.
Tang Suzhen had been interjecting a lot, but when she heard this, she immediately came to her senses and said to the two, "This Wang Bo is not just good at Chinese?" None of the five subjects of Chinese, mathematics, foreign languages, physics, and chemistry are bad or not refined! In the last two grade examinations, he has won the first place in the grade with an ultra-high score of over 700 points! If he guards against arrogance and rashness and maintains his current level, he will be the top student in the college entrance examination in Sichuan Province with considerable confidence in next year's college entrance examination!
Zhao Changtian and Gui Weiming were taken aback when they heard Tang Suzhen's words, and they were almost unbelievable! Those who came to participate in the semi-finals, they all knew that many of them were seriously biased in subjects, and their Chinese were very good, especially their composition, and not many of them were also very good in other subjects. The most typical example is the winner of the first prize of last year's "New Concept Essay Contest" Leng Han, except for Chinese, several other subjects, all of which have red lights! If this Wang Zi'an's composition level is really as strong as the super level he showed when he wrote "Talking about Revolution/Life" in the preliminary competition, then such a composition level that can be said to be close to the cold -- of course, the cold is close to Wang Zi'an's level -- and the rest of the all-round geniuses who are completely opposite to each other will become famous and known throughout the country like last year's cold. No, it's even quite possible to be more sensational and eye-catching than the cold!
This Wang Zi'an is completely the opposite of the cold!
Of course, the premise is that the essay "On Revolution/Life", which is like Lu Xun's resurrection, is really written by this unexpected little guy in front of him! )