"I heard that she was very beautiful, so my dad married her and gave birth to me. That's the second sentence of that article!

Cold as frost was shocked.

The theme of the homepage of this issue of the school magazine is mother's love, and she has received countless manuscripts from her classmates at school, whether it is a narrative essay or an argumentative essay, there is no such thing as Jiang Ming. Yes, Jiang Ming's article is still looking at the mother from the perspective of the child. But just by the first two sentences, it makes people feel that this son is like an outsider......

Leng Rushuang's brows wrinkled tighter and tighter, is this Jiang Ming scribbling?

After reading these two sentences, Leng Rushuang suddenly regretted it, why did she wait for Jiang Ming to send the draft?

She's stupid, isn't she?

Cold as frost, he continued to look down with a gloomy face.

"I loved to eat dumplings since I was a child, and she made them for me. Later, when I went to the metropolis and walked out of the countryside, I could no longer fall in love with this simple food. One year when I came home for the Chinese New Year, my father told me that she had Alzheimer's disease and no longer remembered us. For a moment I felt like they were going to drag me down. ”

Leng Rushuang frowned, is the protagonist Jiang Ming wrote a little too much, how did he create a brute?

"I brought my parents to the banquet, and there was a big plate of steaming dumplings on top of the feast. She reached out and grabbed the dumplings and put them in her pocket, one after the other. I looked at the sneering relatives around me, and my face was gloomy. ”

"My son likes to eat dumplings, my son likes to eat ......," she said, holding the piping hot dumplings in her mouth.

Cold as frost was stunned.

The article is very short, only about five hundred words.

The mother in the article is not once described positively.

That sentence was the only thing the woman said.

Leng Rushuang saw that sentence, his nose was sore, and tears fell like this.

No matter how ordinary this woman is, whether she has Alzheimer's disease or not, or remembers her son's ......

That's all there is to the whole text, and there is no description of how this son feels, is it repentant? Is it distressed?

That's the end of it......

Leng Rushuang was extremely shocked to see it, and gasped.

Leng Rushuang clicked on the article sent by Tan Peng, there is no lack of eulogies of maternal love, all kinds of gorgeous rhetoric, and he is bound to be admitted to college to make his mother's face shine.

And Jiang Ming's no, that's the end......

Ordinary words, simple language, without any flowery rhetoric.

However...... But it's even better!

Leng Rushuang shook her head gently, she really underestimated Jiang Ming!

Leng Rushuang looked at Jiang Ming's short article and wanted to help him modify the words, but he found that he couldn't modify it!

Leng Rushuang sighed and sent the article to Chen Yi......

The article on the homepage of the school magazine should be subscribed.

After Chen Yi saw it, she couldn't help laughing.

This article is eye-catching.

Every time I write about a mother's love, the children are a positive image.

And this article on the son is not necessarily a positive image.

The more this is the case, the more it can show maternal love.

Chen Yi clapped: "Just use Jiang Ming's article!"

Jiang Ming's article was quickly put in place, and the school magazine began to be printed......

Tan Peng has been sick in the past few days, and Cao Hong, a dog-legged man, comes to the ward every day, so the two gradually established a deep "senior and junior relationship".

Tan Peng said with a smile: "Cao Hong, when the school publication is released later, you can send me a copy." ”

Cao Hong said complimentarily: "I heard that Senior Sister Chen Le said, Senior Tan Peng, you also wrote a homepage article and handed it to Senior Sister Leng Rushuang, then it is not surprising, this homepage article is Senior Tan Peng, your masterpiece!"

Tan Peng smiled modestly: "How can it, there are so many literary talents in our school, I just wrote one by hand." ”

Although Tan Peng said this, he was extremely proud. In the entire Jianghai No. 1 Middle School, it is estimated that no one can compare to him. After all, he is a noble son from a scholarly family in Jianghai City.

Cao Hong continued: "I heard that Senior Tan Peng, you wrote an article for Senior Sister Leng Rushuang during your illness? Senior Sister Leng must have been quite moved. ”

Tan Peng smiled arrogantly, when Leng Rushuang received his article, he must have been moved to tears, right?

Cao Hong promised to wait for the school magazine to come down later, and he would send a copy to Tan Peng as soon as possible, so he hurried back to school.

A group of people sat in the class, and after a while, they saw the class leader Lu Jiajia and the study committee members come in with a bunch of freshly printed school magazines.

"One for each person. ”

He Guofei shouted: "I heard that yesterday, the goddess teacher hadn't ordered which piece of the homepage article was. ”

Cao Hong sneered: "I heard that Senior Tan Peng later wrote a copy of the past. Of course, it is Senior Tan Peng's article. ”

The surrounding classmates seemed to hear something unusual.

"Cao Hong, when did you have such a good relationship with Senior Tan Peng?" asked a gossipy boy with some envy.

"That's right, that's Senior Tan Peng. Someone the whole school wants to get to know both boys and girls, right?" said another girl.

The girl knows Tan Peng because she wants to get in touch with someone.

The boy wants to know Tan Peng, doesn't he want to get in touch with Tan Peng?

Cao Hong was proud.

The school magazine, which had just been printed, was quickly distributed, one for each person.

He Guofei opened it and took a look, and it was clearly written under the homepage article on the first page: "Jiang Ming, the second and third classes of high school." ”

He Guofei screamed: ", the homepage article in this issue turned out to be written by Jiang Mingxueshen!"

He Guofei's call shocked everyone, and they quickly opened the school magazine with the smell of ink, and the homepage article "She" appeared impressively.

it?

The word "Jiang Ming" was printed on it, and everyone was stunned.

Is it really Jiang Ming?

A girl whispered, "Didn't you say that Senior Tan Peng also wrote?"

The class fell silent.

In other words, Jiang Ming and Senior Tan Peng both wrote, but they did not choose the article of Senior Tan Peng, who is recognized as a literary genius in Jianghai No. 1 Middle School, and chose ...... Jiang Ming's?

Although they gradually accepted that Jiang Ming might be the title of "God of Learning", they would not believe that a sophomore in high school could compare to a senior in high school......

And Jiang Ming went to the toilet and returned to the classroom.

How quiet is the classroom?

As soon as Jiang Ming walked in, everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Ming, and it was simply all the attention.

He Guofei rushed up with the school magazine in his arms and shouted at Jiang Ming: "Brother Ming, the article on the homepage of the school magazine is yours!"

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's mine, is it strange?"

The class fell silent again.

Look at how confident Jiang Ming is.

The king's breath is full of energy......

Jiang Ming returned to his seat, opened the school magazine and read it, nodded and commented, "The printing is not bad." ”

Cao Hong scolded in his heart, there must be an inside story!

Jiang Ming's eyes rolled, and he slipped out with the school magazine in his arms.

This is the first time Jiang Ming is looking forward to going to the poetry club so much!

At this time, there were no people in the poetry club, but the door was open.

Jiang Ming walked to the door of the poetry club's classroom and looked in.

A slender figure as cold as frost appeared in front of Jiang Ming.

Leng Rushuang held the school magazine in his hand, staring at the word "Jiang Ming" in a daze.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door, and Leng Rushuang turned his head suddenly, and saw Jiang Ming coming in.

Leng Rufrost thought he was wrong.

Jiang Ming would take the initiative to come to the poetry club?

Jiang Ming said happily: "President Leng, as you said, if my article is on the homepage of the school magazine, you will let me leave the Poetry Society, and I am here to apply for leaving the Society." Do I need to write an application?"

It's finally time to get rid of this hellish place!

Jiang Ming was extremely happy.

Leng Rushuang looked at Jiang Ming's smile on his face, and a fire suddenly rose in his heart.

How can he be happy?

Leng Rushuang said lightly: "It's the same whether you write an application or not." ”

Jiang Ming was surprised: "What does Senior Sister Leng mean?"

Leng Rushuang said lightly: "I won't approve it." ”

it?

This woman tricks him?

If she hadn't said she could let him go, would he have taken a break to write an article? And he didn't have a penny.

The green tendons on Jiang Ming's forehead jumped, he clenched the school magazine in his hand, and said with a dry smile: "Senior Sister Leng Rushuang, the gentleman you said is full of words." ”

Leng Rushuang raised his eyebrows and said, "I am a woman, not a gentleman." ”

Jiang Ming: "......"

it?

Sure enough, what Master Confucius said is good, only women and villains are difficult to raise!

Leng Rushuang saw Jiang Ming's smile stiffen on her face, and a feeling of happiness rose in her heart!

The corners of Leng Rushuang's mouth rose a little, and he hummed softly in his mouth.

The corners of Jiang Ming's mouth twitched, and she ...... She still seems to be happy?

Leng Rushuang was circling around the poetry club with the school magazine, and she knew that she was very happy at a glance.

As soon as Jiang Ming's anger came up, he suddenly grabbed his wrist that was as cold as frost and pushed her into the corner at once.

With his hands on both sides of Leng Rushuang's head, he looked down at Leng Rushuang: "Senior Sister Leng, you say it again!"

The temperature of the poetry society seems to have heated up dramatically in an instant......

Cold as frost and heart pounding, this posture ...... It's too ambiguous.

She's never been like this with a man.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

Jiang Ming stared at Leng Rushuang's white face and gradually crept into a flush, his heart moved, and suddenly he smiled evilly and said, "Senior Sister Leng, I'm a man, if you don't agree, I'll ...... I'll kiss you now!"

Leng Rushuang was so nervous that his brain went blank, and the school magazine in his hand fell on the instep of the two of them with a click.

He...... What did he say?

Jiang Ming stepped forward, gently touched the tip of her nose, and said evilly: "Are you afraid? Hurry up and let me leave the poetry club!"

Cold as frost huddled on the cold walls.

Leng Rushuang looked at Jiang Ming like that, and a ball of anger rushed up in his heart: "Jiang Ming, if you have the ability, you can kiss me!"

She didn't believe it, this kid dared.

He just wanted to scare her and make her retreat, right?

She's as cold as frost and not threatened!

Jiang Ming's heart was in a groan, this girl was not afraid?

Jiang Ming looked at Leng Rushuang's slightly raised eyebrows, and he didn't seem to be afraid at all.

Jiang Ming's gaze fell on her pink lips, and suddenly he moved up.