Chapter 77 High School Student Literary Contest
In this case, Ning Qing was also very simple, and directly put the USB flash drive on the desk, "There is a song in here, you can take it." If there is no job in the company now, you can find it yourself, your father is the chairman, and I believe that many people will give you this face. ”
Zheng Yuan picked up the USB flash drive suspiciously and asked, "You won't find another song to fool me, right?" ”
Ning Qing just said lightly: "This song was written by Lu Pingfan." ”
Then, Zheng Yuan hurriedly put away the USB flash drive, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.
Although I haven't heard the content of the song yet, with the three words Lu Pingfan as a guarantee, the quality will definitely not be bad. At least that's what Zheng Yuan believes.
Even if you don't watch the two popular songs "The First Dream" and "Dancer", how bad can the level of a person who can write songs for a first-line king like Lu Ming be?
Therefore, when he got the song written by Lu Pingfan, Zheng Yuan was very excited and excited.
After staying in the company for so long and releasing several records, he has been tepid, and even many people outside don't know that he is a star.
can treat a star as this part, he can be regarded as unprecedented, as for whether there will be no one in the future, it is not necessarily, after all, who can say for sure what will happen in the future.
has seen the popularity of the song "The First Dream" and the brainwashing skills of "Dancer", Zheng Yuan is also extremely looking forward to his new song.
As for worrying about this emotion, he didn't have it at all, although he thought he was very handsome, but he always felt that he was a powerful person.
It's awkward.
But fortunately, this song is not very difficult, as long as you practice the pitch well, it will be no problem to ensure that it does not go out of tune. In this way, the producer in charge of Zheng Yuan will also be a lot easier.
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Lu Pingfan, who has returned to school, doesn't care who the new song he wrote is assigned to, he just wants to enjoy the comfortable life on campus quietly for a while.
It's a pity that the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and God always disagrees.
Lu Pingfan just returned to school, and after Zhao Yan found out, he called him directly to the office and said to him seriously: "The city holds a literary contest for high school students, and there are twelve high schools in the city to participate, and each school has three places for participation, a total of thirty-six people.
I recommended you, Wang Bo, and Li Xiaotong, a sophomore in high school, for the three places in our school.
The top three students will be selected in this literary competition, and the top three students will not only be rewarded with scholarships, but also add points in the college entrance examination.
In addition, the article that won the first place will be published in the Youth Magazine.
I don't need to say more about the weight of youth magazines, right? It is a magazine that has been called the cradle of writers, and many well-known contemporary writers started their writing careers in youth magazines.
The deadline is this weekend, and today is Tuesday, not counting the four days you have left to create. But we can't turn in your work online on the weekend, so I'm asking you to finish it on Saturday, do you understand?"
Lu Pingfan nodded while listening, and after the teacher finished speaking, he asked depressedly: "So, you have already registered for me, and now you are looking for me just to inform me and assign me a task, right?"
"What, you're not satisfied?" Zhao Yan said in a flat tone.
"Uh...... Why don't you have to ask for my opinion?" Lu Pingfan said tentatively.
But Zhao Yan directly poked Lu Pingfan's weakness without mercy, "You have been absent from class for no reason these afternoons, I have endured you for so long, why, now you don't agree to help you sign up for a competition?"
Lu Pingfan knew that he was at a loss, so he could only compromise: "Okay, I'll participate." ”
"That's pretty much it. Zhao Yan nodded with satisfaction.
Lu Pingfan suddenly asked again: "By the way, Xiaotong, did she sign up voluntarily?"
Zhao Yan understands Lu Pingfan's character and knows that he will not give in to his sister's affairs at all. In order to reassure him, Zhao Yan explained: "Don't worry, as soon as she heard that you were among the people participating in the competition, she took the initiative to sign up." ”
"This girl ......" Lu Pingfan shook his head amusedly, thinking: "It's so dishonest to go to the art class." ”
Zhao Yan looked at Lu Pingfan's expression, and was also a little confused. She couldn't understand why people who could write sentences like "When the youth is strong, the country is strong", the vision in life is so small.
A series of sentences in "Young China Says" can be used as famous sayings and aphorisms in Zhao Yan's opinion. The majestic atmosphere involving the country and the nation made her heart extremely shocked.
To be able to write this kind of sentence, you have to be a mature person with a broad vision, right?
can look at the current Lu Pingfan, his whole vision is limited to his sister, as if his sister is the whole world.
It's not that such a personality is bad, it's just that it doesn't match "the country is strong when the youth is strong"!
"Alas......" Zhao Yan sighed, no longer bothering about Lu Pingfan's personality issues, it was useless to dwell on these anyway.
Moreover, many famous writers and artists have some differences from ordinary people in terms of personality. It is precisely because they are different from ordinary people that they can stand out from countless people and be remembered.
Lu Pingfan's sister control is regarded as a quirk of a writer............ He wouldn't have liked those two words.
But if Zhao Yan didn't say it, Lu Pingfan wouldn't know either.
In this way, Lu Pingfan, who was planning to enjoy a comfortable campus life, was arrested by the teacher as soon as he returned to school and assigned a task.
Fortunately, this task itself was not difficult for Lu Pingfan. The competition didn't even specify the theme, he could write whatever he wanted, whatever he wanted.
So, after he returned to the classroom, he didn't even hesitate, directly put the composition manuscript paper given to him by Zhao Yan on the table, picked up the pen and began to write.
In many cases, judging students' essays is not only based on the content, but also on handwriting. Because students are different from writers in society, students often write by hand, while writers write by computer.
The two are different, and the judging criteria are slightly different.
And Lu Pingfan's words, before he was reborn, he was not only a star, a rich second generation, but also a lover of Chinese culture.
I like to drink tea, which is the best proof of this.
Calligraphy is also a part of Chinese culture, and Lu Pingfan will naturally not be left behind. His calligraphy/skills have been fully proven in the previous exams, and this time, his calligraphy has been brought into full play.
The whole writing process is smooth and smooth, without a pause in the middle, and the posture of his writing will be pleasing to the eye, let alone the words that have jumped on the page.