On Monday morning, the classroom of Class 3 of Yazhi Middle School. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One is quiet, the other is playful, and there is a clear distinction.

Until the first class, Song Anran, Su Ningxue, and Su Ningyue's seats were all empty.

This makes everyone who cares feel quite confused.

Don't look at the narrow range of the three of them, but people with outstanding appearances, even if they sit there quietly in a daze, are often the center point of vision.

Lu Lu, who knew the situation, slept on the table, so that her table mate couldn't ask about the situation if she wanted to.

This doubt did not last long, and the first class was Zhang Baiping's Chinese class.

When the lesson plan was placed on the table, she lit the class leader.

"Zhou Chu, this week when Song Anran is away, her work will trouble you to take on the same time. ”

Zhou Chu nodded and agreed, and then asked, "Teacher Zhang, what's wrong with Song Anran?"

There was some concern in his tone.

Zhang Baiping was stunned, and thought that Zhou Chu probably thought that Song Anran was sick, and Song Anran had not taken a few leave in the more than two years of high school, and every time he asked for leave, it was because he was sick.

She smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, Song Anran, Su Ningxue, and Su Ningyue are going to Haicheng to participate in the semi-finals of the Thought Literature Competition, and maybe they will come back with the award in a week." ”

At the end, she made a joke, in her heart she still hoped that Song Anran and they would be able to win the award, especially Su Ningxue and Su Ningyue, who fell behind in their studies, but they could also study in a good university through the Idea Literature Competition.

Zhang Baiping's words immediately caused a commotion in the classroom.

I'm a good girl, only a few people in the whole school have passed the preliminary round of the Thought Literature Contest? There are actually three of them in their class.

Song Anran didn't say anything, in addition to being so cute and cute, Su Ningxue and Su Ningyue, who were inconspicuous, actually went to Haicheng, and walked to an enviable place in silence.

"Is this really fake? ...... the twins" Wu Nannan opened her mouth wide in surprise and looked at Zhang Ling who was beside her.

"I don't know, but since Mr. Zhang has said it, it definitely can't be faked. Zhang Ling smiled bitterly and scratched her hair in annoyance.

Zhang Baiping didn't mention the idea literature contest, they didn't have anything yet, and then they suddenly remembered that they had an argument with Song Anran and them at the opening ceremony-

"Xiangzhou University. That was the answer of the two dwarfs.

Originally, it was nothing, but the indifferent appearance that seemed to be indifferent and easy to get at your fingertips stimulated Wu Nannan and Zhang Ling's fragile hearts.

At your level, the usual test is more than 100 points more than us, but where do you have the confidence to be admitted to Xiangzhou University?

"Did you say that the word 'Wenhua' was missing?" This is the malicious mockery of Wu Nannan and Zhang Ling when they are annoyed and angry.

Looking back now, they turned out to be confident.

Writing.

Something that a lot of people don't get their hands on.

Compared with some dull scores, perhaps this kind of confidence is more sufficient.

Anyway, they are serious high school students, and the idea literature contest is the hottest topic recently, Wu Nannan and Zhang Ling also know that as long as they can win the award, it will not be a problem to enter a university, and they can enter the seven-school alliance if they win the first prize.

That's right, first prize.

"Even if you enter the semi-finals, you don't necessarily get the first prize. Wu Nannan hugged his head and said.

Zhang Ling also stroked her hair: "It's hard to say whether you can win the award or not." ”

They whispered, all kinds of exclamations from their classmates sounded in their ears, as well as Lu Lu's voice: "I don't know Song Anran, but Ning Xue and Ning Yue will definitely be able to win the first prize." ”

Someone asked her why, and Lu Lu suddenly seemed unfathomable.

I'm sure I'll be able to get the first prize!

This sentence echoed in the minds of Wu Nannan and Zhang Ling, why are they so sure.

Maybe it's the twins' indifferent reaction to their provocations, their blandness like water, and the depth of their peers.

Maybe it's really that certain?

Questioning and almost affirmative sentences sounded in the hearts of Wu Nannan and Zhang Ling, and then they shook their heads.

No, but, can, no, can, can......

Say it 10,000 times, and maybe you will believe it.

……

Tuesday.

There is a breakfast shop on Qinghe Road.

Haicheng time-honored brand breakfast, five-cornered buns and two cups of thick soybean milk, whether it is taste or price, can be regarded as a conscience in a place like Haicheng.

"It's a time-honored brand. ”

After eating breakfast casually, Ning Xue, Ning Yue, and Song Anran, who each carried a backpack, set off for Tongyuan Alley.

Very close, not even a kilometer in a straight line.

Cheng Yun followed quietly behind, saying that she was going to send them in.

Of course, they will not refuse this kindness.

In other words, someone is following and worrying, which makes people feel at ease.

All the way through, it is a relatively old street, with stone paving on both sides, and there is a low green tree every few meters, and it is close to eight o'clock, and the number of pedestrians on the road is slowly increasing.

There are many students who look about the same age as Song Anran, and the reason why they don't mention Ning Xue and Ning Yue is because they don't look much different from them are elementary school students or immature junior high school students.

"Are they all here to participate in the semifinals?" Song Anran looked around.

"Not necessarily, maybe I went to school. Ning Xue said casually.

After a night's rest, she and Ning Yue were now refreshed.

"It's almost eight o'clock, and if I go to school, I'll be late. Song Anran complained.

"It makes sense to say that they are our competitors. "Ning Xue is solemn, she is always so good at listening to the correct opinions of others, awesome!

"Hey, it's at the door. ”

Ning Yue looked up at the building that suddenly appeared in front of her.

No. 31 Tongyuan Alley.

An old building left over from the war.

The old-fashioned arched iron gate, the continuous walls are covered with green vines, and inside is a three-story Western-style building, standing in the lush green of the city.

A hundred years ago, it was the exchange place of the Revival Literary Society.

The literary atmosphere is strong, and the historical status is also worth writing.

At this time, the gate opened, and people kept coming in and out.

And the doorman was checking the invitation to the semi-final of the Thought Literature Competition, so Cheng Yun couldn't get in.

"Go in, I'll walk around the neighborhood and I'll pick you up in the afternoon." Cheng Yun said with a smile.

The race starts at half past nine and lasts until five in the afternoon.

Regardless of whether it is finished or not, it will be delivered uniformly when the time comes.

"Well, then Sister Cheng Yun will see you in the afternoon. Ning Xue and Ning Yue shouted.

"Sister Cheng Yun will see you in the afternoon. Song Anran followed.

"Come on!" gestured his fist, and Cheng Yun left first.

Their movements here still attracted a lot of attention.

"Let's go in first. Song Anran proposed.

"Okay. ”

After the discussion was decided, the three of them took out the invitation and went to the entrance to start queuing.

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