Chapter 53: Dreams
"Oh, is it? This is really nerve-wracking! You know, I'm actually a low-key teenager. Tang Chen pretended to have a headache and said. In fact, he was surprised that these two poems would be read on the radio. According to Tang Chen's memory, the school's announcers rarely read some works from "Xinya Literary Society" on the radio.
At least Tang Chen hadn't heard it a few times in his previous life, and most of what he heard were some excellent articles in "Reader". This is not to say that the school does not want to promote its own school magazine, but that the school magazine will be discontinued the next semester. Therefore, Tang Chen didn't have much memory of this school magazine, but he just remembered that he had submitted a few manuscripts in the first year of junior high school.
As for why the publication was suspended, Tang Chen is not very clear. I only happened to hear that it was the school that decided to suspend the school magazine because of financial problems. Tang Chen still believes in this statement, after all, for students who have articles in the school magazine that are selected, they will give a copy for free, and other students will be sold for 2 yuan a copy, which is already very good to last for so many years.
Maybe the school was really overwhelmed by this burden, and the strong entry of "Reader" chose to close. In his previous life, after the school magazine was suspended, Tang Chen regretted it for a long time! After all, it does enhance students' writing communication.
Now the school radio reads the articles in the "New Sprout Literary Society" at this time, maybe it is advertising it! Tang Chen could only think of this reason now. And for the announcer Zhao Xiaoshi with a sweet voice, he also has some impressions. In her previous life, she was also a little famous in Xiangtang Junior High School, and she was a beautiful senior sister in the second year of junior high school.
"Pretend, continue to pretend, be careful when you go out and be struck by lightning!" Deng Feng looked at Tang Chen's headache and said with a disdainful expression.
"What am I pretending to be, a ** silk like you will never understand, brother's mood of being cold in a high place is like never understanding the darkness of the night during the day." Tang Chen also looked at him with contemptuous eyes.
"Cut, and pretending to be a literary and artistic youth. Oh, what do you mean by that **silk? Deng Feng first rolled his eyes, and then asked suspiciously.
"**Silk is..."Tang Chen wanted to say**Silk is short and poor. However, remembering that this is not the Internet era in which the Internet is extremely developed in later generations, these popular Internet terms have no shadow at all.
"**Silk is just an ordinary person who has no money, no appearance and no talent, anyway, that's pretty much it." Tang Chen could only explain to him like this, and if he said too much, he wouldn't understand, but would have more questions to ask him.
"Cut, I'm not ** silk! At least my brother still looks good, right? But I've learned a new word, wow! Deng Feng smiled smugly.
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The first weekly session. After talking about some of the problems in the class last week, Tang Wenmin picked up a magazine with a yellow cover from the podium table and said, "I think you have also heard of our school's school magazine "Xinya Literature Club", and now I have this one in my hand. Tang Wenmin held the magazine in both hands and showed it to everyone.
Tang Chen also looked at it, exactly the same as in his memory. On the orange cover, on the top are five large grass green characters of the Sprout Literature Society. In the middle is a green slender triangular pagoda, like a green bud that has just grown. It means that the Sprout Literature Club is like a sprout, and one day it will grow into a big tree.
Unfortunately, it didn't work out and was going to disappear next semester. Tang Chen is now thinking about whether to keep this school magazine, which is very meaningful to students, if he has the ability in the next semester. If it was really because of financial problems, Tang Chen didn't think it was a very difficult thing.
"The Sprout Literature Club will provide a free magazine to students who have selected works. I think you have heard from the radio in the morning that two poems by Tang Chen in our class have been selected, but I have two magazines here. Tang Wenmin picked up a copy of "Xinya Literature Club" from the table again, and pulled the classmates back from looking at Tang Chen.
"The other one belongs to Huang Qingya, a student in our class, and she also has a poem selected for it, let me read it to everyone." Tang Wenmin opened one of them, flipped through it a few times, and said, "The title is "Dream". ā
Hold on tightly to your dreams
Because once the dream is shattered
Life will be a bird with broken wings
No more flying
Hold on tightly to your dreams
Because once the dream is gone
Life is like a wasteland
Lost direction forever
"It's a short poem, but it illustrates the importance of dreams. It is indeed a good poem, let us applaud and encourage Huang Qingya. Tang Wenmin looked at the classmates below and applauded first.
A burst of applause rang out in the classroom, and everyone turned their attention to Huang Qingya and sent her warm congratulations. Tang Chen was the same, and secretly sighed in his heart that Huang Qingya's previous life was worthy of being the two major model templates alongside himself, and now he is still powerful to do it again.
Tang Wenmin suppressed the applause and continued: "The articles here are all very good, you can borrow the two of them to take a look at it when you have time." If you want a copy yourself, you can go to the office of the New Sprout Literature Club on the fourth floor and buy one, which is not very expensive, only 2 yuan. Alright, now let's ask two of you to come up and pick up your magazines! Other students can also go to contribute, I hope to see your work in the next month's issue, I believe that there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in our class. ā
Tang Chen and Huang Qingya each walked to the podium from their positions. Two people, one left and one right, one male and one female, one squad leader and one squad deputy. And not long ago, the two were rivals, which was particularly interesting in the eyes of classmates.
Tang Wenmin looked at the two people who took the magazine from her hands, her face was full of smiles, she was still very satisfied with the two students she was optimistic about. Especially Tang Chen, this morning's broadcast gave her a big long face.
Tang Chen and Huang Qingya also looked at each other and smiled when they took the school magazine, and then walked back to their seats. He opened the literary magazine, and in fact, it was better to say that it was a magazine than a composition book! Because these are all essays written by junior high school students, there are not some outstanding essays.
Of course, this is viewed from Tang Chen's vision beyond the current ten years, and for the current junior high school students, these selected articles are enough to be used as model texts. Tang Chen casually flipped through it and found that almost all of them were articles written by students in the second and third grades of junior high school, and there were only a few articles in the first year of junior high school. In addition to Tang Chen and Huang Qingya, only one student in the real yĆ n class was selected for an essay. After all, it has just started school now, and compared with the students in the second and third years of junior high school, the writing of students in the first year of junior high school still seems a little immature.
Tang Chen flipped through a few times, and looked at the appearance of Deng Feng next to him who had been trying to come over, so he threw the magazine to him. Deng Feng was like a treasure, and quickly took it and studied it. Tang Chen smiled, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhang Haiyun's gaze next door. The two looked at each other for a moment, smiled at each other, and then looked away. This kind of eye contact in class seems to happen often, which may be the subtle feeling between lovers!
The person you like is sitting not far from you, and when you turn your head by chance, the sweet smile on your face is the good time you used to have in class?
(PS: Xiao Chen is here again to thank Indifferent for too long and a few friends for their generous rewards.) Then, what Xiao Chen wants to thank here is his friend Xiao Su's support and encouragement. To put it bluntly, when I just came up today to see Xiao Su's long comment, Xiao Chen was very moved. After all, Xiao Chen and Xiao Su are just friends of the author who only met when they uploaded the book. For you and the readers, as well as the editor's great support and encouragement, Xiao Chen can only use Duoduo code words to try to tell you a story that everyone likes to return.
Speaking of which, Xiao Chen also has something to say. In fact, I know that many readers nowadays prefer the story to be set in high school. After all, there will be more things to do when you are older, such as the intimate festival that everyone likes, which can be seen from the more popular rebirth article on the homepage now. In order to cater to the tastes of readers, Xiao Chen also tried to change the background to high school. But after reading it, I realized that it was not the campus story I wanted to tell.
Because of age, some of Xiao Chen's books will definitely not develop too fast, but this is in line with the youth campus essay, isn't it? Okay, I'm talking a little bit nonsense, the text is only 2300 words, and these two pieces of nonsense are almost 2800. However, this is Xiao Chen's emotion after seeing Xiao Su's comment! It's a bit of nonsense, I wanted to open a separate chapter, but then I thought that it didn't cost money to read books now, so I didn't open it. Please also ask readers not to blame Xiao Chen, I hope you will support a lot, thank you! ļ¼