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Principal Lai did not have the kindness and gentleness he used to have, he looked at Yang Zijian with blazing eyes, as if there was a gold mine in front of him, and said very seriously: "Yang Zijian, you have done a very good job, I have been the principal for three years, only last year because of the Olympiad champion once in the Fujian Provincial Daily, and then this time." Although the content of this article is mainly based on the scenery of Huchuan, No. 1 Middle School will still give you a reward, and we will give double the amount of the daily newspaper fee in Fujian Province. In the future, you will write more articles from Nanjian No. 1 Middle School and publish them in provincial newspapers and periodicals, understand? ”

It's a temptation, but I like it.

With a soft hand, Yang Zijian patted his chest and said: "Principal, I love Nanjian No. 1 Middle School very much, and I will use more passion to describe the school in the future." I am now a member of the Municipal Writers Association, and my next goal is to enter the provincial publication. ”

"Okay, this is a good student with ideals and ambitions!" After the principal finished praising it, he sent Yang Zijian back to class.

In the afternoon, there were two unit exams, and Yang Zijian did not do well in the exam, but the Min newspaper published and the school rewarded him, which made him very happy.

The next day, Saturday at half past one in the afternoon.

Yang Zijian and Zhang Yimin, two classmates and members of the same club, as well as other student representatives from No. 1 Middle School, a total of 16 people, under the leadership of Mr. Zhuang and Mr. Cui of the Chinese group, took the school bus to No. 3 Middle School.

Yang Zijian and Zhang Yimin sat on the right seat, because it was a weekend, the school rules could not control everyone, and the students did not need to wear school uniforms to compete, so they all wore the best jackets or bat shirts, and there were many girls wearing skirts, even Zhang Yimin, who was slightly chubby next to her, also wore a floral long skirt, which looked much more cute.

Yang Zijian did not give in, and also put on the coolest outfit: a black suit and dark red leather shoes, and tied that dark red tie.

At first glance, other students thought that Director Liu from the principal's office had arrived, and it seemed that only Director Liu would wear a suit and tie all day long.

"You ...... clothes" Teacher Zhuang and Teacher Cui were speechless for a long time when they saw Yang Zijian's appearance, and they were just wearing casual clothes.

Teacher Cui said with a smile: "But it's an essay competition, and it's not a formal social occasion, to put it bluntly, it's almost the same as an ordinary essay test, there's no need to dress so formally, especially if you're still a student." ”

Yang Zijian asked rhetorically: "Will it be illegal to wear a suit to the competition?" ”

Teacher Cui scratched his head, thought for a moment, and said, "No." ”

Yang Zijian shrugged and said, "That's good." No matter how I say it, I am also a little writer recognized by the Municipal Writers Association, no, I always have to be special to make me different! "He holds his head high, shows a sanctimonious and outstanding momentum, and he can be on TV with a pair of sunglasses, and he looks like a dog that makes people want to beat him.

Teacher Cui couldn't help but roll his eyes and no longer pay attention to this sullen student.

But some people can't stand it, such as Zhang Yimin, she sat next to Yang Zijian, accepted all kinds of glances, and said a little uncomfortably: "Hey, Editor-in-Chief Yang, on such a hot day, don't you feel bored wearing a suit and leather shoes?" ”

Yang Zijian slanted: "If you want grace, you have to sacrifice temperature." And Representative Zhang, now that they are all in the car, and they can't go back and let me change my clothes, you can stop talking nonsense and think about the competition. ”

Zhang Yimin said confidently: "Don't worry, I have participated in the 'I Love Nanjian' essay contest for four times, in fact, it is similar to the proposition essay test, using a special composition test paper, and some blank paper as a draft, and there are more invigilators, and the scene is a little more serious." It's very simple, just play at your usual level. ”

These Yang Zijian had already heard of Mr. Lin's popular science, and when he was in the second year of junior high school, he also participated in a "I love Nanjian" essay contest on behalf of Nantang Junior High School to No. 3 Middle School, but he only won an encouragement award that time, and Zhang Yimin seemed to be the third place.

At present, domestic essay competitions are generally divided into two categories, one is sponsored by local education departments, and students must compete in the examination room; The other type is sponsored by juvenile newspapers and magazines, which adopts the method of essay collection, but it is divided into preliminary and semi-final, and the winners of the preliminary round go to the place where the newspaper is located for the on-site proposition semi-final - in fact, it is to avoid ghostwriting or plagiarism.

On Saturday afternoon, the sun was shining and the autumn breeze was blowing, and some of the French plane trees on the roadside began to lose their leaves, and pieces were flying.

The school bus shuttles through the old city, here are full of two-storey and three-story old houses, the shops are dark and messy, some houses are still renovated from the Ming and Qing dynasties, half ancient and half new, the gatehouse in front is demolished, and the stone steps are paved into a cement ramp, which feels very awkward.

Soon arrived at the No. 3 Middle School of Nanjian City, which is east of the city center.

There are twenty-seven years of history in the third, but the building looks very old, the school gate does not look like the school gate at all, because there is not even a gate, the residents of the old city can come and go at will, a few guards are chatting and almost nothing, like an open campus, the school spirit is free.

Today, a large number of participating students arrived here, students from schools in thirteen counties and cities, students from junior high schools in townships and towns, some one or two representatives, some more than a dozen representatives, some took school buses, and the participating students in the countryside walked over with the help of their teachers, all of whom were very curious to look left and right. The No. 3 Middle School held many essay competitions, and the teachers of its own academic affairs office and the cadres of the student union were responsible for registration and reception at the school gate.

The No. 1 middle school bus stopped at the school gate, then entered the school directly from the gate and drove to the playground to park.

Yang Zijian looked through the window at the school environment of No. 3 Middle School.

The students of the third middle school do not wear school uniforms very much, and of course it may be because of weekends. These students imitate Hong Kong movies, wear the most avant-garde and popular clothes, of course, they are imitations, they also comb the coolest hairstyles, and some even wear "fat brother" style trench coats, which seems to be the only way to look individual.

However, many girls wear skirts and show off, but they are much more eye-catching than the girls in No. 1 Middle School who wear fat and wide school uniforms, so the boys in No. 1 Middle School are crowded by the car window to watch.

Yang Zijian couldn't take his eyes off admiring the girls on the side of the road with their skirts flying and their long hair fluttering in the wind.

No. 3 Middle School is not built in the mountains like No. 1 Middle School, its road is very straight and flat, but after advancing more than 20 meters, Yang Zijian found that the right side of the road is the student dormitory, and the left side is the teaching building, which directly shows the best and the worst side.

Therefore, when the school bus passed through the dormitory area, a peculiar smell immediately rushed to the face, all kinds of poisonous gases were much stronger than the boys' dormitory of No. 1 Middle School, the window hung messy underwear, the ground outside the window was scattered fruit peels and retail bags, from time to time foot washing water or cool boiled water poured directly from the dormitory on the third or fourth floor, making a loud noise.

Bang bang bang!

A middle school student was almost "poisoned" and pushed the glass window shut tightly.

Yang Zijian was the fastest to close the window, but the poisonous gas still inevitably blew into the car.