Chapter 25 Publicity Rewards

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The windows of the principal's office were left open to let in the cool, damp air, and the drops of water between the leaves were blown off the windowsill by the morning breeze.

Lin Kechun sat on the chair and talked to Principal Lai at the desk, telling the real situation of Lin Zijian completely.

He was very confident and said: "I believe that Yang Zijian is a rare genius, and he has no plagiarism." He submitted because his family was in difficulty, so he wanted to make a living from the manuscript fee. After the Nanjian Youth Report arrived, everyone looked at the article written by Yang Zijian about our Nanjian No. 1 Middle School, and they knew that it was true feelings. However, in order to convince his leaders and colleagues of his talent, I still plan to let him write a proposition poem, prose poem and prose on the spot, and let the department solve the problem! ”

Principal Lai listened to it, both curious and excited, a middle school student, just memorized the Book of Poetry and the Dream of Red Mansions poems completely, it is already very rare. If there is really a little literary genius in this school, then the situation of being overwhelmed by the three Chinese language groups for more than ten years will be greatly improved.

Principal Lai bowed his head and said, "Very good, when you test him, I will also be there to watch." By the way, is Yang Zijian's family background really so bad? ”

Teacher Lin said heavily: "I called the doorman Lao Luo, and the situation was like this at that time, their family ...... The two children, including Yang Zijian's sister, who was only nine years old, were also subjected to domestic violence and were covered with scars. ”

"It's so miserable, a nine-year-old girl, walking more than 20 kilometers into the city to find her brother, no wonder Yang Zijian's poems are a little young and old, sentimental. The pressure of life makes his mind heavy. Director Liu of the office sighed, "Do you want the whole school to launch a donation?" ”

Teacher Lin pondered for a moment, thinking about Yang Zijian's confident and energetic appearance, and immediately shook his head and said negatively: "Donations have always been a double-edged sword, while helping students solve their difficulties, they will also cut students' self-esteem. Yang Zijian has a strong sense of self-esteem, and he would rather write hard and take care of his family with labor income than sympathy from others. Now that he has the ability to get out of the predicament, let's let the pressure of poverty become his positive motivation, otherwise it will not be good to become a 'hurt Zhongyong'. ”

Principal Lai's body and face were a bit like Maitreya Buddha, and he smiled gently, he grabbed his gray hair and said, "Self-esteem." Ordinary students don't care, but it's better to keep the self-esteem of a little genius. Yang Zijian's essay published in Nanjian Youth Daily is to promote our Nanjian No. 1 Middle School, right, then it will be easy to do. Xiao Liu, at this afternoon's regular meeting, you put forward a bill on 'Reward Measures for Newspaper and Periodical Publicity' for comrades to discuss. ”

Director Liu of the Principal's Office has always been the principal's confidant, and when he heard it, he immediately understood, and loudly applauded: "Principal, your proposal is so good, you can not only subsidize Yang Zijian in the form of rewards, but also encourage more teachers and students to write some good works to promote the school, it is really a double win, clever!" ”

Principal Lai smiled, although the reward method he came up with is good, but in fact, many units have already existed, and they have been set up in the two municipal offices, the third middle school, the tourism bureau, the cultural bureau, etc., but the first middle school is famous, and there is no need to publicize it, so there is no need to set it up, but now there is a literary genius, and there is no problem to set it up for him.

After that, Mr. Lin and Director Liu went to the language group and the teaching and research department to clarify for Yang Zijian, Mr. Lin himself is the deputy leader of the language group, he is a square person, highly respected, and has him as a guarantee, in fact, everyone has already believed it, even if they don't believe it, anyway, if something happens in the future, there will be Mr. Lin himself to carry it.

At half past nine in the morning, after the recess exercise, the newspaper letter arrived. Not only the newspaper, but even the envelope of the sample newspaper was also sent, and it was directly sent to the classroom of the first (2) class of high school by the doorman Master Qin, but it was not "Nanjian Youth Daily", but "Nanjian Building Materials News", which was published last Thursday, an essay called "Nantang Octagonal Pavilion", which was one of Yang Zijian's "hometown cultural essays".

Yang Zijian wrote five or six essays on his hometown travelogues, and will continue to write them, in the hope of attracting the attention of the Nantang Town Government, so that his family can receive some preferential treatment from the town and the village, and at the same time, in the future in the construction of the new village in the "tide of destruction of ancient buildings", to protect the thousand-year-old town and promote tourism development.

More than 50 students in the class were sensational, all amazed, class leader Wang Yu, as the vice president of the student union, ran to the library to ask for a youth newspaper, a daily newspaper and a building materials newspaper, plus Yang Zijian's original two sample newspapers, a total of five, were passed around among classmates, and soon became a crumpled old newspaper.

Especially when the Nanjian Youth Daily published the prose poems of "School Scenery", all the voices of doubt stopped abruptly.

"Taoli Garden"――

"From the classroom window, I looked at the beautiful Taoli Garden.

That green and lush meadow weaves the first colors of my high school life, and the tiny little flowers are the wings of the soul, flying to the flowerbeds, as if to sing the brightest notes.

Within reach, but at the end of the world, only a bell rings.

After school, I walked into the elegant Xiaoyue Gate and walked through the cross path, looking for the original dream of flying, but I saw countless colorful butterflies, wandering among the flowers within the wall, happy, beautiful and illusory.

The peach and plum trees around the garden, with their lush branches and flowing trunks, tell the truth of flowers and fruits, and some people enjoy the vanity of 'peach and plum all over the world', but I see the solidity of "peach and plum do not speak, and the bottom is self-contained", as well as the unspeakable heaviness.

……

This is the cradle of dreams, but also the wall of dreams. Watching the sky pass by Ziyan, it spread its free wings, flew out of the garden, turned around, and returned to the warm nest under the eaves of the electric classroom.

After school, the sun shines in the west, looking at the morning glory crawling in the corner of the wall, the autumn breeze in September, the osmanthus is fragrant, my mood is like the smoke rising in the west canteen, just like the intermittent swallow murmuring, yearning and helpless, persistent and confused, and the charm is long.

Nanjian No. 1 Middle School is a rich picture album that collects spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Taoli Garden is the first page of scenery after school, and it makes me understand dreams. ”

There are a total of four prose poems in this group, and the content described in the poems is the four landmark scenery of Jiannan No. 1 Middle School: Taoli Garden, Baicao Garden, Danshan Waterfall, and Centennial Overpass, which can be completely corresponded to one by one, and when you read it, it is like being there.

The teaching and research department has a special file to collect the excellent essays and literary works that describe the school, and the teachers of the language group are even more familiar with the works of the school, and this group of prose poems is absolutely original, and it is so beautiful, so quiet, so deep, and it has completely exploded the works of all teachers and students in the decades since the establishment of the school.