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When Zhang Yimin found Yang Zijian, she found that he and Ma Qiuyuan were standing together and talking and laughing, Ma Qiuyuan she knew, because she had also won the third prize several times, and had received an award on a podium, Ma Qiuyuan was the only high school student in the history of Nanjian City who had published a collection of essays, and he was the existence she really admired and looked up to, but such a person hooked up with Yang Zijian, laughing, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years!

On the edge of the corridor on the third floor, two teenagers looked at the railing, full of spirit, one of them in a black suit and leather shoes, and a light yellow jacket, but they complemented each other in aura.

What's going on?

Zhang Yimin actually doesn't admire Yang Zijian very much, because his works are too "adult-oriented", and they are all published in municipal newspapers and periodicals, and student journals have never been published, which is very eccentric.

For the students, they only like to admire the student works of the student periodicals, and they rarely read the municipal newspapers and periodicals, and Ma Qiuyuan's works give the students the feeling that they can write themselves, but they just can't write -- this unattainable feeling will arouse worship.

And Yang Zijian and his classmates seem to be two parallel lines, and Zhang Yimin doesn't know how to write his works at all and doesn't want to write.

"Go to the editorial office of the student union school magazine? No, no, no, there's an office in that place, what's so nice, it's better to go to the campus and walk around, or have time to go to the forest farm you described. Yang Zijian declined Ma Qiuyuan's invitation.

He actually has a date ahead of him, and someone is waiting for him!

Yang Zijian walked to the gathering point of the participating students of No. 1 Middle School and said to Mr. Cui: "Mr. Cui, I won't go back to No. 1 Middle School for the time being, I want to move freely and go to the city for a walk." ”

Teacher Cui bowed his head and said, "Yes." However, go back to school early, or go home. ”

Today was supposed to be a weekend off.

Yang Zijian turned his head to Zhang Yimin and said, "How are you writing?" ”

Zhang Yimin said: "So-so, anyway, the usual level has been played, this kind of narrative is not as good as writing scenes, it feels dry and less passionate." ”

Yang Zijian said with a smile: "Indeed, this kind of competition essay must respect real life, and there should not be too much lyricism and discussion. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand, and in full view of everyone, he strode towards the gate of the third middle school, then turned right and disappeared into the crowd.

In fact, there are many cultural attractions in the old city, but the most attractive thing is that there is a very old Confucian Temple Street here, there are almost no fake antiques sold in this period, but there are many old bookstores, small bookstalls, and second-hand stalls. The most famous movie star in Nanjianzhou, Fujian Province is called Zhang Jingchu, she once wrote a blog post to describe that she liked to go to street stalls most when she was a girl, and this habit was maintained after becoming famous, and she was once ridiculed by her boss as "poor and sour".

"Zhang Jin!" Yang Zijian was at the door of the Confucian Temple, and saw Zhang Jin, who was tall and tall, standing slim under a banyan tree.

This is his guide today, Zhang Jin's home is near the old city, and she is very familiar with this area, so when she heard Yang Zijian talk about going to the used bookstore after the competition, she deliberately said that she knew everything about Confucian Temple Street very well.

Although Yang Zijian had visited Confucian Temple Street many times in his previous life, it was the first time he had visited a stall with a girl, so he sent an invitation to Zhang Jin. In fact, Zhang Jin rarely speaks, and is not a suitable partner for shopping, Wang Yun is good, but she has a good family background, and she is definitely not interested in visiting street stalls, and she is usually with her parents on weekends.

Yang Zijian strode in front of Zhang Jin, she was wearing sky blue bell bottoms and a pink bat shirt today, and she was wearing travel shoes, she was tall, after wearing casual clothes, she was full of youthful vitality, and her appearance immediately increased by thirty percent, her "Mongolian appearance" is actually quite suitable for being a model in the West, with a Mulan-style independent and mysterious temperament, although she is tightly wrapped, she shows her fair and slender neck.

"Finished playing?" Zhang Jin was holding a small silver leather bag in both hands, her expression was slightly nervous, this was the first time she had a "date" with a boy.

Yang Zijian smiled: "It went very well. ”

Although Zhang Jin said that he wanted to take Yang Zijian shopping, he was actually short of breath and at a loss, and he didn't know what to do.

Hand in hand?

Impossible, there are a lot of old ladies with red armbands around here, and Zhang Jin is almost a head taller than Yang Zijian, the two look more like sisters and brothers, and although the two of them are dressed very formally, they are indescribably awkward.

"Wow, you're so beautiful today, this dress matches well, and it fully shows your figure and temperament." Yang Zijian habitually looked at her and admired her loudly.

Zhang Jin's face was crimson, but she didn't talk much, she knew that her mouth was too big, and when she smiled and spoke, it would destroy her sense of balance, so she said "um" and came to Yang Zijian's side, shoulder to shoulder with him, and followed his side.

"Let's go, it's past four o'clock." Yang Zijian walked into a small alley on the right side of the Confucian Temple, where an old man put a lot of old books on sale at the entrance of the alley.

Yang Zijian squatted down, there are hundreds of comic books here, as well as old student dictionaries, 100,000 whys, Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale selections, etc., mainly student books, and some martial arts magazines from Hong Kong and Taiwan, such as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "Book of Swords and Enmity" There are more than a dozen here, and there are many Gu Long, Wen Ruian, and Wo Longsheng, all of which are magazines, and there are relatively few books.

Yang Zijian accidentally found Bingxin's "Send a Little Reader Again" and "Stars", the former one is newer, the latter one was published in the sixties, as well as the general's writer "Two Generations of Merry" written about the Vietnam War, Ke Lan's "Zaoxia Piccolo", and "Robinson Crusoe", etc., turned a few times and didn't find the missing page, so he bought it, the old one was three cents, and the newer one was five cents.

Zhang Jin stood aside, bent down and picked up a copy of Jin Yong's novel magazine and flipped through it.

Yang Zijian looked at her unexpectedly and said, "You also watch martial arts?" ”

Zhang Jin covered his mouth with the back of his hand and whispered: "I only like Jin Yong, I don't like anything else." ”

Yang Zijian said: "I also like Jin Yong, but I don't like "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" very much, it's too tall, I appreciate "Smiling Proud Jianghu" more, Ling Hu Chong is a civilian and yearns for freedom. There is also "White Horse Howling West Wind", the lonely smoke of the desert, the west wind of the ancient road, and the lonely silhouette of the melancholy girl holding the white horse; In the distance, someone is singing a love song, and a handsome young man is running side by side with his beloved...... When I saw the back in my second year of junior high school, I actually cried for half an hour. ”

The corners of Zhang Jin's mouth smiled, but his eyes were slightly moist and said: "I also like it the most, especially the last sentence: Jiangnan has willows, peach blossoms, swallows, and goldfish...... Among the Han people are handsome and brave young men, dignified and dashing young men...... But this beautiful girl is as stubborn as the ancient Gaochang people: 'That's all very good, but I don't like it.' ’”