"Lin Kechun, Teacher Lin?" Only then did Chu Nu come to her senses and shouted loudly and affectionately, "Ah, it's Teacher Lin, good evening, good evening!" ”

"Good evening? It's daylight now! Teacher Lin was not angry, this female editor was his student, so he was not polite at all, he repeated the question just now, "I have something to ask you, did last week's newspaper publish Yang Zijian's works." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Chu Nu had just woken up, and her brain was still a little confused: "Yang Zijian? Let me think, yes, yes, that's the new author of our No. 1 Middle School. The guy wrote a set of "School Scenes," which was very, very good, so good, I liked it so much that it was published last Friday -- but you know, Youth Newspaper tends to be delayed until the weekend, so it won't be delivered to school until this morning. That article is about the Taoli Garden, Danshan Waterfall, Baicao Garden and Centennial Bridge in our No. 1 Middle School, and I really miss my student days...... By the way, he is a new teacher from our first middle school, introduce me to him one day, if you have a good manuscript, remember to take care of me first! ”

Teacher Lin couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly said, "You better go and make up for sleep, incoherent, I can't believe that you are the student I taught." I'll tell you about Yang Zijian later. ”

After saying that, he put down the microphone and hung it up.

When Mr. Lin walked into the study again, his face was no longer the slightest bit of iron, on the contrary, there was a layer of excitement and redness, he took out a cigarette and was about to light a match, when his daughter immediately shouted outside: "Dad, no smoking is allowed at home!" ”

Yang Zijian said happily while packing up the pile of old books: "I heard that my prose poems have been published? Great, this is what I spent more than a week observing and thinking about, and I'm sure there is no second person in the world who has written it! ”

Teacher Lin put away his cigarette, pointed to an old chair opposite, and said softly, "Zijian, you sit down and say." ”

Yang Zijian sat up stiffly, sat on his knees with his hands, sat upright, and listened carefully.

Mr. Lin already believed that those works were original by Yang Zijian, so he showed a complicated look of guilt, pity and satisfaction, because he did not investigate carefully, he almost wronged a good student!

He took a deep breath, calmed down his heart a little, and then pretended to be calm, but said with a slight trembling voice: "Why don't you tell me first and send the manuscript out?" ”

Yang Zijian lowered his head, smiled bitterly, and said with a hint of helplessness: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, that's because I'm in a hurry to make money by submitting papers." I am in dire need of money now, and if I give you the guidance of the article, you may not agree to me submitting it to Nanjian Daily, because all the daily and weekly newspapers in Nanjian City are not student publications, and Nanjian Daily will not use articles marked as 'middle school students' - this is what the cultural stationmaster said. So, I'm sorry that I have to hide from you and cover up my student footprints for the time being! ”

After a pause, his eyes were sad, and he said with a heavy heart: "I only have a dozen yuan left for all my living expenses, and my family will not send me any more money, because my father ran a business and went bankrupt last year and owed a large amount of debt. My mother ran back to her parents' house, and my father drank and beat the children, and locked my younger siblings in the wing, but they escaped and came to me for protection. ”

Thinking of the tragic situation of his younger siblings, his heart couldn't help cramping, his eyes were slightly red, and he said with a hint of choking: "One is twelve years old and the other is nine, two children walked from Nantang Town to Nanjian City, walked more than 20 kilometers of road, walked from day to night to eight o'clock at night, and went to the classroom of Nanjian No. 1 Middle School to find my brother to protect ...... Master Luo, the doorman of No. 1 Middle School, knew about this, he brought my younger siblings to me, and the classmates in the class who studied at night knew about it. If I can't make any more money, I'll have to drop out of school and go home. Fortunately, Nanjian Daily and Nanjian Youth Daily published my work, and I think I should have more than 100 yuan in manuscript fees! ”

Mr. Lin's eyes couldn't help but moisten a little, and he couldn't help but feel in his pocket for a while, before he took out the cigarette, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a hard puff, and subconsciously made sure again: "The articles you voted for the newspaper were all written by you?" ”

"Yes." Yang Zijian replied firmly, "You can propose a proposition now, any question, any genre, and as many words as you want, and I will write it immediately." ”

Teacher Lin hurriedly shook his head, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "No, I believe you!" Your "School Scenery" is from your school life, and it is impossible to plagiarize. Well, I'll tell you about the department, the language department, and the principal. At that time, you go to the teaching and research group and write a few more propositions, so that those teachers who doubt you can see your true level! Don't worry, I'll be on your side! ”

Yang Zijian stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you." I'll give you the article for review in the future. I am now mainly imitating articles in newspaper supplements, but I also want to publish them in juvenile journals and student journals, and I would like to ask you to give me more guidance in the future. ”

Teacher Lin patted him on the shoulder, and said with some excitement: "Yes, yes, Zijian." Students are still required to show their talents in student publications and student essay competitions. I will guide you well, you are an excellent and good student, a rare genius, you will be the pride of our Nanjian No. 1 Middle School, I believe! ”

Yang Zijian thanked him again and again.

Mr. Lin asked some questions, such as what books he mainly reads, where he writes, where he gets inspiration, whose works he imitates, what kind of works he likes to write, and so on.

Yang Zijian replied very honestly and respectfully: "...... My favorite thing now is the travelogue essay, because my hometown Nantang Ancient Town has a history of more than 1,000 years, and there are many bridges, temples, ancient houses, ancestral halls, archways and other historic sites. When I write prose, I mainly start by describing the scenery of my hometown, whether it is the customs or historical allusions, they all deeply attract me, and I feel that it is my responsibility to write about my hometown......"

Lin Kechun listened quietly, and when he heard that Yang Zijian was a descendant of Yang Shi, his eyes widened significantly, because Yang Shi was the most famous thinker and cultural sage in the history of Nanjian City.

And the history books record that Yang Shi was smart and studious when he was young, good at writing poetry and writing, and was called a "prodigy", and Yang Zijian was also a young man, studious and good at writing, is this a generational inheritance?