"It's your turn, Zhendong, you've disappointed me too much this time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info how to punish you, say it yourself. ”

"This ...... Old principal, this is a mistake in my work, I review, I reflect. I asked myself not to be the first audition for the tryouts again. ”

Guo Zhendong lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said.

"Hahaha!"

The old principal laughed three times, walked over and patted Guo Zhendong on the shoulder: "You naturally don't have to be the examiner of the selection competition, I think the position of the prefect will also be selected as a meritocracy." ”

As he spoke, the old headmaster walked out disappointed.

Guo Zhendong said yes again and again sadly, and glanced at Wang Tianlai, and there was a trace of embarrassment in his desperate eyes.

Suddenly, the old principal remembered something, and paused: "There is also your son's entry, which is very well written, but it seems to have Wang Tianlai's pen style, Xiao Wang, you are my student, I don't have much to say, you should know what to do!" ”

After that, the old headmaster abandoned the door.

"Brother-in-law...... No, Vice Chancellor, what did the old Headmaster mean just now? ”

Guo Zhendong was completely desperate and wanted to grasp the last straw of his brother-in-law. Wang Tianlai kneaded the test paper in his hand fiercely: "******, what else can I do." I said don't commit crimes against the wind, you and my sister don't listen, and now I have lost my wife and broken my soldiers, hey! Even I dragged myself into the water! Tell Xiao Tao to find a reason to withdraw from the competition at that time. ”

Wang Tianlai reopened the test paper, and his eyes almost burst into flames: "Xu Feng...... This kid is really shit lucky! How can you write something of this level? ”

Guo Zhendong scratched his ears and cheeks, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Slow, vice principal, do you think this will be ......?"

"Huh?"

Wang Tianlai was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "It seems that I want to find a chance to try him, and this matter must not be left like this." Fortunately, the old guy is about to retire, otherwise I'm afraid there will be no room for me to mix in this city No. 1 Middle School. ”

At this moment, in the classroom of the second and third classes of junior high school, they came to talk to Xu Feng one after another, but Xu Feng didn't bother to pay attention to them. The dead fat man was also completely wilted, and he was pulling around with a few people next to him.

Xu Feng knew that this guy must be denial. But this kid is just a junior high school student, and now that he has won, he suddenly relaxed.

He thought about it for a while, hey, my brother is actually in his twenties, so he doesn't compete with little kids. But this kid shouldn't dare to be arrogant with Lao Tzu in the future, hehe!

Sure enough, as Xu Feng's eyes were on him, Li Fei quickly looked at him left and right, retreated as he spoke, and ran away to the toilet with a few of his friends.

"Xu Feng, congratulations!"

As the people around him dispersed, Lin Xinxin seemed to be very pleased to congratulate Xu Feng, Xu Feng remembered the most embarrassing time before, the little girl shot the case, and couldn't help but smile weirdly. Seeing this, Lin Xinxin buried her head embarrassedly.

The mood is good, the time flies, the day's work passes, and school is out in a blink of an eye.

When he arrived at the carport, Xu Feng remembered that he wondered, why didn't he meet Mr. An again all day. Grandpa Ann helped me through this difficult time, and I haven't thanked them yet!

After looking around, I didn't see any trace of Mr. An. All he had to do was push the mountain bike and run home.

At this time, in the corner of the office building that Xu Feng hadn't noticed, An Ruxue secretly watched Xu Feng leave through the all-glass wall, and an old man next to her patted her on the shoulder: "Granddaughter, this child is an amazing genius!" ”

An Ruxue glanced at her grandfather: "Grandpa, are you exaggerating?" Xu Feng just wrote a poem, and he can indeed see that he is very talented, but you directly use your connections to canvass for votes from your old friends, and let him get the place of the heart of a teenager is also considered cheating, right? ”

An Yuntang crooked his mouth, didn't care about his granddaughter picking fault with him, but smiled happily, turned around and greeted Wang Yongtian, who was making kung fu tea: "Old Wangtou, my granddaughter said I cheated." You tell him how hard it is to get those old guys to vote, can you just rely on my old face? ”

Wang Yongtian looked at An Yuntang angrily, and sighed: "Okay, this time you are very good, and you have a good eye." This kid usually doesn't show up in school, and I'm really out of sight. But genius also needs an opportunity to explode, and this kid can be regarded as a collision. As for your canvassing, it's a backdoor, but it depends on his own strength to get the old guys to vote in favor. ”

The old principal paused as he spoke, and said in a puzzled tone: "Lao An, do you really plan to take that child as an apprentice?" ”

"What, you're going to rob me?"

"This ......"

"Hehe, we can play fair."

An Yuntang's face was proud, but he looked righteous and awe-inspiring: "He is a student of your school, and he is close to the water and the building is the first to get the moon, don't be polite to me." ”

"Don't be sarcastic about me. How awesome you are, you are the chairman of the Demon Capital Youth Writers Association, we are just a middle school principal, and fools know who to choose. ”

"Hey, don't be modest, old Wangtou, who doesn't know that you are a six-star writer, and I am only a five-star, so I can't compare with you!"

Wang Yongtian shook his head with a black line, shook his head and greeted: "Come on, after drinking this tea, let's go to dinner, and introduce a friend to Xiaoxue by the way." ”

An Yuntang smiled, no longer sarcastic Wang Yongtian, but glanced at Xu Feng's back in the distance.

This kid is talented, yes, and cultivating it well definitely has more qualifications than me and Lao Wangtou. But he still has that kind of strange Tai Chi Kung Fu, it seems that there are masters secretly guiding him. I don't know if everyone else already has a master.

Xu Feng, who was galloping on a mountain bike, didn't know that there were several pairs of eyes watching him behind him, and several big figures in the circle of writers in the magic capital were discussing him, and even coveted his "talent" and wanted to take him under his door.

He was bent on going home as soon as possible and telling his parents the good news that he had passed the selection and won the quota for the competition. This is great news, at least Xu Feng thinks so.

With a large basket of peerless works in his head, not to mention winning the first prize of the Juvenile Creation Competition, it should not be a big problem to mix the second and third prizes.

At that time, it will be hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands. Dad is just a chef, and he is busy with almost no big holidays a year, and he only earns about 100,000 yuan. And my mother is the editor-in-chief of a small magazine, and she can barely run a business, relying on dead wages and occasional small manuscript fees. Don't look at her petty bourgeoisie in life, in fact, her father's income is not high, and the family's life in the magic capital can only be regarded as barely well-off.

The whole family is crammed into that small two-bedroom house, and it is gradually becoming a little cramped, and the living conditions need to be improved urgently.

Xu Feng breathed happily in the cool breeze of hedging, and secretly gritted his teeth, in his previous life, he was just a street writer, and he couldn't even take care of himself and honor his parents. In this life, let yourself double it!