On Friday morning, after almost a week of rain, it finally stopped, but fortunately it was rainy and the Minjiang River did not bring flooding. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the blink of an eye, the sun reigned like a tyrant, majestic and scorching everything. Cicadas chirped again, gray dragonflies and white butterflies flew all over the campus, and the boulevards, peach and plum gardens, herb gardens, maple forests and other places were full of vitality.

After the recess exercise, Yang Zijian, Lin Yi, Lin Xun, and Xie Xiaoqin returned to the classroom together, all sweating profusely from the sun. The main playground is located next to the highway and is the lowest level of the school, and there are more than 70 steps to the teaching building area, and each round trip is equivalent to a sprint.

Several people were climbing the steps while talking about who was more beautiful, Fan Xiaoxuan and Liu Xiaoqing, Yang Zijian and Xie Ziqin followed behind a little panting, one of them was weak and the other was fat.

"Your health is too poor, you have to exercise more in the future." At this time, a voice came from above, and everyone looked up to see that it was actually Mr. Lin standing on the side of the road, with a stinky face.

The four of them had no choice but to say, "Teacher Lin is good." ”

Teacher Lin shook his head, swept it as if he hated that iron was not steel, and finally fell on Yang Zijian and shouted: "Yang Zijian, you come with me." ”

"Huh?" Yang Zijian looked at Teacher Lin and found that although his face was serious, his eyes seemed to be smiling, and he was immediately relieved.

Lin Xun looked at Yang Zijian's background enviously, and said to Xie Xiaoqin: "Alas, it's really good to be able to write essays, and you can often skip class." ”

Teacher Lin took Yang Zijian to the office building, and then said gently: "More than ten minutes ago, Chu Nu of Nanjian Youth Daily and two supplement editors of the supplement department of Nanjian Daily, almost front and back, came to the school to find out about the situation. ”

"What, Chu Nu from Youth Daily, Yan Cong and Xiao Gu from Daily Daily, three editors and teachers came to No. 1 Middle School to find me together?" Yang Zijian remembered that although Yan Cong and Xiao Gu were in the same newspaper office, they didn't seem to be on the right path, and there was a bit of well water that didn't smell like river water.

Teacher Lin said with a pleased look: "The principal personally received them, and Mr. Zhuang, the deputy director of the teaching and research department and the head of the Chinese group, also showed them the three proposition works you wrote. When I came out, they all said it was excellent and could be published! ”

Yang Zijian couldn't laugh or cry, those works, "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond" is "borrowed", "My Pride, My No. 1 Middle School" is an advertorial, as for "Lily", it is an unsuccessful small prose poem in his previous life, I didn't expect it to be taken seriously!

The principal's office, the fragrance of tea.

Director Liu boiled water, and Principal Lai personally set out the kung fu tea, which was a bit of a literati.

Principal Lai is actually a literati, his calligraphy is good, ancient poetry is also very standardized, published a collection of educational essays and essays, thick as bricks, in the education world is very famous, otherwise he would not be the principal of the city No. 1 Middle School, this is appointed by the municipal party committee, deputy division level position.

Naturally, the principal is very big and rarely receives reporters.

But this time is different, these three reporters are not ordinary reporters and editors, they are also famous poets and writers, and they are currently the most famous literary Bole in Nanjian City.

Moreover, if it is three people coming together, one person will be counted, and if there are three people, this amount is a bit large.

Moreover, they also made a special trip to a certain genius student of No. 1 Middle School - Nanjian City has a population of more than 5 million, and there are thousands of writers of all sizes who have published works and insisted on creating, but except for a dozen famous artists, other editors will not pay attention to it at all, but these three people care about Yang Zijian together.

The students of this school are promising, and it is also honorable to be the principal, isn't it?

"I am an old friend with Xiao Qingzhen, editor-in-chief of Nanjian Daily, fifteen years ago, we taught together in a rural middle school in Zuotian County, and his news reports were very well written, but we had different visions, I like Shen Congwen, he likes Bingxin......" Principal Lai talked and laughed.

Yan Cong gently echoed the principal's words and said: "From Shen Congwen's border city, it can be seen that his style is lonely and tranquil, and he has a kind of Taoist thought. ”

Xiao Gu drank tea a little depressed, he belonged to a relatively pure literati, not good at talking, especially disliked to socialize with high-level leaders, because there was no common topic, if he was too casual, he would be disrespectful, and if he was too serious, he would be uncomfortable.

So, Xiao Gu pretended to look at Yang Zijian's works, and the poems were very elegant, catchy, and could be used as lyrics. Although the prose praising the school is also very good, it makes people's scalp tingle, and the prose poetry is average, but it is also so-so. But thinking that these works were written in more than an hour, under the supervision of more than a dozen teachers, he couldn't help but feel incredible.

He then asked, "Did Yang Zijian write any other essays about the places of interest in his hometown of Nantang Town and Nanjian City?" ”

"Yes, yes, Yang Zijian is very diligent, serious in study, several tests, under the supervision and teaching of our teacher, his grades in all subjects are between fifteen and twenty in the class......" Director Liu first habitually boasted about his teaching results, and then turned to the topic, "He often reads "Nantang Town Chronicles" and "Nanjian Mansion Chronicles", and wrote a lot of travel essays in his hometown, but his family is in difficulty and needs money urgently, so he has sent them to various newspapers and periodicals, and so far, nine articles have been published, and there are five or six articles written about Nantang Town. ”

Principal Lai said heavily: "Yang Zijian's family is very bad and he almost dropped out of school. In order to give Yang Zijian a little financial subsidy and encourage teachers and students to write more to publicize the excellent news and literary works of No. 1 Middle School, the No. 1 Middle School has specially adopted the 'Information Publicity Reward Measures'......"

At this time, Mr. Zhuang, the leader of the Chinese group, had already taken down a newspaper folder and handed it to Xiao Gu, which contained more than a dozen newspapers of Zijian's published works.

Chu Nu half leaned on the sofa, a little lazily looking at the "Virtue Loading" banner hanging on the wall, which was mentioned by a famous calligrapher in China, thinking about Yang Zijian writing "My Pride, My No. 1 Middle School" under the "persecution" of more than a dozen Chinese group teachers, the corners of her mouth twitched from time to time, and she wanted to speak poisonously, but looking at the principal's white hair, it was okay, but she was a little impatient and said: "Principal, why can't Yang Zijian come over?" ”

The principal knew that this old student of No. 1 Middle School was maverick, so he didn't think he was angry, and explained with a smile: "Teacher Lin Kechun and Class Teacher Li Min have to ventilate with Teacher Jiang in the third section, otherwise how can Yang Zijian be absent from class?" But soon, now Mr. Lin should have brought Yang Zijian over! ”

Chu Nu then exaggerated a little: "I listened to Mr. Lin's introduction to Yang Zijian's deeds, how do I feel like I am watching inspirational stories of ancient celebrities, weird, there is always a sense of unreality?" ”