Jingle bell~!

Soon the bell rang for the end of class, and Xiao Jinlian strode out of the classroom with her books in her hands.

"Yang Chuan, I want to record you in class and reading novels."

Suddenly, Jiang Lianxiang took out a pen and wrote it down in his notebook.

Yang Chuan looked at Jiang Lianxiang's actions and was completely speechless.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Chuan asked depressedly: "I'm just reading novels in class, do you need to make a small book to record it?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Jiang Lianxiang snorted lightly and said with a smug smile: "When it comes to next Monday's class meeting, I will criticize you by name, and then I will make you unable to raise your head in front of all your classmates." ”

Reading a novel made him unable to raise his head in front of the whole class, Yang Chuan felt that he was really weak.

"You are too exaggerated, no wonder others say that the class cadre is the teacher's personal padded jacket." Yang Chuan said helplessly: "It's my tragedy to sit with you, it seems that you will have to beat me every day in the future." ”

"Uh-huh!" Jiang Lianxiang said: "It's good if you know, be careful with me in the future, if you violate the school rules, I will be the first to report you." ”

Looking at Jiang Lianxiang's appearance as a little tigress, Yang Chuan finally knew why she ended up being a female prosecutor in her previous life, she was completely a female paper with a flood of inner justice and excessive male hormone secretion.

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"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, if you want to make a small report, just go!" Yang Chuan leaned back in the chair and said indifferently.

Seeing that Yang Chuan had softened, Jiang Lianxiang was very proud, and she took out a magazine from under the desk and read it with relish.

Yang Chuan saw the magazine Jiang Lianxiang was reading, and asked curiously, "What kind of magazine are you reading?" ”

"Why do you ask so much? Don't you only like to read martial arts novels? Jiang Lianxiang gave him a blank look and said.

"Show me your magazine."

Saying that, Yang Chuan didn't care whether Jiang Lianxiang agreed or not, and directly reached out and grabbed it.

"Hey! Why are you robbing my magazine? Give it back to me. ”

Seeing that his magazine was snatched away by Yang Chuan, Jiang Lianxiang suddenly looked annoyed.

However, at this moment, Yang Chuan completely ignored Jiang Lianxiang's angry expression, because he had been attracted by an essay contest in the magazine. This essay contest is not an ordinary essay contest, this is a national new concept essay contest for the two post-80s writers in China in the future.

The National New Concept Essay Contest is a nationally influential essay contest held by Sprout Magazine, and is jointly organized by major well-known universities across the country.

The concept of the competition is: "new thinking" - creative and divergent thinking, breaking the shackles of old concepts and norms, breaking rigidity and conservatism, and advocating unrestrained. "New expression" -- not limited by subject matter and genre, using one's own language full of individuality, opposing clichés, opposing the same face and all words. "True experience" - real, real, sincere, sincere concern, feeling, and experience of life.

All of the above is not the most important, the most important thing is that this new concept essay contest will produce two of the most famous writers in the Chinese literary world after the 80s, Guo Siwei and Han Bing.

The mention of these two people will definitely make countless girls over flowers crazy, many of them looked at Guo Siwei's words full of disease-free ** when they were in junior high school, and they couldn't sleep.

If it weren't for this essay contest, Guo Siwei might still be nesting in an ordinary small county school in Shuzhou, sitting in the first row of the class and eating chalk dust on the blackboard, he would not have become a famous cultural entrepreneur, writer, and director in Shanghai in the future, with a net worth of nearly 700 million.

And Han Bing is also famous for this essay contest, without this contest he is still a freak who only has a passing grade in the high school exam, if he does not have this contest, he is likely to end up becoming a down-and-out young man, and he will not have the opportunity to become a racing driver, writer and later "father-in-law of the people".

It is said that the Goryeo stick also proves that Han Bing is their Goryeo and has a noble stick bloodline.

In a word, this New Concept Essay Contest is the cradle of writers.

As a reborn Yang Chuan was very excited to see this competition, you must know that in his previous life, his favorite thing was to read well-known articles, if he participated in this competition and copied a nationally famous essay after a few years, then winning the championship would be a sure thing, and at that time it would not only be able to directly attract the attention of major famous schools, but also be likely to take this opportunity to enter the Chinese literary world.

Of course, as for whether Guo Siwei and Han Bing can become famous in the future and become the two major writers of the post-80s generation in the Chinese literary circle, after winning the championship, it is not within the scope of their own consideration.

The more Yang Chuan looked at it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't wait to write an essay and submit it to the past.

Jiang Lianxiang couldn't help but be very puzzled when she saw Yang Chuan's stunned expression and obscene smile.

You must know that this budding magazine was just bought back from the roadside newsstand in the morning, and when she saw Yang Chuan so fascinated, she couldn't help but think about it immediately, to make a boy read the magazine extremely seriously and devoted, the only explanation is that this is a magazine that is not suitable for children, thinking of this possibility, Jiang Lianxiang suddenly blushed.

Oh, my God! What have I done? I would actually buy such a shameful magazine, and the image of my class cadres was completely ruined.

At this time, Jiang Lianxiang's expression was painful, as if she had done something hurtful.

After noting down the submission method, Yang Chuan handed the magazine back to Jiang Lianxiang.

"I'm done, I'll give you back the magazine!"

As soon as he heard that Yang Chuan was going to return the magazine to himself, Jiang Lianxiang hurriedly shook his head in a panic and said, "No, no, no~!" Yang Chuan, since you like this magazine so much, then I will give it to you! ”

"Huh?"

Seeing Jiang Lianxiang's frightened expression like seeing a ghost, Yang Chuan was suddenly confused, and he secretly said in his heart: "What's going on?" Just now, I was desperately trying to snatch the magazine back, why did I suddenly give it to myself so generously? ”

However, this magazine is really useful to Yang Chuan, and seeing that Jiang Lianxiang didn't want it, he unceremoniously put it away.

Jiang Lianxiang was relieved when she saw Yang Chuan put the magazine away, and at the same time, she couldn't help but be full of disdain in her heart for Yang Chuan to read such a magazine that was not suitable for children.

Yang Chuan, who was thinking about which famous essay to submit in his previous life, turned around and suddenly saw Jiang Lianxiang looking at him with great contempt in his eyes, which suddenly made him depressed.

"What kind of eyes are you? Do you want to be so contemptuous? Yang Chuan asked.

"Uh-huh!" Jiang Lianxiang snorted lightly and scolded disdainfully: "Rogue"

After scolding, she turned her head and ignored Yang Chuan.

Seeing Jiang Lianxiang's disdainful attitude, Yang Chuan became even more depressed.

Damn it! Since I sat down, I have been scolded several times for hooligans, and it seems that I have a chance to really play a hooligan, otherwise I will be called in vain.

After being depressed for a while, Yang Chuan's heart suddenly moved, and he slapped the table and shouted, "There is!" ”

Jiang Lianxiang, who was still feeling red-faced, was suddenly startled by Yang Chuan's slap on the table, and she shouted angrily with a cold face: "Yang Chuan, what are you doing?" Please, can you slap the table quietly in the future, otherwise it will scare people to death. ”

Yang Chuan smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry to scare you." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing that Yang Chuan's apology was so sincere, Jiang Lianxiang snorted lightly before giving up.