Qin Ge's words, the eyes of the teachers present showed a trace of relief, the Qin Ge from a year ago seemed to be back, because they saw in Qin Ge's eyes the look he had when he first entered the second middle school. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Okay, then we are waiting to hear the good news of your award, and we are ready to hold a commendation meeting for you at the school. As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it. In this way, I have made a decision, I will give you a holiday today and tomorrow, you go back and have a good rest, and remember to gather at the school gate at half past seven in the morning the day after tomorrow, and we will officially go to Huating City to participate in the semi-finals and finals. Fang Changqing opened his mouth and directly gave Qin Ge a day and a half of leave.

"That? Teacher Fang, are you in such a hurry? This essay contest starts the day after tomorrow? And don't you need to go through the preliminary round? Qin Ge wondered, if his memory was not wrong, the New Concept Essay Contest in the previous life usually started in July every year and ended around November. After the preliminary selection, it was only in January of the following year that it went to Huating for the semi-finals.

Although this world is a little different, there is one more finals than in the previous life, and the organizers are slightly different, but the time should not be so bad.

"Haha, it's in a hurry, it was supposed to be a semi-final in January, but isn't this the first one? The organizers also have little experience, so it has been delayed until now. As for the preliminary round, you don't need to participate in it, because our school is one of the top 10 schools in the province! We have a place that can go directly to the semi-finals, and we decide that this place is up to you. Fang Changqing patiently explained to Qin Ge, and said that at the end, there was a look of encouragement on his face.

"Thank you, teachers, okay, then I'll go back first." Qin Ge was very moved in his heart, although he still had many questions in his heart at this time, he didn't continue to ask any more, there were many things he needed to think about alone.

"Well, that's it, because the topic of the semi-finals is randomly decided by the organizers, so we can't help you much, we all have to rely on yourselves, you go back and have a good rest, remember to be at the school gate at seven o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow." Fang Changqing admonished.

"You guys? Teacher Fang? Am I not the only one in our school? Qin Ge asked.

"Yes, there will be a total of seven people from our school who will participate in the semi-finals of this new concept essay competition, and the other six will be selected through the preliminary round." Fang Changqing explained.

"Oh, I know, Teacher Fang, teachers, Teacher Zhang, I'll go back first." Qin Ge nodded at the teachers, and prepared to walk towards the teaching and research room.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Qin, wait, I almost forgot, I still have something I want to discuss with you." Qin Ge walked to the door, Fang Changqing seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly stopped Qin Ge.

Qin Ge was a little depressed, thinking: Why is there something wrong?

But he couldn't say it out of his mouth, and asked politely, "Teacher Fang, is there anything else?" ”

Fang Changqing hurriedly took out the song "The Farthest Distance in the World" written by Qin Ge from his work and said to Qin Ge: "Your song "The Farthest Distance in the World" is really well written. ”

When Qin Ge heard this, he suddenly realized, it turned out to be this thing!

Qin Ge thought again: But isn't this matter already in the past? What happened to this Fang Changqing stopping himself again? Just to praise me? No, he might, right?

"Thank you Teacher Fang for your compliment, I also wrote it blindly, the blind cat met the dead mouse." Qin Ge was still modest.

"Hey, it's a good thing for young people to be modest, but it's not good to be overly modest, you are really literate and capable, we teachers are ashamed of ourselves!" Fang Changqing said with emotion when he heard this.

"Teacher Fang praised it falsely." Qin Ge still had some doubts in his heart, and he didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in this evergreen gourd.

Is it really just praising yourself?

"Well, okay, I'll get straight to the point." Fang Changqing said, pondered again, and then spoke: "I want to know, is this poem really written by yourself?" Well, of course, don't get me wrong, I mean have you ever seen a similar sentence on the Internet or in other books and newspapers and borrowed it from this poem? ”

"Well, this, don't think anything in your heart, we're just shocked. Our teachers in the entire department just checked the Internet and found that there is nothing related to this poem. We all know that you just wrote this poem, and I just wanted to confirm it again. ”

It's really embarrassing for this old man in his fifties, Fang Changqing hurriedly explained to Qin Ge just after saying the last sentence, his expression looked a little embarrassed, he was afraid that Qin Ge would misunderstand their teachers and think he was plagiarizing.

"Teacher, I wrote it myself." Qin Ge replied calmly.

I didn't make a mistake in my memory, and the teachers didn't find it, which means that this world really doesn't have those excellent literary and artistic works in the previous life.

"Haha, I'll just say it, old man, it must be this kid's original, you are completely overly worried." A teacher in the office said with a smile.

When Fang Changqing heard this, the last trace of worry in his heart disappeared, and he said to Qin Ge with a smile: "Haha, rest assured, rest assured." Xiao Qin, that's the case, I mean I want to vote your article to "Youth Daily". Don't worry, I can guarantee that as long as I vote for it, we will definitely be able to see your song "The Farthest Distance in the World" in the "Youth Daily" this Sunday, and they will definitely publish it, how about it, are you interested? ”

Yes? "Youth Daily"? Submission?

Qin Ge didn't expect Fang Changqing to stop himself at all, it would be because of such a thing.

Of course, he was happy to do so, and just now, he was still agonizing about how he was going to present the works in his head to the world. Unexpectedly, now Fang Changqing took the initiative to help him submit, and it seems that he still has a certain relationship with this "Youth Daily".

Seeing that Qin Ge seemed to be thinking, Fang Changqing was not in a hurry, picked up the teacup, took a sip, covered it again, and quietly waited for Qin Ge's answer.

"Well, that's no problem at all! That, Mr. Fang, I want to ask, does this "Youth Daily" accept novel submissions? Is there a section for serialization of novels? Qin Ge asked.

Although the former owner of this body was also a literary and artistic youth, he really didn't pay much attention to literary newspapers, magazines, publishing houses, etc., so now Qin Ge still didn't know anything about these things in his head.

"Yes! This "Youth Daily" was originally a newspaper that focused on serializing novels! How? Do you mean you want to publish a novel on it? Can you write novels? Fang Changqing was stunned by Qin Ge's question, but he still reacted quickly, explained to Qin Ge, and continued to ask.

"Ah, you can write novels! It's so talented, has it been written? Can you show the teacher? Xiao Li, the youngest in the office, Teacher Li Shiyu heard this, hurriedly pulled Qin Ge's sleeve and shook it, and asked, he didn't seem to regard Qin Ge as a student. In addition to her studies, she loved to read novels, especially those with beautiful words. After reading Qin Ge's "Making Distant Distances in the World" and hearing that Qin Ge could write novels, she was naturally full of expectations.

"Can't you see it? You've been in a mess for the past year, aren't you thinking of a novel? Zhang Yan, the head teacher, was also slightly surprised.

"I can't say it won't be long before our school can produce a novelist!" ……

In the teaching and research room, all the teachers talked about it after hearing Qin Ge's question.

Qin Ge's face was red, and he was a shy big boy, and he said with some embarrassment: "That, the teachers are laughing, I just have this idea, yes, it's just an idea, and I haven't put it into practice yet?" ”

He was a little embarrassed and wanted to gently pull his arm out of Mr. Li's hand.

Being pulled by a girl like this, he was the first time in his life that he had come back in two lifetimes, and he was still such a beautiful girl, so Qin Ge was still a little shy in his heart.

This Xiao Li is really beautiful, she is about in her early twenties, and her beautiful and elegant face has a beautiful smile like spring. The pink sweater was buttoned with only two buttons, and the collar was naturally open to reveal the white fleece inside, and the white round collarbone lubricated to the shoulder blades was like a glowing gem. A pair of tight black trousers set off her slender legs, which are both charming and beautiful.

At this moment, Qin Ge seemed to feel that his head was short-circuited, and looked at Teacher Xiao Li in a daze, the arm that wanted to break free from Teacher Xiao Li's hand could no longer exert any strength at the moment.

Teacher Xiao Li felt that it was a little strange that Qin Ge was suddenly stunned in place, and looked up at Qin Ge, but saw that Qin Ge was looking at him with an obsessive, affectionate look.

Although Qin Ge is only seventeen years old, he is already one meter seventy-five tall, with good facial features and clear water chestnut horns, I have to say that this kid is quite handsome. The most important thing is that Qin Ge's eyes are deep, and there seem to be many stories hidden in the vicissitudes of life, which makes people can't help but want to snoop. The most important thing is that now Qin Ge is looking at him with a warm and magical look, and Li Shiyu feels that his heart seems to be melted all at once.

Immediately after, her heart "banged" violently, and she couldn't stop anymore.

"Ahem." Zhang Yan coughed lightly, then grabbed Li Shiyu's other hand and squeezed it.

Her eyes were sharp, and she found that something was wrong with the two of them, and then she looked at the eyes of the two of them, and as a person who came over, she still couldn't understand what was going on?

But Qin Ge didn't notice it at all, and still looked at Teacher Xiao Li stupidly.

Li Shiyu noticed it, and looked back at Zhang Yan in a daze. But just now her head also short-circuited, how could she come back to her senses all of a sudden. However, she was confused, and subconsciously she still realized that something seemed wrong with her current state, so she let go of her hand that was pulling Qin Ge's sleeve.

The strength in Zhang Yan's hands became heavier, Li Shiyu was in pain, and her head slowly returned to normal. Pulling his hand out of Zhang Yan's hand, thinking to himself what happened to him just now, he actually had some inexplicable thoughts about a student, it really shouldn't be. So he turned his head and wanted to say something to Qin Ge, but Qin Ge still looked at him in a daze.

For a while, Li Shiyu was also shy, her face was flushed, her hands were crossed in front of her, and she lowered her head a little shyly.

The ghost made the gods, Qin Ge, who had been playing the puppet before, saw Li Shiyu's shy appearance at this time but said: "Feng Lang wants to talk and bow his head and smile, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water." ”

These two poems are from Bai Juyi's "Lotus Picking Song" in the Tang Dynasty, describing the shy mood and shy psychology of a lotus picking girl, but at this moment they were chanted by Qin Ge.

"Huh? What did you say? He had also seen Qin Ge and Li Shiyu's eyes before, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to say. But when he heard Qin Ge's two poems at this moment, he asked loudly.

"Huh?"

"Ahh

Qin Ge and Li Shiyu were startled, and at the same time were awakened by Fang Changqing.

"That...... I...... I'll go out for a bit. Li Shiyu's face was so red that she was about to drip blood, and ran out without looking back after speaking. You can't really blame her, although she is a teacher, she is also just a twenty-year-old girl. She is still blank about feelings, and she doesn't know much more than Qin Ge, so it's understandable that she will be like this.

"Hey, Xiaoyu, ...... you" Zhang Yan stretched out her hand to hold on to the void, wanting to say something but didn't know what to say, so she had to withdraw her hand and look at Qin Ge with a complicated face.

"Uh...... This one...... Qin Ge, ......who came back to his senses, was a little incoherent, he was embarrassed and shy, and he was a little embarrassed to look up at the teachers around him.

"Come on, let's wipe your sweat first." Fang Changqing saw that Qin Ge was sweating profusely, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Qin Ge.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang."

Qin Ge took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead before looking up. I saw that all the male teachers gave him a thumbs up, and what was written on his face was a capital admiration.

And the female teachers have a complicated face, they are only seventeen years old and they are so good at flirting with girls, they are handsome, and talented, if they grow up, they may harm many girls.

Qin Ge was very embarrassed, he didn't expect that he would be like that just now, he had always felt that his self-control ability was quite strong, but why was he out of control just now?

"Ahem, that, hehe, everyone loves beauty, understand, understand. That Xiao Qin, the sentence you just said is a poem, right? Fang Changqing opened his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Poetry? What kind of poem? Qin Ge asked a little confused.

Feelings, this guy really said it subconsciously just now.

"Oh, that's it, Lang bowed his head and smiled, what fell into the water." A male teacher next to him took over and spoke.

Qin Ge thought about it for a while, then he thought about it, and his face turned red again after finally returning to normal for a while, and his expression was embarrassed.

"Hehe, don't be embarrassed? The teachers are young and understandable. A female teacher in her thirties winked at Qin Ge and said.

"Yes, you little guy can actually write ancient poems, say it and listen to it." Another female teacher echoed in.

"Alas...... I don't even sigh at my talent and appearance! Sure enough, the hero is a teenager! A male teacher in his thirties said with a pretended feeling.

"Teachers, don't make fun of me, everyone wants to know that I wrote the poem just now." Qin Ge was really embarrassed by everyone, so he had to shift everyone's attention to ancient poems.

"Okay, come on, pen and paper." Qin Ge's words were in Changqing's arms, and he was afraid that Qin Ge was just two sentences. Unexpectedly, this kid seems to really have the whole poem in his belly.

Qin Ge took the pen and paper, took a deep breath, recalled Bai Juyi's "Lotus Picking Song" slightly in his mind, and then bent down and wrote on the paper:

Lotus picking song

water chestnut leaf lingering lotus,

The lotus is deep in the boat pass.

Feng Lang bowed his head and smiled,

Jasper scratches her head and falls into the water.

After Qin Ge finished writing, he handed the paper to Fang Changqing.

Fang Changqing took it with both hands and read it carefully.

After about five or six minutes, Fang Changqing said to Qin Ge: "Okay, good poetry!" In this way, what do you think of me submitting these two poems to "Youth Daily"? ”

"Teacher Fang, just make a decision." Qin Ge replied indifferently, his mind was still full of Li Shiyu's voice and smile.

"Okay, that's it, your two poems will definitely cause a sensation." Fang Changqing said happily.

"Teacher Fang, if there's nothing to do, I'll go back first." Qin Ge spoke.

"Okay, then you can go back, right? Don't forget to explain the things and pay attention to safety on the road. Fang Changqing sat down in his place as he spoke, staring at "Lotus Picking Song" and shaking his head, obviously liking this poem very much.

The other teachers also wanted to see this poem, but Fang Changqing didn't let go, and they couldn't open their mouths to ask Fang Changqing, who was immersed in it, so they turned around and sat down in their seats.

It's just that by coincidence, everyone's curiosity about Qin Ge has risen to a higher level. Why did he give up on himself and his studies plummeted in the past year? And why did it suddenly seem like a strong return, and shocked everyone one after another?