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Netizen 1: "Great God, God, please take my knees and scatter flowers..."

Netizen 2: "It's not just a masterpiece!" I was hesitating to suspend my studies and go out to work hard, but after reading this article, I immediately became enthusiastic, and went directly to the teaching affairs to complete the withdrawal and just came out of the office. ”

Netizen 3: "Fellow Daoist, be cautious, focus on your studies!" ”

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After receiving the application for inviting Wang Xingyan to join the Chinese Writers Association, Sun Deren, chairman of the Chinese Writers Association, briefly read the author's information and directly rejected it. In this regard, the secretary Xiao Zhang could only secretly say in his heart, the chairman is really old, his thinking is rigid, and he can only helplessly call the school leaders to apologize.

"Lao Yao, Lao Yao, have you watched the news, the students of our school, it's glorious, hahahaha."

Yao Yuan, who hung up the principal's phone, turned on the computer in confusion and watched the news.

"Zhao Mengyu's new work as a royal literati: "Spring and Snow in Qinyuan""

"On the Feelings of Spring and Snow in Qinyuan"

“……”

Curiously clicked on, secretly thinking about what Zhao Mengyu, the little girl, had done again, and even the principal was happy to speak. After carefully reading the whole report and focusing on the key points of it several times, "Qinyuan Spring and Snow", Yao Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what a famous article this is, and it shows the great mind of the lyricist!

Yao Yuan, who was full of emotion, was shocked when he inadvertently noticed the lyricist "Wang Xingyan", it turned out to be you, this kid. Suddenly, his heart was hot, and he couldn't hold back the thought in his heart anymore, and a phone call came.

"Hey, Mr. Yao, what's the matter?"

"Wang boy, I have an idea, I don't know if you are interested."

"Teacher, you say."

"Hmm, I want to take you as a disciple, I don't know if you are willing?"

"Huh?" Wang Xingyan, who was peeking at Zhao Mengyu's big white legs, looked confused. "Well, if I'm not mistaken, you're trying to take me as an apprentice?"

As the real power manager of Nortel, and Professor Yao Yuan, a well-known performing artist in the industry, it can be said that there are not 1,000 people who want to apprentice, but there must be 800, and he was a little unable to pull his face, and he was suddenly unhappy when he heard it, and said angrily: "What's the matter, are you still not happy?" ”

"No, no, no, not what you think. My situation is a bit special, I used to be, uh," Suddenly, Wang Xingyan realized a problem, the master had never told him which sect he belonged to, "Hmm, I was a Shaolin disciple before...... After nearly 18 years of studying art with my master, I don't know if I can still apprentice again, and if I can, I think I have to get my master's permission first, otherwise I will be sorry for his old man's nurturing grace for many years. ”

I see, Yao Yuan, who was in a better mood, thought about it, it was not reasonable to force him to be a disciple, and besides, he was not that kind of person. But I admired his talent very much, and I really couldn't give up the love in my heart, so I thought of a compromise and said: "If you don't apprentice, you just follow me to learn art." ”

"Ah, thank you so much, Mr. Yao, I often watch your previous works, and I admire you a lot..."

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At the China Literature Newspaper Newspaper, Li Jun, the editor-in-chief who had just finished a group meeting, was drinking tea and squinting to rest, when suddenly, he heard someone recklessly break in. When I opened my eyes, it turned out to be Fan Fan, the intern editor who had just arrived this month, and seeing her anxious look, Li Jun didn't blame her for her rudeness, and was getting up and asking, "What's the matter that makes you so anxious." ”

The editor-in-chief, a student of Nortel, wrote a poem called "Qinyuan Spring Snow", which received a warm response on the Internet and rave reviews. I think that with his literary brilliance and the fact that he is only a student, the special columnist of this newspaper is lacking such young talents, and I would like to ask you to approve it as soon as possible, so as not to be preempted by other magazines. ”

Li Jun, who was not impressed, looked at the manuscript handed over cursoryly, and in his heart he had already decided that the new intern editor was inexperienced, and he had an attitude of meritorious service, and was thinking about how to comfort and encourage this stunned young man, when suddenly, he was stunned.

Li Jun, who once again carefully read this poem, had to re-examine whether he had a bit of a corpse vegetarian meal recently. The more I read, the more frightened I became, Li Jun's fighting spirit, which had already been exhausted by this ordinary life, was slowly mobilized, and at this time, he swept away the laziness in front of him, and his fighting spirit was as high as the battle horn sounded again.

"Very good, Fan Fan, you have performed very well this time, and we will have a meeting in the near future to discuss your regularization. In addition, this person's signing work is also taught to you, take him early, and the conditions can be appropriately relaxed. ”

"Thank you, editor-in-chief, I will do it well!" After getting the affirmation of the editor-in-chief, Fan Fan's nervous mind suddenly put down, it seems that the rumors outside are all fake, who said that the editor-in-chief does not know people in the corpse vegetarian meal, it must be jealousy, the rumors are terrible.

At this time, Wang Xingyan has found his life pursuit, no, to be exact, he who is tortured by various courses every day has found spiritual sustenance, that is, Zhao Mengyu's slender and straight white legs.

I still remember last time, no, last time, forget it, no matter which time he spied at her, Wang Xingyan, who peeked at her, was found by Zhao Mengyu, and was very disdainful and sarcastic and pillow attacked... On the same day, it changed from a nightdress to an airtight pajama pants, and so far, Wang Xingyan has been depressed for a long time.

Later, I don't know when, I suddenly saw two white thighs appear in front of my eyes again. In this regard, Wang Xingyan was confused, and didn't understand why Zhao Mengyu, who was strictly guarded, changed his personality again, "Could it be that looking at me pitiful, my conscience has found out?" Wang Xingyan, who had no clue for the time being, had to secretly glance at it a few more times to suppress the shock.

After being discovered again, after Wang Xingyan was discovered, he jumped up like stepping on a clip, staring at Zhao Mengyu tremblingly. In this regard, Zhao Mengyu looked at Wang Xingyan like a mouse meeting a cat, just smiled, turned his head and continued to watch the latest variety show talent show. Later, whether Wang Xingyan peeked, squinted, looked directly, and looked at it with his eyes wide open, as long as he didn't get started, Zhao Mengyu had a secretive expression.

Since then, Wang Xingyan, who continues to be confused, has lived the comfortable life he dreamed of in fear.

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Hehe, just kidding. No, when Wang Xingyan was still speculating about Zhao Mengyu's mentality, he received a call from intern editor Fan Fan.

"Hello, is it Mr. Wang Xingyan Wang? I am Fan Fan, the editor of the China Literature Newspaper."

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Would you like to write full-time? We at China Literature Newspaper sincerely invite you to join the special columnists..."

Before Fan Fan could elaborate on the relevant matters, he heard "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, thank you", and then the sound of hanging up the phone.

"Who?"

"What newspapers are coming from in China, I forgot, anyway, it's advertising."

"Oh."