"Look at you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Lin Xiyan chuckled.

"Be serious, please call me Mr. Yu," Yu Yan coughed pretending to be serious, straightened his collar, and lifted his trouser belt, "I feel that you journalism still need to learn some ......."

As soon as the words came out and thought about it, Lin Xiyan definitely didn't understand this stalk, so Yu Yan didn't continue, speaking of which, he still has the glasses of the elderly, but he doesn't know what to use and how to use it......

After sending Lin Xiyan out of the school gate, she turned around, and the Chinese teacher was still hiding there a little secretly.

"Teacher, isn't it time for me to give a speech in the afternoon?" Yu Yan said cheekily, now I feel that there is nothing I can't say to the Chinese teacher.

"What testimonial?" Liu Qi was stunned.

"Essay, I'm writing so well, don't I give a testimonial or something? At least share with your classmates how to write a good essay. ”

"And that experience?" Liu Qi is a little curious, composition should be completely on his own, but it is to accumulate more and write more, what else can he have in writing experience? "Tell me about it."

"Well......" Yu Yan thought about it cheekily and said unashamedly, "This thing is completely dependent on talent, so I want to persuade my classmates, don't be envious, don't be jealous, keep a normal heart, and don't try to catch up with me as a genius!" ”

"Haha, you're bragging about it." Liu Qi laughed, obviously unexpected.

"That's what I said." Yu Yan thought to himself that I pretended to be forced is also a must, I have the essence of it, pretending to be this thing, what I pay attention to is a stable, accurate, and ruthless, this stability, mainly lies in not being slapped in the face, this quasi, mainly lies in the proper and appropriate pressure to pretend, this ruthlessness, mainly lies in the ......

After sending the Chinese teacher back to the community, Yu Yan first looked for newspapers in the commissary of the community, but now the paper media is declining, there are fewer people buying newspapers, and there are fewer types in the commissary. Yu Yan searched for a while, and sure enough, he found his composition on the sub-page of the Qi Provincial Daily.

Although the Qi Provincial Daily is becoming more and more popular, it is also the largest newspaper in the province in terms of name alone.

Yu Yanmei smiled, this was his first time in the newspaper, and he bought the two remaining copies of the commissary, at least one for his parents.

On the bus, I flipped through the sub-version of the composition, first carefully admired my own composition again, and then moved my eyes to the comments.

This article actually doesn't need to be commented, just by virtue of a sentence that jade can be broken but not damaged in white, bamboo can be broken but not destroyed, it can bear the word extraordinary. I've reviewed many articles, and this is the first one that I think can be said to be extraordinary. ”

This comment is only two short lines, but Yu Yan still carefully read it several times, for no other reason, this comment is too high for himself, happy!

Yu Yan didn't know that there was no jade in this world that could be broken and could not be damaged, and bamboo could be broken but not destroyed, and his difference between this world and the literature of the previous life was not accurate to this extent.

The level of these words is actually high enough to be passed down through the ages, but I didn't expect that I would become the author of it in this life by mistake!

What Yu Yan didn't know was that if his article was in the hands of some more open-minded judges, it would be more evaluated!

Literati have been light on each other since ancient times. Fu Yizhi is between Ban Gu and Bo Zhong, and Gu Xiaozhi and Di Chaoshu said: "Wu Zhong takes the text of Nengzhi as the history of Lantai Ling, and he can't rest when he writes." ”

Literati despise each other, and this has been the case since ancient times. Fu Yi and Ban Gu are equally literary and indistinguishable, but Ban Gu despises Fu Yi, and in a letter to his younger brother Ban Chao, he said that Fu Yi became the history of Lantai Lingshi because he could write articles, but he couldn't stop writing thousands of words after writing articles.

Cao Pi's words in the classics are the same in this world, it is actually difficult for a literati to admit that other people's articles are better than his own, to be honest, can a middle-aged man with a horse face write this kind of article? If he can't write it, he can't write it with that sentence.

But as a well-known writer of the older generation, of course he would not admit that he couldn't write, how could he admit that he was inferior to a high school student?

It is absolutely impossible, therefore, he just gave an extraordinary evaluation, which seems very high, but in fact, it is a bit condescending, which means that your article is okay, so that I can say an extraordinary sentence, but in fact, he does not have the qualifications to be condescending at all.

Yu Yan hasn't learned this yet, it's enough for him to be happy when he is in the newspaper, this is even a more visible and tangible sense of accomplishment than the prestige point, after all, the prestige value is something that only he can see, and I don't know how many people in the province look at this newspaper, and he can be regarded as a nickname!

got off the bus and rushed all the way home, and when he arrived at the door, Yu Yan took a breath and rested, and then knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"Me."

"Lost the key again?" shouted inside the door.

Oops excitedly forgot about it...... Yu Yan hurriedly took the key and opened the door: "I forgot." ”

After speaking, he pretended not to care and waved the two newspapers in his hand, and his tone was calm: "Ahem, your son is on the newspaper." ”

"What's wrong with you?" Yu's mother looked at her son suspiciously, "What's going on with your hand, now let's be honest!" ”

"Didn't you say that you should not be brave?" Yu's father also interjected, obviously thinking that his son's hand was done bravely, "Now that society is so chaotic, you don't care about those idle things." ”

Wipe...... was different from the reaction he imagined, Yu Yan was helpless: "Your son's article is well written and published in the newspaper." ”

Yu's father and Yu's mother were stunned, their faces were full of disbelief, of course they know what level their son is, when will their son's article be in the newspaper?

"Really!" Yu Yan wailed, "Look at you two. ”

Yu's father and Yu's mother looked at each other when they heard this, and took the newspaper.

"Sub-version, provincial essay competition, the "Death of the Red Rabbit".

"Something is going to happen again in the North Kimchi Country and the Mold Country," Yu's mother didn't listen, and paid attention to the North Kimchi Country on the front page of the newspaper, "The price of authentic kimchi is going to rise again." ”

"Do you read the composition?" What's the matter with the North Kimchi Country!

"Okay, we'll see later, eat first." Yu's mother said, and as she spoke, she was ready to get up and clean up the meal.

At this time, Yu's father was silently staring at the sub-page of the newspaper, Yu Yan finally got a little psychological comfort, Yu's father looked at it for a while, and then looked up at Yu Yan: "Is this really what you wrote?" ”

"Doesn't that have a name?"

"Didn't you copy it?"

"Where am I going to copy it...... Besides, how can I get you a newspaper if I copied it? ”

"Well......" Yu's father nodded and thought about it again, "It's a good thing to be in the newspaper, but if you want to rely on this to eat, it's definitely not good, don't say I didn't remind you." Dad Yu obviously knew what Yu Yan was thinking.

How can this be similar to saying that I wanted to sing at that time......

After thinking about it, Yu Yan still didn't say anything, since his parents were so unoptimistic, it would prove that they were optimistic. Yu Yan knew that if he wanted others to know that he wanted to become famous through writing or singing, he would definitely be ridiculed.

This is the same as in my previous life, wasn't it all ridicule when I said that I wanted to support myself through writing? Who has encouraged you?

Laugh at it, laugh at it, and if you don't get ridiculed, do you have the value to realize it?

(The author tried to write to support himself, and sure enough, it failed.) ）