The New Concept Essay Contest is over, and it is true for many contestants, but it is only the beginning for Yu Bai. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just as he stepped on the train of regulations, the words about Yu Bai at the award ceremony, as well as several articles about his semi-finals and finals of the new concept essay on the new concept essay, became the subject of various media reports.

Attacking the education system, satirizing social phenomena, and expounding his views on the world from the perspective of an eighteen-year-old boy. No matter which point it is, it makes people have a strong interest in the name Yu Bai and him as a person.

One report after another, one after another, reprinted one after another, Yu Bai is running around in China because of this competition because of these reports with a speed and communication power that he can't even imagine.

As mentioned earlier, everyone who has followed this competition across the country is following all the subsequent progress in their own way.

That night, in the ward of Zhongshan Hospital in Shanghai City, Luo Shui urged his father, who had just come back from outside.

"Dad, hurry up, it's so hard for you to buy magazines and newspapers."

"What to urge, it's like a soul, how do I know what magazines and what newspapers have afterglow." After the middle-aged man complained, he laughed, "But don't say it, this young man Yu Bai is really amazing, I thought it would take a lot of effort to find his report, but who knew that after I went to the newsstand, it was full of him, look at ......"

As he spoke, he handed the newspaper in his hand to Luo Shui, who was looking forward to it on the bed.

"This is the "Youth Daily" said that Yu Bai is a new voice in the new era, and it is exaggerated."

"And this "Shanghai Daily", "Oriental Evening News" and these are all praising him, I said that the kid is good, principled, righteous enough, just from returning the money, you can see that he is a friend worthy of deep friendship, you kid give me a snack, and I have time to contact people Yubai."

"Dad, don't you bother, don't you still have it in your hand, bring it to me!"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, these few words are ugly, what Yu Bai is a clown who sells words, and what is there to humiliate himself, anyway, I can't see this kind of thing, I'll give it to you."

Luo Shui took it all to him, and then looked through them one by one.

"Dad, I'll give you a real answer, Yu Bai and I have a very pure revolutionary relationship, because we both have the same hobbies, don't use your business on me all day long, it doesn't work. also secretly stuffed an extra 3,000 yuan, that is, Yu Bai, if I change someone, I will definitely turn against me. ”

"Okay, okay, your friend, take care of it yourself, I won't care about it in the future."

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Not only that, but many other ordinary people are also paying attention in their own way.

In a family home in Beijing City, Fu Yingying, a senior high school student at Beijing No. 1 Middle School, when she heard about the new concept competition, she who loves writing submitted it, but unfortunately she was not shortlisted. But it did not affect the attention of this competition, from the previous "Dream Buds" intercepted the excellent shortlisted works, he fell in love with Yu Bai, the one who wrote "The memory has been lost, in a certain year, a certain month, a certain day, a certain bloody sunset." ”

In her opinion, this kind of sentence is touching and recallable, just as this article brought her the amazement, and the later medical treatment and peeping in the rain directly made Fu Yingying change a lot of views on existing things.

Because it seems that what Yu Baiwen said really exists in reality.

Ringing bells, the doorbell rang, and I saw my girlfriend jumping in happily, holding the latest issue of "Dream Bud" magazine, as well as various newspapers' reports on the new concept essay.

"Yellow-haired girl, don't jump, hurry up and give it to me."

"Oh, how many times have I said that I don't call me a yellow-haired girl, my name is Huang Ya, Huang Rong's Huang, a sprouting bud."

"Okay, Huang Ya, can you give me what you have in your hand?"

"That's pretty much it, here you go, and thanks to my mom who works at the post office, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to see such a full range of newspapers and magazines."

casually opened a copy of the Begin Morning Post, only to see that it read, "Is it the spokesperson of the new era, or the pretender of the new era", which expresses Yu Bai's talent, and the report and explanation of his suspicions.

There are praise and disparagement of his article against reality, the introduction of his original words of "Tongue Battle Confucianism" at the award ceremony, and the analysis of doubts about his strength.

However, Fu Yingying couldn't help but look at it, and said to Huang Ya next to her, "Look at how powerful my idol is, I can make so many people speechless in my third year of high school." ”

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Of course, whether it is Luoshui or Fu Yingying, they are just a microcosm of the many people who pay attention to the new concept essay competition and pay attention to Yu Bai.

It is not difficult to imagine that in today's information age, the spread of news will only make more people know what they want to know faster and faster.

And Yu Bai, a boy who is only eighteen years old, appeared in everyone's field of vision with an extraordinary attitude.

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The train at one o'clock in the afternoon, after a long journey of almost eight hours, arrived in Zhongzhou City, and then transferred back to Qiaoping County, and when I got home, it was already night and starry.

In fact, on the way, Yu Bai kept receiving text messages from his mother, asking where he was and how long it would take to get home, this kind of similar question kept repeating, and every time Yu Bai would reply, because he understood very well that his mother knew that he hadn't eaten yet.

Back home, a few days of parting was like a reunion after a long absence, looking at the trophies and certificates that Yu Bai took back, Bai Yan couldn't stop nodding and saying yes, and couldn't stop wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

It seems that this small trophy and that certificate made the hard-working mother feel comforted.

The next day, June 3, was only three days before the college entrance examination.

Yu Bai knew very well that this was the last day of their official classes at school, because after today, there would be a holiday, waiting for the arrival of the college entrance examination, and the reason for the holiday was to let the candidates adjust their state.

It's still the last time, Yu Bai came to the zero point Internet café again, boarded the buckle, and sent a message to the deputy editor-in-chief of Huahuo, in fact, when she was in business, Yu Bai wanted to tell her that she was shortlisted for the semi-finals and rushed into the finals, on the one hand, to give the other party confidence, and on the other hand, to cheer for herself.

But then I thought about it, there is a lot of uncertainty in the competition, and besides, he can't really control everything, and there is no way to promise this kind of package ticket.

And so on, until now.

The message is also very simple, just one sentence, "I am Yu Bai, and I won the first prize in the New Concept Essay Competition." ”

Just like last time, the other party replied soon, and looking at the content of the reply, it seemed like waiting for Yu Bai's message for a long time.

"Congratulations, I thought you forgot our agreement, and I was questioned by the editor-in-chief several times."

"I really can't forget this, I just want to wait for the final result to come out and notify you, to avoid accidents, and finally express condolences for what happened to you." After the fight, a runny nose was followed.

In this chat, there is no anxiety and nervousness like the first time, the overall situation has been decided, and the information conveyed by the other party can also make Yu Bai sure that his collection of essays "Scarlet Years" will definitely be serialized in their magazine.

In this way, the atmosphere of speaking will naturally appear more relaxed.

"I'm okay, the editor-in-chief is just anxious, after all, you are now the strongest player in the new concept competition, and I am worried that you will be preempted by other magazines."

"Don't worry about this, I still have the minimum principles, since "Scarlet Years" promised to be serialized in your magazine, then I won't vote for him."

"By the way, I have some new suggestions for your collection of essays, do you want to listen to them first......"

"I want to hear about it."

Yu Bai was a little puzzled, could there be something wrong with this?

When I was wondering, the other party's message came over, which was a very common paragraph.

"Given your influence after the competition, theoretically it's okay to publish a collection of essays in a magazine, but instead of writing a novel, we're going to give you a column that will be named after the name of your essay collection, Scarlet Years. In addition, I have another suggestion, which is actually the suggestion of our editor-in-chief, this suggestion is his good friend, Changsam City Literature and Art Publishing House wants to publish your essay collection, if you want, the magazine serialization and publishing house can be carried out at the same time, of course, these are all required your authorization. ”

Yu Bai watched it quickly, but it was because he finished reading it quickly that he couldn't react from the shock that this passage brought him.

Then I watched it again with some excitement, this time very slowly, word by word, while repeating in a low voice. It wasn't until the second time that Yu Bai was convinced of the meaning contained in this passage.

With his excited fingers, Yu Bai typed out two words.

"Really?"

The fact that a collection of essays could be serialized was enough to make him happy, but it was a bit of a surprise that it could be published at the same time.

"Really! If you wish, I will give you the contact information of the publishing house, so that I can complete the task assigned to me by the editor-in-chief. ”

"Okay, I agree."

Because Yu Bai couldn't think of any reason for refusal, it just made him a little uncomfortable with this sudden surprise for a while.

However, when I thought that in my previous life, Guo and Han both became famous after the competition, and at the same time quickly published books with the help of the prestige gained in the competition, now it seems that it is estimated that those publishing houses smelled the smell of interests and automatically came to the door.

In fact, it can't be said that one side is profiteering, one side is famous, each takes what it needs, and there is nothing to say.

The next thing is much simpler, Yu Bai and Fan Fan discussed a series of things about the magazine column serialization of "Scarlet Years", such as manuscript fees, contributions and other issues, and then contacted Changsam Literature and Art Publishing House.

The contact information is by telephone, and the contact person is Wang Tansheng Wang, editor-in-chief.

I was about to make a phone call, but when I looked at the time, I found that there were only a few minutes left before class, so I hurriedly got off the plane and ran towards the school.

In fact, he went to school in such a hurry, not because Yu Bai kept the time, but because he wanted to meet Zhao Xueman earlier, see the three goods that smell like him, and the school and class where he has lived for three years.

I did this because it was the last day of class. Come back after today, his identity is not Yu Bai in the second class of high school.