Qin Lang crackled on the keyboard, the number of words in this prose is not very much, about a thousand words, it is about the mood and reluctant parting when you graduate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Qin Lang has not graduated now, he is about to face the exam, and those classmates in the third year of high school are about to go to college, isn't this a kind of parting?

Although he didn't know these senior high school students, he had also experienced this journey, working hard for his grades every day, reading books when he ate, reading to the toilet, and not having any free time at all.

This time is also the most desperate! If you don't work hard, you won't be able to go to a good university! If you don't work hard, you can never achieve something!

Therefore, he plans to use this essay to test the water and the standards of the Youth Literature Newspaper......

Soon, it was written, printed, and one piece of paper was enough.

Qin Lang took the prose in his hand and walked towards the office. In his opinion, such an excellent prose can be included 100%. So he wasn't worried about the quality of the prose.

When I arrived at the office, I saw that the Chinese teacher Zhang Yan was correcting homework, and Qin Lang knocked on the door, "Teacher ......"

Zhang Yan saw that it was Qin Lang, "Ah, it's you, come in." ”

"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Yan was still correcting his homework and didn't look at him.

"Teacher, I wrote an essay and wanted to submit it, but it had to be approved by the school, so I brought it to you to see." Qin Lang said very calmly.

"Prose? Do you write prose? Zhang Yan raised her eyebrows, and put down the matter in her hand.

"Yes, I wrote it, you see." As he spoke, he took the manuscript in his hand to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan took it, her eyes still looking at Qin Lang, her expression was not in disbelief.

You're an average student who can't even write a perfect score in an essay, and you still want to write prose? Zhang Yan's eyes were full of disbelief.

However, when she saw the contents of the paper, she was quite surprised, this prose was so well written! The plot is staggered, and the atmosphere can drive people's hearts and emotions.

Was it really written by this guy? Can this guy write such good prose? Why is he like a different person in the past two days? First uttered such a sentence, then made a big statement, and now wrote prose?

Is this still the usual honest Qin Lang? Zhang Yan's eyes were full of doubts when she looked at Qin Lang. But what I saw was Qin Lang's very calm gaze, and there was no trace of waves. Zhang Yan couldn't help but start to suspect Qin Lang.

"Did you really write this essay?" Zhang Yan questioned.

"If it's fake, it's true that I wrote it, otherwise who do you think wrote it, teacher?" Qin Lang said lightly.

Zhang Yan took a deep look at Qin Lang and continued to read this prose.

After reading it for a long time, Zhang Yan finished reading it, but after reading it, her opinion of Qin Lang increased a few points. She couldn't believe that such an excellent piece of prose actually came from Qin Lang! Even if it was her, she felt that she couldn't write such a level of prose on her own!

Originally, I thought that Qin Lang really had real materials, but he was very low-key and hidden, but after seeing this prose, Zhang Yan affirmed that this was definitely not written by Qin Lang! It's impossible for a high school student to write such a talented prose!

Zhang Yan looked at Qin Lang and said with a smile: "Xiao Lang, let's say, who wrote this essay for you?" It's okay. As long as you say it, I am not to blame. ”

Qin Lang sneered: "Hehe, this essay is indeed written by me, no one helps me, if you don't believe it, then it's up to you." As he spoke, he was about to snatch the manuscript from Zhang Yan's hand. But Zhang Yan flashed and put the manuscript in the drawer.

Qin Lang frowned and said coldly: "As a teacher, it's just that you don't believe in your students like this, do you want to rob my prose now?"

Zhang Yan also got angry when she heard this: "It's just that you copy other people's by yourself, and now you are still talking about it as your own, how can I have such a student as you?" Zhang Yan didn't expect this student to be so bold.

"Teacher, don't get an inch, if you think I copied someone else's, then please come up with evidence! Otherwise, don't say I don't treat you as a teacher. "Qin Lang is very calm, very calm. It's just that the tone is getting colder.

"You want proof? Okay, let's go to the principal's office and let the principal see if you wrote this! As he spoke, he stood up and wanted to drag Qin Lang to the principal's office. In fact, this is also Zhang Yan scaring and scaring him, I hope he can explain honestly, so this article is the icing on the cake for some people with better grades, wouldn't it be better?

However, Qin Lang turned around and was about to go towards the principal's office, and Zhang Yan was in a hurry. If Qin Lang is really allowed to go, if there is no evidence, then she will definitely be punished. If it's serious, I'll have to report it to the whole school. When the time comes, she won't have the face to teach here.

"Alas, you wait, you can't tell the teacher honestly, what the hell are you writing this?" Zhang Yan softened. She really didn't dare to make a big fuss.

And Qin Lang sneered, thinking through his heart, Zhang Yan thought that he was just a high school student, didn't he know that this Qin Lang was no longer Qin Lang.

"There's nothing more to say, I've already said that this essay is what I wrote, believe it or not! If you don't want to review it for me, then I'll go to the principal myself. As he spoke, he reached for the manuscript again. Zhang Yan hurriedly stopped and said: "Okay, okay, then you go back and wait, I'll take it to the principal's office and tell the principal, and submit it in a few days to try." Oh yes, does anyone else know about this essay of yours? ”

"No, I'm the only one who knows, what's wrong?" Qin Lang didn't believe that Zhang Yan would be so good, he didn't believe that he wrote it when he was killed just now, and now he wants to help him? There's definitely something going on here. However, he didn't have any evidence, so he could only nod and agree.

"It's okay, I'll ask, I'll ask."

Looking at Qin Lang who walked out of the door of the office, Zhang Yan's face turned cold all of a sudden, and then dialed a number......

"Hey, Xiaotong? Haven't you been contributing to the Youth Literature Newspaper lately? I have a good essay here for you to come and read, and I'm going to help you submit it, so I'll use your name. ”

"Hey, okay, okay, who made you my niece, you will see your name on the Youth Literature Newspaper in a few days." Zhang Yan hung up the phone, and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.

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