Early the next morning, Wang Zishuai got up, dressed up fiercely, and admired himself in the mirror for half an hour before going to school. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This time, there are only three of them, Wang Zishuai, they are all juniors in high school, Wang Zishuai has seen them, but they just can't name them, but they know Wang Zishuai, a while ago, Wang Zishuai took the first place in the whole grade, and he was known by these scholars.

After meeting and introducing each other, Wang Zishuai knew their names, one thin and tall was Li Min from the first class, and the other was a little shorter Zhao Hao from the fifth class.

Hearing that Wang Zishuai was almost shocked at the end, he thought it was the eldest brother Zhao Ritian who came.

When the headmaster saw that everyone had arrived, he said, "Well, it's all quite energetic, not bad. ”

"This time we went to Kyoto, first of all, to get the honor that belongs to you and the school. The second is to take you on a tour of our Yanhuang Cultural Center. When the time comes, you can't leave alone, remember. The principal continued.

"Remembered."

The headmaster nodded and said, "Okay, let's go now, and I'll tell you about the specific things on the way."

Sitting on the plane and looking out the window, watching the city become smaller little by little, a strong feeling of pushing back suddenly came, my heart jumped to my throat, and I firmly grasped the seat with both hands, and couldn't help exclaiming: This is so fast.

The old man next to him saw Wang Zishuai like this, the corners of his mouth curled, and he began to close his eyes and recuperate.

After the mood calmed down, he looked out the window again, but saw the mountains and rivers looming, and the white clouds gathered and scattered.

I couldn't help but say: "Look at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, and look at the clouds in the sky." ”

"What did you just read? I'm reading it again. Then the old man suddenly said loudly.

Scared Wang Zishuai shuddered, your sister, do you want to be like this, it's too scary, the old man should be calm.

"Huh! Just thought about it, disturbing your old man's sleep. ”

The old man's face is full of black lines, and I call it good to close my eyes and recuperate.

Wang Zishuai was speechless and read it again.

The old man looked out the window and muttered to himself: Look at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, and look at the clouds rolling in the sky.

"You don't seem to have it all, do you?" The old man retracted his gaze and said to Wang Zishuai.

"Well, that's just a fantasy." Wang Zishuai said with a surprised face, thinking that this old man is not simple, he can know this.

"Come on, tell me, don't be embarrassed." The old man said as he took out a pen and paper.

It seems that the old man has taken it seriously, and has taken out the pen and paper.

"Okay, then I'll say it, you can just listen to it."

"Don't be surprised, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, go and stay unintentionally, and look at the sky and clouds." Wang Zishuai said and looked at the old man after reading.

"It doesn't look like you wrote it!" The old man was silent for a while and said.

Wang Zishuai chuckled in his heart, wouldn't it, did this couplet ever appear? No, this old man can't be a traveler too.

At this time, the old man said: "This seems to be written by me, just like my pursuit, just like what happens, don't you say?" ”

"Huh! I seem. "Hey, that's it, it's scared to death.

"It's what you said is more suitable for you." The old man thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement; The terrain is good, and the gentleman carries things with virtue. Wang Zishuai sighed.

After listening to this, the old man was silent, as if he was remembering something.

This sentence was first published in "Grassroots Tan", which was written by Hong Yingming, a Ming man.

"It's good to be young! Young man, you are traveling to Kyoto? At this time, the old man asked in silence, thinking: I haven't met such an interesting child for a long time.

"That's right, this time I'm mainly here to participate in the award ceremony of the ~National Youth~ Writing Contest." Wang Zishuai said truthfully.

"Yes, yes, young and promising!" The old man smashed, smashed, and said.

In fact, he was also invited to attend the ceremony, but he was a relative of the emperor, he was uninhibited all his life, traveled all over the world, and finally served as the president of the association in the magic capital.

"You're getting old and lucky, you still need to work hard." Wang Zishuai is still relatively modest.

The old man nodded, and didn't speak again, but he was thinking in his heart: Well, the young man is good, modest, not arrogant or impatient, observe and cultivate it in the future, maybe he can carry the banner for the literary world in the future.

Wang Zishuai didn't know that when this old man had this idea, he took many detours on the road of literature in the future.

It was the first time for the prince to come to Kyoto, and like the other two students, he was quickly attracted by what he saw, with many high-rise buildings, wide roads, orderly vehicles, and beautiful greenery.

From time to time, I can see the police uncle on duty on the street, and I can't help but sigh: It is worthy of the imperial capital! The heart of the Motherland.

The principal and several other teachers, just like seeing Wang Zishuai and the three of them following up Grandma Liu's Grand View Garden, did not feel ashamed, thinking that they were not as good as a few of them when they came here for the first time.

Wang Zishuai was more active, and he asked all the way along the way, and soon the atmosphere was adjusted, and the other two classmates also began to be active.

Wang Zishuai didn't ask anyone else, and specially pulled the principal to ask non-stop, and the principal who asked was dry-mouthed, and when he was annoyed, the phone rang, and he was relieved.

"Hey, how are you Principal Li?" A voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, you are?"

"I'm here for the National Association, have you arrived in Kyoto?"

"Well, hello, hello! Yes, just arrived. ”

"That's right, you Nanhua have been arranged in the Jingxi Hotel, and the rooms are all arranged, as long as you show the invitation letter."

"Okay, got it, I'm sorry for you."

"It's okay, this is as it should be, then goodbye Principal Li."

After answering the phone, the principal turned around and said, "The call of the National Association, our foothold has been arranged, and the time is not early, let's go over quickly." ”

"Wow, I'll live here!"

Wang Zishuai fell directly on the big bed and felt it, but it was really more comfortable than at home.

I was woken up by these two goods just after dawn, and I was a little annoyed: "Brother Ritian, it's just dawn today, do you want to be so early?" ”

"It's not early, it's eight o'clock, get up quickly, the principal called just now, and he was waiting for us in the hall at half past eight." Zhao Hao was a little speechless, how did I become a brother every day.

After breakfast, the group set off and arrived at their destination in less than ten minutes.

What catches your eye is a magnificent building, and a row of national flags fluttering in front of the door is very solemn.

Wang Zishuai was shocked when he saw this, this is even better than the Great Hall of the People in his previous life, this is where the bigwigs receive foreign guests and hold meetings.

This is the venue of today's award ceremony -- Yanhuang City Hall.