Wang Zirui left Zhu Xiaonuo's life after saying goodbye officially that day. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the following days, Zhu Xiaonuo felt a little bored. The pace of life in junior high school is not tense, every day in addition to class, it is to eat, drink and have fun with Wen Jing, every half a month Zhu Xiaonuo will go to hand over the nearest calligraphy to the calligraphy teacher, and then stay there for an afternoon.

On this day, Teacher Liu asked Zhu Xiaonuo if she was interested in participating in the youth essay contest held in the city, and if she wanted to go, she had a registration form. Teacher Liu has also watched her grow up in the past few years, from the beginning of the calligraphy class, the little hairy head in order to write the words beautifully, to now can skillfully write italics, small seals, hairpin flowers Xiaokai little girl, Zhu Xiaonuo is really attentive to every thing she invests, she also likes this quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit child.

Zhu Xiaonuo took the registration form, he felt very excited in his heart, the excitement of resurrection can not be described clearly in one or two sentences, after Zhu Xiaonuo arrived home, he told his parents about it, and his mother expressed his support very much, and of course his father was trusting.

After dinner, Zhu Xiaonuo locked himself in his room and began to prepare, there was still a week before the preliminary round, but the preliminary round was in the form of independent submission, the topic was based on my hometown, and the style was not limited.

Zhu Xiaonuo picked up the pen and began to think well, and wrote a prose and a poem that night. Although I felt that I was still unfinished when I stopped writing, the article had a space limit, so Zhu Xiaonuo wrote down other ideas and waited for tomorrow to revise them.

At this time, Zhu Xiaoyan came in with a glass of milk and handed it to Zhu Xiaonuo, sister, are you still writing, it's half past ten.

It's over, what's the matter. Zhu Xiaonuo took a sip of milk and looked at Zhu Xiaoyan, who was already sleepy, why didn't he sleep yet.

Zhu Xiaoyan lay on the bed for a while, sister, I have been having nightmares lately, can I sleep with you.

Before Zhu Xiaoyan was 4 years old, the two of them had been sleeping in the same room, and then Zhu Xiaoyan began to paint, and there were gradually more things, and his parents cleaned up the previous toy room for Zhu Xiaoyan to live in.

Zhu Xiaonuo smiled, you little brat, who let you watch a horror movie two days ago, and now you are being chased by ghosts in your dreams.

Zhu Xiaoyan snorted twice, sister~.

Well, don't go to the bath, this body smells of paint. Zhu Xiaonuo pinched his nose in disgust and pushed the little guy into the bathroom.

The next day, Zhu Xiaonuo woke up early, she picked up last night's manuscript after a simple exercise, read it several times and changed it several times, and only after she was satisfied did she put it down to wake up Zhu Xiaoyan. It seems that Zhu Xiaoyan was very frightened, and when he dreamed last night, he hugged the quilt tightly, and Zhu Xiaonuo was frozen and woke up several times.

After eating, Zhu Xiaonuo came to Mr. Liu's house with the manuscript, and the two of them deleted and changed it at noon, and when Dad came to pick up Zhu Xiaonuo, he invited Mr. Liu to have lunch at home, and Mr. Liu made an appointment to pick up his son for another day.

The next day, after Zhu Xiaonuo submitted the manuscript, he called Wen Jing to come out shopping, Wen Jing has also fallen in love with wandering around since she liked photography, Zhu Xiaonuo called her, she said that she was outside, Beishan Park, come over by yourself, there is a surprise.

Zhu Xiaoyan also shouted to go out, and the two of them took a taxi and ran to the park. The driver looked at the sister and brother and said with a smile, the sister and brother went out to play together, and the relationship was very good.

Zhu Xiaoyan began to talk to his brother about his sister's various goodness, and Zhu Xiaonuo could only keep smirking beside him.

When she arrived at the gate of the park, Wen Jing began to wave with a camera around her neck, Xiaonuo Xiaoyan, here.

Zhu Xiaoyan was happy when she saw Wen Jing, Sister Wen Jing, you haven't been to my house for a long time.

Wen Jing hugged Zhu Xiaoyan, thinking about her sister, come, kiss one.

Zhu Xiaoyan regretted his enthusiasm just now.