Chapter 27: Will He Become a Great Poet?

Yang Jian felt quite painful, counting this time, the warhead had already threatened him three times with the matter of leaving the school over the wall. He even wondered if the warhead was addictive.

Although it is easy for Yang Jian to be admitted to the top 300 in his grade now, it is unpleasant to be threatened. Yang Jian decided not to be passive anymore and to take the initiative to defend his rights.

"Teacher, is it time to replace our 'teacher-student agreement'?"

"Change? How do you want to change? Tan Tong looked at Yang Jian with amusement.

Yang Jian said: "Don't be in the top 300 in the grade, as long as I am in the top 100 in the grade this time, the teacher will forget about me leaving the school over the wall in the future, don't mention it again." As for the other things I do, as long as I don't violate school discipline and rules, don't say much, okay? ”

"Top 100 in the grade?" Tan Tong looked at Yang Jian fixedly, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard, "Are you sure that you will enter the top 100 in your grade in this exam?" ”

"So to speak." Yang Jian nodded.

In fact, it's no wonder that Tan Tong doesn't believe it, because every time there is a monthly exam and other large-scale exams over the years, the top 100 in the grade are divided by the elite class, and there is nothing to do with ordinary classes like 318. Therefore, the top 300 in the grade is the highest requirement for the students of the ordinary class teacher, if it is not particularly lucky, the top 100 in the grade basically dare not think.

The office was quite quiet, so the conversation between Yang Jian and Tan Tong was also heard by other teachers.

Huaigao's teacher's office is divided by floors, so this office is basically filled with teachers from several ordinary classes on this floor. In the last monthly exam, Yang Jian made miraculous progress, and it is still a common topic of conversation among these teachers. Several other class teachers were envious of Tan Tong, and when they met a student like Yang Jian who could counterattack, they also had a high evaluation of Yang Jian.

No matter how high the evaluation is, no one thinks that Yang Jian can be admitted to the top 100 of the grade. Even most teachers think that Yang Jian can maintain the top 300 grades in this monthly exam is very good. After all, Yang Jian's foundation was too poor before.

Therefore, when Yang Jian said that he could be admitted to the top 100 of his grade, all the teachers in the office pricked up their ears.

Hearing Yang Jian's second confirmation, the head teacher of class 317 couldn't help but say, "Young man, it's good to have self-confidence, but it's not good to be overconfident." ”

The head teacher of class 319 also said: "Yang Jian, the top 100 in the grade is not as good as the top 300 in the grade, and this is not something that can be said casually." ”

"That's it, you are still a teacher, listen to your Teacher Tan, and keep the top three hundred in the grade." The homeroom teacher of class 320 also joined in the excitement.

Tan Tong is a person with a better face, although he also thinks that Yang Jian is unlikely to be admitted to the top 100 of the grade, but several other class teachers are so obvious that he is not very happy - what do you mean, can't our 318 class have a top 100 in the grade?

So, while Yang Jian was stunned by the intervention of several class teachers, he said loudly: "Okay, Yang Jian, it's not that the teacher forced you, it's you who said that you want to take the top 100 grades." Our teachers and students have just said that they will enter the top 100 of the grade, and I will never mention that you left school over the wall; I didn't enter, but I'm going to call you parents. ”

Nima! Still coming?

Listening to the warhead finally mention calling parents, Yang Jian almost didn't spurt blood. However, in order not to be so threatened again, Yang Jian still nodded and agreed.

After Yang Jian left, other class teachers immediately asked, "Old Tan, do you really believe that Yang Jian can enter the top 100?" ”

Tan Tong smiled and said, "Whether you believe it or not, you can't hit the students' enterprising spirit, right?" ”

Hearing Tan Tong say this, several other class teachers were a little unhappy - hey, why don't there be any students in my class who dare to promise me that they can enter the top 100 of the grade?

Some class teachers are still jealous, and secretly think: If you get a guarantee, you will be angry, and your student will not even be able to take the top 300 in this monthly exam, see what kind of face you have.

What the head teachers were thinking, Tan Tong didn't know, he was talking to the Chinese teacher at this time.

"Teacher Tan, even if Yang Jian doesn't do well in this exam, don't stop him from publishing on "Flowing Fire". I read the two little poems he wrote on them, they are very aura, and I may become a great poet and a great writer in the future. ”

Tan Tong waved his hand and sneered: "A science student has become a great poet and a great writer? That's all a boundless thing, I would rather believe that Yang Jian can be admitted to the top 100 of his grade. ”

When the Chinese teacher heard this, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

Although he remade a teacher-student agreement with the warhead, Yang Jian still lived unhurriedly as before. Read all kinds of miscellaneous books in your spare time to broaden your horizons; When I returned to the dormitory at night, I continued to practice my finger skills. And in the last week of the end of April, he submitted a third article to Driftfire magazine.

This manuscript finally brought him to the attention of the editor of "Flowing Fire".

After graduating from university, I was honored to join my favorite "Flowing Fire" as an editor, and it has been three years now, and three years have made her an editor with a keen eye, who can find out those manuscripts that are worthy of publication, and can also see the potential of an author more accurately.

She is responsible for the selection of youth essays and poetry submissions this month, and of course, after the finalization is completed, it needs to be reviewed by the editor-in-chief.

"The two poems called Wuwei are so aura, I don't know if he will submit them this time." Thinking so in her heart, Yuanzi kept rummaging through the manuscript, and finally saw the somewhat familiar handwriting, she smiled happily and pulled it out.

"Youth Without Complaints"? Hehe, sure enough, I still submitted it..."

After working for most of the day, Yuanzi finally decided on a few poems to be published in the last issue of "Flowing Fire" in April. With the finished manuscript in hand, Yuanzi came to the editor-in-chief's office.

Because the main reading group of "Flowing Fire" is young women and young girls, most of the editors are also women, and even the editor-in-chief is a well-known writer with a female surname, An Xi. An Xi, who is still unmarried in her thirties, still looks young like a woman in her twenties, five or sixteen, wearing a pair of white-framed glasses when she works, which highlights the beauty of the female writer's surname.

It was Yuanzi who was also moved by the beauty of Anxi when he worked, and couldn't help but think: I will definitely develop this temperament.

"Sister An, this is a poetry manuscript set for this issue." Yuan Zi put the selected poems on Anxi's desk.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the top manuscript happened to be "Youth Without Complaints", An Xi raised his eyes and fell on it, and then he couldn't move it. After that, I couldn't help but pick it up and read it softly:

"When you're young, if you're in love with someone,

Please, please be gentle with him. No matter how long or how short you have been in love,

If you can always be gentle with each other, then,

All moments will be a flawless beauty. If you have to separate, say goodbye well,

And give thanks in your heart,

Thank you for giving you a memory. When you grow up, you will know,

At the moment of looking back,

Youth without resentment will have no regrets,

Like the quiet full moon on the hill. ”

After reading it, An Xi couldn't bear to let go of the manuscript of the poem, and muttered: "The artistic conception of this poem is so beautiful." ”

Yuanzi stood aside, did not disturb An Xi, and let her taste quietly, she also felt that An Xi should be able to see more things from this poem.

However, An Xi quickly returned to normal, put down the manuscript and said: "It seems that this Wuwei is more talented than we expected, and the three poems about youth are all masterpieces with amazing aura. The theme of our essay in the next issue is not 'youth', and it would be a pity if he stopped submitting because of this. ”

"What does Sister An mean?"

An Ximing's eyes flashed, he looked at Yuan Zi and said, "In this way, you get in touch with him and sign him as a special writer for our "Flowing Fire". Then recommended him to open a poetry column on 'Cardamom Reading', then he would have a lot less restrictions on writing poetry, and I believe that he would soon be able to gather a group of loyal fans on the Internet. If we ask him for a manuscript in the future, we will bring a considerable number of readers. ”

Yuan Zi listened to it but wondered: "'Cardamom' is an online reading platform, will it pay attention to our recommendation?" Also, what if he is really hot in the future, but ignores us? ”

An Xi smiled and said: "Now that the online reading group is getting bigger and bigger, the senior management has decided to let us cooperate with 'Cardamom', and in the future, our magazine will make an electronic version and distribute it for sale on 'Cardamom'." So, our recommendation they will definitely give face. ”

"As for your second question, I think Wuwei should know the truth of 'drinking water and thinking about the source'. And I didn't ask you to sign him as a contributing writer. ”

Yuan Zi had no doubts when she heard this, and nodded in response: "Okay, I'll do what Sister An said." ”

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When the time came to May Day, the college entrance examination review time was tight, and Huaigao had to take a three-day vacation, and the students could finally get a time to relax and rest. Staying at home, Yang Jian got Yang Yuan's permission to use the computer to play for a day.

With the two abilities of memorization and brainstorming, Yang Jian now has a great demand for information, so he is not really playing with the computer, but querying a lot of information he needs on the Internet to prepare for the future - the God-given artifact, but he doesn't know how to make full use of it, and exert its power is to be punished by God, and people and gods are angry.

Therefore, Yang Jian has to plan well for the things after the college entrance examination.

Yang Jian felt that if he really published articles in magazines, the popularity would gather too slowly, and the corresponding points would not grow very fast. Although he is still a high school student, Yang Jian has read a lot of extracurricular books this month, and his horizons have broadened a lot compared to before. He felt there should be a better way to gather popularity and even make him famous.

Now he has three abilities at his disposal, and creative stealing requires the cost of points, and this can be best not used, so the only thing worth using is memorization and brainstorming. Based on the advantages of these two abilities, Yang Jian kept searching for relevant information on the Internet, and in the end, he hit the idea on a variety show.

The name of this variety show is called "The Strongest Brain"!

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