More than ten days passed in a hurry. Wang Fan has lived a very peaceful life in the past ten days. As the past ten days passed, Wang Fan gradually forgot about the two hateful co-workers ten days ago.

On this morning, Wang Fan was stacking the chapter of Zhu Xian in front of the computer, and a bell rang from Wang Fan's pocket.

Hearing the ringtone of the mobile phone, he glanced at the mobile phone screen again, and found that the caller was Lu Xiaobu, Wang Fan immediately picked up the mobile phone call.

"Hello? Editor Xiaobu, I don't know what you called me today for something? Wang Fan held the phone in one hand and coded the words on the keyboard with the other hand.

"I just wanted to call today and ask how you are preparing for the game?" Lu Xiaobu was on the phone and said with a smile.

"Race, what game?" When Wang Fan heard Lu Xiaobu's words, he kept pressing his typing hand on the keyboard, stopped, and asked into the phone suspiciously: "Editor Xiaobu, didn't the New Concept Essay Contest have already had results more than ten days ago?" I haven't competed in any competitions right now. ”

"How could it be! But the president of the association called me yesterday and told me that he had already sent a letter to you! Hearing Wang Fan's words, Lu Xiaobu was also puzzled.

"Letters, I haven't received a single letter here." Wang Fan frowned, sensing that something was wrong in this matter.

"Didn't receive the letter?" Lu Xiaobu muttered to himself on the phone, and then said into the phone in a somewhat irritated tone: "Okay, don't care about the letter." Wang Fan, I will tell you now, today in the gymnasium in the city, the Municipal Writers Association held a competition, a poetry competition. You can go to the contest. ”

"In the gymnasium, a poetry contest organized by the Writers' Association?" Wang Fan frowned and asked on the phone.

"Yes! You're qualified to participate, and you're going to get a good place if you do. ”

"No, I'm not going." After listening to Lu Xiaobu's words, Wang Fan said resolutely on the phone that he refused to participate in this poetry competition held by the Writers Association.

"Why not?" At this time, Lu Xiaobu was puzzled: "Wang Fan, why don't you go, if you go to participate, the champion of this competition is very likely to be you!" ”

"It's true that if I were to compete normally, the championship would probably be mine. But I'm afraid that this competition will be unfair and unjust. ”

Wang Fan told Lu Xiaobu on the phone that Liu Hui and Xu Hui, two people from the Writers' Association, had come to the house to invite him more than ten days ago.

When Lu Xiaobu heard Wang Fan's explanation, Lu Xiaobu made a surprised voice on the phone: "You actually refused the invitation of the two vice presidents of the city's writers' association." ”

"Editor Xiaobu, let me tell you, ten days ago, when those two people invited me to join the Writers' Association, their attitude was extremely domineering. At that time, I couldn't accept their domineering attitude, so I rejected their offer and did not join the writers' association. ”

Hearing Wang Fan's words, Lu Xiaobu made a surprised voice on the phone: "I didn't expect that the two vice presidents of the Writers Association are such people. The attitude of inviting new members to join is actually domineering, condescending, and looking down on newcomers. ”

"I've told you the reason now, Editor Xiaobu, you now know why I didn't go to the competition!" Wang Fan said to Editor Lu Xiaobu on the phone: "Okay, Editor Xiaobu is like this, I will continue to punish immortals." ”

"Wait, wait!" Hearing that Wang Fan was about to hang up the phone, Lu Xiaobu hurriedly said: "Although I understand the reason why you don't go to the competition held by the Municipal Writers Association, but Wang Fan I want to tell you something, when Huang Shan, the president of the Municipal Writers Association, called me yesterday, his tone was absolutely not domineering, and I did hear that he once asked someone to send you a letter to participate in the competition." ”

"You can definitely participate in this competition held by the Writers' Association, after all, the president of the Writers' Association in the city, Huangshan wants you to participate in this competition of the Writers' Association." Speaking of this, a smile appeared in Lu Xiaobu's voice: "The boss of the Writers' Association in the city is the president Huang Shan, since Huangshan agrees, even if a small number of people in the Writers' Association use small means to disappear the letter inviting you to participate in the competition, it will not be able to prevent you from participating in this Writers' Association competition." ”

Hearing Lu Xiaobu's words on the phone, Wang Fan's eyes lit up suddenly.

If what Editor Lu Xiaobu said is true, then the president of the Municipal Writers Association wants me to participate in the competition.

The president of the Municipal Writers Association is equivalent to a boss in the city's Writers' Association, and since a BOSS has agreed to let me participate in the competition, the moth-eater bastards in the Writers' Association, they should not be able to stop me from participating in the competition.

Wang Fan thought about it in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should participate in the competition.

After Mo Yo thought for a minute, Lu Xiaobu's voice rang again on Wang Fan's mobile phone.

"Have you figured out the answer, I'll say it first, the start time of the game is 10 o'clock in the morning, and it's 9:20 now, if you set off to the gymnasium now, it may still be too late, but if you delay it for a while, then whether you can catch up with the game time, it's not necessarily."

Hearing Lu Xiaobu's words on the phone, Wang Fan looked at the lower right corner of the computer, looking at the second hand that had slowly moved towards 9:21, Wang Fan hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said into the phone: "Since you can catch up, why not catch up!" That's all it says about Xiaobu editor, I'm going out!! ”

"Go ahead!" Lu Xiaobu, who was in the office of the publishing house, hung up the phone directly after saying this.

Listening to the beep in his ears, Wang Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, saved half of the chapters in the computer, and after saving it, he hurried out of the door and rushed to the bus stop.

But when Wang Fan came to the bus stop, a bus that could take the gymnasium quickly crossed in front of Wang Fan's eyes, and when he saw the bus that drove away quickly, Wang Fan's brows furrowed.

There is a fifteen-minute wait for one bus, and thirty-five minutes before the start of the race, that is, until the next bus, the next bus. When I got to the gym, I was bound to be late for the game.

Wang Fan frowned, his eyes searched around, trying to find a taxi. But today, for unknown reasons, there is not a single taxi.