At this moment, a little girl rushed over at the door.

She is tall and tall, and although she looks very immature, she makes people feel very beautiful and moving.

"She's a student at our school? is so temperamental, why have you never seen her? "There were many voices of students all around.

At this moment, the little girl walked in front of Ye Li, looked into Ye Li's eyes, and said deeply, "Mommy has already gone to find Zhu Lao." He is the literary senior in our capital, there must be a way to help you! ”

When he heard Zhu Lao, many students were immediately moved, you must know that Zhu Yan's predecessors are quite famous in the capital, although he has retired, but his influence is not only in the capital, but also in the whole country.

It's just that who is this little girl in front of you?

Ye Li looked at this little girl who was dusty and had messy hair on her face, and looked at this Mo Bing's daughter Xue Ting, and suddenly felt a little moved, and gently stroked her head: "Xiexie, by the way, is your mother here too?" ”

He also felt a little moved in his heart, and it seemed that Mo Bing was also tossing very hard for his affairs.

"Remember my mother, you don't know my name yet!" Xue Ting said a little unhappily.

"Ah......" Ye Li was stunned.

"My name is Xue Ting, remember, Xue Ting! Or, call me a little wilt! Mom didn't come, I came to comfort you! Xue Ting said this, and her face flushed slightly.

She had never been prepared to say that, how could her haughty personality ever bow her head so gently to others.

But when she knew that Ye Li had suffered such a thing, she felt empathy, so she couldn't help blurting out at the moment.

"Hmm. xiexie you, Xue Ting. Ye Li said gratefully.

He didn't expect this girl to have such a liliang, he believed that the girl in front of him had a clear eye, and he felt an inexplicable warmth.

What is it to get such warmth and such a blow?

Ye Li was a little relieved.

Then Xue Ting turned around and said to Li Zhuyue: "So Brother Ye Li will never give up!" ”

Li Zhuyue shook her head, but ignored Xue Ting, but pointed to Ye Li's chest and said, "Hiding behind the girl, don't you want to face anything?" Others work hard for you, but what about yourself? ”

His hand clenched hard: "My dream is that one day I will write works that move people's hearts, like many writers who have gone out of the country!" ”

Li Zhuyue's voice began to be hoarse: "But for the sake of literature, do you know my efforts? Do you know the pain in me? Ten years, since the age of five, I have been writing articles every day at the behest of my parents, revising, revising, revising! ”

Everyone was stunned, listening to his words quietly, and Xue Ting also stood still, unable to say anything.

"Patience, bitterness, struggle, bitterness!" Li Zhuyue's voice was indescribably low: "But in this way, my works have also been denied by my father again and again!" He didn't think I had that talent! ”

"But I don't give in! So I agreed with him that if I won the school's Little Nobel Prize in Literature, then I could apply for the Chinese Department in the future and study my beloved and hot literature! I also have such perseverance and fighting spirit, I have the consciousness of losing, study hard, and then get my grades well, so that the school approved me to go to the morning newspaper for an internship in the third year of high school! ”

Hearing these words, everyone else was moved, who would have thought that Li Zhuyue would have such a firm goal, such a painful past, and so hard to persevere!

Li Zhuyue's hand clenched hard: "So no matter what, I want to cross your mountain, and I want to compete with you!" ”

He said in a deep voice: "Isn't there no deadline yet?" What you have is time! And in today's situation, I can apply to the chief examiner to give you a postponement, and I believe that those judges will definitely agree if they know this reason! They will never let your work be stillborn and treated unfairly like those vile cultural censors! ”

Then Li Zhuyue said loudly: "So, Ye Li, are you willing to accept this challenge of mine?" Didn't you say in the newspaper that you want to live today and work hard for everything you have today? Then at the Little Nobel Prize in Literature, compare with me! ”

When he heard this, Ye Li was a little stunned, he saw Li Zhuyue's efforts, and he saw the light flashing in Li Zhuyue's eyes.

This is a man who truly loves to write!

Compared to that, my beliefs are far from strong enough, are they? In comparison, you should work harder!

I can also work hard, try to write more haode articles, and sooner or later, I will get everything I should get back, along with my father's share!

Ye Li looked at the young man in front of him, and he felt that the other party had a heart for literature hidden deep in his heart.

The other party is not an ordinary student, maybe the other party is still a little immature, but Ye Li feels that the other party's heart is as high as the sky, and now he has shown his fangs!

Will such a boy grow into a lion or a dragon in the future?

How exciting it is to be able to struggle and fight together with so many people who love literature and life!

Ye Li took a deep breath, maybe this is the purpose given to him by rebirth?

"Good!" Ye Li's voice became resolute: "I promise you!" ”

At this moment, there was an inexplicable blood surging in his heart.

Then he calmly walked into the library, picked up the pen on his desk, and with a little force, poured all the liliang down, and paused on the paper.

Not a word has been written yet, but it has pierced the entire book through everything.

It's a kind of suppressed liliang, waiting to erupt.

Ye Li's gaze slowly raised, looking around, looking at Xue Ting's concerned gaze, looking at Li Zhuyue's expectant gaze, looking at the trace of worry in the cold beauty's eyes, and looking at the librarian's way of wanting to stop them.

And the whispers of everyone around him, that strange look, converged into a huge whirlwind and rushed into his heart.

Yes, you can't be knocked down by this kind of blow. You shouldn't even be affected by such a blow to your state of mind.

It's just a cultural review, there is no out-of-the-ordinary element in your own article, and the article is all from your own hand, how can you not pass it! How could it be knocked down!

The He Yu who wants to humiliate himself and his father, you must be snickering far away at this moment, thinking that your goal has been achieved, right? Are you afraid to compete with me, or do you disdain to compete with me?

In any case, I will tell you, I'm Ye Li, here!

Ye Li paused from the tip of the pen and wrote a few words through the tip of the paper: "Yang Ke, a music fan!" ”

"He was born thin and weak, and the female neighbors who gathered around the mother shook their heads when they saw the weakness of the mother and child."

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