"I read your article yesterday and it's very well written!"

"Hmm." Han Mingyue's cheeks were slightly hot, and she responded lightly.

"Have you written a new draft? Do you want to continue to vote for "Children's Literature"? ”

Han Mingyue hesitated slightly, "I haven't thought about it yet, and I haven't started writing." ”

As soon as Teacher Fang, who taught Chinese yesterday, received the news, he called Han Mingyue to the office, saying that he knew it was a sample journal when he looked at the size.

So Han Mingyue opened the envelope in the office and handed the sample to Teacher Fang.

Teacher Fang directly spread out to the page where Han Mingyue's article was published, pointed to the brand-new neat printing in the journal, and said to Han Mingyue earnestly: "Everyone knows that everything is difficult at the beginning, but I think 'persistence' is even more difficult!" Do you have any plans for writing? “

"Not yet." Han Mingyue said as she took the sample magazine handed over by Teacher Fang.

"Think about it when you get home! Do you want to go down the path of writing? Embarking on this road, you must not only have the talent for writing, but also have the heart to read hard and diligently, and the perseverance to write! “

Han Mingyue nodded silently at that time and returned to the classroom.

Because she wanted Zhen Yu to see it first, after returning to the classroom, Han Mingyue quickly stuffed the periodicals into her schoolbag.

The table mate asked about it, and he was perfunctory.

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Yesterday, Han Mingyue thought about it all night, and she didn't think about how she should go next.

Now that Zhen Yu asked the same question as Teacher Fang, Han Mingyue honestly said that she hadn't thought about it.

Although Zhen Yu was a little surprised by Han Mingyue's answer, he didn't ask anything more, just nodded at Han Mingyue, and said softly: "Don't worry, think slowly~"

"Yes! I know. Han Mingyue chuckled, "It's cold outside, let's go back." ”

"Okay."

Han Mingyue was still struggling, so Zhen Yu didn't say what she was going to contribute.

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As soon as the bell rang for the fourth class in the morning, Zhen Yu began to put on a coat, which made Liu Ting stunned.

Fu Yu also immediately shouted: "Where are you going, Zhen Yu?" ”

The voice was slightly louder, and even Mr. Qian, who was standing on the podium and hadn't left, looked over.

Zhen Yutou didn't reply: "Go to the store." ”

Then put on his hat and gloves and walked straight out of the classroom.

"Going to the store at this time?" Fu Yu scratched his head, "Could it be that today's dish was fried by Aunt Cheng?" Not tasty?"

Liu Ting leaned Zhen Yu's lunch box against the edge of the stove and continued to keep it warm, and she also had the same doubts in her heart.

What they don't know is that Zhen Yu said this on purpose, just to mislead.

Her friends would think she was going to the small shop inside the school, which only sold groceries, snacks and stationery.

But what Zhen Yu really wanted to go to was the Siying store, because the mailbox was at the main entrance over there.

As for the mailing address of the manuscript when submitting to each journal, Zhen Yu sorted out all the excerpts into a small book when submitting the manuscript for the first time, and when she returned to the house to get the manuscript this morning, she directly put it on her body.

Zhen Yu went and came back quickly, and it took half an hour to send out the short story that was completed last night.

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Before the last self-study class in the evening, Ms. Cao walked into the classroom.

The students were all stunned, are they really going to 'lose the evening festival'?

Our hearts are rejected! We just want quiet self-study (homework)!

As a result, Cao Yong strode onto the podium and directly announced the start of the program screening for the New Year's Day singing competition.

"Qiao Xian! Host it! ”

In this regard, most of the students were confused.

No? We just want to ask you, this is not a quiz, why do you have to carry out a surprise attack?

Cao Yong smiled in his heart, he made you fully prepared, so how should I choose?

Just the sauce! Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared!

Wait until I let you know before you prepare? I'm sorry, I guess you can't catch up with the heat when you eat!

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Qiao Xian called one program after another according to the list he had compiled, and the classmates all put down what they were doing and listened quietly.

Some students have good voices and sing very well; But most people can't go up the treble, can't go down the bass, and the general public can't have a voice.

The most amazing thing is the male classmate who is indescribable, and he is so ridiculous that he is shocking...

When Qian Duoduo came to power, he deliberately glanced back at Zhen Yu.

Zhen Yu nodded at her, his face soft, and his eyes were encouraging.

As if she had suddenly regained her combat effectiveness, Qian Duoduo stood in front of the podium with her head held high and began her recitation of English poems.

She chose Tagore's "Born Like a Summer Flower".

The girl's crisp voice is like a spring in the mountains, eloquent.

As soon as I heard it, I practiced it, and although I couldn't completely get out of the draft, after all, it was still early for New Year's Day, and I could definitely recite it for such a long time.

"Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves."

Zhen Yu whispered softly, poetry, sound, and people.

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Liu Ting once complained to Zhen Yu in private, "What does she think about a lot of money?" Sometimes I think she treats you as a good friend, and sometimes I think she treats you as an enemy! I'm going crazy with her! ”

Zhen Yu also has a deep understanding of this.

But she still comforted Liu Ting and said: "She is my friend!" It's just that I'm a little more competitive. ”

Liu Ting said: "Alas...... What's there to fight about?! And you can't have more pieces of meat~"

"Probably, let's take a breath......"

At that time, Zhen Yu just replied casually.

Thinking about it at the moment, I found that I was in one sentence.

There is a lot of money to fight for, it's really a breath! Ambition!

may be her kind of character, in her previous life, she could become the 'child of someone else', and she deserves that sentence - born like a summer flower.

In this life, even if Zhen Yu's grades overwhelmed her, she never admits defeat, and she is still dazzling.

Zhen Yu has reason to believe that she who dares to fight and dare to fight will still be equally good in this life.

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"Zhen Yu!"

"Here."

Because Zhen Yu's program was reported the latest, when it was her turn, it also meant that this round of screening came to the end.

Zhen Yu walked to the podium and stood still with an expressionless face, and before he could speak, the students began to exchange heads.

In word of mouth, everyone knows that Zhen Yu was recommended by the teacher to recite in English, rather than self-recommended programs like other students.

Seeing that she didn't take the manuscript, I wondered if she had memorized it, after all, her good memory was also famous in the class.

"Silence!" Cao Yong let out a low snort, and the class fell silent.

Joe showed the meaning of Zhen to begin his words.

Zhen Yu took a deep breath and began to recite.

“Ode to the West Wind

Percy· Bysshe· Shelley

one

O wild West Wind， thou breath of Autumn's being，

……

If Winter comes， can Spring be far behind?”

After reciting the full text, Zhen Yu bowed lightly and returned to his seat.

The classroom was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

The students said that although they didn't understand it, they really listened to it~~

Zhen Yu's voice was tactful and low, just like the saxophone style she introduced to Han Mingyue, and it sounded very comfortable.

Touching people's hearts.

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