In most high schools, composition classes are two lessons in a row, one for explanation and one for writing. The weekly essay topics are unified for the whole grade, and then the Chinese teacher will change them for two or three days each time, and then communicate with each other during the teaching and research activities of the Chinese teacher, select a few good sample essays in the whole grade and print them out, and send them to everyone as materials in the next week's composition class.

Lin Shanghan's class is scheduled for one or two periods on Friday afternoon.

The Chinese teacher handed out five or six papers, each of which was printed with two or three high-scoring essays written in the previous week, and analyzed them according to their strengths and weaknesses. There is Liu Shihe, a famous student in the entire grade of his old classmates, and Lin Shanghan also saw the composition of "Shen Jiachen" that has been said by many people.

Li Xinyang actually has an article on the list. The only essay in Lin Shanghan's class is ranked behind Shen Jiachen's composition.

Shen Jiachen is the goddess of the entire third-year high school boys. At present, the boys in the third grade of high school are divided into two categories, those who know who Shen Jiachen is, and those who really want to know who Shen Jiachen is. Li Xinyang had just been promoted from the second type of person to the first type of person during the Friday run drill last Friday, so he has often talked about the goddess recently.

"Oops, admit, admit"

No one praised him, but he took the pile of paper that Fan Wen appreciated by himself, and took the initiative to nod and greet the people around him.

"I really didn't expect to be behind the goddess like this, really, oops, I didn't expect it."

"It's just printing and typesetting, and it's not that you are the first in line to marry him, you grind a fart." Zhang Shaoxuan in the back was a little impatient by his chatter.

"If I really want to marry him, then I'm still far away," Li Xinyang didn't know it, and he was humble about himself, "The goddess is so white, I look so black, and our children must not look like zebras in the future." ”

Zhang Shaoxuan drooped his eyelids and looked Li Xinyang's bucket-like figure up and down.

"It's beautiful, hehe, the panda is almost the same."

The Chinese teacher coughed twice, and Li Xinyang's words of counterattack were held in his stomach.

Liu Shihe's composition is decent, and there is nothing outstanding about it. But in the end, it is an argumentative essay of the kind of model that pleases the teacher, the place where it should be compared, the place where it should be given examples, and all kinds of arguments that have moved the whole universe in ancient and modern times at home and abroad are piled up, and I really can't find anything wrong, but-how to say it, every sentence reveals a very perfunctory attitude, at least that's what Lin Shanghan thinks, so the score is just like that, on the edge of the excellent side.

Shen Jiachen's composition is very gorgeous, the form and writing are a little special, the sword is on the sidelines, the strong momentum and the careful logic...... One thing to say, it's really good-looking, and the kind with a long knowledge, anyway, Lin Shanghan himself definitely can't write it.

Of course, there is no Zhu Zhishuang in these excellent essays, let alone Lin Shanghan's own. Lin Shanghan and Zhu Zhishuang are both "closed disciples" of Chinese teachers, and they only uphold a "general" attitude towards Chinese, what good articles can they write, and they hover around 45 with an average score every time, Zhu Zhishuang's score is lower than Lin Shanghan's.

As for Li Xinyang's composition...... How so...... Very...... ......

"A famous person once said that the tragedy of life is that the eyes are high and the hands are low, most people are excited when the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, and they look at the world in fantasy, but they can't have a good talk with their neighbors who have to drill the wall with an electric drill last weekend morning."

Li Xinyang stood in his seat and read his own "model text" with emotion.

The general theme of this essay is "Ideal and Reality".

Luo Jianxiang finally couldn't help but scold: "What a mess, which celebrity, which celebrity?!" ”

Zhang Shaoxuan suddenly turned his head to look at Luo Jianxiang, revealing an unpredictable smile.

"Me, do you have any comments?"

Of course, except for Li Xinyang's essay, which was rated as excellent because the Chinese teacher was not sober at the time, everything else is still very normal. The Chinese teacher told everyone that after each exam in the future, they would select excellent essays for classroom appreciation, and passed down two more papers.

"This is the excellent composition in the Chinese of the last monthly exam, our Chinese group teacher selected five of the best, and the writing is very standardized, you study it, ah, I will emphasize the norms with you. Li Xinyang's essay is too risky, and it is still necessary to be safe during the exam, so everyone reads it carefully to see how others write test-taking essays. ”

The rolls were passed back from the first row, and the sound of waves was set off throughout the classroom. Although Lin Shanghan doesn't like to do test papers, Lin Shanghan likes the sound when it arrives, and with the faint aroma of ink on the papers, Lin Shanghan always feels that the word "sea of books" is particularly expressive.

The waves continued to roll behind Lin Shanghan.

The scroll passed to Lin Shanghan's hand, and the first name that caught his eye was "Cheng Xiang".

Although Cheng Xiang was in the same classroom with him every day, when he saw this name again from the scroll, it still made Lin Shanghan feel a little strange.

The essay of the last monthly exam is a very common material essay in Jiangsu, and the topic requires writing an essay of any genre according to a topic (except for poetry, of course), and the topic is probably that in addition to the increase in the number of library borrowings of successful inspirational science and traditional Chinese medicine health preservation, the per capita borrowing of other types of books is declining year by year.

The other four essays are all about the importance of reading, such as "books are the ladder of human progress", so as to call on Chinese people to read more and change the current situation of declining reading; Cheng Xiang's essay is exploring the question of why successful inspirational learning can go against the trend, that is, the "small incision" type of essay that the teacher has always said (this kind of essay generally has a relatively high score, of course, it is based on the fact that your incision is right).

To be honest, Lin Shanghan didn't understand much.

If you want to get a high score in your essay, half of it depends on your own talent, and half of it depends on the various rules and regulations that the marking teachers have secretly delineated for many years. Although Lin Shanghan has no talent, Lin Shanghan has always been relatively safe in that box.

Just jumping, but she danced in this box. It's hard to understand, but it's moving.

Lin Shanghan read every word, and Lin Shanghan didn't listen much to what the Chinese teacher said, but deeply remembered a sentence quoted in Cheng Xiang's composition.

"The more utilitarian you are, the more mysterious the world is to you."

I don't know why, Lin Shanghan was hit by this sentence.

Before the end of class, the Chinese teacher said earnestly: "I have been teaching Chinese for so many years, and I know very well in my heart that none of you really pay attention to Chinese, because the improvement of Chinese grades is not an overnight thing. Language is a thing, there is talent but no talent, sometimes it is really not hard work can make up for it, it's not just the science you learn that needs IQ, so they all despise language classes. Our Guangming Middle School has always been good at science, so I can't say anything about some of the atmosphere, read these articles, and think about it yourself when it's okay. Alright, let's get out of class. ”

It's been a little late in the past few days, and it's a little busy, so I'll start to return to normal tomorrow, forgive me.

(End of chapter)