The Freshman Cup Essay Contest is an important competition for freshmen, and it is also the first competition for freshmen to show their strength, but this competition pays more attention to literary essays, so it is still a competition for a small number of people.

"If you win the Gold Award, you will have the opportunity to lean forward from Class 14 and jump to the top 8 class." The head teacher pushed his glasses and emphasized solemnly.

"I don't know how good your writing is, but it's an opportunity to practice, so I hope that everyone who is interested in this aspect will be able to participate." The head teacher glanced at Du Ruo, who was holding his cheek with his left hand and turning the pen with his right hand, a little angry, why was this guy so careless.

"The competition is in the lecture hall tonight, if you have already registered, please enter on time at 7 o'clock." After the head teacher finished speaking, he announced the end of class, and the official start of classes was in the next week, so there will be no classes this week, most of them are self-study in the classroom, etc., students who are not interested can also go back to the dormitory or go home, but most people still choose to stay in the classroom to prepare, and studious is the characteristic of students in this school.

Seeing the head teacher walking towards him, Du Ruo put on a good look, but there was not a single book on the table.

"How? Have faith? Teacher Chen bent down and propped up the table with both hands, Du Ruo nodded hurriedly, looking confident, and motioned to the head teacher to put ten thousand hearts.

"Really." The head teacher shook his head, turned to leave, and muttered in his heart, "I can't be wrong...... Probably have faith in the name, alas. ”

"Boss!" The little fat man poked out a round head from outside the door and looked smiling, which made Du Ruo feel a little strange.

"Didn't you kid hold back any good fart?" Du Ruo got up and walked to the door, and the little fat man began to laugh evilly.

"Hey, boss, I signed up for this essay contest too." The little fat man patted his chest.

"You? You can digress from writing a picture and a speech, and you also participate in an essay contest? Du Ruo laughed out loud.

The little fat man feigned anger and said, "Boss, I'll let you cut your ass with a knife tonight!" ”

Du Ruo was stunned: "What? ”

"Open your eyes!" The little fat man straightened his chest and smiled.

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"One Party"

Seeing the title of the essay competition, Du Ruo shook his head with a smile, Gu Peng estimated that it was enough.

One side of heaven and earth, or one side of human affection.

It's not bad to be on the safe side.

Two hours later, the little fat man found Du Ruo at the door.

"Boss, this topic is so simple!" The little fat man boasted about Haikou, claiming that the gold medal would have its own share.

Du Ruo couldn't help laughing, he knew Gu Peng's composition level clearly, and it belonged to the master who wrote the second half of the sentence and didn't know what the first half of the sentence was.

"Ding Dong~"

Suddenly, there was a sound in Du Ruo's trouser pocket, Du Ruo was startled, turned around and ran to the toilet.

"I remember that there was a mute...... Odd. Du Ruo took out his mobile phone, it was a WeChat message, and someone applied to add friends.

"Hello junior brother, I'm Le Chen, and I'm your friend."

Du Ruo agreed, turned on mute, and turned off the network by the way, so he put his mind at ease and went out.

In this school, mobile phones are strictly forbidden to be brought into the school, and if they are found more than twice, they will be forcibly discouraged, and the mobile phones will also be confiscated and will not be returned until graduation.

"Hey, boss, I hear you." The little fat man smiled evilly, "Who sent you the message?" ”

"Jack Ma, let me pay it back." Du Ruobai glanced at the gloating Gu Peng, "Say, what benefits have I given you." ”

"Huh? Boss, what's the benefit? The little fat man looked innocent and puzzled, and finally received another slap in the head.

"The whole school has my WeChat, don't pretend to me."

The little fat man innocently touched his head and said: "Boss, people say that Luohua is intentional, no matter how ruthless you are, you can't ignore others, besides, I'm for the beauty of adults, how can I get any benefits!" ”

"Do you have to drag the idiom with me when you write an essay tonight?" Du Ruo was also amused.

"Hey, hey, go home!"

……

"Du Ruo, are you there?"

"Is there something wrong with Senior Sister?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

...... "No. ”

"So, do you have a girl you like?" ……

"Nope."

"Okay, good night."

“……”

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The results of the club interview came out quickly, and Du Ruo received a notice of approval, and a meeting would be held in the office at three o'clock in the afternoon, which was the first meeting of club members.

Originally, there were only seven members of the entire literary club, divided into the editorial department and the organization department, and the organization minister was also the only male student, so when he saw Du Ruo, he was very pleased to pat Du Ruo's shoulder: "Little brother, finally our literary club can have a second man, and the burden on our shoulders can be a little less in the future!" ”

"Go! Isn't it just that you are usually asked to do some work? What a burden is not a burden! The president pulled the head of the organization back, cleared his throat, and looked around the eight or nine future new members who came to the meeting before he began to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, and that junior, hello, I am the president of the Literature Club, Fang Qingying."

"Hello everyone, I am the head and vice president of the editorial department of the Literary Society, Xu Lanlan."

"Hello everyone, I am the head of the Organization Department and vice president of the Literary Society, Wang Bin."

……

After the old member introduced himself, it was the new member's self-introduction, but the new member Du Ruo didn't remember any of them.

However, that senior Wang Bin, who has more than 1.9 meters, is half a head taller than Du Ruo, and he often has a smile on his face, looking very approachable, which made Du Ruo very good when they met for the first time.

"Brother, no one usually comes to the office of our literary club, you can also come here whenever you want to play with your mobile phone, there is air conditioning and WiFi, what do you want." Wang Bin took advantage of the president's speech to quietly sit next to Du Ruo and said quietly.

"Haha, okay." Du Ruo also smiled.

"So that's all I'm going to talk about, do you have any questions?" The president stared at the new members.

After about 10 seconds of awkward silence, the president called the meeting to end.

"Did you bring your phone?" Wang Bin pulled Du Ruo again.

"I didn't ...... Bring. Du Ruo still told the truth.

"Add a friend." Wang Bin naturally took out his mobile phone, and Du Ruo felt that this might really be a paradise for members of the literary club.

"Oh, good!" Du Ruo also took out his mobile phone, but found that someone happened to apply to add friends.

Just now, President Fang Qingying asked the new members to write down the QQ group number of the Literature Club, Du Ruo didn't bring a pen and paper and directly took out his mobile phone and added it, but he didn't expect that there were already classmates in the group who added their friends.

"Xiang Qingmin"

"Headache......" Du Ruo had no choice but to agree, and he would be a classmate of the same club in the future.

……

"Lin Youlan?" Du Ruo looked at the figure waiting at the door of the classroom in surprise.

Lin Youlan looked at Du Ruo in a daze, and slowly spoke: "He told me that he broke up." ”

The corners of Du Ruo's mouth twitched, but he didn't expect that Gu Peng's money was really useful.

"Wouldn't it? It's only been a few days. Du Ruo had a surprised expression on his face, and Lin Youlan suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart, as if she was gloating.

"Hmm."

Du Ruo grabbed his hair and said, "Then why are you coming to me?" I'm not going to comfort anyone. ”

"I ......" Lin Youlan stopped talking, "You borrowed a book from me last time, and now I'll return it to you." ”

Lin Youlan handed the book he was holding in his arms to Du Ruo, he took it and looked at it, smiling, it was "Shisheng", I really missed it.

Back then, Du Ruo wrote it over and over again in his not very good-looking font, wasting a bunch of letter paper, and finally wrote a more satisfactory love letter, and stuffed it into a copy of Keigo Higashino's "Shisheng" with hope, and sent it to Lin Youlan's hands, but the hope was lost, and the mud cow entered the sea without moving, as if it did not set off a trace of Lin Youlan's heart.

"This is my favorite book, thank you." Du Ruo said with a smile.

"Hmm...... It's okay, it was yours. ”

"Anything else?"

"No, I'll go back first." Lin Youlan shook her head and ran away.

"Shisheng", ah......" Du Ruo opened the title page, his youthful signature was still on it, and a small sentence of unsightly words was written on the lower line.

Lin Youlan, I like you.

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