Browsing through the entire newspaper, poetry, prose, narratives, and argumentative essays are the majority, but there is no trace of them. As the most anticipated part, there is no trace of it in the newspaper after the first round of reform. Su Wen couldn't help but be disappointed, and his heart was empty.

Regarding Su Wen's doubts, Song Yuanzhi, as the vice president, quickly gave an answer.

"Last time, many members proposed that our newspaper should add a section, which is indeed attractive, and we also agree with this suggestion. In the last call for papers, there were a few outstanding manuscripts, but due to the factors of length and content, those manuscripts did not pass Mr. Li's review in the end! It's a shame and I'm sorry! ”

A member asked, "Yes, what's going on?" I thought the newspaper would publish some of it this time! As a result, none of them ......"

Song Yuanzhi frowned, with an apologetic look in her eyes: "Hey, how can I say it, about the section, if it is to be realized, there are still many problems to be solved, and we will slowly reform in the future!" I assure you that the section will appear in the editorial as soon as possible! ”

"Everyone, don't be impatient, this issue of the editorial has not yet been published, because our newspaper is still in the process of reform, and we will definitely solve this problem as soon as possible! On the teacher's side, as long as we can hand in a good quality manuscript, publishing must not be a problem! ”

Ye Yifeng hurriedly relieved Song Yuanzhi, and as soon as the president spoke, the noisy members below finally quieted down.

Ye Yifeng continued: "So regarding the section, this is also something that needs to be agreed upon at this meeting. For Mr. Li, he gave the following three requirements: one is the length, that is, the length of the newspaper is limited, and the number of words collected should be about 2000 words. If the quality of the solicitation is very good, a separate page can be opened in the future as an exclusive section of the section. ”

Ye Yifeng talked with a smile on his face, and all the members below were fascinated.

"The second is the content, the content should be in line with the identity of high school students, with the healthy growth of high school students as the starting point, and the content should preferably be related to promoting the healthy growth of students. Of course, you can write about reality, and you can also write about unreal ......"

The members of the club couldn't help but gasp, the school's regulations ...... Hey, don't talk about it. If you are really trapped in the condom, it is estimated that there are very few highlights.

"The third is the ideology, the embodied ideology must be positive, carry forward the main theme, not involved in pornography and violence, and not violate * social morality...... Oh yes, the topic of early love can't be written, there were a few articles last time that touched on the topic of early love, no matter how good the story is, it can't be reported! ”

After Ye Yifeng finished speaking, he looked around at all the members, and sure enough, the members were all disappointed and confused.

Song Yuanzhi sighed, propped her head sideways, turned her head sideways, turned to the direction where Ye Yifeng was, and made a sad face towards Ye Yifeng. Several of them are the backbone members of the literary club, and they have long expected the ending of today's chaos.

Ye Yifeng was not in a hurry, smiled tolerantly at Song Yuanzhi's funny crying face, and turned to look at the members, "Don't be discouraged, although there are many difficulties, let's work together and we will be able to solve it in the future!" ”

Su Wen sighed, and Zhang Xiaoli's lost little face already appeared in his mind. Like Zhang Xiaoqi, she likes to read some love stories the most, even the stories of demons and monsters, and Zhang Xiaoqi is also extremely loved.

"It seems that the reform of the newspaper has a long way to go!" Song Yu couldn't help but sigh.

"On the contrary, I think, no, the newspaper is also very good!" Yanagawa looked away from the newspaper, and a faint smile appeared on his delicate face.

"How?" Song Yu was puzzled, and looked at Liu Chuan with a smile in his eyes, "As far as I know, the classmates who like it account for the vast majority. ”

Across Su Wen in the middle, Liu Chuan glanced at Song Yu lightly, and then smiled shyly, "Maybe it's because I like poetry and prose more, I personally don't think so, the editorial is more to my liking." ”

"Like Xiao Li, she was very happy when she heard that our social newspaper reform would add a section, and now... Maybe many people will have the same disappointment! Su Wen showed worry in his eyes, and leisurely expressed the disappointment of most people.

Song Yuyun smiled lightly, "Well, wait for the slow reform, don't worry!" ”

Not long after Yanagawa joined the Literary Society, it was the first time he participated in the plenary meeting, and the whole person seemed excited, and the corners of his mouth often raised a happy smile.

"Hey, Su Wen, you added this article later?" Liu Chuan pointed to the editorial newspaper on the table, and the girl's finger obviously pointed to the position of Lu Hong, the first year of high school (Class 11).

Su Wen panicked inexplicably, and smiled awkwardly, "Yes! This article was really good, I was clumsy at the time, but I'm glad you found out! ”

Song Yu noticed that something was wrong with Su Wen, and stared at the girl for a long time, but the girl showed more and more strange expressions. Twinkle in your eyes, shame? Remorseful? Embarrass? Song Yu didn't understand.

Su Wen pretended not to see the boy's puzzled eyes, lowered his head and pretended to read the social newspaper, his heart was galloping, and he secretly swore that he would never be petty again!

The evening self-study after the monthly exam is usually the students' self-study time. The members of the literary club who were responsible for distributing the new issue of the newspaper were pardoned and wandered leisurely on the quiet campus paths.

Under the warm yellow street lamp, the figures of the three people were stretched to the elder. Su Wen and Song Yu, as old partners, have walked together countless times through the section of the road illuminated by warm yellow street lights, but now there is a Liuchuan, and the combination of the threesome is not against the harmony.

Su Wen looked at Liu Chuan and opened the conversation with a smile: "In the past, when we distributed newspapers, we all held a large stack of newspapers by one person, sent them to each classmate one by one, and two people sent them to a classroom, and it took a long time to send them back and forth!" Thinking about it now, it was silly back then! ”

Song Yu added with a smile: "Hehe, there was really no efficiency at that time~ This semester, according to the number of people in each class registered in advance, I counted the number of newspapers in each class, made a record, and sent it directly to the class leaders when the time came, so that they could send their own classes, which saved a lot of time and effort!" ”

Yanagawa was excited, "It's very convenient, but the way you used to distribute newspapers was very fun!" You can also meet classmates from other classes! ”

Su Wen smiled: "That's right, it's a pity that we only send the newspaper to their squad leader now!" ”

Monitor?

When Su Wen knocked on the door of the first (2) class of high school alone, his voice was soft but forceful and asked to his former classroom: "Excuse me, excuse me!" I am a member of the Literature Club, please come over and get the new newspaper of the Literature Club! ”

Su Wen looked around the old classroom, the former second class was not much different from what he remembered, but what was unfamiliar was the unfamiliar faces of the classmates who raised their heads. After the tempering of the last semester, Su Wen was much bolder, and now he stood at the door of the classroom and looked at the strange classmates, without any fear in his heart.

There are indeed far more boys than girls in the top science class, Su Wen caught a glimpse of Kong Chichi sitting in the second group at a glance, and Su Wen, who was at the former table, also widened his eyes when he saw Su Wen at the door. Su Wen couldn't help but smile, and he was going to use a smile with Kong Chichi to "shout" in the air, but a thin and tall boy's white face appeared in his sight, and the smile on Su Wen's face instantly froze.

Su Wen looked at the visitor and asked, "Second class... Monitor? ”

"Yes." The boy walked to the door of the classroom and leaned down slightly to stare at Su Wen's dumbfounded eyes, "Long time no see, Su Wen." ”

"Long time no see..."Su Wen raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and sorted out the newspapers that had been counted in advance and assigned to the second class, "Give!" Your class's newspaper! ”

"Hmm!" The corners of Ji Heming's lips raised slightly, and the incandescent light of the classroom hit the boy's clean eyebrows, and the eyes that flashed with surprise were clear and calm.

Taking the newspaper handed by the girl with both hands, Ji Heming said politely and detachedly: "Thank you." ”

"No thanks," Su Wen also raised a polite smile and said politely: "If there are fewer newspapers, come and find us!" ”

If there is less newspaper, you can come to her. But she didn't talk about her class, so where did she find it? Obviously, this is another polite remark.

The boy chuckled and nodded.

He didn't ask, and she didn't say. The two greeted each other politely and politely, which really echoed the strange classmate relationship between the two of them from beginning to end.

That faint memory flashed through my mind, it was really dreamy and empty.

Looking back again, Su Wen only felt ridiculous and incredible about the years that he mistakenly thought he liked.

"Su Wen..."

turned to leave, but a boy's soft shout sounded behind him.

The girl stood at the door of the classroom, turned her head, and looked straight into the boy's eyes.

"I'm sorry."

A sentence that was so low that it seemed to rise from the dust flashed, like a low chant, and when the girl reacted, she only saw the boy's thin lips close one by one.

This inexplicable sentence of "I'm sorry", where does it start? After a long period of time, Su Wen almost forgot that time that he "mistakenly thought".

In a trance, I remembered that on the night of the garden party on New Year's Day last year, I met the boys unexpectedly in the unfamiliar theme classroom, there were so many unfamiliar faces between the two of them, and the sad music became the illusory background sound when the two looked at each other. The boy's eyes that want to speak and stop, those eyes full of sadness. She didn't understand, and she didn't want to.

At that time, she had already recognized her heart, and she mistakenly thought that the favor was not called liking.

Therefore, Su Wen looked into the boy's eyes honestly, and smiled like all strangers.

There is never a debt between them.

"Su Wen, what did you just talk to about that boy?" Yanagawa walked from the classroom with a newspaper in his arms and looked at the girl with a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Su Wen came to his senses and said with a smile: "It's nothing! ”

"I thought you knew each other!" Yanagawa continued.

Su Wen glanced at Song Yu beside Liu Chuan, and said softly: "I do know, my classmates in the third year of junior high school." ”

The boy didn't look at her, as if he wasn't interested in the topic, and turned his head away to reveal a detached look.

Su Wen asked excitedly, "By the way, Yanagawa!" How does it feel to hand out newspapers? ”

"I didn't do anything, I just followed Song Yu and experienced it!" Liu Chuan smiled at the corner of his eyes, and his shy face was clearly visible under the light in the corridor.

Su Wen smiled and comforted: "Just go a few more times!" ”

This night, Su Wen was inexplicably happy, and his eyes flashed with a sparkle when he looked at others.