"I brought you supper, sister."

Zhang Fan carried a lunch box in one hand and a bottle of water in the other.

Jiang Anqi smiled lightly: "Thank you, Xiaofan." ”

Zhang Fan accompanied her for a while and then went home, and he had to go to class the next day.

……

Kangda has the habit of reading the newspaper every morning, and today is no exception, he is eating fried dough sticks while flipping through the Chutian Metropolis Daily.

"There is a fight in the Middle East, presumably for oil again."

"Adjusting the personal income tax threshold, this is good."

"Huzhong Province has been disqualified from participating in this year's National Middle School Student Essay Finals! What the? What's going on? It was actually revoked? ”

Kangda quickly shoved the fritters into his mouth, picked up the newspaper and read it carefully.

"The semi-finals of Huzhong Province were exposed, and the relevant responsible persons have been dealt with."

"Is education reform full of loopholes, is it right or wrong?"

News flashed from Kangda's eyes, he probably understood the whole story of this incident, it should be that the leak was exposed, but he didn't expect the punishment of this education to be so great?

Kangda flipped to the second page of the newspaper and found that there was a column at the back dedicated to the call for essays.

"Focusing on this Huzhong Body Essay Competition, dozens of judges unanimously agreed that the "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi" in the first round was the most outstanding, and the author of this article is from Hanshui FS County Experimental Middle School."

The newspaper published the full text of this "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi", and Kangda also read this article written by Zhang Fan for the first time.

……

"Trees, so that time has a dimension, so that thoughts become countable."

After reading the last sentence, Kangda had to sigh at the depth of Zhang Fan's writing skills, before he thought that Zhang Fan's writing was not good, but he didn't expect this composition to be so brilliant from the idea to the line.

"The first place is well deserved." Kang Da said with a smile, the newspaper also published the rest of the articles, but obviously not as brilliant as "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi".

There were also a number of judges' comments at the end of the newspaper.

"Xiang Zhi Xuan Zhi" should be the most surprising discovery of this Huzhong Province essay competition, the young author is not very old, but he has a wide range of knowledge, he understands this prose thoroughly, and uses the expression of vernacular to tell this article, the feelings of the author and his wife in the prose can not be depicted in inadvertent details, especially in the last paragraph, why can a loquat tree make all people feel the same way, if the author said, this tree gives time a dimension, so that thoughts have a way to measure."

"Reviewing the past and learning the new, this prose is worth learning from everyone, and the seemingly simple translation actually contains the author's own profound feelings, which is really a rare masterpiece."

"I won't talk about it from the artistic point of view of this article, I want to talk about gossip, as far as I know, the author of this article is Gui Youguang, after the death of his wife, he immediately took a concubine, what is the truth behind the sincerity of this "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi"?"

"Lao Kang, why don't you leave? I'm going to be late for work! Conda's wife shouted.

"Okay, let's go." Conda watched with relish, he tucked the newspaper under his arm, grabbed his backpack and ran out of the house.

When he came to the office, he met Hu Han head-on.

"Mr. Kang, have you read today's newspaper?" Hu Han took the lesson plan, and it seemed that he was going to class.

"Newspapers? Is this what you're talking about? Kang Da took out the Chutian Metropolis Daily in his hand, "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi"? ”

Hu Han nodded: "Zhang Fan is a good seedling, you have to worry about it." ”

……

Zhang Fan didn't know what was wrong, "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi" suddenly became popular, this article was reported in major newspapers, and even appeared on many portals, and the melon-eating masses on the Internet had mixed reviews of this article, and the focus of discussion was nothing more than what kind of person the author of this essay was in history.

However, although there are many rights and wrongs, everyone still knows the author of this article, Zhang Fan, a middle school student from a small county in Huzhong Province.

Teacher Kangda also set up a special class to discuss Zhang Fan's "Xiang Zhixuan Zhi".

"Zhang Fan, is this Gui Youguang really a scumbag?" Zhang Mengmeng asked.

Zhang Fan was looking at the "Huatuo Divine Fang" in his hand, and he forgot where he just saw when Zhang Mengmeng interrupted him like this.

"I think let's just talk about the artistic value of this essay, and don't talk about the author's private life." Zhang Fan said.

Zhang Mengmeng disagreed: "That's not, if the author is a scumbag, then the authenticity of this prose is not high, and there is no such feeling of deep longing." ”

Zhang Fan was speechless for a while: "This ......"

……

The turmoil of the essay contest slowly subsided, and Zhang Fan's life returned to peace.

"I'm back." Zhang Fan came home from school in the afternoon and found that there was no movement at home.

He walked into the bedroom, Jiang Anqi was sleeping quietly on the bed, Lily didn't know where to go, thinking that she followed Zhang Haifeng and Zhang's mother to the Internet café.

Zhang Fan put down his schoolbag, but he didn't expect to wake up Jiang Anqi.

"Xiaofan, you're back."

"Sister, you worked the night shift last night, continue to sleep, I'll go outside and read a book for a while."

"Hmm."

Zhang Fan sat in the living room of the sofa in the living room, thinking about the recent events in his mind, his life was slowly on the right track, and his father's Internet café career was also progressing smoothly.

What made Zhang Fan wonder was that the dean he met in the process of rescuing people in Hanshui City last time should have recognized himself when he was hospitalized with food poisoning. But there's been no news since then, so hopefully that's how it passes.

Zhang Fan came to the study, sat in front of the computer and boarded QQ, which he hadn't logged in for a long time.

As soon as he went live, he received dozens of messages.

Among them was the message sent by Su Ya: "Zhang Fan, I will come to Hanshui City in four days, and I will come to you when the time comes." ”

Zhang Fan calculated the time, Su Ya should be coming tomorrow.

"Okay, welcome Sister Su Ya."

Zhang Fan casually sent a paragraph, but he didn't expect Su Ya to reply immediately online.

Su Ya: "Zhang Fan, I sent a message a long time ago, your reflex arc is too long, and you only replied to me now." ”

Zhang Fan: "I don't often log on QQ, Sister Su Ya, I'm studying, and I don't have time to play on the computer." ”

Su Ya: "...... Forgive me for my embarrassment, when do you have time tomorrow? I'm going to look for you. ”

Zhang Fan: "I'm at home after five o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Su Ya: "Okay, I'll go and get busy first, and I'll talk to you in person tomorrow." ”

Zhang Fan: "Hmm. ”

Zhang Fan closed the dialog box with Su Ya and found that there was another person who had sent him more than ten messages, and that was Jiangnan Beauty.

"Is that him?" Zhang Fan remembered the scene of seeing Jiang Feng in the ward that day, and he clicked on the dialog box suspiciously.

Jiangnan Beauty: "Are you there?" Do you still sell papers? ”

He sent more than a dozen pieces of the same message, and Zhang Fan replied without thinking about it.

"Yes, don't sell, thank you."