Nan Xijing felt that she had finally made some progress in this mission, and it was not the feeling that she couldn't see the end at a glance.

She wrote and drew in her notebook, calculated the time to apply for skipping a grade in the next semester, and felt that it was barely too late.

Nan Xijing plans to write as many articles as possible in the last few months of this semester, preferably before the semester is over, so that nine articles can be successfully hired by the editors of the magazine.

So, she decided to speed up her homework tonight.

I hope to leave more time to ponder the article, and to scrutinize the details of the description and rhetorical devices.

After about forty minutes, Nan Xijing concentrated on writing her homework.

By the time she finished writing the last word, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Stand up and plan to move and do stretching. Step out of your little bedroom and go to the balcony for some air.

As a result, as soon as she arrived at the small balcony, Nanxi Jing was eaten a mouthful of dog food.

I don't know when Mr. Nan went to buy some flower seedlings and flower pots, and at this time, he was using a small shovel to loosen the soil in the flower pots.

Ms. Lu was swinging leisurely on the chaise longue on one side, while supervising Mr. Nan's progress in planting flowers.

"Dad, when are you? I didn't pay attention to the seedlings and pots I bought. ”

"Haha. I can do magic, I conjure it all at once. ”

"Hmph, I don't believe it, it's obvious that you went to buy it secretly. Tell me quickly, Dad, when did you go to buy it? ”

Nan Xijing joked when he heard Mr. Nan open his mouth, with a look of disbelief, his hands crossed on his waist, and he snorted and retorted.

"Okay, okay~ No kidding, no kidding. When you went into the bedroom to do your homework, I rode my bicycle to the flower and bird market to buy it. ”

"Tut-tut, really, this wave of dog food is full."

Nanxi shook her little head and sighed.

"Dog food? Where does dog food come from? Dumplings! You're not going to be a bad guy writing homework, are you? ”

Ms. Lu didn't know that the dog food that Nanxi Jing said belonged to show affection, and she was a little puzzled.

"Hey, hey, hey! I mean, mom and dad, you're showing affection. ”

When Nanxi Jing could speak, he made a gesture to block his eyes with his two hands, and deliberately opened his fingers to leave a slit.

"You little fur child, your father just bought a flower and wanted to raise it back to my old little garden, what's wrong?"

Ms. Lu smiled angrily and spoke.

"Uh-huh, yes, yes, yes! It's just a replica of a small garden, and nothing else. ”

"Slightly."

Nan Xi Jing finished speaking with a smile, and hurriedly ran back to his small bedroom.

On the small balcony, Mr. Nan and Ms. Lu looked at each other.

Since moving back to the family home, it's as if time has gone back to the old days of laughter and laughter.

In the past few days, in addition to going to and from school normally, Nanxi Jing has taken time to write articles on time every night.

Another point is the same as other students who participated in the competition. That is, I am very curious about the promotion quota after the preliminaries of the essay contest.

There is a discussion in the classroom every day, will the number of places to be promoted to the competition be stuck? Or will someone find a back door to make themselves straight up.

Of course, these are self-evident, Nanxi Jing doesn't care too much about these, she thinks that even if she finds someone to go through the back door, it is only a very few, and it is impossible that all the places for promotion are backed by backers.

Therefore, although Nanxi Jing is a little worried, the focus is not here.

Her daily schedule is a little tight, and she only occasionally thinks about when she will be on the list of finalists for the preliminary round of the essay contest.

Teacher Lina, as usual, asked the whole class to carry out a series of targeted composition exercises every day according to the progress of her composition class.

Even if a few students complained, they did not let Teacher Lina reduce the content that needed to be practiced in class.

First, it is because it is about to be the time of the final exam, and some students who do not have good Chinese scores can use the advantage of composition to slightly improve their scores.

Second: It is because the preliminary promotion quota of the essay contest is about to come out, and it is necessary to seize the time to concentrate on training the students who sign up for the competition.

Until the new Monday of the week, the class will be on class.

Teacher Lina walked into the classroom very seriously.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. There is bad news and good news today, I wonder which one you want to hear? ”

"Good news~"

"No, no, no, I'm going to hear the bad news first!"

For a while, the atmosphere in the class began to be positive, and various arguments emerged one after another.

Teacher Lina finally gestured for everyone to be quiet, and asked everyone to raise their hands to choose whether to listen to good news or bad news.

After the selection, the number of people who heard the bad news outweighed the number of people who heard the good news, and Ms. Lina, adhering to the principle of the minority obeying the majority, immediately told the bad news.

"Please be quiet, in fact, the bad news is not particularly bad, it is mixed news for us students."

"Before class this afternoon, I received the latest information from the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office, and there is a 95% chance that our final exam will be advanced this time."

The classmates agreed that this was indeed not particularly good news, and they all began to sigh.

"Don't be in a hurry to sigh, this important news is indeed mixed. We take our final exams early and we can take the winter break early. ”

"I hope that from today onwards. Students in our class can review well, strive to get better final grades, and go home for a good year. ”

At this time, Nan Xijing quietly calculated whether he had enough time to write articles.

Nanxi Jing was thinking about it, and Teacher Lina was already planning to say the second news.

"The good news for our class is that the preliminary round of the essay contest has been released. Congratulations to all the students in our class who participated in the competition. ”

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang. ”

When Ms. Lina finished telling the news, the atmosphere in the class suddenly stretched, everyone applauded vigorously, and some even whistled excitedly.

"Stop, stop, wait until I'm done."

"I especially hope that these students in our class who participated in the essay competition can overcome all the obstacles to reach the finals."

"So later, the teacher may give you some extra writing tasks, I hope you understand."

Nan Xijing and several other students who participated in the essay contest all nodded their heads and expressed their understanding.

"Oh, yes. The list of finalists for the essay contest will be posted on the bulletin board in front of the office building before the end of the class. ”

"If you are curious, you can go to the bulletin board after class to take a look, the number of people in the preliminary round of our school has almost halved compared to the number of people in the preliminary round before. I hope that the students in my class who participated in the competition will continue to work hard in the next competition. ”

(End of chapter)