This night, Jiang Fanyue had a strange dream.

She dreamed of a little girl selling matches.

It's a pity that no matter how hard she tries, she can't see the little girl's appearance clearly.

As the little girl froze to death in the cold night, Jiang Fanyue also woke up suddenly.

Outside, the sky was bright, and the sunlight was streaming in through the undrawn curtains.

Jiang Fanyue raised her hand and blocked the dazzling sunlight with the back of her hand, and for a moment there was a feeling of being in a different world.

She sat on the bed for a while, stepped on the cotton drag, and walked out of the living room, wanting to pour herself a glass of warm water, but saw a note pressed by Yao Rong under the glass:

[I went out, there was breakfast in the kitchen, remember to eat when I woke up]

As expected by the Bureau of Meteorology, the heavy snowfall that had been falling for nearly a month finally stopped and the temperature gradually rose from January 12.

However, the legacy of natural disasters has not yet been fully resolved.

Many factories were not able to reopen immediately.

Snowplows operate day and night.

The railway is still not passable.

Seeing that the time for the rematch was getting closer and closer, Song Zhizhi, who was far away in the capital, couldn't help but sweat for Jiang Fanyue.

"I don't even know if I'm happy or sorry." Song Zhizhi whispered to her mother.

A total of five first prizes, fifteen second prizes, and thirty third prizes were selected in the preliminary round.

All 50 players are eligible for the semi-finals.

Among all the players, there is no doubt that Jiang Fanyue is the strongest and the most competitive.

No matter what the reason, as long as Jiang Fanyue can't get to the A big report within the specified time, he will be regarded as abstaining.

With one less strong opponent, Song Zhizhi's chances of winning are naturally much greater.

It's just that if her victory is because of Jiang Fanyue's absence, then Song Zhizhi will feel that she is not victorious.

Mother Song smiled slightly and touched Song Zhizhi's head.

Only children, she thought, would care if they were above board.

For many adults, sometimes in order to win, to win and win better opportunities, even if they use some despicable means.

"Let it be." Song's mother said, "Whether she can catch up or not, you have to prepare for the competition." ”

Yao Rong was also talking to Jiang Fanyue about this matter.

Yao Rong asked: "If you can't catch up with the rematch, will you feel sorry?" ”

Jiang Fanyue behaved calmly: "There will be some regrets, but this is also something that can't be helped." If you can't catch up this year, let's participate again next year, anyway, I'm only in my third year of high school next year, and I still have a chance. ”

Yes, she still has a lot of opportunities in life.

This youth literary writing contest is no longer a unique opportunity in her life that she must firmly grasp.

However, if you can not miss it, of course, it is better not to miss it.

Yao Rong smiled and said his B plan: "If it is January 17 and the train in Changjin City has not resumed traffic, we will ask the driver to drive us to Linxing, and then take a train from Linxing to the capital." ”

Fortunately, on the evening of January 16, the Railway Bureau issued a notice that trains in the province will resume traffic from tomorrow.

At noon the next day, Jiang Fanyue walked downstairs wrapped in a thick cotton coat and carrying a suitcase, and saw that two cars were already parked underneath.

In a car sat Yao Rong's assistant.

In the other car, in addition to the driver, there were ...... The team of lawyers in the fairytale world!?

"The lawyer team is also going to the capital with us?" After getting into the car, Jiang Fanyue asked Yao Rong quietly.

Yao Rong said lightly: "There are some things that need to be handled by them. ”

Jiang Fanyue thought it was a matter of the factory, nodded and didn't ask any more.

Yao Rong leaned against the car door and looked up.

This time, she took the lawyer team to the capital, not for business, but to deal with some personal matters.

- For example, her ex-husband Jiang You.

Counting up, her tragic fate, Jiang Fanyue's tragic fate, and even the tragic fate of the Yao family all began when Jiang You abandoned his wife and daughter.

Some time ago, Yao Rong spent a lot of money to hire a private detective to investigate Jiang You's whereabouts over the years.

The people she invited did not disappoint her, and investigated all the things about Jiang You over the years.

Back then, not long after returning to the city, Jiang You was introduced by others and married his classmate, a female intellectual, who also returned to the city for the college entrance examination.

After marriage, the two soon gave birth to a son.

The family background of the female intellectuals is not simple, with the help of the female intellectuals' father, Jiang You successfully entered the Capital Publishing House after graduating from university, and also became colleagues with the mother of the heroine Song Zhizhi.

Over the years, Jiangyou has had a successful family, a prosperous life, and a decent job......

Almost all the benefits are taken.

But on what basis?

When people do something wrong, they always have to pay for their mistakes.

Not to mention that Jiang You not only made mistakes, but also broke the law.

With the evidence in her hands, a charge of bigamy, Jiang You will never be able to escape.

On the morning of 19 January, Yao Rong and his entourage arrived in the capital.

After two days on the train, even if they bought a sleeper ticket, everyone was tired.

Yao Rong booked a few rooms in the best hotel near A University and let everyone rest.

Especially Jiang Fanyue, she will start preparing for the competition tomorrow, and she must adjust her condition and recharge her energy today.

Soon it was the day of the rematch.

Song's father and Song's mother deliberately took time to accompany Song Zhizhi to A University.

The semi-final was held at the A University Activity Center, and Song Zhizhi's family arrived neither early nor late.

Before entering the event center, players need to sign in at the entrance.

Song Zhizhi deliberately paid attention to it when he signed his name, and found that Jiang Fanyue had not completed the sign-in.

There is still more than half an hour to start the game, and I don't know if Jiang Fanyue can catch up in the end.

was pondering this matter, and a person lined up behind Song Zhizhi, obviously a contestant who came to sign in.

Song Zhizhi sped up the speed of writing, wrote his signature, and handed the signature pen in his hand to the person behind him.

Because of this action, she happened to be able to see the other party clearly.

The other party is about the same age as her.

Short hair with ears and a smile on his eyebrows.

It's the kind of appearance that makes people can't help but feel close at first sight.

"Thank you." The other party took the pen from Song Zhizhi's hand, stepped forward, and leaned over to sign the form.

The handwriting is graceful and quiet, and the wind and bones are inward.

The name of the other party on the paper is-

Jiang Fanyue!

Song Zhizhi's eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously blurted out: "What a coincidence." ”

Jiang Fanyue put down her pen and glanced at Song Zhizhi, with a look of surprise on her face.

Song Zhizhi was a little embarrassed.

She has been paying attention to Jiang Fanyue for two years, and in her mind, she has been friends with Jiang Fanyue for a long time, so after learning that the girl in front of her is Jiang Fanyue, Song Zhizhi immediately felt close from the bottom of her heart.

But Jiang Fanyue didn't know her yet.

Song Zhizhi was racking his brains thinking about how to greet Jiang Fanyue, so he heard Jiang Fanyue take the first step and said, "You are Song Zhizhi, I just saw your signature." I love your book "Please Keep Me". ”

Song Zhizhi was surprised and delighted, and followed Jiang Fanyue's words and said: "I also like your works very much, I heard about the sudden snowstorm in Changjin City before, and I was still a little worried. But there are many good things, and I will wait for the game later. ”

Jiang Fanyue's eyes curled: "Thank you." You also come on. ”

There were other players to sign in later, and the game was about to start, so the two said hello and left.

Jiang Fanyue walked back to Yao Rong's side.

Yao Rong asked casually, "Who is that?" ”

Jiang Fanyue: "She is Song Zhizhi." ”

Yao Rong said: "Like Taotao, I am very curious about what kind of sparks will collide if you compete on the same stage. ”

Jiang Fanyue thought for a while and said, "Wen Wu is the first and Wu is the second, just do your best." ”

Yao Rong didn't say anything, only handed the mineral water and pencil case in his hand to Jiang Fanyue: "You go in and prepare for the game, I'll wait for your good news outside." ”

Unlike the preliminary round, which lasts for three months, the format of the semi-final is very simple -

At noon on January 20, 50 contestants completed their registration and entered the venue.

The organizer will give the contestants a proposition essay, and the contestants will write around the topic, the time is four hours, and the number of words is not limited, as long as the writing is completed within the specified time.

In the evening, the 10 jury members corrected the contestants' essays.

On the morning of January 21, all the contestants gathered again in the arena, and the organizer announced the ranking of the competition and awarded prizes to the winners.

Therefore, in addition to testing the writing ability of the contestants, the semi-finals are more also a test of the contestants' ability to play on the spot.

Seeing Jiang Fanyue walk into the examination room, Yao Rong didn't wait outside, planning to take a stroll around University A.

But before she could leave, Song's father and Song's mother walked up to Yao Rong and greeted her with a smile.

"May I ask if you are Jiang Fanyue's mother?"

Yao Rong stopped and smiled.

Song's father is a businessman, Song's mother is a newspaper editor, and what the two are best at is socializing with people.

In addition, Yao Rong had the heart to understand what kind of person the heroine Song Zhizhi was, and the three of them quickly chatted enthusiastically, and even made an appointment to go to the coffee house next door to drink coffee.

The large hall was large enough to accommodate 500 people.

When Jiang Fanyue walked into the venue, there were already more than 20 contestants sitting scattered in the venue.

Jiang Fanyue found her place according to the seating chart, and as soon as she sat down, she noticed that Song Zhizhi was sitting diagonally behind her, waving to her.

Jiang Fanyue smiled back, gently turning the pen with her fingertips, closing her eyes and recuperating, patiently waiting for the game to start.

As everyone knows, the other contestants around her have been quietly looking at her.

After the results of the preliminary round came out, they basically bought a collection of preliminary round works.

Whether it is strength or fame, Jiang Fanyue is recognized as the strongest among the players.

Not to mention the contestants, even the judges think so.

For example, at this moment, Mei Xiuming, who was the main judge, walked into the examination room with the sealed exam papers, his eyes swept over the contestants' seats, and he couldn't help but pause for a few more seconds on Jiang Fanyue.

Until the time slipped past 12:55, Mei Xiuming opened the sealed bag under the gaze of everyone, took out the exam papers from it, and personally distributed them to each player.

Jiang Fanyue opened the exam paper and first looked at the proposition of this competition-

"Another Me in the World"

If another self lives in this world, what will she live her life like?

Jiang Fanyue stared at the topic for a long time, and quickly thought about deconstruction.

Somehow, she suddenly thought of the dream, the little girl who was frozen to death in the middle of the night.

Almost instantly, Jiang Fanyue made a decision.

Jiang Fanyue picked up the signature pen and pushed open the cap with her fingertips, and she had already begun to write hard when others were still in the ideation stage.

She doesn't even need to think about the structure of the article, because those so-called structures are the basic techniques that she knows by heart and use.

Song Zhizhi caught a glimpse of Jiang Fanyue's movements and secretly amazed, but he didn't panic and still walked at his own pace.

One after another, the contestants began to write.

The whole room was filled with the sound of pages turning and the rustle of pens.

Three hours later, one after another, the contestants handed in their papers and left the field lightly.

Song Zhizhi finished writing the last paragraph and nodded contentedly.

Her performance this time was not bad, especially at this ending, which achieved the effect of lingering and icing on the cake.

Just as he was about to get up and hand in the papers and leave, Song Zhizhi noticed that Jiang Fanyue was still writing.

How long has she written this article?

Jiang Fanyue didn't know how long she had written.

She was just completely immersed in that emotion—

Now I live my life like a dream fairy tale.

The other me in the world, the other me with a different fate, has the life become a dark and dark fairy tale?

Unlike the vast majority of contestants who only wrote one fate line, Jiang Fanyue intertwined the two fate lines throughout the whole process, and continued to progress until there were fifteen minutes left before the submission time, Jiang Fanyue wrote to the end of the article.

For nearly four hours, in the process of writing in one go, she stopped writing and thought for the first time.

Undoubtedly, the end of an essay is important.

Many times, the biggest highlight of a piece of prose even falls at the end.

Some authors like to use the ending to sublimate, some authors like to use the ending to be lyrical, and some authors like to make the last layer of reversal at the end, revealing all the doubts in the previous words.

After a while, Jiang Fanyue finally picked up the pen again, and wrote a short paragraph at the end of the article with slow but strong movements-

"The other me in the world has finally been favored by the god of fate. Welcome you, or rather, welcome me, to the real fairytale world. ”

In the office, Mei Xiuming read out this ending almost word by word, eager to shoot the case.

Before the start of the game, he was indeed full of expectations for Jiang Fanyue, a young player, hoping that the other party could bring him a huge surprise.

But he didn't expect that what the other party brought was more than a surprise.

It's just shocking.

The writing is concise and powerful, the longest of all the contestants, but without the burden of a single sentence.

Even the pleasing degree of the roll makes it impossible to deduct a trace of her roll points.

Finally, Mei Xiuming wrote down his rating.

Out of ten, he gave 98 points directly.

The lack of 02 points is not that there are any flaws in Jiang Fanyue's article, but that this kind of competition has never been a full score.

98 is basically the highest score.

Putting down Jiang Fanyue's article, Mei Xiuming picked up the next exam paper.

It's just that Zhuyu is in front, and this article, which was originally quite good, suddenly seems a little ordinary.

Mei Xiuming casually gave 82 points.

By the early hours of the morning, the judges had finally finished correcting the exam papers.

Ten judges, ten scores, remove one highest score and one lowest score, and the rest is an average score.

While waiting for the score to be calculated, the ten judges sat together.

"How high do you think the score will be for first place?" Mei Xiuming was the first to initiate the topic.

Old friend Yun Yingguang smiled: "I estimate it is between 96-98." ”

Another judge hissed, "Estimated so high? It looks like you also gave a high score of 97 or above. ”

"Also? Okay, I'll bet 97, and if you lose, please have a supper tonight. ”

"Then I'll bet on 97 too."

"I'm also 97."

"It's the same."

The judge who was the first to shout 97 shouted: "Is it interesting, is it interesting, let's bet on 96." ”

Mei Xiuming coughed lightly: "96 is low, 98 is high, and 97 is more reliable." ”

If the other players heard this, they would probably have to cry on the spot.

Some of them don't even have a 96 in their highest score.

But this is very reasonable when placed on Jiang Fanyue.

It is not possible to use two sets of judging criteria for one competition, so the judges use the same set of judging criteria for all articles.

In this case, how can Jiang Fanyue, who has been polishing his writing all year round and is enough to support the sales of a newspaper, not be brilliant?

She is not brilliant, so where does the sales of "Fairy Tale Monthly" and the popularity of "Dancing Little Elephant" come from?

didn't make people wait too long, and the scoring staff hurriedly walked to the judges with the freshly baked report card.

Mei Xiuming took a look, and Jiang Fanyue really ranked first with 97 points.

He laughed and said, "It seems that the result is not as everyone expected, then I will invite you for tonight's supper." ”

Ranked below Jiang Fanyue is Song Zhizhi, who has 94 points.

After the two of them, the third place only has 91 points.

It's a game without too much suspense.

What everyone expects is that there will only be a dark horse that can come out and suppress Jiang Fanyue and Song Zhizhi's limelight.

But unfortunately, dark horses are not so easy to be born.

The organizer's award speech to Jiang Fanyue is:

"The Man Who Hides Behind the Door" uses sensitivity to analyze life and soul to interpret the world."

""The Other Me in the World" is sincere in emotion, profound in thought, and full of vitality and appeal in language and writing."

"This year's Youth Literature Creation Contest aims to cultivate young students to truly feel and pay attention to life. Jiang Fanyue is the player who can best represent the spirit of the competition. Let's congratulate her. ”