In the morning reading class, Teacher Xiao Han did not appear, which is absolutely abnormal, because this girl is serious and has never come to the class to take a look at the entire morning reading class.

It turned out that there was a reason, and when Mr. Xiao Han reviewed the essay, he found that two good essays with similar titles and completely different contents were more than 500 words, and they could be taken to the fifth grade.

Then she took these two essays and asked her seniors, that is, the head teacher of Class 35 and Teacher Huang, the winner of the advanced teacher for several years.

Ms. Huang also teaches Chinese in her early 40s, she wears glasses with high myopia, she is tall and thin, she is one of Huang Han's most respected teachers.

If it is still the previous trajectory, Huang Han broke away from the clutches of Jiang Fatzi after the fourth grade class and became a student of Teacher Huang.

Then Huang Han progressed from an inferior student to a middle student, and Mr. Huang followed the class, and continued to teach Huang Han in the fifth grade.

At this time, Huang Han was a little enlightened, his grades improved by leaps and bounds, and he became an excellent student for the first and only time in his life before graduating from primary school.

Teacher Huang also saw a good composition at this time and wanted to share it with others, she took the two composition texts brought by Teacher Xiao Han, and showed Shen Xiaorong's composition text to Teacher Xiao Han.

Just a moment later, Teacher Huang was a little moved, and she asked, "Is Huang Han the student who tells stories to his classmates every day, and this midterm exam is only one point short of double hundred?"

"Yes, this kid should be excellent in character and learning, he is helpful, enthusiastic about serving the class, these are all things I have seen with my own eyes, I always wonder why he is not even a Young Pioneer?"

"There is such a thing? It is unreasonable that such a good child should be treated so unjustly! His essay is very well written, it is simply impeccable, but I always feel that there is something missing behind the gorgeousness. ”

"Teacher Huang, you are amazing, I think so, you can take a look at Zhang Chunmei's essay again. ”

After a while, Mr. Huang smiled and said, "I understand what is missing in Huang Han's composition." ”

Teacher Xiao Han immediately said: "Simple!"

"That's right! It's simple, although Zhang Chunmei's composition lacks gorgeous rhetoric, but it reveals its true temperament, which can be described as unpretentious.

Although Huang Han's composition is carved in powder, it is inevitably too ingenious, and it is not natural at all. ”

"Mr. Huang, which article do you think is better?"

"I came to score Zhang Chunmei's article first, although Huang Han's composition skills are thick, they are slightly inferior, alas! The gap between Shen Xiaorong's composition in our class this time is too big. ”

Saying such words, Mr. Huang, who really loves his students, actually has some regrets in his heart.

Shen Xiaorong is her favorite student, of course she expects this child to be able to excel every time, but two children suddenly appeared in the next class to crush him, how can Teacher Huang be embarrassed?

Teacher Huang said: "Teacher Han, can you lend me these two essays for a lesson, I am going to use them as model essays for awards, and it also encourages the third and fifth classes not to be complacent, otherwise they will be caught up by the third and fourth classes, or even surpassed." ”

"Hmm!Hmm! Or you are smart, no wonder the class you lead is always the first in the whole grade, I don't know how much knowledge I learned with you!"

"Teacher Han, don't be presumptuous, I have a terrible feeling when I see you!"

At this time, of course, Huang Han didn't know that if he wrote an essay casually, he would write the lyrics of "In That Distant Place" to Chengwen Pavilion.

Cheng Wenge watched from the sidelines, and asked Huang Han if there were words he didn't know and sentences he didn't understand.

Seeing that Cheng Cultural Revolution was interested in lyrics, Huang Han was of course willing to give him a good explanation of the lyrics.

After the morning reading class, Zhang Chunmei also got the lyrics of "Olive Tree".

After a while, the three girls sang "Don't ask me where I'm from, my hometown is far away......"

It was so good that the whole class refused to make a sound, and listened silently, and the classmates from the next class came to watch again.

What's wrong with the third and fourth classes, one after another? The students in the third and sixth classes have begun to complain that they don't have a good class leader.

The students in the third and fifth classes were okay, and they unanimously asked the class leader to take a few students who sang well to the third and fourth classes to learn the song, and asked for the lyrics for everyone to copy.

Shen Xiaorong heard Huang Han sing this song, and with her understanding of music, she thought that she sang much better than Zhang Chunmei.

She generously came to Huang Han and said, "Huang Han, can you give me a copy of the lyrics of "The Olive Tree"?"

"No problem, here you go!"

Of course Huang Han wanted to give Shen Xiaorong's face, just a copy of the lyrics, and immediately gave her a copy.

"Thank you! I really want to learn this song, can I hear you sing it again?"

"It's going to ring the bell soon, I'm afraid it's too late, and I have to brew emotions and invest emotions in singing, I can't sing well in a hurry, or, I'll sing it to you again before telling the story at noon today?"

"Well, you're right, I'll listen and study hard at noon!"

Shen Xiaorong left, Xiao Qiang's little Lori was not happy, stretched out her little hand, and said, "Why didn't you give me the lyrics?"

"You don't seem to like singing, why do you want lyrics?"

"I also want to learn this song, and I want to learn it seriously, do you want to give it to me?"

Little Lori had the posture of turning her face, Huang Han hurriedly gave her a copy, and she smiled.

The class bell rang.

The first class of the third and fifth classes on Monday was Chinese, and Mr. Huang temporarily decided to award the essay, and the students were stunned when they opened their mouths.

Because Fan Wen is not commonplace, Shen Xiaorong, the overtime leader of the school bully, but the class next door, or two articles.

Unconvinced, disdainful, the students of the third and fifth classes are proud, because they are the kings of the third grade, and they basically contracted the first place in the grade.

But after Mr. Huang read Huang Han's composition, no one was unconvinced, not only because the composition was really well written, but also because he was the king of stories.

Next, Mr. Huang read Zhang Chunmei's essay and asked the students to discuss it and analyze it, pointing out that although Huang Han's essay is fluent, layered, and gorgeous, it lacks true feelings and should be slightly inferior to Zhang Chunmei's composition.

The classmates of the third and fifth classes were convinced, Shen Xiaorong was really hurt, she was proud, and she was unspeakably sad to be compared by her classmates.

After class, Teacher Huang also deliberately learned about Huang Han's situation, and then discussed with Teacher Xiao Han: "Huang Han's child is excellent in character and learning, and he has to set up a stall at the door of the cinema to sell tea eggs at night in order to make a living, we should help him." ”

"Teacher Huang, I thought of it with you, I've been thinking of a way, but I feel like I can't do it, that kid has strong self-esteem, and he won't take it at all if I give him money and food stamps. ”

Then we have to help him, you are the head teacher of the third or fourth class, you can ask the principal to apply for Huang Han a subsidy for a special poor student, and I will go to the principal's office to reflect on this child's situation later. ”

"Go to the principal?" Xiao Han, a young teacher who had just arrived, hesitated.

Teacher Huang smiled: "It's okay, you can take these two essays to report the good news, and ask the principal if you can send them to the editorial department of "Juvenile Literature and Art" in the name of the school."

Even if there is an essay that can be published, it is a great honor for the school!"

After all, Mr. Huang has been teaching for more than 20 years and has rich experience, so he knows that sending it in the name of the school is more important than sending it personally, and he has come up with a good idea that may be a win-win situation.

Teacher Xiao Han's eyes lit up when she heard this, she was full of emotion, she felt that she was so lucky, if she could really win honor for the school, she would definitely be valued by the school in the future.

She hurriedly nodded in agreement, and just as she was about to leave, Teacher Huang said again: "It is estimated that the principal doesn't need you to open his mouth after reading these two essays, he will definitely ask about the situation of these two children, and then your truthful reaction should be a matter of course." ”

"Uh-huh, Mr. Huang, thank you!"

"You're welcome, it's our job to teach and educate people, and it's a must to care about students!"