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I remember that not long ago, Ren Yao from the next door was admitted to university and held a banquet.
The village has been lively for several days because of this!
My envy can be said to be a thorough interpretation of jealousy and envy.
During the banquet, not only people from the village, but also her classmates and relatives all came.
Empress Ren Yao is only one year older than me, but her seniority is higher. So in theory, I want to call her Niangniang, but when it comes to addressing her, I can't say that anyway, because the age difference is only one year after all.
Going forward, next door to Empress Yao is Ren Chunli's home.
This is another lady of my age.
Ren Chunli has a baby name, and it is inconvenient to disclose the details, so I call her Kang Niangniang on weekdays.
She is one year older than Empress Yao and two years older than me.
Kang Niangniang has the best grades, and it is said that she is one of the top five terrorists in Chongyi Middle School.
After the college entrance examination, I chose Lanzhou University.
On the day of the banquet, our junior high school chemistry teacher, Mr. Zhou, and the elementary school biology teacher, all came together.
Mr. Zhou likes the Book of Changes better. When Kang Niangniang was in junior high school, he made a fortune teller for Kang Niangniang.
The hexagram language is: dragon and phoenix among people.
On the day Kang Niangniang hosted the banquet, I also met Yang Xin, whom I hadn't seen for many years.
Although we haven't seen each other for many years, the familiarity of old friends has not changed.
Greeted without the slightest sense of strangeness, sat at a table for a banquet, and then invited him to my house to play for a long time. These are all long-awaited things.
This is how I am, as long as I am tense or stressed, I like to recall some light things.
The college entrance examination is approaching, and I am busy with my studies.
And so far, except for Chinese, I seem to be a little confused.
I belong to that kind of seriously biased existence.
Speaking of Chinese alone, it can be ranked in the grade. Mathematics scores are just a little bit higher than the passing line, which is very unsatisfactory.
English is the worst! Perennial failure. Occasionally, if you are lucky, you can score 80 points.
Li Zong is not much better.
Although my brother's grades are not very good, but because of his excellent Chinese, he was encouraged by everyone to write an article a few days ago and sent it to the school magazine for submission.
Then, like a stone sinking into the ocean, there was no news.
It seems that the language proficiency I am so proud of has become less important today.
"Do you want to buy the school magazine? The new school magazine has been printed!" Several members of the student union appeared at the door. Holding some school magazines in my hand, I am promoting them to everyone.
The so-called school magazine is edited by our own staff within the school.
The content comes from each classmate of each class.
After a few people from the Student Union have collected and sorted out everyone's contributions, excellent articles will be registered in the school magazine.
Driven by the monitor and many class cadres, the students in our class bought more than ten school magazines in total. I also bought a copy.
For no other reason, I just want to see what kind of articles can be selected for the school magazine, and how they are better than me!
After adjusting my mentality, I opened the blue-green paper.
The five-yuan school magazine is all printed on A4 paper and stapled with a stapler, and the production is very rough.
However, judging from the neatness and carefulness of editing the volume, everyone has put a lot of thought into it.
"My High School Life", "Beautiful Under the Sky", "Running Sweat", the titles of each article are vivid on the paper, and there are excellent articles from all classes, and the scope is extremely wide.
It involves all kinds of levels. It's generally not the same as what I started thinking about having a shady scene.
"Story", Class 6, Grade 3, Ren Tao. I actually saw my article! what's the situation? There was a moment of dazed effort, followed by ecstasy.
Are we selected? With excitement, I carefully read and read this plot.
It was indeed written by me, without missing a single word! And the class and signature are mine.
So why didn't you notify me? Didn't it mean that the selected students will be rewarded? You are fucking kidding me! Is this the end? impossible! Are you such a bully?
Why didn't anyone tell me I won the lottery? At least give me the prize, right? All the articles were published for me, isn¡¯t this approach too deep?
"Xiao Pei, look~" Xiao Pei was reading a novel with his head down. When I abducted him, he seemed a little impatient.
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"Read this article!"
"I'll go, Brother Tao is cruel, when did you write it? All the quiet ones have been published in the school magazine." Xiao Pei's eyes lit up, he grabbed the school magazine and read it carefully.
"Hey, Brother Tao wrote well! Well written! Hey, Ye Shuang, you see that Brother Tao's articles have been published in the school magazine." Xiao Pei took the book and moved to Ye Shuang's side.
"Oh! Yes! Let me take a look!" Ye Shuang took the school magazine and read it carefully.
Following the monitor's signal, several students read my article, and the atmosphere in the class was instantly ignited.
"Brother Tao, what award did you win?" Yang Jie ran over and asked.
I go! As soon as I said this, I was angry, and there was no award!
"I don't know anything." I was embarrassed.
"Impossible! When selecting the articles, the president of the student union said that every winner will be rewarded."
"Really, but I didn't, and no one informed me that I won the lottery! I didn't even know."
"Oh, that's it, come down and let me ask for you."
While chatting, several unfamiliar faces walked into the classroom door.
The leader seems to be the president of the student union. I'm also a little unfamiliar.
"Which classmate is Ren Tao?" After entering, the leader said.
"Here!" I raised my hand.
"Oh! Student Ren Tao, congratulations! Congratulations on your article being published in the school magazine. Due to the recent busy affairs of the student union, the winners have not been rewarded for a long time. Today we specially bring the prizes to you. Thank you for your support The efforts made by the school magazine! This is your prize!" He handed over the prize with a smile.
My face turned green when my mother saw this award, and my original happy mood was swept away, so I accepted it with great reluctance.
Another new school magazine!
"I hope you will continue to work hard, write more, and publish more in the school magazine." After a high-sounding conversation, several members of the student council left the classroom.
It is only now that everyone really realizes that our third and sixth class of senior high school has also produced a famous man on campus.
Everyone's excitement, excitement, and various questions were ignited.
Occupied my rest time.
"Brother Tao, you see that you have another school magazine, why don't you give me one!" Xiao Pei said, licking his face.
"No! This is a commemoration of my award, so I definitely can't give it away."
"Then don't you have another copy?"
"I bought that book for five yuan! Let me sell it to you for five yuan!"
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