Returning to high school, I bound the Xueba system

The seeds of jealousy and resentment had already been deeply planted in Ding Nanxing's heart, and with the growth of time, this seed has slowly grown into a small seedling that is constantly being cut and messed up.

Ding Nanxing knew that the finalists would definitely go to Shanghai to participate in the final of the composition competition.

And if it is the case that Zhou Sui once again achieved excellent results in the finals of the composition competition, regardless of whether Zhou Sui will be eligible for recommendation, at least in the eyes of Brother Jingtian, he will not be able to tolerate himself...

Ding Nanxing gritted his teeth, pondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone, and called his uncle who was far away in Modu.

Uncle Ding Nanxing, who was sitting in the office here in Shanghai, heard the sound of his mobile phone vibrating on the table. He picked up the mobile phone and saw that it was actually a call from his niece. He actually knows how to call to care about himself.

So he walked to the corridor outside the office, answered the phone with a smile on his face, and said, "Hey! Xing Xing, why did you remember to call uncle? Do you miss uncle?"

Ding Nanxing heard the joy in his uncle and his tone, and thought that what he asked his uncle to do next might have a bad influence on him, so he hesitated...

Uncle Qiao Xing was on the other end of the phone. Hearing the call from his precious niece, he didn't make a sound. Thinking about his niece's character, he tentatively asked, "What's wrong with Xing Xing? Did you get wronged at home? Did you quarrel with your mother?" ?”

Hearing his uncle's concerned inquiry, Ding Nanxing finally couldn't help but said sadly: "Uncle, I didn't quarrel with my mother, but I did suffer a lot..."

Ding Nanxing's uncle, Qiao Xing, immediately asked, "What's going on? Who dares to wrong my niece?"

When Ding Nanxing heard his uncle's words of concern for him, he instantly felt confident again, so he said, "Uncle, you asked me to participate in the new concept composition competition before, and I participated."

Qiao Xing heard the words and said: "Well, this is a good thing! The results of the preliminary competition have been released recently, have you been shortlisted?"

Ding Nanxing said truthfully: "Uncle, the famous composition teacher you introduced before is really good, and I have already been shortlisted for this preliminary competition."

Qiao Xing nodded on the other end of the phone, and said affirmatively: "Very good, this is a good thing. I will find a way to find someone to operate the semi-finals. You don't have to worry."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "You said that you have been greatly wronged, what are you talking about?"

Ding Nanxing didn't answer his uncle's question directly, but asked instead: "Uncle, I have a doubt about the recommendation you mentioned to me earlier."

Qiao Xing heard what his niece said, and asked, "What doubts do you have?"

Uncle Ding Nanxing took the initiative to ask, so he continued to ask: "Uncle, if my classmates and I are both shortlisted at the same time, then the recommendation you mentioned earlier, for the contestants from the same school, will the universities that can be recommended be the same? Make comparisons and then select the best for admission?"

Uncle Qiao Xing immediately understood what the niece was referring to after hearing what the niece said, so he asked: "Are there any students in your class who participated in this composition competition with you? How is his usual writing level?"

Naturally, Ding Nanxing didn't dare to tell his uncle that not only did his classmates participated in this composition competition like him, but including himself, three people from his class were shortlisted in this composition competition.

And one of the shortlisted people asked her uncle to recommend a famous composition teacher to guide her.

It is estimated that if uncle knew the truth, no matter how much he pampered himself, he would feel that he was shooting himself in the foot.

I could only bite the bullet and answer my uncle's question: "Uncle, besides me, there are two other students in our class who have been shortlisted."

Uncle Qiao Xing asked in surprise on the other end of the phone: "What do you mean? There are three people in your class, right?"

Ding Nanxing gave a soft "hmm" on the phone.

Uncle Qiao Xing was on the other end of the phone, very puzzled, and said to himself: "Is the standard of the current composition competition too low? Or is the level of the current contestants too high? There are actually three people in your class who can be shortlisted." In the finals, this matter is a bit difficult to handle!"

Hearing that his uncle Qiao Xing was in trouble there, Ding Nanxing didn't dare to mention that he introduced Wang Yanshu to a famous composition teacher for help. After thinking about it, he began:

"Uncle, there is a situation. I think it is necessary for me to tell you. Maybe there is a turning point for this matter."

When Uncle Qiao Xing heard what his niece said, he didn't suspect him, and urged, "Tell me and listen, I'll think about what to do about this."

Ding Nanxing continued: "Uncle, among the other two finalists, one of them imitated the other's writing style and writing technique, and the person who imitated recently is still following the writing style and technique of the imitated person. , for writing training, uncle, look at this..."

Even for his own uncle, Ding Nanxing would leave three points behind.

When Ding Nanxing mentioned this matter just now, Uncle Qiao Xing had infinite reverie.

Qiao Xing asked suspiciously: "Xing Xing! The imitated and imitated person is not you, is it? Have you ever imitated?"

After listening to his niece Ding Nanxing insisting that she didn't have one, Qiao Xing couldn't help but asked again: "Then how do you know this matter so clearly?"

Ding Nanxing was at a loss for words, and said calmly, "I just happened to know..."

Uncle Qiao Xing naturally put his niece's interests first, so he firmly said: "It's okay, I will leave this matter to me, and I will find someone to run it. Don't worry about it. It’s really not possible, there’s still next year! Anyway, I appointed you to come to our school..."

Uncle Qiao Xing was trying to comfort him, but Ding Nanxing sternly said on the phone: "No! Uncle! Can't wait until next year!"

Uncle Qiao Xing, hearing the rare sharp tone of his niece, asked strangely: "Why are you in such a hurry? Why not next year?"