Returning to high school, I bound the Xueba system

Because one year old has already become a celebrity in front of teachers, he is used to being often called to the office by teachers of various subjects.

Therefore, the first year of life gradually had no fear of the teacher calling him to the office.

As the Chinese teacher came to the office, the Chinese teacher said straight to the point: "One year old, do you remember what I told you last time, about going to the Confucian Temple as a volunteer?"

Zhou Sui nodded and replied: "Of course I remember, teacher!"

The Chinese teacher spoke again proudly: "My student replied to me, I will push his WeChat to you, and then you two can set a time for yourself."

One-year-old did not expect that the Chinese teacher's efficiency was so high. As soon as I mentioned this matter, it was settled immediately, and I hurriedly nodded and said hello!

Teacher Wang continued: "As for the volunteering, although it is good for you, don't delay your study. You can consider the winter and summer vacations, and you should put your study first! I I have already greeted that student of mine, and he will give you a beautiful internship certificate by then."

Teacher Wang paused, and continued: "Besides, I also inquired about your seniors and sisters in the past few years. They majored in broadcasting and hosting. They can take the green pass. Although it is a bit difficult, you can try it. No matter what If you can do it, feel free to do it boldly! When you were on vacation, you already had an internship experience at a TV station in H Province, volunteers at the Confucian Temple, and do it seriously. These are very good points for your major of."

One-year-old was surprised by Mr. Wang, and he would go to find out about his own affairs. Previously, one-year-old was only puzzled, why Mr. Wang only asked himself to be a volunteer in the Confucian Temple, and reminded himself to participate in the new concept composition competition. He was afraid that he would be burdened. Say it's a school requirement...

At the age of one year, I realized that Mr. Wang was silently planning all this for me.

One year old, with pantothenic acid on the tip of his nose, he said in a sullen tone, "Mr. Wang, I, I don't know, how should I thank you..."

Teacher Wang waved his hand calmly and said: "There is nothing to be grateful for. This is my duty as a teacher. I am also happy to bring you out of the grades. Okay, go back to class. I will return your senior from the Confucian Temple later. There are all the WeChat messages of the seniors who are currently studying in China Communications, and you can talk about what you need to prepare at that time."

One-year-old was pleasantly surprised again, and asked in surprise: "A senior who is studying in Zhongchuan?"

Teacher Wang said proudly: "Your teacher, I have brought out too many 985 and 211 in my life, and the resumption of diplomatic relations in Qingbei is not without it! You study hard for me! In the future, I will try to make you have a chance in my family's photo album. Photos in!"

Zhou Sui nodded seriously, as if making a solemn promise to Teacher Wang.

Teacher Wang said: "Go to study! Don't forget to take care of your entry composition!"

Zhou Sui didn't speak, but nodded vigorously to Mr. Wang again.

Teacher Wang looked at Sui Sui's appearance, and thought to himself - he is such a sincere boy, does his neck hurt after so much effort?

On the other side of the classroom, after Zhou Sui went to the office with Teacher Wang, Ding Nanxing walked to Wang Yanshu's side.

She sighed: "I'm so envious of Zhou Sui! She is really not the same as us! She is really popular! You see, our head teacher, Teacher Qin, is so special to Zhou Sui, and the Chinese teacher is also so special to Zhou Sui."

He also seemed to be a little annoyed and said: "Oh, it's really unfair! When we participate in the composition competition, we have to come back and share it with us when we are one year old. Otherwise, she will eat meat, and we won't even be able to drink soup. Let's start a small stove at the first birthday..."

Seeing the unwillingness in Wang Yanshu's expression, Ding Nanxing added fuel and jealousy: "Yanshu, tell me, is the composition competition a default decision?"

Wang Yanshu was greatly shocked when she heard Ding Nanxing's words, and Nuonuo said, "This...it shouldn't be possible, after all, it's a national competition...Chinese teacher...why? possible?"

Ding Nanxing saw that Wang Yanshu was a little shaken, and continued: "I hope not, otherwise there is no fairness at all. How can we ordinary people stand out?"

Hearing what Ding Nanxing said: "How can we ordinary people get ahead?" Wang Yanshu couldn't help but think of her mother who does housework for others, and her father who runs a big car. Worry about heating bills and property fees.

Wang Yanshu was sad and unwilling to think: Why is there such a big gap between people?

Could this be: the hemp rope is only picked at the fine points, and the bad luck is only picked at the poor?

Ding Nanxing has been observing Wang Yanshu's expression, seeing that Wang Yanshu has been in a daze after listening to his words, and then seems to say something unintentionally: "Oh~ If only I knew what the content of the composition for the first year old was, Mr. Wang If we have greeted the judges, I guess our content is similar, and we can give a high score..."

As long as Wang Yanshu has some common sense, she will also know that Ding Nanxing's words are not true at all!

If the content and style of two articles are highly similar, it will only be judged as plagiarism!How can two similar articles be rated as high scores!

However, Wang Yanshu was not thinking about those things at the moment. She unconsciously recalled the idea and style of the entries that she had shared with herself just after her first birthday.

Then he seriously recalled what Ding Nanxing had shared with himself before, the writing techniques and skills taught by a famous Chinese teacher.

Ordinary people, ordinary people, my parents are ordinary ordinary people, who else can understand them better than myself?

Seeing that Wang Yanshu was deep in thought, Ding Nanxing couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

As if suddenly remembering something, he slapped his head and said, "Oh, Yanshu, I suddenly remembered that I bought a magazine a few days ago."

Wang Yanshu was puzzled why Ding Nanxing mentioned the magazine, and looked at Ding Nanxing in a daze.

Ding Nanxing handed Wang Yanshu a magazine that he had prepared a long time ago, and said with a very sincere expression: "This is a collection of the contestants' works in the H Provincial Newspaper Composition Contest last year. I just bought it. Compositions like this There is no fixed style and topic requirements for the competition, we can all refer to it, you might as well read it, just in time my mother knew that I wanted to participate in the composition competition, so she bought me a copy, and I will give this to you!"

Wang Yanshu had no doubt about him, she nodded gratefully to Ding Nanxing and said, "Nan Xing, thank you, you are so kind to me!"

Ding Nanxing said softly with a smile on his face: "Yanshu! You are too polite! We ordinary people just want to help each other!"