School grass is always annoying

Li Feng was a little dazed.

Why does it sound like pie in the sky?It seems that 211 can be used casually.

Obviously, with his current grades, he had just touched the threshold of 211 after a long performance in the college entrance examination.

If the idol hadn't told him about it himself, he would have thought the other party was a liar.Isn't recommendation only related to top academics?

It is a great surprise to be a guest at the idol's house today.

I didn't expect that there would be surprises after surprises.

There shouldn't be any hesitation about things like prestigious schools, but this is the first time I really have contact with idols, and instead I want my idols to help me. To be honest, Li Feng resisted from the bottom of my heart.

What's more, he thought about it carefully and checked it for himself... Others are serious about writing something for a retest, but he asks a great writer to help him "check it", isn't this considered cheating?

He usually likes to write, just because he likes it, and the high-scoring composition is just a by-product.

Xiwen's selection of reasoning is already a kind of compromise with reality. He is unwilling to write something and has to compromise, relying on others in order to get a ranking.

Li Feng was stumped.

On the side, the idol is still waiting for his reply.

But if you say "no" directly, wouldn't it be a little ignorant and inappropriate.

At this time, Jiang Nian interrupted, not saving face for his father at all: "He is so good at composition, he will definitely try, but he may not need the help of others. Aren't all literati have their own character? You are a great writer , can't you understand this feeling?"

Li Feng smiled awkwardly.This is what my son can say directly.

Sure enough, Jiang Zifeng was not angry at all.He looked at Jiang Nian, then at Li Feng, and said with a smile: "You may have misunderstood my words a bit. What I said was to put forward some suggestions from the perspective of conception and reality to help you better grasp the theme. Interfering with your expression of specific content. In fact, it is difficult for you students at school to have a deep understanding of society, and the help of your instructor is also necessary for the award-winning works over the years."

That's what it means.Li Feng said: "Thank you, Uncle Jiang. If you need help then, I will ask you to help."

Jiang Zifeng said: "Next week is the preliminary round, and your class teacher will tell you when the time comes."

"Ok."

The topic of the composition competition came to an end, and the dinner table fell into silence again.

Li Feng felt strange, since he didn't pay attention to "eating without talking", how could the father and son not talk when eating?

He had dinner with his grandfather, and there was a generation gap between the two of them like Mount Everest, and they could chat from beginning to end.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more strange.

Jiang Nian never thought that one day he would be needed to find a topic, and the other party would still be Jiang Zifeng.

He asked, "How's your latest book going?"

"The draft has been finalized." Jiang Zifeng suppressed a smile, "The official publication will probably be after the Spring Festival."

He didn't take the initiative to speak because he knew that his son would not let the silence continue in order to cover up.

Jiang Nian said again: "When the time comes, get a copy first, so that the fan next to you will not have to grab it at that time. Anyway, I am at the same table."

When he said this, he had an expression on his face that had nothing to do with him.

"No problem." Jiang Zifeng said to Li Feng: "The publisher will give me a sample before the release, and that copy will be given to you."

This is a special edition.Li Feng said happily: "Thank you, Uncle Jiang!"

Jiang Zifeng smiled and said, "You're welcome."

Jiang Nian's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Li Feng shouted again: "Thank you brother too!"

Jiang Nian gave a faint "hmm", and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

After lunch, Jiang Zifeng told Li Feng some of his writing experience based on specific texts.

Li Feng did not dare to relax at all, he listened intently, and would talk about his thoughts from time to time.

Jiang Nian watched the two literature-loving people attend class.

He felt that it was a pity that Li Feng studied science.

He often observes the same table in class.The same desk study is very serious, the most hated math class, no matter how boring it is, I can focus on it for 10 minutes without blinking my eyes.

But that kind of seriousness is not the same as the current one.

At this moment, there was light in Li Feng's eyes.

It is the kind of love that can only be produced for people or things that are extremely cherished.

Jiang Nian suddenly understood Jiang Zifeng a little bit.

Yes, although it is still difficult to accept, it is understandable——

Just like now, if Li Feng finally gave up writing articles, as a bystander, Jiang Nian would feel sorry.

Because of this kind of love, Jiang Zifeng was so relentless.

Do you love...

Jiang Nian thought about it seriously.

After thinking for a while, he made sure of one thing, that he really had nothing that could be called his passion.

If it is a pity to give up what one loves, what is it to be without love?

Jiang Nian didn't know the answer to the question.

If it was Li Feng, how would he answer?

No, in fact, he has already answered it, as early as when he took himself around the campus for the first time.

Study hard first, then think about other things.

It was similar to Jiang Zifeng's answer.

On the side, Li Feng followed Jiang Zifeng's thoughts and felt that he had opened the door to a new world.

No one ever told him about it.

The famous teachers in F, for writing, are just introducing various techniques step by step.

After the composition class was over, Li Feng said, "I want to go back and sort it out first, combining what I have written before."

Jiang Zifeng affirmed: "It is true that we should summarize ourselves, and regular reflection will help improve our abilities."

Jiang Nian didn't say anything and sent him out of the community.

When Jiang Nian returned home, Jiang Zifeng commented: "Your deskmate is really talented in writing articles, and I like it enough. As long as you persevere, you will definitely achieve something."

Jiang Nian thought, that's natural.

I don't know if it was because he understood Jiang Zifeng, or because Jiang Zifeng praised his tablemate, Jiang Nian felt that it was not so difficult to talk to Jiang Zifeng alone.

Jiang Zifeng said again: "I've seen his report card, he shouldn't be studying science."

Jiang Nian also agreed with Jiang Zifeng's words.

Jiang Zifeng continued: "The composition competition is actually a very good opportunity. Last year's special prize winner was directly recommended to the Chinese Department of Peking University."

After a pause, Jiang Zifeng asked, "Is his family not in good condition?"

Jiang Zifeng, who was born in County F, knows very well that people here generally believe that studying science is the way out for all children from poor families.

Jiang Qingnian said: "He grew up with his grandfather."

Jiang Zifeng said: "Many people have too much prejudice against liberal arts. Academic theory is not the only way to change destiny."

Jiang Nian was silent for a while, then said, "You have to tell him that."

From his point of view, Li Feng probably wouldn't believe it, even if the head teacher said it might not be effective.

Jiang Zifeng said, "Yes."

The next day, Lao Mo informed the composition competition in his class.

"In our school, in the past, only liberal arts students could participate in the selection for the New Concept Composition Competition, because after obtaining the recommendation qualification, science students have many restrictions, unlike liberal arts students who can choose majors at will. This year, the school's policy has been adjusted. Everyone You can participate, especially those students who choose science but are better at liberal arts, you must think carefully, this competition is actually an opportunity.”

"Each class can have five people participating in the school selection, and the school will select the first, second and third prizes from these people, and the five first prize winners can go to the county to participate in the next round of competition. Does anyone in our class want to sign up?"

People raised their hands one after another, and Li Feng was naturally among them.

"Cheng Lin, Li Feng, Yang Jie, Liu Miao. There are only four. Anyone else want to join?"

Lao Mo shouted again, but still no one else raised their hands.

So Class 13 only signed up for four people.

It's no surprise, the chances of winning are slim, and most people participating are wasting their time.

The school's composition selection contest is scheduled for Tuesday afternoon.

Li Feng was very nervous.Although his composition score got the highest score in the school last time, inspiration is too important for writing.

The idol also offered to guide me in writing short stories for the re-examination. It would be a bit embarrassing if I was rejected in the first round.

The composition questions are very simple, not much different from the usual exam composition.

Li Feng finished writing in only half of the three-hour writing time limit.He checked the typos, handed in the paper and went back to work.