On Sunday, November 22, the ninth day of the National Cultivation School Physical Martial Arts Competition, students from hundreds of schools across the country gathered in neat squares at the square of Jiulong Mountain Base.
It can be seen that compared with the beginning, the delegations sent by each school basically have fewer people. Some students suffered accidental fractures or other more serious injuries during the competition. After statistics and reporting by the leading teacher, they can
No need to attend the closing ceremony.
Yi Zhiyang and Lotus Sun didn't come.
In fact, Lotus Sun had already woken up, but Mr. Sun from the Huaguo Water Curtain Group was worried and took Lotus Sun back overnight for a more detailed examination.
All in all, this national gymnastics competition ended with a one-sided team show from the 60th Middle School.
Many people sighed inwardly at the drama of the competition.
At the same time, there are also many people who have accumulated resentment in their hearts.
Before the competition started, no one would have thought that No. 60 Middle School would lead the other teams by a large margin in the form of extra points for essay writing.
What about the physical arts exchange competition we talked about!
Wang Ling thought of the previous Spirit Sword Competition with the Fifty-Nine Middle School.
Their spiritual swords didn't have many opportunities to show off, and unexpectedly they ended up making the same mistake again in this national physical training competition.
Life is indeed a circle.
However, the competition is not completely without exciting fighting scenes, such as the peak showdown between Yi Zhiyang and Sun Rong. All the fighting scenes in this game can be taken out and savored repeatedly.
On the playground, Wang Ling looked at the surrounding environment with his peripheral vision and found that many people were looking at him.
He knew in his heart that the reason why he received so much attention was not because of the battle with Nan Yixiu, but because of the essay written by his real alter ego "Crispy Noodles" after the game that made him famous...
Who knew things would develop like this!
Wang Ling sighed helplessly.
…
On the way back to Songhai City on the Sky Fairy Ship, Wang Ling was worried about one thing, and that was whether Father Wang would deduct his pocket money for some reason.
This national competition caused him to get into too much trouble. Now the entire school... no, the entire Ten Thousand Schools Alliance knows that he writes well.
Fortunately, Zhuo Yi knows that he always likes to keep a low profile and does not like to engage in such eye-catching operations, so Zhuo Yi has already spread the news to the outside world, claiming that Wang Ling's composition this time is just a "flash in the pan."
When it comes to writing a composition, as long as there are no mistakes in the words and sentences, it largely depends on inspiration and luck. A person cannot guarantee that he can write a golden sentence all the time. Sometimes a very cool sentence suddenly comes to his mind.
The awesome sentence is really just inspiration suddenly coming online.
However, Wang Ling didn't know how many people could accept this statement.
Anyway, on the way back, everyone on the Sky Fairy Ship admired Wang Ling immensely, especially Tang Jingze, who could almost be described as being in awe.
"Classmate Wang Ling, your composition is so great! You are like a contemporary Lu Shu person!" Tang Jingze carefully studied the sentences in the composition.
His favorite sentence is: "When a grain of ashes of the times falls on an individual's head, it is like a mountain."
What kind of literary talent does it take to write such great sentences?
Incredible, incredible...
The most excited person was Wang Ling's Chinese teacher: Guan Ziqian.
Teacher Guan is a very low-key person and rarely shows his face.
He is a very low-key office worker, and of course, his professional abilities are not to be mentioned.
Guan Ziqian has always criticized Wang Ling's composition. It's not that Wang Ling's writing is not good, but that Wang Ling's writing is too plain! Everything is like a running account, and even the arguments are very old-fashioned! In the examination composition
, Wang Ling's essay can barely be considered above passing grade, but such an essay will never achieve high marks.
So, when this essay titled "Substitute" was exposed in the national competition, Teacher Guan, who usually didn't talk much in the group, actually directly disclosed Aite Wangling's essay.
"@王宁, have you finally come to your senses?" Teacher Guan posted a face-palming smile: "Why do I feel like your essay is like a ghostwriter?"
Wang Ling looked at the question asked by the class teacher. He thought for a long time before replying with two words: "No."
To be honest, Wang Ling felt guilty when these two words were typed on the screen.
When Teacher Guan saw the reply, he was not polite and directly responded publicly in the group: "Then what's going on with your usual compositions? Are you playing me?"
"..."
Hit the mark.
Wang Ling was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat.
Fortunately, Old Antique came out in time to smooth things over for Wang Ling: "Wang Ling is a contestant who occasionally performs well. Teacher Guan, don't worry about it so much." He saw Wang Ling holding the phone with a pitiful look.
I still feel a little sad in my heart.
Look how scared this kid is!
Teacher Guan was obviously joking.
The students he taught wrote such excellent essays in a national competition, which made me feel happy.
He stopped typing and publicly praised Wang Ling directly in the group by voice: "Wang Ling, this fully proves that you actually have potential only if you have writing skills. I suspect that the composition you wrote before may be due to time.
Not enough, I’m too nervous. If I give you enough time, even if you don’t perform as well as you did this time, you can at least have an average or even top level!"
Wang Ling still didn't have the guts to reply.
The reason was that he felt that there was something in what Teacher Guan said.
As expected, Teacher Guan said next: "Wang Ling, there will be an essay competition in the district in the middle of next month. Our teachers in the Chinese language group have been discussing for a long time who our school should send to the contest, so why not just you."
Wang Ling: "?"
Teacher Guan: "This time, it was all your composition that helped our school win the national competition. I don't think the other teachers in the Chinese language group have any objections. People are all forced to come out. Since you have potential, then
You have to put appropriate pressure on yourself, understand? This is for your own good, teacher."
Wang Ling: "..."
He knew that things would develop like this!
…
It was already afternoon when Wang Ling returned to the playground of No. 60 Middle School on the Sky Fairy Ship. Wang Ling was preparing to go home. As soon as he left the school gate, he heard someone shouting on the road: "A grain of ash of the times! A grain of ash of the times!"
"..." Wang Ling turned around and saw a passerby looking at him happily. She was a middle-aged woman who was taking her daughter home from school.
Judging from the girl's clothes, she should be from Qingyun Primary School, which is Xiuzhen Primary School near No. 60 Middle School.
"Have you seen that brother? A grain of ashes in the era!" The middle-aged woman knelt down and said excitedly to her daughter. She had forgotten Wang Ling's name, but based on Wang Ling's essay, the scene was
He gave Wang Ling a unique nickname.
That is: a grain of ashes of the times...
"You should learn like that brother, he writes really good essays!" the middle-aged woman was very excited.
"Mom! That brother is eating crispy noodles!" The little girl pointed at Wang Ling.
"Let's go! Let's buy it too! Eat it! Maybe your shitty composition can be as good as your brother's!" The middle-aged woman became even more excited.