It's not that enemies never get together, this is absolutely true. The 100 finalists were arranged in four classrooms, and Zhang Shanhai and Wu Jianli actually sat side by side.
"Oh, old classmate, I didn't expect to meet you here." Wu Jianli was very enthusiastic when he saw Zhang Shanhai. It's strange to say that three classmates from Zhang Shanhai's junior high school class entered the finals.
Zeng Zhongmin, the head teacher of the school, found out and was afraid he would be proud again.
Zhang Shanhai didn't have a deep impression of Wu Jianli. When he was in junior high school, he always had trouble with him. He was one of the few classmates whom he could name by name.
"Wu Jianli, right?" Zhang Shanhai said, "When I see you, I have a strong feeling of returning to my hometown."
Wu Jianli chuckled, "That's an old classmate. I haven't seen you for a long time. When I see you again, I feel a sense of intimacy."
"No, you can see toads everywhere in the ravines in my hometown." Zhang Shanhai said.
"What does a toad have to do with me? Classmate Zhang Shanhai, you really know how to joke." Wu Jianli's head didn't turn around.
"Somewhat similar to you." Zhang Shanhai said with a smile. Zhang Shanhai didn't like Wu Jianli at all, so he deliberately scolded this guy in a roundabout way.
"Zhang Shanhai, you are so unqualified! I don't know the same level as you, an unqualified student! I know, you saw that we passed the No. 1 Middle School, but you yourself could only go to the Tenth Middle School, and you have been grudges and jealous of us. I
Let me tell you, I am in the same class as Li Kexin!" Wu Jianli said.
"You're good at No. 1 Middle School. You didn't pass the exam. You're so arrogant even if you go through the back door. I really admire you. You must be in the same class with Li Kexin because you shamelessly asked your family to arrange it. Otherwise, how can I say that you are a toad?
?" Zhang Shanhai said.
What Zhang Shanhai said was true. In fact, he had no idea how Wu Jianli did in the exam. The admission notice was sent directly to his home. After Zhang Shanhai finished the exam, he didn't even go to school.
However, Wu Jianli really got into the No. 1 Middle School through connections. Although his grades were good, there was a problem with his performance on the spot. In the end, the whole thing collapsed and he failed in the exam. But Wu Jianli, who is a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the deputy mayor Wu Yongmin, entered the No. 1 Middle School.
It's just a matter of phone calls.
"You're talking nonsense. It's not like you don't know who is good and who is bad in junior high school." Wu Jianli said bravely. He bet that Zhang Shanhai didn't know his actual results.
"It's true that your grades are better than mine. But don't you know that I was admitted to No. 10 Middle School? Even if your grades are better than mine, you may not be able to get into No. 1 Middle School, right?" Zhang Shanhai said.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you. In this competition, I insist on embarrassing you." Wu Jianli said.
Li Kexin was in another classroom. Li Kexin looked in the classroom several times, as if she was looking for someone. After looking several times, she didn't see what she was looking for, so she had to sit down. She regretted why.
I didn't check the venue schedule earlier. At the same time, I was secretly annoyed, "This guy is really stupid. He didn't know to come to me before the game."
The title of the final essay was "Flowing Water". This title made Zhang Shanhai's thoughts suddenly drift to Zhangjiashan, thousands of miles away. The faces of Zhangjiashan villagers and elders appeared in front of his eyes one by one. Zhang Shanhai felt a sore nose.
"Good grandson, when you go outside, you must listen to your mother." Zhang Shanhai remembered that when he came out that year, his grandparents shed tears while sending him off. A few years later, He Ni and Zhang Yunyang were no longer together, and they were both busy with work.
, and have never been back.
After being stunned for a while, Zhang Shanhai picked up the pen and meditated. People around him had already started writing on the paper.
Wu Jianli glanced at Zhang Shanhai who was still in a daze, smiled disdainfully, lowered his head, and started writing quickly again.
"There is a small river at the entrance of the village, called Wuwu River. No one in the village knows how the name of the river came from. It seems that the name has been there from the beginning. But I know how the name of the river came from. Every time
When we walked to the river, we could hear the gurgling water in the river, like a beautiful girl whimpering softly. I thought this might be the origin of its name.
..."
Zhang Shanhai writes very fast. He is completely integrated into the writing. He is immersed in the beautiful scenery by the Wuwu River. He seems to want to completely describe every story of every plant and tree by the Wuwu River.
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The invigilator surnamed Liu walked to Zhang Shanhai's desk and glanced at it, and was attracted by Zhang Shanhai's free and easy handwriting with ancient charm.
"This child's handwriting is really unique. It looks very simple, but it has an inexplicable appeal. But when you look at it carefully, you can't tell what is so good about it. This handwriting is so unique. I didn't know this article was written.
How's it going?"
Teacher Liu stood here and didn't even want to take a step forward. His eyes kept moving backwards following Zhang Shanhai's pen, and he was actually immersed in Zhang Shanhai's world.
When another invigilator, Mr. Ma, saw this scene, he smiled slightly. The invigilation of the essay competition was actually very easy. It was impossible for the candidates to pass down their answers and plagiarism.
"Teacher Liu, it's true. I can be stunned when I read a student's composition. Fortunately, the child is not a girl. If she were a girl, I really can't explain clearly."
So, out of curiosity, he also walked over to see what attracted Teacher Liu here.
"Teacher Liu, why are you so fascinated?" Teacher Ma walked up to Teacher Liu and asked in a low voice.
Teacher Liu looked up at Teacher Ma, then lowered his head and whispered, "See for yourself."
Teacher Ma glanced disapprovingly, his eyes immediately stopped moving, and he stared blankly, "This word is really written..." Teacher Ma found that he couldn't find a suitable word to describe what he was seeing.
This classmate’s words.
Zhang Shanhai's calligraphy is naturally extraordinary. He integrated calligraphy from Huang Shiyin and Liu Daonan, and gradually developed his own style. At this moment, he has completely integrated into the scenery of the Moaning River. In a state of selflessness,
He integrated his Taoist insights into calligraphy and naturally into writing. Therefore, both his calligraphy and articles are far beyond Zhang Shanhai's age and completely beyond the level of ordinary people.
Zhang Shanhai suddenly stopped writing, straightened up, and tightened the black permanent pen holder.
"Why don't you write it?" Teacher Liu couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, write more, write more," Teacher Ma also said.
Zhang Shanhai looked at the Shanghai brand mechanical watch in his hand and said, "The time is almost up."
Because for this final, under Yang Qinmiao's strong request, Zhang Shanhai even paid for Zhang Shanhai. Zhang Shanhai spent his own money to equip himself with the most fashionable equipment of this era.
In fact, Zhang Shanhai wrote quite a lot, and only one piece of paper was left for the competition. Zhang Shanhai did not change a word during the writing process.
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