"The list has been written, and all that's left is to select the essay that wins first place in the auditions." A teacher from Yucai High School said after writing the list for the essay competition auditions.
"We have scored all the essays selected for the semi-finals. We just need to pick out the one with the highest score." said one of the teachers.
"Editor-in-Chief Xin, Editor Xie, among the essays in this audition, do you two have any favorite or promising essays?" At this time, Principal Zhu of Yucai High School asked Xin.
Since the first essay in the audition will be published in Xiaoxiang Magazine, it is not enough for this essay to have the highest score.
Instead, it must conform to the requirements and style of the magazine in order to attract readers.
Therefore, the essay that ranks first in the audition is not decided by their teachers at Yucai High School, but by the editor of Xiaoxiang Magazine.
"There actually is one. Teachers, take a look at this composition and see how it goes?" Xin Zhao said as he handed Zhang Qiurui's composition "Wine" to Principal Zhu.
Principal Zhu took the composition and began to read it carefully. As his gaze moved, his brows gradually relaxed and a smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"This article 'Wine' is indeed very profound. There is not a single word about wine in the entire text, but it uses the description of wine as a clue to connect historical figures, culture, emotions and other levels, showing the multiple meanings of wine in different situations. What is even more commendable is that the language of the article is fluent and the emotions are sincere, which makes people have endless aftertaste after reading it." Principal Zhu spoke slowly, with praise in his voice.
Upon hearing Principal Zhu's comments, the other teachers also picked up the essays and began to read them carefully. The classroom suddenly fell into silence, with only the sound of shuffling papers and the occasional murmur of admiration.
"Since Principal Zhu speaks so highly of this essay, let's make it the first place in the audition." Xin Zhao finally made the decision, with a hint of unquestionableness in his tone.
Upon hearing this, the other teachers also expressed their agreement.
"Principal Zhu, teachers, our Xiaoxiang Magazine will not participate in the semi-finals. You select the works for the finals, and we will come back next week." At this time, Xin Zhao couldn't wait to go back to the magazine. He wanted to compare Xiaoxiang Qingkong's manuscript with Zhang Qiurui's to see if they were from the same person.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work today." Principal Zhu sent Xin Zhao and Xie Yu out of the office and watched them walk away, his heart full of anticipation for the outcome of this essay competition.
This competition is not only an exercise for students, but also an important attempt of cooperation between Yucai High School and Xiaoxiang Magazine. It plays an important role in enhancing the school's reputation and influence.
"Which class is Zhang Qiurui from? This essay is indeed well-written." After returning to the office, Principal Zhu immediately called together other teachers in charge of the competition and asked which class the first person in the audition was from.
Principal Zhu thought it was a student from their school.
"Principal, this student is not a high school student in our school, but a first-year junior high school student in Shaxian No. 1 Middle School." The invigilator, teacher Zhang Qiurui, was amazed after reading the essay she wrote and checked Zhang Qiurui's information.
"It's rare for a junior high school student to write such a profound and insightful essay. She is a promising student. I wonder if she wants to go to high school. If so, she must come to our Yucai High School to study." Principal Zhu frowned slightly when he heard this.
"Principal, just ask the teachers at No. 1 Middle School and you'll know."
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"Editor-in-Chief Xin, are you saying that Zhang Qiurui from No. 1 Middle School is Xiaoxiang Qingkong?" On the way back to the magazine, Xie Yu was still a little dizzy.
Unexpectedly, while invigilating a composition competition, he discovered Xiaoxiang Qingkong's true identity.
The problem that shocked Xie Yu was that Xiaoxiang Qingkong was a twelve-year-old junior high school student.
A junior high school student was able to write many touching, heartwarming and healing novels about the Anti-Japanese War.
Moreover, every work she published in the magazine received extremely high praise and discussion from readers, which was beyond Xie Yu's imagination.
Xie Yu felt that at her age, she was living a dog's life.
"The address Xiaoxiang Qingkong left is the address of Sha County, and Zhang Qiurui is also from Sha County.
Besides, I saw this essay written by Zhang Qiurui with my own eyes. What do you think of it, Xie Yu? "Xin Zhao asked Xie Yu.
"It's amazing! If I hadn't known in advance that the person who wrote this composition was a junior high school student, I would never have imagined that it was written by a junior high school student." Xie Yu exclaimed sincerely, with surprise and appreciation flashing in her eyes.
"So, the same principle applies to Zhang Qiurui and Xiaoxiang Qingkong.
Besides, if we compare Zhang Qiurui's notes with Xiaoxiang Qingkong's, we'll know if they're the same person." Xin Zhao touched the stationery on which Zhang Qiurui had written the essay.
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Zhang Qiurui and his group came to a state-owned restaurant and ordered three dishes and a soup: a vegetable and tofu soup, a pickled cabbage, stir-fried pork, and a bean and eggplant soup. Each person also ordered two taels of rice. After deducting the ticket, they spent two yuan.
"It's only one o'clock in the afternoon, so there's still some time. Shall we go there and take a look?" After the four of them had eaten and drunk their fill, Wang Shi couldn't wait to ask Zhang Qiurui and the other two.
"I knew that just going out for a meal wouldn't satisfy you." Zhou Tan had an expression that said, "As expected."
"Why don't we go to the department store and have a look around. They have everything from food to clothes and drinks. Even if we don't buy anything, it's nice to just take a look." Zhang Mingqi immediately suggested.
"That's great! I still have money. If I see something I like, I might be able to buy it." When Wang Shi heard about the department store, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he patted his pocket.
"I still have some money." Zhou Tan also touched his pocket and a smile appeared on his face, obviously agreeing with this proposal.
Zhang Qiurui shook his head helplessly upon seeing this, but was also infected by their enthusiasm, so he nodded and said, "Okay, since everyone wants to go shopping in the department store, just to kill time."
"Let's go, I'll lead the way." After everyone agreed and paid the bill, Zhang Mingqi walked in front to lead the way.
"Mingqi, have you been to the department store in Xingcheng?" Wang Shi asked when he saw that Zhang Mingqi was familiar with the place.
"When my uncle got engaged, I came here with him to Xingcheng Department Store to buy things. My aunt was here too." Zhang Mingqi explained.
After arriving at the department store, Wang Shi and Zhou Tan were quite excited, and Zhang Mingqi was also a little excited.
Although this was not her first time here, the last time she came with her elders, she felt restrained and uncomfortable.
Even if she didn't buy anything this time at the department store, she was still able to feast her eyes.
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