The requirements are not high. The writing should be fluent and easy to understand, and preferably catchy. It should also contain the principle of seeing the big picture from the small.
Sun Ye was at a loss for a moment. She would wait until tomorrow when she went to the library to look at other people's articles before she could start writing. Of course, this does not mean plagiarism. Plagiarism is a very shameful act, and Sun Ye hates it.
Let's put the open source writing aside and think about it tomorrow. The most important thing now is to preview the content of tomorrow's class. After a day of beatings, Sun Ye deeply understands the importance of previewing.
If you don’t want to listen to the incomprehensible book in the dark, you have to prepare in advance.
Ma Qiuhong saw Sun Ye reading a book and hesitated for a moment. She didn't know whether she should ask Sun Ye. She didn't understand a lot of what was said in class today. The teacher spoke too fast and she didn't write down some of it.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to move to Sun Ye's side and stood on Sun Ye's right side. He picked his fingers together, his knuckles had turned white, and opened and closed his mouth, but no sound came out.
Sun Ye noticed that the light on the right had dimmed a little, and without noticing Ma Qiuhong, he moved to the side, thinking that there would be no shadow.
As she moved, the shadow followed. Sun Ye then raised her head. To be honest, her eyelids twitched when she saw Ma Qiuhong standing next to her in a daze.
He secretly calmed his pounding heart, suppressed his anger, and asked calmly, "What's wrong with you?"
She also understood Ma Qiuhong's personality. She would not ask for help unless the matter was extremely difficult. Most of the time she would just handle the problem slowly on her own.
"Sun Ye, can you lend me your notebook? I don't have all the notes..."
Her voice was choked up as she spoke. She was not afraid of Sun Ye, but was ashamed of her own incompetence.
I finally got into a good university, but I just couldn't study well. I feel sorry for my parents and myself. The more I think about it, the sadder I feel.
Sun Ye was a little confused. "You just want to borrow the notes? Why are you crying for no reason? Her tone of voice was fine just now, and she didn't mean to her."
"Don't cry. If you cry, I won't lend you the money."
"Can our different class notes be used interchangeably? Is the class process the same?"
Although Sun Ye asked this, her hand had already flipped through the notebook in the pile of books. She didn't need the notebook for the time being, so she could borrow it to take a look.
"I... I'm not crying." Ma Qiuhong stopped crying. She knew that Sun Ye was a man of his word. If she didn't do as she said, she might not be able to borrow the notebook.
"Here, I give you the notebook. Just make sure you return it to me tomorrow morning."
Sun Ye handed over the notebook and told Ma Qiuhong very seriously that she could borrow it because they were roommates.
Ma Qiuhong took it with great care, bursting into laughter, and kept thanking Sun Ye: "Sun Ye, thank you, you are such a good person."
"Don't worry, I'll return it to you as soon as I finish copying it. I'm very quick."
Sun Ye was given a good guy card and thought to himself that if Wang Qingqing knew this, she would probably sneer at him.
She is not an easy person to talk to.
Shake your head, stop thinking about other things, and just focus on reading.
This was the only small incident that happened that night. Sun Ye's plan was not disrupted. He prepared for class on time and went to bed on time. Tomorrow will be another energetic day.
The class was held as usual, and the lecture speed was the same as yesterday, perhaps even faster than yesterday. Yesterday Sun Ye was still at ease, but today he was a little flustered, but generally he was still able to keep up.
But all the students in the class had bitter faces, and even though they had been prepared they still couldn't keep up, which was a bit difficult.
"Who are you doing this for? You don't have to do it for me. I won't slow down. To be honest, this is still a bit slow. If you have time to make a face, you might as well write a few more words or memorize a sentence. It's better than anything else!"
The counselor put down his book, leaned forward, adjusted his reading glasses, and with both hands on the podium, he looked at the pale and ugly students below one by one, and said with some regret:
"Do you know how rare it is to get the chance to go to university? Even after rushing through millions of people to get to Shuimu University, you can't let your guard down. If you do, your willpower will crumble, things will get worse and worse, and you'll end up accomplishing nothing..."
"Think back to when we were in college, we desperately wanted to pry every word out of our teachers. But now, look at you, are you worthy of your parents, your teachers, and all those of you who studied late into the night?"
"That's all I have to say about education. As for how you do it, that's up to you."
"I can only warn you one thing: if you don't die from studying, then study until you die!"
There was a moment of silence in the classroom, and Sun Ye was secretly thinking, has she worked hard since entering university? Has she studied hard?
She tried hard and studied hard, but she didn't study with all her might. The intensity might not have been as great as the year before she took the college entrance examination.
What led to her behavior? It was because she discovered that some of the content she learned in college had been inadvertently taught by her teacher before, which led to a secret sense of pride in her heart.
It is hard to say that there is no reason for this. It is more likely that she was too proud and was immersed in the endless compliments from the forward team and indulging in the fact that her classmates said that she was the young genius who ranked first.
She hasn't reflected on herself every day yet.
After class, Sun Ye was still sitting in his seat in a daze, without turning the pages of the book in his hand. He came to his senses, blinked suddenly, and looked around again.
The classmates around me, both male and female, young and old, all worked harder, and the learning atmosphere was even more intense than before. They truly did what the counselor said: as long as you don’t die from studying, study hard.
Since everyone is working so hard, why would she back off and not work harder? She can't hold everyone back.
After a quick lunch, Sun Ye and Wang Qingqing rushed to the library. They didn't want to waste the two hours at noon. Racing against time was the most fun.
Sun Ye first found the newspapers, but two or three were missing. They must have been taken away by other students.
Sun Ye was not greedy and took two copies into the library. Although she could not borrow books from the library now, she could still read them inside.
The main purpose of this trip is to see how others write articles and to look at the writing patterns.
If possible, her manuscript will be accepted by the publishing house. Not only will she receive royalties, but she will also not have to ask Sun's parents for money.
It is one thing for Sun's parents to be willing to give, but it is another thing for her to ask for it. She admitted that she was a little proud and could not bring herself to ask for it.
A reasonable source of income seems particularly attractive at this time. After receiving royalties, she might be able to buy something for Sun's parents as a gift to them.
Of course, the premise of all this is that the manuscript is accepted by the publishing house and that you cannot neglect your serious studies.
Otherwise, there is no need to discuss anything!
So before reading the newspaper, Sun Ye first read the book and reviewed the content to be taught in the afternoon, trying to keep up with the teacher's unconventional thinking mode.
Then he opened the newspaper and glanced at the articles written by others, section by section. Most of them praised the working people and extolled various virtues, and were both red and professional.
Keeping up with current events, Sun Ye immediately came up with a good entry point in his mind: the spirit of hard work and study of contemporary college students.
It is close to my own life, and I use myself as a reference for the material, and I polish it with my writing. I believe it will be very outstanding.
She had already imagined in her mind that her manuscript would be snapped up by publishing houses. This dream was so beautiful that she couldn't help but imagine all kinds of small bills flying into her pocket like snowflakes.
My head is full of racing!
But the reality is that he was staring at the newspaper with a serious face, and others had no idea about the daydream in Sun Ye's mind.
In the evening, I review what I need to review and consolidate what I need to consolidate. Only after I have finished, I start writing down the words on paper.
He writes as if inspired by a god. Perhaps it is because he has been in the situation himself and can better understand the difficulties involved. Sun Ye writes very fluently, and if he is not careful, he may end up writing many more words than he actually wrote.
After the ink dried, she took another careful look at it. She realized that her ideas were somewhat unorthodox for this era, and she was afraid that if she was not careful, she would get too excited and write something outrageous on it.
Being rejected is considered light, but if you can't go to school because of your ideological problems, you won't even have a reason to cry.
Fortunately, the article is within the normal range. I am going to send a letter to Sun's parents tomorrow, so I will send this one to the publishing house as well.
The weather in the north is really too cold and dry. The wind outside is howling and ghosts are howling. It is very scary to be alone outside at night.
"Sun Ye, can you go to the bathroom with me?"
Ma Qiuhong's face flushed red, and she felt a little embarrassed for always bothering Sun Ye, but there was no one else in the dormitory except the two of them, and she couldn't find anyone more suitable than Sun Ye.
Sun Ye nodded. She was just going to get some water to drink, so it wouldn't be a problem if they went in the same direction.
"Wait a minute, I'll get the kettle and get some hot water. I'll warm my feet so they'll have something to drink when I wake up in the evening."
The thermos that Sun Ye received as a provincial top scorer was forcefully stuffed into a sack by his mother and taken to Shuimu University.
At first, Sun Ye thought it was useless, but he didn't expect that his mother was so far-sighted. This thermos bottle was of great use.
The hot water in the boiler is not available 24 hours a day, so water needs to be stored, and thermos comes in handy at this time.
Sun Ye first accompanied Ma Qiuhong to the toilet. The toilet was pitch black and it was difficult to see clearly. Sun Ye did not go in, but just waited for her outside.
"Sun Ye, are you still there?"
"Yes, I'm outside."
After a while, the same question was asked again, as if Ma Qiuhong was very afraid that Sun Ye would abandon her.
Sun Ye could only keep responding to her. Everyone has times when they are afraid. It is a wonderful thing to give others a hand and encouragement when they are afraid.
Ma Qiuhong quickly finished using the toilet and reported to Sun Ye like a primary school student facing her teacher, "I'm done."
It is obvious that Sun Ye is younger than Ma Qiuhong, but Ma Qiuhong is quite dependent on Sun Ye. In Ma Qiuhong's heart, Sun Ye is a person with a cold appearance but a warm heart.
Sun Ye went to the water room to fill up the bottle. There was only half a bottle left. She came out a little late and the water was almost gone.
It's still okay to make do with it. If we get up early tomorrow, there will be more water.
Listening to the sound of wind blowing through the trees, the entire dormitory building fell silent due to the air conditioning, and there was no more movement.
The next day, Sun Ye took advantage of his lunch break to go to the post office and mailed both letters, leaving their success or failure to fate.
Just buying stamps cost her another dime, and the money was really wasted. She finally understood why Sun Ma and the others were so frugal in everything they did.
After doing this well, the tension in my heart finally broke, and I felt relieved.
"Ye Zi, are you here to send a letter too?"
Sun Ye looked forward and saw Guo Jianwu. This time, Guo Jianwu did not appear with Lin Qianjin. It was really strange.
"Yeah, let mom and dad know you're safe, what are you doing..."
No word was revealed about the submission.
"Ah, ah, I also send letters to people."
Guo Jianwu looked very calm. If Sun Ye had not been looking into his eyes, he would have missed the fleeting panic in them.
"oh oh."
"Ye Zi, are you going back to school? I'll give you a ride after I send the letter. It's quite far from here to school."
"Thank you, Brother Guo."
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