Friday afternoon.
The autumn sun is unusually generous.
The century-old ginkgo tree at Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School was bathed in a golden glow.
At the school gate, a brand-new bus had been waiting for a long time.
The four large characters "Jiangcheng Education" on the vehicle gleamed in the sunlight.
This indicates the official nature of this trip.
Dean of Students Fei Yuncheng was holding a large megaphone.
He was giving his final pep talk, spitting as he spoke.
"...Remember! You are not representing individuals, but Jiangcheng No.1 High School and the face of tens of thousands of students in Jiangcheng!"
The province attaches great importance to this "Relief from Worries" competition.
The television station filmed the entire event, providing a comprehensive review of the educational achievements of our Jiangcheng!
His gaze swept intently over the three students standing ramrod straight in front of him.
Zhao Zichen, a top student in his senior year of high school, had a solemn expression.
He was also holding a copy of "Guan Zhi of Ancient Prose" in his hand.
Zhang Ya, Grade 11 Academic Representative
Wearing a brand-new tracksuit, he nervously clutched the hem of his shirt, his lips pursed until they turned white.
And, standing at the very end of the line,
Lin Que was yawning, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.
Fei Yuncheng's eyes twitched when he saw Lin Que's expression.
But thinking of his essay that could bring people to tears,
He swallowed back the reprimand that was on the tip of his tongue.
Geniuses always have some quirks.
"Teacher Shen."
Fei Yuncheng turned to Shen Qingqiu, who was also dressed in a formal suit and had a cold expression.
"I'll leave the journey to you. These three are all promising talents, especially Lin Que."
Keep a close eye on him, lest he pull any more tricks at the last minute.
Shen Qingqiu nodded, her gaze lingering on Lin Que for two seconds.
"Don't worry, Director. I'll keep an eye on him."
The tone was as if saying
"I will keep a close eye on my dog, Hakimi, who is always ready to wreak havoc on the house."
At Fei Yuncheng's command, the three boarded the car in turn.
The bus slowly started moving.
Amidst the expectant gazes of all the teachers and students, it drove away from the campus.
Not long after we got onto the main road, the bus stopped at an intersection.
Soon, three more identical buses arrived.
The participating teams are Jiangcheng Experimental Middle School, Jiangcheng No. 2 Middle School, and the Foreign Language Middle School.
A small convoy of four cars.
They drove in a grand procession toward the highway entrance.
"They made quite a big show of it."
Lin Que leaned against the window, watching the cars driving side by side outside, and lazily commented.
Zhao Zichen, sitting in the front row, adjusted his glasses and spoke without turning his head:
"That's natural."
This was not just a literary competition, but also a covert contest between various schools.
As he spoke, he opened the "Anthology of Classical Chinese Prose" in his hand and muttered to himself:
"In ancient times, every scholar had a teacher. A teacher is one who imparts knowledge, instructs in skills, and resolves doubts..."
This time, the question will likely test the concept of 'inheritance,' so I need to prepare more materials.
Lin Que looked at his serious and prepared appearance.
Silently, she turned her head to the other side.
It's so curly, it's really curly.
The journey from Jiangcheng to Jinling takes 5 hours.
After driving for two hours, the convoy made a brief stop at a service area.
The convoy had just come to a stop when the doors of the bus from the neighboring experimental middle school opened.
A middle-aged man with slicked-back hair came down.
He arrived at the bus from Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.
He knocked on the car window, pointing towards Shen Qingqiu's position inside the car.
Shen Qingqiu recognized the person who came.
It is Liu Yi, the head of the Chinese language group at the Experimental Middle School.
A person who likes to steal the spotlight at all kinds of teaching and research meetings.
She rolled down the car window and nodded politely.
"Teacher Liu, is there something you need?"
"Teacher Shen, it's been a long time. You've become more and more beautiful."
Liu Yi made a polite remark at first, then glanced into the car.
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