"What is a teenager? They say that they are young and frivolous, they say that they are enthusiastic, they say that they are talented, and they say that they are beautiful and outstanding.

But I think the young man, just like this uncle in his forties, even if he has been over the years, even if he is looked down upon, even if he is doing a muddy job, even if he is like this and that, he still likes what he likes and does what he likes. This is amazing.

You should know that many young men who once held swords are now hiding in the market. Not everyone lives as well as you, and not everyone can withstand criticism."

"Ordinary teenagers are also teenagers, and one day they will be called the father of a young girl and will also accept the pressure given by life.

But the boy is considered a teenager for a moment, and the rest, is it okay to be blamed for the past?"

Kong Qingquan finished reading, and there was silence in teaching.

"I know some of you don't feel that it's good to listen to it. They don't have the ambition and pride of Mr. Liang Qichao's "A Talk of Chinese Youth" and the passion of the poems and songs in Wang Meng's "Long Live Youth", but this is the true portrayal of an ordinary person, and it's enough to do these things."

"Okay, the model essay has been appreciated. Now I will recite the name and everyone will get the paper." Kong Qingquan took the paper and shouted: "Xia Hongjun!"

"arrive!"

"The composition score is full, the total score is 98 points, and it has made great progress." Kong Xingquan looked at Xia Hongjun who was walking onto the stage and said with a smile.

The teacher's words were like thunder in the ears of the students. It turned out that the only full-score essay in the whole grade was actually written by Xia Hongjun!

Since writing a love poem, this guy seems to have become a different person and his grades have improved by leaps and bounds, but everyone can see the hard work of the school.

Zhang Qiang was very unhappy.

I got a record-breaking 112 points in Chinese this time, but I didn’t get the praise from the teacher!

As for Xia Hongjun, with a total score of 120, he only scored 98 points, what is worth writing about?

Isn't it just a broken essay...

Maybe this time I’m going to be the top question. Do you think I can get lucky during the college entrance examination?

Zhang Qiang looked at Xia Hongjun standing on the podium and thought to himself.

Xia Hongjun was about to leave after receiving the papers, but was stopped by Kong Qingquan and asked him to wait.

He was inexplicably surprised when he saw Kong Qingquan take out a magazine: "I have another good news to tell everyone that Xia Hongjun, a classmate in our class, contributed to the "Poetry Magazine" magazine under the pseudonym of Lao Xia next door, and all the three poems he submitted were published. Once again, we congratulate you with warm applause!"

Published by "Poetry Magazine"?

And three songs?

Zhang Qiang was shocked.

Others may not know, why does a poetry enthusiast not know the famous name of "Poetry Magazine"?

And Star Magazine, one in the south and one in the north, is known as the two holy places in the poetry world!

"Bababababa..." I don't know who led the way, but there was applause in the classroom, and even Zhang Qiang had to slap against his will.

Xia Hongjun was a little unhappy.

What kind of plane are you doing?

Originally, he wanted to do the work of writing poems and submitting them in secret, so as not to let others know as much as possible. This is well known to everyone in the class!

Maybe it will be passed to other classes.

teacher.

I don't want to show off this...

Xia Hongjun really felt a little crying and tears.

When Yangyang returned to his seat, Xia Hongjun saw Chen Zhaodi staring at him in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

"No... nothing." Chen Zhaodi shook her head in a hurry.

"Listen to the class! Tell me math problems after class!" Xia Hongjun said angrily.

"Yeah... OK." Chen Zhaodi quickly agreed.

What a fierce thing...

Chen Zhaodi muttered in her heart.

She suddenly realized that this guy was quite kind to others, but sometimes he was very fierce to himself.

never mind.

If you eat someone else's mouth is weak, if you take someone else's hands short.

Who asked me to use his money and eat other people's things every day?

However, this guy didn't know that the eggs he got from there were so delicious...

Actually, I didn’t know that the egg was given to Xia Hongjun by Meili, but he just didn’t like eating this thing.

However, after class, Chen Zhaodi did not give Xia Hongjun a question because this guy was called to his office by Teacher Kong early on.

"Why, I'm not very happy?" Kong Qingquan asked habitually raised his legs, lit another cigarette.

"Teacher, you shouldn't announce this in the whole class. To be honest, I don't want people to know." Xia Hongjun immediately expressed his thoughts.

"Why? Is it not good to be famous? You don't know that many people are looking for it." Teacher Kong smiled.

"I don't need that false name."

"Wrong! You need it, you need it very much!" Kong Qingquan suddenly raised his voice.

"Why?"

Xia Hongjun was a little puzzled.

Kong Qingquan did not answer his question immediately, but changed the subject: "What university do you want to go to?"

"Yanjing….. The university in Yanjing."

Xia Hongjun was a little discouraged when he thought of this. His target was the Chinese Department of Yenching University!

Unfortunately, he knew that no matter how hard he worked, he would never be able to go to Yanda in his life.

Kong Qingquan smiled, with a little joke.

"Yenjing University? Well, you have lofty ambitions. I know you asked Chen Zhaodi to help you make up for mathematics, physics and chemistry. Unfortunately, you owe too much money. Just because you work hard, it would be good if you can barely pass the pre-examination. If you can get into an ordinary university, you will burn the incense. As for Yan University... I advise you not to think about it."

It's simply a shame for a time traveler.

Although Xia Hongjun did not want to admit it, he had to nod.

"Actually, you can go another way."

"Report? I guess I'm not qualified, right?" Xia Hongjun thought of a way.

I submitted to college, but what I wanted was a good person with both character and academic performance, and I guess I would have no chance.

Kong Qingquan smiled: "Our Xiping No. 1 Middle School is not a key provincial middle school, so what qualifications are there for submission? What I am talking about is trying to find a way to admit it in an extraordinary way!"

ah?

"If you achieve certain results in the field of poetry, you can apply for an exceptional admission! Yan University is probably difficult, but Yan Normal University is my alma mater. My teacher back then is now the school leader. I can think of a solution for you." Kong Qingquan expressed his thoughts.

Is there any other operation?

Xia Hongjun was shocked.

Thinking of the fact that in later generations, even the independent enrollment of key universities was abolished, and replaced by the so-called "strengthening foundation plan." To put it bluntly, it is a disguised retraction of the only little power that universities have in enrollment.

How can this still be like this now?!

"Teacher, thank you very much." Xia Hongjun thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

If you really follow this path and expand your influence, there will be only benefits but no harm.

"But if you think clearly, this path is very difficult. You must produce high-quality literary works and have a certain impact! Besides, your concentration in creation will inevitably affect your study of other subjects, and you may make mistakes at both ends... You must think about it well." Kong Qingquan's attitude became serious.

"Teacher, I have figured it out and I have to take the path of extraordinary admission." Xia Hongjun blurted out without thinking.

Teacher Kong's meaning is very clear. He cannot write high-quality literary works and has no chance to admit it in an extraordinary way. It delays other subjects, making it even more impossible for a university to pass the exam.

However, for the Xia Hongjun, this tragic situation does not seem to exist.

"Then you work hard! The editorial department called me and said that I wanted to publish your mailing address to facilitate readers' letters. Some readers have already made such requests." Kong Qingquan said again.

Isn't this the interaction of fans in later generations...

Huh?

It seems that there is a teacher’s friend in the editorial department of "Poetry Magazine"? Otherwise, how could the phone call him where?

Xia Hongjun thought to himself and said, "Okay. Otherwise, let me transfer your mailing address to me."
Chapter completed!