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Chapter 17 Chapter 7: Winning

Chapter 17: Chapter Seventeen: Winning
Xie Meiyu flipped through her son's report card with a happy smile.

Shanhe accidentally let go of a plane in the final exam, and his grades actually rushed to the eighth place in the class, the top fifty in the year.

Shanhe was a little ashamed, and the class teacher was a little entangled in his comment about Reed's role model boy with complete intelligence, body, beauty and labor.

His parents took turns staying with him these two days after returning from the city.His mother cooked delicious food for him every day, and his father took him running early in the morning.Yesterday, he even called Fatty to come to him and force Shanhe to play basketball.

"Mom and Dad, this is so abnormal. You treat me like a patient. Let's go back to our daily routine. How can I keep writing like this?" Shanhe complained endlessly.

Qiu Jiang said with lingering fear: "I read the materials you brought back in the past two days, and my hairs are standing on end. How many negative things you have come into contact with Xiaohe these days, my mother and I are not at ease."

Shanhe said speechlessly: "I have the best parents and the cutest sister in the world. How can I be affected by this little thing!"

"Should Xiao He go back to his grandfather first?" Xie Meiyu had an idea.

bell bell bell…

The phone rang and Qiu Jiang picked up the phone.

"Hello, editor-in-chief."

"What? Xiaohe's Diary won an award!...I'll book tickets right away when I have time."

"That's troublesome for the club, we will arrive on time, then goodbye."

"I heard from the phone that Xiaohe has won an award. What award? Where do I go to receive the award?" Xie Meiyu asked in a hurry.

"Hahaha, Xiaohe's Diary won the first prize in the National Youth Essay Contest! Haha~ I'll call and book tickets now. I'll go to the Magic City tomorrow."

"By the way, the school also needs to notify that Xiaohe signed up on the recommendation of the school."

Shanhe is very calm, after all, competing with middle school students, the advantage of rebirth is incomparable.

That afternoon, the living room of Shanhe's house was full of people.

"Qiu Jiang, you and your son launched such a large satellite without any noise, and the school couldn't even react at once!"

Xu Rong was still flipping through the "Grudge" journal, her expression still filled with disbelief.

"At first I thought it would not be easy to publish, so I didn't say anything. After I published it, I was afraid of having a bad impact on the children, who were too young. The competition was sponsored by the magazine, and the recommendation was made in the name of the school. It was my idea. Shanhe was cultivated by our No. [-] Middle School. If he gets an honor, the school will take the greatest credit." Qiu Jiang explained to everyone.

"Okay, you, Qiu Jiang, are one of our own after all!"

"Xiaohe, you have brought great glory to our school!"

"This is wrong. It brings glory to the county's education system!"

……

"The organizing committee asked the school to send someone to go to the magic city together. Leaders, take a look~" Qiu Jiang reminded.

The school leaders discussed it with the Education Bureau and said, "Xiao Xu, let's go. She is the head teacher and the Chinese teacher. She will go on behalf of the school."

"You don't have to worry about anything else. The bureau can arrange it. Qiu Shanhe, have a good rest and go bring back the honor tomorrow!"

In the sleeper car, Xu Rong was still asking about the creation process of Shanhe Diary.

The sudden surprise made her feel like she was in a dream, and she was even a little ashamed to face it as her nominal instructor.

Qiu Jiang stared out the window, recalling all the surprises his son had brought him in the past six months, and now he was going to witness that his son was moving towards his dream.

The green leather train slowly drove into the Modu Railway Station, and the dense crowd pushed the mountains and rivers forward.

"Shanhe, here, here!" Hu Ge's shout was clear.Qu Ling stood outside the exit with Hu Ge holding a card with Qiujiang and Qiushanhe written on it.

Friends who hadn’t seen each other for months looked at each other and laughed.

After checking into the hotel, Shanhe took out the package he had prepared from his luggage, "Hu Ge, look, this is a special product I brought to you, this is Shoushan stone, bodiless lacquerware, and delicious food, haha, my sister will also give it to you A little handkerchief!”

"Wow, there are so many, thank you. I know the Shoushan Stone, which is used for engraving seals." Hu Ge looked through it in surprise, "There is also the little swallow in your diary illustration on Xixi's small handkerchief, the embroidery is really good! "

"It's embroidered by my grandma, isn't it beautiful! Xixi is very precious. By the way, she holds the doll you sent her all day long, and won't let her touch it easily!"

"Really! I want to treasure this well. My sister gave it to me. I really envy you to have Xixi with you every day. I'm the only one in my family. Sometimes it's boring."

"Haha, I think you are jealous."

……

"The TV station seems to attach great importance to the sketch video sent by your father. I heard from Uncle Liu that a new column may be opened." Hu Ge told Shanhe from the gossip he heard.

"You know this as well!"

"Of course, I'm an old employee, haha, hey, let's not talk about this, adults are boring. How long are you staying this time?" Hu Ge asked.

"After receiving the prize tomorrow, I have to go back the day after tomorrow and the tickets are all booked."

"Hey, you are so anxious every time, and I still want you to visit my house! My mother is very curious about you."

"We'll be in high school in two years, and I'll be able to come to you by myself during the holidays!"

"Young people have no right to speak!" Hu Ge sighed empathetically.

"How did Director Liu and the others do with the documentary?" Shanhe asked.

"It's still early. We have to go to suburban counties for filming next summer. I will be the last to dub the voice and not appear in the scene!"

"Shanhe, let me tell you something. Do you think it's possible for me to be a star in the future?" Hu Ge asked hesitantly.

"Uh-oh, why are you thinking about becoming a star?"

"In the past few days during the holiday, I watched the video on the TV very well. Have you seen the Hong Kong Island film, Shanhe?"

Shan He suppressed a smile and replied, "Have you ever heard of it?"

"Let me tell you that Zhou Runfa is so handsome and cool, I even dream of throwing cards in my dreams!"

"Then, do you want to be a star?"

"I think I'm pretty good-looking too. Maybe if I grow longer, I'll be as handsome as him." Hu Ge responded with a cowardly tone.

"Haha, you are too narcissistic. Well, you are very handsome. It would be a waste of talent not to be a star! Maybe you will be more popular than him in the future!"

"That's my classmate. But my mother definitely doesn't want to, so I'll just tell you!" Hu Ge was a little distressed.

"We are only in the second year of junior high school. Let's talk about high school. Aren't there art schools? They are also universities." Shanhe gave Hu Ge an idea.

"Yes, you are still good. I just took the exam. What kind of school is there?" Hu Ge clapped his legs and stood up.

Shan He looked at Hu Ge with contempt, "You don't know anything, what a test, go find out for yourself, I guess anyone on the TV station will know."

"I guess I will apply to an art school in the future. I have to be a director, and I will direct you, a star." Shanhe half joked.

"Haha, famous people are all celebrities, who knows the director!"

"In the future, directors will be more famous than actors!"

"It's impossible. When you watch Hong Kong movies on video tapes, you only look at the big stars. Who cares about the director?"

"Uh~ Okay, you're right." Shanhe was speechless.

……

The next day, Shanhe sat in the front row of the auditorium.It is only by watching the youngsters receiving awards one by one that I really feel the weight of the honor. It is not only an affirmation of talent and hard work, but also the cultivation and encouragement of the younger generation by the writers of the older generation, and it is also the result of educational reform.

"The first prize winner of the [-]th National Youth Essay Contest was recommended by No. [-] Middle School in Northern Fujian. The essay collection "From the City to the Fields, It's a Different World" was written by Qiu Shanhe. The author and instructors are invited to come to the stage to receive the award. Please The award guest is Wang Anyi, a famous writer from the Magic City Writers Association."

When Shanhe stood up, applause rang out. In an instant, he felt his blood surge, his cheeks turned red involuntarily, and he felt at a loss what to do.

"Xiaohe, you're on stage." Qiu Jiang next to him patted Shanhe on the shoulder excitedly.

Shanhe woke up, everyone was looking at him and Xu Rong.He turned around and hugged the teacher who was standing and applauding, and walked forward.

Wang Anyi on the stage began to speak, "At the final stage of the competition, our Writers Association participated in the selection. After reading this manuscript, I was shocked when I learned that the author was a boy under the age of 14..."

"...the perfect combination of literature and fun, it is a perfect popular science book for teenagers..."

"Hello, Teacher Wang, my father likes your "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" very much." Shanhe said to Wang Anyi who presented him with the award.

"Come on, cherish your talent, I believe this is just your beginning." Wang Anyi encouraged.

The three of them walked from the auditorium to the Germination Magazine in a daze.

"Next month, the serialization of "From the City to the Fields" will be finished. The response in the field of youth education has been very strong. It has been listed as an excellent popular science book for teenagers by the education department. The number of single-volume publications is going to increase to 30." Qu Ling was happy. Said, "How do you feel, receiving the award and reprinting it, are you happy and silly?"

"Aunt Qu, I'm still dizzy now. If this happens a few more times, I probably won't be able to write for a few months!" Shanhe answered tangledly.

"Haha, I think our little writer is still very sober!" Qu Ling teased Shan He, "Okay, I won't let you go to receive awards and sign books anymore, you are still too young."

"How's your first novel going?" Qu Ling continued to ask.

"I wrote half of it, and changed a part in the middle."

"How do you feel about what you wrote?"

"At the beginning, I was stumbling and trembling when I wrote it. Later, after talking to a child psychologist several times, the situation got much better. I felt that there was no problem and I could finish it!"

"Okay, send me the finished manuscript, and I will review it and recommend it to "Harvest" next door."

"Aunt Qu, are there many novels related to children's mental illness? No one seems to care about this social issue."

Qu Ling looked at Shanhe expectantly and said, "I have never tried it, and there should be very few others. There should be basically no such aspect in China, so why do you have any ideas?"

"I'm just asking, but I don't have any at the moment. I talked with a child psychiatrist some time ago, and I'm a little worried about the current situation in this regard."

Qu Ling stared at the mountains and rivers suspiciously: "I'm going to get some information on this at home and abroad so that I can be prepared."

After hesitating for a moment, Qu Ling still suggested: "You can also pay more attention to the theme of youth, this theme is not obscure, you can easily control it."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Qu, for your reminder."

"You're still young, so it's not good to be exposed to these things all the time. It's still a long time, so you have the opportunity to worry about it."

"Aunt Qu, I am lucky to know you!"

(End of this chapter)

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