Rebirth 96: Begin the life of a monster from kindergarten

Chapter 63 The Birth of "Peeping People in the Cup"
  Haha, Han Han was really arrogant when he was young!
  I was hooked right away!

Zhang Yixing snorted, "Who doesn't know how to talk big words? If you really have the ability, go to the competition. Let's talk about it if we can get first place!"

Han Han said angrily: "Just go and wait and see!"

Hu Weishi blinked in confusion: What's going on with these two kids? Why do they seem to be fighting each other twice when they meet?
  Han Han didn't even ask for leave, he just asked his classmates to tell the teacher, and then left the school with Hu Wei, Shi Zhang and his party.

The three of them were sitting in the car returning to the city. Han Han sat in the back seat with his arms crossed, feeling very unhappy.

Zhang and his party were like no one else, sitting in the passenger seat and enjoying themselves. Occasionally, they would turn their heads and look at Han Han, which made Han Han even more disgusted.

Hu Weishi was very surprised. She could see that Zhang and his party were very interested in Han Han.

I just don't understand where this interest comes from. After all, Han Han behaves very rudely, like a delinquent.

Hu Weishi was even a little worried that Zhang and his party should not follow the example of Han Han.

Just like this, the three of them finally arrived at Nanyang Model High School.

Because the game ended long ago, the players had already left, and even the invigilators were basically gone.

Zhao Changtian had been waiting in the school office. When he saw Hu Wei, he brought him back, looked at Han Han for a few times, and then said directly: "Take the exam here!"

He looked at Han Han and said: "Because you are making an exception to make up the exam, which is unfair to other children, so other people's exam time is three hours, but you only have one hour to create. Is there any problem?"

Han Han raised his head and said, "No problem, half an hour is enough!"

Zhao Changtian shook his head. This kid was a little arrogant. He turned to Hu Weishi and said, "Wei Shi, look at the new essay topic for this kid!"

"Okay!" Hu Weishi just nodded in agreement, but Han Han didn't expect that Han Han would speak again at this time.

He pointed to Zhang Yixing, who was already sitting in front, "I want him to give the question!"

Zhao Changtian and Hu Wei suddenly looked unhappy.

This kid is so rude!

Zhang Yixing was also startled for a moment, a little surprised.

Originally, it was just for fun to see my former middle school idol, but I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to give questions to the idol.

There is really no reason to refuse!
  The idol also serves as a defensive shield!
  When Zhang and his party looked at Zhao Changtian and Hu Wei, "How about I come out?"

Zhao Changtian hummed, "Let's go out together!"

Zhang Yixing stood up, thinking in a funny way, how about asking him to write "An Unforgettable Day".

Just thinking about it, Zhang and his party had no intention of changing Han Han's life course. After all, a writer who dared to tell the truth and criticize the current ills, a writer who dared to call the literary world a piece of shit, was still very rare in the literary world at that time who could only boast about singing and dancing. of.

And he still has the important task of attracting artillery fire on his shoulders!
  Zhang Yixing picked up a piece of paper from the table, kneaded it into a ball with his hands, picked up a glass filled with water on the table, and threw the paper ball into the cup.

Placing the cup heavily on the table, Zhang and his party looked at Han Han and said, "Okay, this is my question."

Zhao Changtian and Hu Weishi looked at each other, this question is not easy!

Han Sai glared at Zhang and his party, then stared at the paper ball in the glass and thought deeply.

A minute later, Han Sai began to write, but when he was about to write the first stroke, Zhang Yixing suddenly interrupted him.

"You wait a minute!"

Zhang Yixing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, picked up the pen and paper from the table, wrote a few words on the paper, and then folded the paper.

He walked up to Han Sai, put the folded paper on his table, and said with a smile: "I also have some ideas. After you finish writing, open it and see if we have a tacit understanding!"

Han Sai didn't know what this smiling child was up to, but he always felt that he had some evil intentions. Is it to deliberately interfere with my thoughts and delay my writing time?

Is this interesting?

I thought this would stump me!
  Han Han snorted and began to write again, leaving four words on the paper: "Looking at the person in the cup"

Thoughts flowed like a fountain, and they never stopped once I started writing.

He has always been confident in writing articles. Just like when he first introduced himself to high school, he said to the whole class in front of the teacher: "Hello everyone, I am Han Han. From now on, the article writer in Songjiang No. 2 Middle School will be If I claim to be second, no one would dare to claim to be first.”

In just half an hour, Yangshasha finished writing the end of his article.

Han Sai looked at Zhang Yixing proudly, then handed over the work with a step of disowning him. Returning to his seat, he picked up the folded paper on the table.

With a disdainful snort, Han Sai opened the paper and saw four words written on it:
  "Looking into the cup"

As if duck eggs were stuffed into his mouth, Han Han opened his mouth and was completely dumbfounded.

I have never received such a big impact in my life!
  After finally coming back to his senses, Han Han quickly glanced at Zhang Yixing and quickly left the examination room, taking the piece of paper away as well.

Zhao Changtian asked curiously: "What did you write that scared him like this?"

Zhang Yixing laughed, "He said he's not as handsome as me!"

Hu Weishi rolled his eyes at him and said, "Yixing, you are not old, but you are quite thick-skinned."

"I'm just stating the facts!" Zhang Yixing defended.

Zhao Changtian looked at the article Han Han handed in at this time, and only read a few lines. He couldn't help but slap the table and said with a smile: "Great talent! He really is a great talent!"

Hu Weishi also smiled and said: "Of course, he is the author I like after all! It's just a human being, it's hard to describe in one sentence!"

Zhang Yixing just smiled and didn't answer.

At least in the next many years, Han Han threw a lot of rocks at the surface of the literary world, which is always fake and empty.

The next day, many writers, including Tiening, participated in the review and scoring of the semi-final works.

One excellent article after another was passed from writer to writer, and the review site was filled with gasps of admiration from time to time.

Zhang Yixing also participated in the review. Originally some writers had some complaints about him being a child as a judge, but Zhang Yixing behaved very politely and kept shouting uncles, aunts, teachers and seniors, so gradually everyone didn't mind.

After all, he is a child!
  He is still a sensible and polite junior!
  By the time the review was over, all the works had been scored. In the final statistics, "Peeping People in a Cup" had the highest score.

Han Han also became the first prize winner of the first new concept composition competition.

Witnessed by many media, "Sprout" held the competition award ceremony.

Han Han was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. After hearing the news that he had won the first prize, his face did not show too much excitement and seemed to have something on his mind.

After receiving the first prize certificate from Tiening, Han Han finally felt a little excited.

Looking up, he saw Zhang and his party sitting under the stage chatting and laughing with Hu Weishi.

As if feeling Han Han's gaze, Zhang and his party looked over.

Han Han snorted and looked away, but he couldn't help but touch his pocket with his right hand.

There is a piece of paper in the pocket.

There is also a piece of paper in my heart, which is a layer of shadow.

(End of this chapter)