Divine Star System

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Ding Lingling still stared intently at the book, and nodded, and said, "Well! Everyone picks up the flames, I don't disagree with you."

Lan Kehan ​​didn't answer the question at this time, but looked carefully at Ding Lingling's cheek, and said with interest: "Hey Ding Lingling, I'm weird! How can your skin be so good. I think you usually feel like The face is sky-high, and no cosmetics are useful! Whatever the skin looks like, it's shiny. "

Qiu Yue also interjected: "Ye Ding Lingling! I also see that you never make up. Your skin can drip even if your skin is tender!"

Ding Lingling turned a page and said, "Makeup is not good for the skin! We are still young. Cosmetics contain toxic and harmful substances such as mercury, lead, arsenic, and so on. Young people who use cosmetics prematurely will cause premature skin aging. When the skin is slightly mature, A little, it won't be too late. "

Lan Kehan ​​and Qiu Yue looked at each other and smiled bitterly at the same time ...

Lan Kehan ​​shook his head and continued to turn his attention back to his little mirror, saying: "That's what it says! But makeup is addictive! You can't quit when you apply it. Besides, I don't have skin like you Alright! You made the hibiscus from Shimizu and carved it naturally. I dare not go out to meet people without makeup. Hey! What a woman!

Qiu Yuewen said with a grin, "How old are you! Is it okay to be a junior high school student? Is it always a woman and a woman?"

Lan Kehan ​​said: "Don't say high school! Even in the third year, you should be a woman like a woman! Hey Qiu Yue, please help me to see that my eyeliner is not too big and my eyes can't look too big A little silly! "

Speaking of this, the two men and women began to study makeup again ... Ding Lingling was still reading quietly, and she seemed not interested in everything around her.

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Dongxing, Yize City, Song Yang of No.1 Middle School, looked at his classmate Duan Shilong, and said, "Shilong! You heard that twenty-nine people in our province entered the top 100 nationwide this time. ?"

Duan Shilong frowned and said, "Who did you listen to?"

Song Yang said: "I listened to Teacher Zhang in the morning! She has a classmate working in the provincial writing association. And, guess what?"

Duan Shilong said: "Don't talk half-sentence, okay! What else does this matter?"

Song Yang heard a smile and said, "According to Mr. Zhang! Of the twenty-nine people in our province, twenty-six of them are from Zhonghai City, the same class of No. 1 Middle School!"

"What!" Duan Shilong heard this, and suddenly turned his attention to the largest group of people sitting together in the hall, and said, "You mean! That big group of guys who seem to rush out. It's a class!"

Song Yang said: "Perhaps this is the case! Otherwise how could so many players sit together. Are they all relatives!"

Duan Shilong said: "I did not expect such a strange thing! In a class, twenty-six people have entered the top 100. Why it sounds so incredible!"

Song Yang said: "Who knows! If it's not a shady, maybe that class is really a little extraordinary."

Duan Shilong said: "I haven't heard of anything special about Zhonghai No. 1 Middle School! The top prizes every year are generally from our school."

Song Yang said: "Learning is a comprehensive quality! Maybe there is something extraordinary about others' poetry! This competition, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Duan Shilong said: "In fact, I have watched this year's top 100 poetry works! The strength is very strong. It is inevitable that there will be a dragon fight! However, I am still very confident in myself. I believe that this time the" boy king of poetry "must be My bag! "

Song Yang looked seriously at Duan Shilong, but said nothing. Instead, they looked at the large group of people in Class Twelve again, still looking dignified.

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Sun Shiya, female, from Grade 3, Hangzhou High School, HangZhou University.

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Chai Zichen, male, from Shanghai Stock Exchange, Fudan High School, second grade.

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It can be said that there are a lot of young masters all over the country ... All the goals point directly to the title of "Young King of Poetry."

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In the lounge of the expert review group, there are several people ... the chairman of the Dongxing Provincial Writers Association, the main hall level, and Chang Yi. Wu Changhao, member of the National Writing Association Committee and editor-in-chief of Xinguofeng Poetics Magazine. Member of the National Writing Association Committee, editor-in-chief of Chinese Literature Magazine, Luo Jinsheng. Member of the National Writing Association Committee, editor-in-chief of Writer Literature Magazine, Yu Rong. There is also the Executive Vice-Chairman of the National Writing Association who returned to the lounge of the review team after finishing the greetings with the leaders of Zhonghai Municipal Government, Fu Zhen, Tian Zhenbo.

As soon as Tian Zhenbo entered the room, everyone naturally stood up with a smile on his face, and gave up the leader of the straight tube to the main seat. The rest were sitting around like the stars and the moon.

Tian Zhenbo looked at the people around him and laughed: "I didn't expect Zhonghai Municipal Government to be fully prepared in this regard!"

Chang Yi said: "The Zhonghai Municipal Government has begun preparations since the beginning of the year! Our provincial writing association has also set up a temporary preparation team for this purpose to help plan together, and has been busy for a long time."

"Nice!" Tian Zhenbo nodded and said, "This time, the top 100 works you have chosen! I have seen them. Very good, it can be said that many works are very good. There are some poems that have a deep cultural heritage! It's hard to believe this was written by some children. "

Wu Changhao said: "You don't know Chairman Tian! There is something weird about this! We have been tangled for a long time, and we have no choice but to forcibly remove a dozen of them. For this reason, we all feel a little bit What a pity! "

Tian Zhenbo heard the words, oh, with an expression of interest, said: "Why? Tell me."

Wu Changhao said: "Because of the top 100 players this time, there are 26 people from the same city, the same school, and the same class. And more than 30 poems contributed by this class entered The final review stage. And the writing is perfect! It can be said that we removed the one, and we were reluctant. In the end, there is no way! Nor can we choose more than thirty works in the top 100 list in the same class. Well. In the end, I can only pick bones in the eggs, and I just removed more than ten of them. My colleagues in the review team and I have been distressed for a long time. "

Tian Zhenbo nodded when he heard the words, saying: "That's the case! But it's really incredible. You can even produce such excellent works in the same class. By the way, you brought all the eliminated works. Let me see! "

Luo Jinsheng said: "We have put together these batches of work! Yu Rong said at the time, Chairman Tian will definitely want to see it, so they are all bound together." During the talk, he took out a file folder and gave it to him. Tian Zhenbo. (To be continued.)