Time passed by minute by minute, and the instructors and the crowd outside began to have a heated discussion on the competition topic.

"Ran Ran, which topic do you think Jiang Jiang will choose?"

The three people who were also in the group also found an empty seat and sat down.

"I can't guess. The scope of these topics is very wide, and it is difficult to find the right idea."

Bai Jingran shook her head. Composition is not her area of ​​expertise.

"I think Jiang Jiang will definitely not choose the third one. What's so good about mediocrity? It sounds boring."

Huang Qiqi shook her head and had her own thoughts on this.

"Hey, someone handed in the paper!" Mi Wanqing patted Huang Qiqi's hand and motioned her to look at the competition venue.

I saw a boy stood up from his seat and left the inner field.

Following his action, a staff member came over, packed up his manuscript paper, and delivered it to the judges.

This is also one of the privileges of handing in the paper in advance. Several judges present saw this article first.

"It's so fast, it's only been a little over an hour." Huang Qiqi glanced at her phone, and the time had just reached three o'clock.

"There is no limit on the number of words in the competition, maybe he wrote fewer words." Bai Jingran guessed.

As the boy walked out of the venue, he was immediately surrounded by cameras.

Needless to say, the first person is always the most prominent.

Cai Linshan looked at the manuscript in his hand and said to the two old seniors beside him: "Mr. Weng, Mr. Zhan, who will take a look first?"

Weng Zhonghe stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhan, take a look first. I know this classmate. He is a student of Huaqing High School."

"Oh, the student who can be known by you, Mr. Weng, must be extraordinary, right?"

"Then I'll take a look first."

Zhan Ping did not refuse, took the manuscript from Cai Linshan, put on his glasses, and began to read it line by line.

The topic chosen by this student is "The Road is Underfoot", and the topic of the composition is also very relevant, "The Road is Underfoot, and the Road Will Take You Far."

"The road may be near, but you will not reach it if you do not walk. The matter may be small, but you will not accomplish it if you do not do it. Not bad, the ancient book is quoted cleverly."

Zhan Ping nodded and praised when he saw the first sentence.

After reading the whole article, there was a slight smile on his face.

"The writing is sharp and unconventional. It is a good article, and the ideas are progressive and interlocking. It's just that the ending is slightly inferior, and it is a bit anticlimactic."

"I think he wanted to be the first to hand in the paper, so he lacked some time to think."

After a few comments, Zhan Ping pushed the manuscript back to Cai Linshan.

...

After writing the last word, Jiang Shi spent ten minutes to read it again. After confirming that there were no typos, he also stood up and raised his hand to the staff around him.

At this time, many seats in the stadium were empty, and less than half of the people were still writing.

Jiang Shi stretched his stiff neck and walked out of the backstage.

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw her good sisters who were already waiting outside.

"Jiang Jiang, you've finished writing!"

Mi Wanqing ran over and held Jiang Shi's hand.

"What did you write? Can you tell us?"

"Shh, this is confidential, you can't just say it casually." Jiang Shi stretched out his finger and smiled and blocked Mi Wanqing's mouth.

"When I win the championship, you will know."

"You are so confident, don't fall over when the time comes!" Huang Qiqi looked at Jiang Shi's confident look and poked her back with a smile.

Jiang Jiang rolled her eyes at her and turned to open her arms to hug Bai Jingran.

"Ran Ran, I miss you so much!"

Looking at Jiang Shi hanging on him, Bai Jingran patted her hand helplessly and said, "Let go quickly, there are so many people around!"

Jiang Shi leaned close to Xiao Baihua's ear, smiled, and blew softly in her ear, saying, "Is it a place where there is no one, I can do whatever I want?"

"You wish, where do you want to go next?"

Bai Jingran ignored Jiang Shi's strange words and asked the three about their next arrangements.

"Oh, yes, I have to tell the team leader to prevent them from looking for me later."

Jiang Shi remembered that he had not greeted Professor Xia yet, and the team leader also needed to be responsible for the safety of these students.

And his mobile phone was still in the hotel, so he had to go back to get it.

"You discuss it first, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Shi ran in another direction.

...

"Professor Xia, Sister Miaomiao!" Jiang Jiang waved her hand and shouted to the two.

"Jiang Shi, are you done?" Xia Chengfei was sitting in the rest area reserved for the contestants, chatting with Wang Miao.

It seemed that he was the first one to come out, Jiang Shi nodded.

"Yes, I have handed in the paper in advance."

"So you are going to wait for them here,Or should we go back to the hotel first?"

"My friends are coming to Yanjing, and I plan to go shopping with them. We should have dinner outside."

Hearing this, Xia Chengfei did not stop him, and nodded and said, "Okay, be careful not to go shopping too late, there is another project tomorrow."

Jiang Shi nodded, indicating that he would not come back too late.

...

"Okay, I have reported, let's go, where to go first?"

Jiang Shi returned to the exit and found Bai Jingran and the others.

"It's not even four o'clock yet, isn't it a bit early to have dinner?" Mi Wanqing touched her chin and said.

But she could hardly help thinking about the fragrant roast duck.

"It's not long since we had lunch, and you're thinking about dinner?" Huang Qiqi tapped Mi Wanqing on the head.

"Is afternoon tea not okay?"

"Whose family eats roast duck for afternoon tea?"

"My family, I just advocated it! "Mi Wanqing covered her head and said stubbornly.

Several people accompanied Jiang Shi back to the hotel to get their mobile phones. After some discussion, the girls decided to go straight to Nanluoguxiang to experience the ancient streets and alleys of Yanjing.

...

At the scene of the National Composition Competition, only a few contestants were still on the scene.

The final time limit of three hours was getting closer and closer.

The table in front of the judging panel was already neatly piled with piles of manuscripts.

Cai Linshan picked up one, but he didn't speak for a long time.

"President Cai, what good article have you found again?"

After being talked to by Weng Zhonghe, Cai Linshan came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Whether it is good or not, you two elders have to read it before you can decide."

Zhan Ping glanced and found it was a familiar name, and his eyes narrowed immediately.

"Jiang Shi, isn't this the one who wrote "To the Oak"? "

"Humph, why don't you continue to write this time? I want to see how good she is! "

Zhan Ping stamped his cane, obviously still had a lot of objections.

Weng Zhonghe took the manuscript. He had also read the poem "To the Oak Tree" and was very interested in the girl named Jiang Shi.

He was also reserved about whether the poem was written by this classmate.

Because it really didn't look like the words that a high school student could write.

But before there was solid evidence, he was more willing to believe in this "genius".

Turn his eyes back to the manuscript in front of him, Weng Zhonghe slowly read out the title - "A Train from the Snow Country".

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