"Hello, students!"
"Do you have a martial arts dream?"
"Do you want to be a Xiake?"
"Are you still worrying about finding a good extracurricular book?"
"Are you still thinking about the extra-curricular book that you can't afford to buy with your pocket money for a few months?"
"Do you have countless stories in your mind that you want to write?"
"Students, here comes the opportunity!! Here comes the opportunity!!!"
Jianglan Middle School's journal - "Youth Edition" is officially launched. I hope you can bravely write your dreams in words, and let your dreams come true through our publication.
This is our own school journal. All the articles and stories in it are written by all the students in the school. Once again, I hope you can join us and create this dream together!
This solicitation is not limited to any subject matter. It can be a campus story, a kung fu story with flying steeds, or a joke. As long as your work is refreshing, we will provide you with at least five yuan of contribution support.
In addition, we will solicit volunteers. In order to find out the best works, we will solicit excellent reviewers without any requirements. Students who are interested in novels and extracurricular magazines can apply.
Please go to Class 26, Grade 3 to sign up with Wu Neng during recess or after class.
Wu Neng was just like a writer. He wrote whatever he thought of. Taking advantage of the fact that there were more than 20 minutes left for self-study next night and no teacher in the classroom, Wu Neng walked slowly to the platform and turned to the following students, saying:
"Cough, cough," Wu Neng deliberately coughed twice. Seeing that all the students in the classroom looked at him, Wu Neng cleared his throat and said, "Boys and girls, I'm here to tell you something."
Wu Neng used to be the monitor. At this time, the monitor was Zhou Bing. He naturally had to be in charge of discipline. When he saw Wu Neng, he went to the podium to speak privately. Isn't that a challenge to his authority?
Zhou Bing stood up angrily and said, "Wu Neng, what do you mean? It's time for class now. If you don't learn, others have to learn!"
Wu Neng looked at Zhou Bing contemptuously and continued: "Students, please wait for five minutes. Just listen to me quietly. Let's discuss things after class. Just listen to me."
After a pause, Wu Neng said, "I want to set up an interest group in the school. This group is about the content of extra-curricular books, that is, some martial arts novels, campus stories, and some interesting novels. I'm going to develop a magazine, which will be published next month in the school journal, temporarily called Jianglan Middle School Journal Youth Edition."
"I'm going to collect articles on subjects in the school. I can collect articles on subjects that everyone is interested in. I also want some volunteers to join my interest group. The task of this group is to help review the draft and select the best articles to publish. This is just a preliminary suggestion. I will make changes later. You can also point it out when you arrive. Yes, I also like it Those who draw illustrations or who write better can join. "
That's all right. Wu Neng thought for a moment and said nothing. Besides, Zhou Bing was still standing there staring at himself. Wu Neng went down to his seat after saying that.
But Wu Neng's words seemed like a fire in the classroom, which ignited everyone's enthusiasm. As soon as he returned to his seat, Zhou Kai, a classmate behind him, slapped Wu Neng on the shoulder with a fawning look and asked, "Old monitor, I register, I want to register."
"What do you want to sign up for?" Wu Neng looked back at the teaser. Zhou Kai and Zhou Bing were cousins, and their academic achievements were one day, one on the ground. Zhou Kai was a natural classmate on the ground. Wu Neng counted down a dozen each time. Zhou Kai had to take the top three positions, counting down.
What Zhou Kai likes to do most is to look for extracurricular books everywhere. This time, Wu Neng is doing this activity, which is too appetizing for Zhou Kai. Wu Neng has to register once he comes here.
"I signed up to join your interest group. You know me, old monitor. What I like most is novels. I don't want to join anyone."
Wu Neng smiled and said jokingly, "Zhou Kai, let me give you a suggestion. Since you like reading books so much, why not write one yourself?"
"Do I write one myself?"
Zhou Kai was shocked by Wu Neng's joking suggestion, and his hands even shook. For a while, he seemed determined. It took him a long time to stretch out and lie down behind Wu Neng, saying, "Monitor, I... I've actually written several books, but I don't know if anyone has read them. Otherwise, would you please help me read them?"
Wu Neng was surprised. He smiled and said, "Take it out. I'll give you some advice."
Zhou Kai quickly lowered his head and turned over three notebooks in his desk. With a red face, he made a look of embarrassment and handed them to Wu Neng.
Wu Neng took the notebook, sat down on his seat, and opened the first page. There was a title written in ballpoint pen. The handwriting was not commented, but when he saw the title, Wu Neng felt an impulse to laugh. The first part of "Wonderful Young Xia Zhou".
It's amazing, young Xia Zhou. Ha ha ha, Wu Neng wanted to laugh. It can't be about himself. Wu Neng guessed to himself that because the handwriting was so ordinary, it took Wu Neng several minutes to read the first page carefully. When he finished reading it, Wu Neng took back his thoughts. This guy is talented. Wu Neng can't help being curious, The first page tells a series of funny stories about an eccentric boy who ran away from home and wandered the Jianghu. The boy named himself Young Xia Zhou.
After reading a few pages of paper, the class was over after self-study in the evening. Wu Neng still had a sense of unfinished business. This book gave him the feeling of Yang Xiaoxie written by Li Liang. Although the story is different, many funny contents have similar feelings. But the problem is that Yang Xiaoxie written by Li Liang seems to have been published in 1997, which is just 1992, genius! Wu Neng could not help sighing that everyone had his own advantages, but no one was digging them out.
Wu Neng turned over the remaining two books. After all, they are still the stories of Shaoxia Zhou. These three notebooks should also have more than one hundred and two hundred thousand words. At least they have been written for a year or two, but this guy has been afraid of being laughed at. If Wu Neng had not been involved in this activity, it is estimated that these notebooks would only have two endings, one of which would be under the books, One day after several decades, I was found to recall the past. Another possibility is that I went into a garbage collection tricycle after graduation, and finally turned into an ice lolly and slowly melted into my mouth. These three notebooks finally became memories and slowly forgotten.
Shaoxia Zhou's funny novels in the style of martial arts are most suitable for campus. Wu Neng could not help sighing with these three notebooks, talent!