Mother Shen, who was happy in her heart, smiled and argued, saying

"Haha, you have already called the editor-in-chief, and his editors are not scared. How dare they not publish Xiaorong's essay? Isn't this a back door?"

"Of course not, but I think Xiaorong's article is completely qualified for publication. I am just giving my opinion to the irresponsible editor."

"Okay, okay, you are impartial and selfless, and you are not pretending to be a self-serving person, so that's enough!"

"That's pretty much it!"

"Tch! I want to save face."

Shen Xiaorong was extremely surprised and murmured, "Dad, is one of your classmates the editor-in-chief of "Youth Literature"?"

"Yeah!"

"Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Why am I telling you? Our family will never use the back door.

There are many of my classmates, all of them are state cadres, and their jobs in editorial offices, publishing houses, and newspaper offices are nothing to worry about.

There are quite a few working in the capital, provinces, and cities."

This is not bragging, Shen Jianhua is a liberal arts graduate from a prestigious university in the capital, and he is a national cadre when assigned work.

Most of his classmates have entered politics. He only reached a full-time director level when he was nearly forty years old, and he was only at a middle level.

Among his classmates, there were many who were two levels higher than him.

However, this era is relatively pure. It will take a year or two for the signs of "money worship" to appear, and then it will become more and more intense.

At this time, the relationship between the students is not maintained by helping each other.

When Shen Jianhua got together with his classmates, he basically didn't find anyone asking for personal favors.

He was willing to come forward when his daughter's essay was returned because he really believed that his daughter had been treated unfairly and wanted an explanation.

This mentality can be understood as, if my family does not bully others, it is not my turn to be bullied by others!

Early the next morning, Shen Xiaorong was impatient and prepared to go to school early.

She read her composition carefully three times last night, and the more she read, the happier she became. She especially wanted to see Huang Han and Zhang Chunmei's expression after reading this composition.

Her appearance was noticed by Qin Shuzhen.

"Xiao Rong, the school has already been out for summer vacation. If you go so early, there should be no one in the school! The school is eerie when there is no one around. Aren't you scared?"

"Mom, please stop talking. I'm really scared. Most of the houses in our school are Dongyue Temple before liberation. They are all one or two hundred years old. I don't dare to go to the Sixty-one Hall alone in broad daylight. .”

"Then why are you going to school so early?"

"Huang Han goes even earlier. He goes to practice piano on time at 6:30 every day!"

"Is that the little one? He's quite courageous!"

"It's not necessarily because he is brave. Two classmates who are half a head taller than me accompany him every day!"

"Tsk! How come there are two older children who accompany him to practice piano every day? It's incredible. That Huang Han is really special!"

"Hehe! He is very special. If he is willing to bring some more boys with him, I estimate that there will definitely be no less than ten people following him around every day!"

"Hmm..." Qin Shuzhen thought for a moment and said, "This kid composes music and writes lyrics with you. You are not only classmates but also partners. Maybe you can bring him with you when you invite your classmates to play at home one day."

"Mom, you probably want to meet Huang Han!"

"yes!"

"When he comes to the house, can you please don't call me little in front of him?"

"Okay! If you are here, you are a guest. I not only have to entertain you, but I also have to be polite!"

"Thank you, mom! I'm going to school. Goodbye, mom!"

Mo Daojun will leave early, and there will be more early travelers.

When Shen Xiaorong came to the piano classroom, Zhang Chunmei had been accompanied by Liu Xiaoli for more than half an hour.

Zhang Chunmei struggled for two afternoons and wrote a relatively satisfactory composition. Her mother praised her to the heavens and she was so excited that she could not sleep.

She got up early this morning, then went to Liu Xiaoli's house not far from her home, and dragged out the little girl who was sleeping in a daze.

There was no other way. At this time, the little girls did not dare to go through the "61st Hall" alone to go to the piano classroom at the back. Zhang Chunmei, who was so enthusiastic, was no exception. She had to drag Liu Xiaoli to accompany her.

Liu Xiaoli had a sad face all the way, but she didn't become happy until she passed the corner of East Street and North Street.

Because Zhang Chunmei invited her to eat 2 taels of "fish soup noodles". This kind of noodles is one of the characteristics of Sanshui County. It is chewy and currently sells for 2 taels of food stamps and a dime a bowl.

Some people also choose large bowls of three ounces. The noodle shop affiliated with Sanshui County Food Service Company has these two sizes and does not have small bowls of one ounce.

The soup of "Fish Soup Sword Noodles" is fresh and white. It is the original soup stewed with eel bones. It is delicious and not fishy. It has always been the main breakfast for people in Sanshui County.

In the late 1970s and early 1980s, not many people were willing to spend twenty taels or ten cents on food stamps to sit in a noodle shop and have breakfast.

Although Zhang Chunmei and Liu Xiaoli's families are both working and have a relatively good financial background, they only eat food every now and then.

Many people think that the food of their childhood was particularly delicious, and they always complain that the food today does not taste good.

In fact, the big reason is that now you can eat whenever you want, unlike when you were a kid and couldn't eat when you wanted to.

The two little girls were sweating after eating the hot "Fish Soup Noodles", and they both took out handkerchiefs to wipe their faces. There was no other way. The noodle shop could not provide napkins at this time, and there was even no such thing in Sanshui County.

"Zhang Chunmei, you got up early today, invited me to eat 'Fish Soup Noodles', and kept laughing. It's very strange!"

"I finished the essay "Teacher, Walk Slower" and I feel like I have hope of being selected by "Youth Literature"."

"Wow! No wonder, show me later!"

"Um!"

"I wonder if Huang Han has written an article. He is so good at writing articles, it's like playing for fun! Alas! People are so irritating when compared to others. If only I could write articles like that!"

"Hehe, you only saw him writing essays, but you didn't see him reading so many books and newspapers."

"That's right. When he was reading and reading the newspaper, he jotted down some sentences and then pieced them together to create a composition.

No matter what, when you get the royalties, you still have to treat me to ‘Fish Soup Sword Noodles’ twice, not three times.”

"Haha, three times is not enough? As long as you are willing to accompany me to the piano class every day during the summer vacation, I will treat you to at least ten times."

"Keke, let me tell you the truth, I like to go there to sing and listen to Huang Han talk. If you don't come and call me, I will go there myself!"

"Ah?..." Zhang Chunmei looked deeply disappointed.

Liu Xiaoli was already bent over with laughter!

After the two came to the piano classroom and met Huang Han, Zhang Chunmei immediately showed him the composition he had just completed and politely asked Huang Han to help him revise it.

Huang Han didn't know that Zhang Chunmei's mother had read Zhang Chunmei's article carefully and racked her brains to help revise it. He also didn't know that Zhang Chunmei was actually being modest.

After he took the composition and read it carefully, he picked up the pen and revised a few places, which immediately made the composition more colorful. Zhang Chunmei was extremely surprised!

Zhang Chunmei took the essay that Huang Han returned and read it again and again, and said sincerely, "Huang Han, you are so amazing. Even the writing skills of technical secondary school students are not as good as yours!"

"Hehe! It's just average, third in the world. I suggest you take this essay to Principal Zhu. He will definitely be willing to send it to the editorial department of "Youth Literature and Art" in the name of being selected by the Experimental Primary School."

"Well! I listen to you! I just don't know when Principal Zhu will come!"

"Principal Zhu will probably come here to visit these days. Just wait here and you should be able to see him."

"Well! You can continue practicing the piano! Don't worry about me."

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Chapter completed!