v3 Chapter 1211： Look scared this kid (2/2)
Wang Ling looked at the teacher from the class Qunguan, and after thinking for a long time, he shivered and responded with two words: ”No.”
To be honest, Wang Ling felt guilty when he typed these two words on the screen.
After seeing the reply, Teacher Guan was not polite, and he directly replied in the group: ”What about your usual composition? Act me?”
”...”
In the phrase.
Wang Ling was terrified of cold sweat.
Fortunately, the old antiques came out in time to give Wang Ling a roundabout: ”Mr. Wang Ling is an occasionally outstanding contestant, teacher Guan should not care about it.” He saw Wang Ling holding his mobile phone in a pitiful appearance, I still feel a little distressed.
Look at this child!
Teacher Guan is naturally joking.
The students he taught wrote such an excellent composition in a national contest, and he was happy.
He no longer typed, and publicly praised Wang Ling with his voice in the group: ”Wang Ling, this thing fully shows that you still have the literary potential. I suspect that the composition you wrote before may be due to time. Not enough, too nervous. If you have enough time, even if you don't play as well as this time, you can at least have a middle-to-high level! ”
Wang Ling still did not have the courage to reply.
The reason was that he felt that there was something in the teacher's mouth.
Sure enough, Teacher Guan said in the following sentence: ”Wang Ling, there will be an essay competition in the district by the middle of next month. Our teachers in the language group discussed for a long time who should be sent to our school ~~ I ’d better let you Right. ”
Wang Ling: ”?”
Teacher Guan: ”This time, thanks to your composition, to help our school win the national competition. I don't think other teachers in the language group have any opinions. Well, everyone is forced out. Since you have potential, then Do you have the right pressure? Understand? Teacher, this is for your good. ”
Wang Ling: ”...”
He knew that things would look like this!
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It's already afternoon in the sky fairy ship to return to the playground of Sixty Middle School. Wang Ling is preparing to go home. As soon as he leaves the school, he heard someone on the road shouting, ”A ash of the age! A ash of the era!”
”...” Wang Ling turned around, and actually saw a passerby looking at him cheerfully, a middle-aged woman who was taking her daughter home from school.
From the perspective of the girl's dress, it should be Qingyun Primary School, which is Xiuzhen Primary School near Sixty Middle School.
”Did you see it, that elder brother! A ash of the age!” The middle-aged woman crouched down and said to her daughter excitedly, she forgot what Wang Ling's name was, but according to Wang Ling's composition, the scene Give Wang Ling a special nickname.
That is: a ash of the age ...
”You have to learn like that brother. The composition is so good!” Middle-aged women are very excited.
”Mom! That elder brother is eating noodles!” The little girl pointed at Wang Ling.
”Go! Let's buy it too! Eat it! Maybe your shit-like composition can be as good as your brother's!” Middle-aged women are even more excited.
”...”
The corner of Wang Ling's mouth twitched.
It seems that he is really famous now.
Even his face began to be snatched ...
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