Chapter 1713 High School Life, Literary Style
Before the start of the school year, Zhou Chen took Zhuang Xiaoting and the others to No. 1 Middle School. He took Zhuang Xiaoting around the entire No. 1 Middle School and familiarized her with various places.
Before leaving, he happened to meet Li Yiming. Li Yiming had just bought a camera and was thinking about showing off. He called Zhou Chen and the others and insisted on taking a photo of them.
So, under Li Yiming's shooting, a photo of the four of them was born. This was also the first group photo of the four of them.
After the summer vacation, Zhou Chen, Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting all went to No. 1 Middle School. Zhou Chen and Zhuang Tunan went to the high school department, while Zhuang Xiaoting went to the junior high school department.
As for Lin Dongzhe, when he was promoted from primary school to junior high school, although his grades were not as good as Zhuang Xiaoting, he was also admitted to No. 1 Middle School. He and Zhuang Xiaoting could continue to be junior high school classmates.
When he went to the high school department to report, Zhuang Tunan's mood was very complicated. Although he and Zhou Chen were brothers, to be honest, he really didn't want to be in the same class with Zhou Chen.
It seemed as if God heard his prayers. In the end, he and Zhou Chen were not assigned to the same class. Zhou Chen was assigned to Class 1 of Senior 1, while he was assigned to Class 2 of Senior 1.
Zhuang Tunan was relieved to learn about this class division. Fortunately, they were not in the same class, otherwise he would be under greater pressure.
They went to the same school again. Although one was in junior high school and the other was in senior high school, Zhuang Xiaoting would stick to Zhou Chen every day. She would ride Zhou Chen's bicycle to school in the morning and wait for Zhou Chen to go home after school. Sometimes she would take the bus home by herself if Zhou Chen was late for school.
The study life in high school is slightly different from that in junior high school. On the one hand, it is because the students are older, more mature, and understand more things. On the other hand, the courses and studies in high school are more and more difficult to learn than those in junior high school, and the study pressure is greater.
However, these are just trivial matters for Zhou Chen. He is still absent-minded in class as always, but he can always get the first place in the exam.
Zhuang Tunan was very excited after entering high school. He liked reading and would always go to the library to borrow books to take home. There were many books in the library, all kinds of them. For people who liked reading, the library was like heaven.
Huang Ling and Song Ying would also take the books that Zhuang Tunan borrowed to read when they had nothing to do. Although they were not well educated, they also liked the articles in those magazines very much, such as love, romance, lyricism, etc.
Although there was a great writer like Zhou Chen around, Zhou Chen's previous publications were fairy tales and comic strips, and most of the audiences were young people. Middle-aged women like them could understand them, but they definitely liked those articles such as poetry and prose more.
Sometimes even when they were working, the two would talk about novels and magazines, and their words were full of yearning and envy.
"Sister Ling, you have read all these novels, right? Really, I couldn't recover from them for a long time. Things I couldn't think of before, words I couldn't say, after reading these books, I suddenly realized that it was the case."
"Sister Ling, the articles I write now are really different from before, very different, and different from movies and TV."
Song Ying held the book and said excitedly.
After hearing this, Zhuang Tunan was also excited and said: "These are all recommended by our Chinese teacher. Our Chinese teacher loves literature very much. When he was young, he didn't have the opportunity to read foreign classics or contribute to magazines, so he encouraged us to pursue our literary dreams, contribute to magazines, and make pen pals."
After hearing this, Song Ying smiled: "Oh, your teacher's recommendation is really good."
Zhuang Tunan also said enthusiastically: "Our teacher also explained the current literary creation trend in class, saying that current works are people-oriented and tell the individual value of people."
As he said this, he even recited a few prose poems, which made Huang Ling and Song Ying smile. Song Ying also recited her favorite poems.
Lin Dongzhe, who was sitting nearby and playing, couldn't help but shudder when he saw them reciting poems and writing couplets with an intoxicated look on their faces.
He didn't understand. It was just a few sour and broken poems. Was there any need to be so excited? They were not as good as the fairy tales and comic strips written by Tuxi.
"Tuxi, Tuxi."
"Hey, Aunt Song, what's wrong?"
Zhou Chen walked out of the room, and Song Ying pulled him to sit down next to her.
"Tuxi, you have such a good writing style. Are you going to keep writing fairy tales? Have you ever thought about writing some poems and articles to submit?"
Zhuang Chaoying already knew that Zhou Chen wrote fairy tales and published them in magazines, but he only knew that Zhou Chen published a few fairy tales and earned some royalties, but he didn't know how much he earned. He thought it was just a small amount of money, so he didn't ask.
Huang Ling also asked curiously: "Yes, Tuxi, Tunan and their Chinese teachers all support them to submit articles to magazines and make pen pals. Didn't your teacher say that?"
"I think he did, but I didn't pay much attention to it."
Zhou Chen really didn't remember what was said in class, but now the domestic literary atmosphere is booming, and teachers really support students to make their own voices, write poems and articles, and even if students' essays are well written, the school will take the initiative to help students submit.
Zhou Chen had two essays published in local newspapers and magazines before, and he received more than ten yuan in royalties.
But he didn't think about developing in this direction at the time, because he felt that because of his age, after all, if students aged 11 or 12 publish those love stories, it would be very inappropriate no matter how you look at it.
"I haven't thought about publishing articles in this area yet, maybe I will write in the future."
Song Ying smiled and praised: "With our Tuxi's level, as long as he wants, he will definitely be able to write articles as good as Shu Ting in the future. When Tuxi becomes a great writer in the future, he must sign for Auntie."
Zhou Chen smiled and said: "Of course, if I become famous in the future, I will be the first to sign for Auntie, as many as she wants."
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In order to respond to the city's policy, the high school department of No. 1 Middle School specially arranged mixed sitting for boys and girls in the class, but it will be adjusted once a week.
Mixed sitting for boys and girls did cause some movement in the school, but Zhou Chen was indifferent to all these. He was not a group of beginners who had never experienced anything. They had never experienced anything. Not to mention sitting together, even sleeping together, as long as he didn't want to, he could sit together without being disturbed.
In the first year of high school, there was really a wave of magazine pen pals. The classmates all started to make pen pals and submit articles to magazines. Zhou Chen alone made many pen pals in the class, and the notebooks were all filled with the pen names of his classmates.
Zhuang Tunan wrote many articles and poems and submitted them to magazines, but unfortunately, none of them were included, which made him very depressed. He thought he wrote well, but why did no one appreciate it?
Thinking of Zhou Chen who had published many stories, he wanted to ask Zhou Chen for advice, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. In the end, he just endured it silently and worked hard silently.
Wu Shanshan and Zhang Min seemed to have become literary young women. When they learned that Zhuang Tunan had borrowed a lot of magazines from the library, they came to borrow magazines. Wu Shanshan also borrowed Zhuang Tunan's junior high school notebook. The goal is also to take the first middle school entrance examination.
Even Wu Shanshan always asked Zhou Chen how to write articles and how to write good essays.
In the Spring Festival of 1982, I didn't go to my grandparents' house in Changzhou again, except for going to the old Zhuang family to have the New Year's Eve dinner, but this year I didn't even stay up there. I went home after the New Year's Eve dinner.
Zhuang Chaoying was very dissatisfied with this, but Huang Ling is not the same as before. She is very confident now and does not need to compromise. On the contrary, Zhuang Chaoying and the old Zhuang family have no way to deal with Huang Ling.
Now it is a matter of offense and defense!
This year, the return of educated youth to the city has become more and more intense. In Zhou Chen's alley, there have been many educated youth returning this year, and many things have happened in the surrounding streets.
Often there are more than one person returning to the city, and many of them have families with them. But now it is difficult to find a job, and both work and school have become a big problem. For the sake of housing and work, many families are in a commotion.
Just today, Wang Yong's family next door to Zhou Chen's family also made a big fuss, because Wang Yong's sister Wang Fang came back with her daughter and wanted to live at home and send her daughter Zhou Qing to a local school in Suzhou.
But Wang Yong did not care about the brother-sister relationship at all, and took the mother and daughter's luggage and threw them out the door, driving them out.
Wang Fang pestered and pestered to stay, but Wang Yong and his wife did not give him any leeway. The old couple of the Wang family also said nothing and acquiesced to their son's behavior. In the end, Wang Fang could only sit on the wall and cry loudly, and Zhou Qing also shed tears silently.
Changed it a little, Lin Dongzhe went to No. 1 Middle School for junior high school. I didn't check it carefully before, sorry!