Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 455: Contribution for Literature Society (5)

Shu Cheng, who knows that the Internet is bursting, doesn’t care about eating lollipops. The first one is the first one. What's so surprising? It’s not strange to be the first!

Shu Cheng's eyelids lifted slightly, looking at the call for papers on the wall of the literary club. The dark eyes flashed an unknown light. Call for papers?

"Male god, are you interested in this call for papers?" The girl asked Shu Cheng while she stared at the call for notices.

Shu Cheng held a lollipop in her lips with a wicked smile, and her voice was as soft as the wind of March, gorgeous and elegant: "Yes."

"What's so proud, it looks like something." A boy not far away looked at Shu Cheng with disdain.

This boy is called Zhang Guobao. He is a freshman of Tsinghua University. He is the No. 1 champion of H province. Now he has participated in countless essay competitions since his childhood.

In the place where Tsinghua University is full of students, some of them are Shu Cheng’s younger sisters, while others are more dissatisfied with Shu Cheng. Zhang Guobao belongs to the latter.

He does feel that Shu Cheng’s poems are excellent, and the love of life at the opening ceremony is also exceptionally good, but he believes he can be better than him.

He frowned when he saw his companions talking about Shu Cheng’s poems. He stared at Shu Cheng fiercely. He will also participate in the essay contest this time. There is only one grade 1 award this time.

So: he must get a grade 1 award back.

Shu Cheng did not ignore Zhang Guobao’s eyes,

The girl next to him saw Shu Cheng’s eyes and immediately explained to Zhang Guobao: "Don’t mind, male **** Zhang Zhangbao is a child, a little bit more victorious, but there is nothing bad about it."

"Zhang Guobao?" Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly and silently vomited this very low name in the bottom of his heart.

Girls don’t know Shu Cheng’s psychological activities, and they don’t think much about it. “This essay contest is a national competition. It’s quite formal. Many people interested in this aspect should participate. The competition is great.”

"Oh." Shu Cheng raised her eyebrows and answered lazily. When she saw that the girl seemed to be in embarrassment, she immediately added: "I know."

......

Zhang Guobao has no influence on Shu Cheng. He even forgot his name in a flash, but Zhang Guobao is already trying to think about what to write.

The attitude is so serious that even Zhang Guobao's parents are all Beijing. Zhang Guobao has never been so nervous and serious about seeing him in various competitions since he was a child!

Shu Cheng thought for a while and started to write--

【For the noodle shop, when it is the busiest, it should be regarded as the New Year's Eve. This day of Beihaiting Noodle House has also been very busy since long ago.

It is usually a lively street until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. After 10 o'clock on New Year's night, it will be very quiet. At this time, the customers of Beihaiting Noodle House seemed to be missing suddenly.

Just when the last customer went out, the store mainly said that when the door was closed, the store door was creaked open. A woman came in with two children. Two boys, 6 and 10 years old, in brand new sportswear. The woman was wearing a short slanting plaid coat.

"Welcome!" The lady boss stepped forward to greet her. 】

The story starts here.

This story is called "A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles", and it is translated as "A Bowl of Clear Soup Soba". It is a touching story, because in its plain language, it contains the power of personality and the glory of human touch. .