From Chasing His Wife To the Top

Li Hao felt that Xia Chong couldn't talk to Bing.

But in fact, what Long Jiayang said just now was not the idea of ​​a scumbag.

But as a normal teenager, it is ubiquitous.

Falling in love is not necessarily for getting married.

Or just to experience love?

Once upon a time, Li Hao also thought so.

But now, having experienced most of his life, his thoughts have naturally changed.

[A relationship that is not for the purpose of marriage is a hooligan! 】

The old man left a golden sentence about love early in the morning.

In any case, now Li Hao only wants to do three things.

study.

make money.

Chase Xiaoke.

The weekend is coming to an end.

Li Hao went back to school.

As soon as he arrived in the classroom, teacher Niu Haibo looked at Li Hao with a smile on his face, and other students also applauded.

Li Hao was a little puzzled, he stood at the door of the classroom, wondering: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Hao, you won the first prize for your Xinchuang Cup composition!" Lu Chenyi shouted from the back row of the classroom.

The classmates in the class were very happy, and they all praised.

"Sure enough, Brother Hao will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move."

"Yeah, it's amazing."

"I really want to read classmate Li Hao's composition."

Niu Haibo walked up to Li Hao, feeling very emotional.

He said immediately: "Just now the New Creation Cup judges sent a notice saying that you won the first prize. This is the certificate and the bonus."

Niu Haibo took the certificate and a red envelope from the podium.

Li Hao opened the certificate and saw that it was written in big characters: "Congratulations to Li Hao for winning the first prize in the Xinchuang Cup Composition Competition. I am sending this certificate as an encouragement."

He glanced at the amount in the red envelope and widened his eyes slightly.

According to this thickness, there are two thousand yuan!

The prizes of this new creation cup competition are so rich? !

Why don't you know? !

Li Hao just remembered that he didn't go for the award at all, and participated in this competition just to find Luo Xiaoke.

As a result, Luo Xiaoke was not found during the game, but was found after the game, which can be regarded as unintentional.

What's even more rare is that my random article that I posted out of emotion actually won the first prize?

This is too easy, right?

But Li Hao didn't know, because of his composition, all the judges of the New Creation Cup Competition had a severe headache.

The time must be traced back to five days ago.

As soon as the Xinchuang Cup composition competition ended, all eight judges sat together to evaluate and correct the fifty final compositions.

The organizers valued the word-of-mouth effect this time, so they specially invited a number of Chinese teachers from key city middle schools and provincial key middle schools to help out.

Among them, Mr. Feng Xiang, who was previously the person in charge of the Chinese examination papers for the senior high school entrance examination, was appointed as the review team leader of this competition.

Most of the students participating in the finals this time are students with good Chinese skills, so the teachers are also looking forward to what sparks their compositions will have.

After all, the title of the composition this time is very new.

【Favorite in student days】

I am afraid that none of the students have ever written a composition on this theme, because it is impossible to test composition on such a subject in school.

However, not taking the test does not mean that the students will not be able to write.

It is precisely because of this open composition competition that the students' thinking is not restricted, and they can write a composition that they think in their hearts with a powerful and unconstrained style of writing.

Composition No. 1 was quickly displayed in front of everyone.

Composition title: [Love Stories from Student Times]

[When I was a child, you were small and exquisite, and I was in the wind.

That year, you were 7 years old and I was 6 and a half years old.

Shyly, you asked me to fly a kite on the hillside.

I was innocent and ruthlessly rejected you: "Mom said that there are bad people, witches and big bad wolves on the mountain."

Seeing your sullen look, I calmly spit out two words: "Unless."

You were overjoyed, and hurriedly asked, "Unless what?"

I grabbed your ear and whispered to you: "Unless you lend me your brother's "New 8 Dragon Ball" VCD!"

So, you told your thick-backed brother about my request.

As a result, I went to fly a kite with you, who was in high spirits, with a sad face.

It's just that you didn't lend me that dish I've been dreaming of for a long time.

And my left eye was bruised and swollen for some reason

In that semester, you were in grade 6 and I was in grade 5, and I repeated the grade.

The bell rang to prepare for the final exam.

You rushed downstairs without hesitation, came to my classroom, took my little hand and said to me: "I will leave this campus next semester."

With a wrong expression and wrong meaning, I thought you were showing off something, crossed your hands angrily, pouted and said loudly: "What's so great, one day I will "catch up" to you."

Before you know it, another year has passed. I am in the first grade of junior high school, and you are already in the second grade of junior high school.

On this day, I wiped the only antique cultural relic "Phoenix Bicycle" that has been treasured at home for several years, and I hummed a song while riding the bicycle: "The 17-year-old bicycle and I, the round dance cycle is very Mozart."

All the way light car minor tune, soon came to your house downstairs.

An unexpected but expected accident happened: you were walking shoulder to shoulder with a brother (later learned that it was your cousin), talking and laughing all the way to the campus .

Since then, my grades have dropped rapidly in a vertical line, just like my heart.

I started to degenerate, smoking and drinking, skipping school, surfing the Internet and watching the third grade.

Last year, you failed (provincial key high school) with excellent results (compared to your school ranking).

This year, it's my turn to go to high school.

My "outstanding" grades made my parents and teachers very nervous.

Under the matchmaking of a mother and a teacher, you agreed to tutor me in my revision!

You always tirelessly explain to me, but I always love to stare at you in the explanation.

Soon, you need to choose a school to apply for.

You encouraged me to apply for "Harvard", so I had no choice but to agree wholeheartedly.

In the case of self-knowledge, I quietly applied for the school you are studying now!

Finally, the results came out.

Sure enough, I still failed to get into Harvard, but by chance, I happened to be one of the freshmen in your school.

Hey, why don't I be your junior when I take the university entrance exam, then I'll keep chasing you. 】

As soon as this piece of composition came out, the eight judges were overjoyed. What's more, they scored a high score of 48 points, which is only two points away from a perfect score!

"Okay, let's hurry up and read the next one!"

Although the teachers were full of interest, they were obviously a little tired when they changed to ten o'clock in the evening.

"Why don't we change this one and change it tomorrow."

One of the teachers suggested.

"Okay, I'm tired too."

"Okay, let's click on the next composition."

When the teachers saw the title of the next composition, they immediately became interested.

The essay is titled "Like Is an Equal Thing."

Thanks to Mo Yuxiaoqiu for the 5000 coin reward, ah! ! Thank you, thank you for the reward of 1,000 coins that I would rather stay within a few miles of you~Thank you for the pink blue clown’s reward of 2222 coins, a lot of 2 haha, thank you, and continue to ask for recommendation tickets, please reward~