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Chang Hao turned to smile at this time: "Zhang Yu! This national competition, you can say that it is very good. At the same time, it also won a difficult honor for our literary circle in Dongxing Province. First of all, I welcome you. Join the Provincial Writers Association. I hope that you can create more and better works in the future. For your personal and our province, win more honors."

Zhang Yu nodded and said: "I know Mr. Chang! I will try my best. But if the kid is bullied in the meeting, I can rely on your big backing to back it up."

Ha ha ha ha ha! Several people around him heard Zhang Yu’s sleekness and shook his head.

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In the following time, several people exchanged the mobile phone number and the icq number, which was officially said to be bye.

Zhang Yu pushed the door out of the house... Several people in the house looked at each other.

Yu Rongdao: "Zhang Yu is a young man, but his writing is very hot. I think his future development is definitely not small."

Luo Jinsheng said: "It is strange to say it! Literature is generally based on the precipitation of time, and it gradually shows extraordinary. Like Zhang Yu, it is still very rare now."

Wu Changhao said: "I have never seen it before, so I don't believe it! Now it seems that I don't believe it. In this literature, there are indeed incredible geniuses! And Zhang Yu is precisely the genius in this genius! I will see later. In the younger generation, this kid is definitely a leader."

Chang said: "Opening up Zhang Yu is not counted! We have also seen a lot of young talents in this competition. They may be the golden generation of the future literary world!"

"Golden generation?" Tian Zhenbo muttered, not knowing what to think...

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Zhang Yu came to the gate of the Palace of Culture. There are still many people waiting to be seen here, but the big ones are very quiet. It seems to be a bit strange.

When Zhang Yu took a closer look, he found that the former Huang Principal and the leaders of a group of schools were standing here. No wonder these people are so weird, and they dare to be so quiet when they have the leadership of the school.

Huang Wei and his party originally planned to go with Zhang Yu. When they found the 12th class, they found that Zhang Yu had not come out. Only after I asked, he was retained by the relevant leaders of the State Writers Association. Although Huang Qi does not know what happened, he also wants to make it clear, in case it is because of the problems in the final results, so that he does not know that he will be passive.

The school leaders and the group of people stood on one side, and of course the 12 classes could not be as relaxed as usual. They are careful not to speak loudly, hey, it looks very weird.

After seeing Zhang Yu, the group of people was relieved. Everyone in the class, of course, feels that Zhang Yu can figure it out, and his own group of people don’t have to be in a daze with the school leaders. The school leaders are also looking forward to the stars looking forward to the moon, for fear of unforeseen things happening outside the festival.

"Yellow president is good!" Zhang Yu was polite, and came to say hello to Huang Wei.

"Good! Good!" Huang Hao nodded and said: "Zhang Yu, what is the leader of the association looking for you?"

Zhang Yudao: "Oh! No big deal. Chairman Tian, ​​who is a member of the association, asked if I want to join the National Association."

"What!" A group of school leaders heard this revealing an incredible expression.

I haven’t graduated from a junior high school. I’m going to join the National Writers Association now? Although the school leaders in Yizhong have been engaged in education for many years, they have not joined any relevant groups. But I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs running! How to say that I am also engaged in the education industry all the year round, is considered a half cultural circle. I don’t know much about the things in the circle, but at least the fur is still some.

Like the special group of the National Writers Association, anyone who has the qualifications to join them must at least have a certain degree in a certain circle. It seems that you want to join the Provincial Writers Association. At least it is in the literary circle of the city and has a certain influence. If you want to join the National Association, then at least the circle at the provincial level can be called, at least in the Provincial Writers Association is a member of the committee level.

Zhang Yu’s age is so large that it can be said that even Mao has not yet grown. Can you join the National Association? From the perspective of Huang Wei and his party, it is simply unbelievable.

Huang Wei asked: "What happened to the end? Have you joined?"

Zhang Yudao: "Now! Chairman Tian asked me to join the Provincial Writers Association first, and then the Provincial Writers Association recommended it to the National Writers Association. Finally, I can issue a certificate to me! I think, how can I have a month?"

Huang Hao was very happy to hear this... My school can have such an iconic student, it is simply a living sign of the school. A special student of the National Writers Association and the National Music Association. This is simply a live advertisement with very high quality education in my school! Thinking of this, Huang Hao laughed and said: "Yes! Zhang Yu, you performed very well this time. School! There will be some material reward for your wonderful performance. You will still study hard in the future! Fight for academic achievements and literature. In terms of art, neither will fall. Okay!"

Zhang Yu nodded: "I know Huang Principal! If nothing happens, my classmates will leave first."

"Let's go! Let's go! Pay attention to safety!" Huang Wei nodded ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ The 12th class and the class leaders greeted the school leaders, and the cheers seemed to be liberated, and they left with joy.

A few people in Huang Wei looked at each other at this time... The expressions of each one looked incredible. A young student suddenly became a member of the National Writers Association. It sounds so strange.

What Huang Qi suddenly thought of, turned to look at Li Yunliang, said: "Mr. Li, is Zhang Yu a member of the class committee?"

Li Yunliang nodded and said: "Yes! He is the squad leader."

Huang Wei nodded and said: "Oh! It turned out to be the monitor. It seems that Zhang Yu is really a capable and self-motivated child."

Li Yunliang heard this white-eyed, did not say anything... For him, there is no more child in this world than Zhang Yu. Sleep when you have nothing to do! The things in the class never matter, and he does not see him. Of course, he dare not say this, this is not in front of the leadership, looking for leadership is not happy. Had to lick! Cleared the scorpion, said: "Yes! Zhang Yu is indeed a good student with a sense of collective honor and willingness to be responsible. Principal, you see people look too accurate!"

Han Shaoli heard this sentence, and added to see Li Yunliang's face with a strange expression, almost did not laugh out. As a Chinese teacher of the 12th class, what is Zhang Yu's situation, she is clear. Li Yunliang can say such words, and his psychological endurance is indeed strong enough. (To be continued.)