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Then the camera briefly switched to the big Beihai Pavilion.

Following this scene, I watched the scene of the mother and son eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles for the second time. "This day, I was sent away by this sentence that has been said dozens or even hundreds of times."

The scene switches to the third year. In this scene, the reader learns more about what happened to the mother and son in more detail, and then they disappeared without a trace or heard from for several years.

The considerate boss added a handful of noodles for a mother who had two children but only ordered a portion of Yangchun noodles. When she wanted to add more noodles, the lady boss said no, so they would know and would hurt their self-esteem.

"Mom, it's so delicious~"

"Let's eat again next year~"

"Wow~"

This place has been reserved for the mother and son, and it has become a happy seat. Even if the store is renovated, it still maintains its original appearance and is placed in the center of the store. When customers ask about it, the boss will tell them the story of this bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Since then, this seat has become a seat of happiness, and many couples come from far away to eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles at this seat.

Seeing this, the president's eyes were wet.

There is warmth everywhere in the world, although it is only very subtle, even very weak, but it still fills the heart with a sense of happiness.

Many years later, the boys have achieved success in their careers, and they brought their mothers in beautiful kimonos back here to eat three bowls of Yangchun noodles.

After the president finished reading the manuscript, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion because of his excellent writing skills. He doesn't know when he will be able to match such writing skills.

The president recalled the discussion of the literary club just now, if such a work is still perfunctory, then what kind of work is not perfunctory?

This manuscript is deeply touching and sincere. It interprets the truth, kindness and beauty of human nature, and brings people endless thoughts and inspirations. It is very possible that such a work is written by a master in the literary world. Participate An essay contest is simply more than enough.

He knows the literary level of the staff in the literary agency. Zhang Guobao's writing style is really excellent. He has participated in many essay competitions and has rich experience. He often wins the first place in the competitions. Compared with other students in Tsinghua University, he is indeed better. Quite a few.

But he is still far behind Shu Cheng.

Perhaps it should be said that there is no comparison at all.

It's not deliberately mocking, nor is it belittling Zhang Guobao, it's the truth.

"President." Zhang Guobao pushed the door open, "I think you don't want to submit Shu Cheng's manuscript for now, I will persuade him to write another one, I, no, want, win, no, no, Wu!"

The young man's eyes were full of ignited blood, and he acted recklessly. He really didn't want to win by force. Since there was a competition, it had to be a fair contest.

In his opinion, Shu Cheng's perfunctory manner is an insult to him, what he wants is to win with dignity!

The president looked into Zhang Guobao's eyes and sighed, "Did you believe what they said?"

Zhang Guobao frowned blankly, who do you believe? What's the meaning?

"I advise you to speak after reading this call for essays!" The president handed over the computer to Zhang Guobao.

Zhang Guobao's eyes flashed with doubts, and he clicked on Shu Cheng's manuscript.

Twenty minutes later.

"I lost. It wasn't a match of the same level. It was a disastrous defeat." Zhang Guobao's eyes were full of loneliness, and they were shining again in a blink of an eye, "So I will work harder."