With a Door In Mind

Riding a bicycle on the road, thinking that old man Qin would be busy now.

With so much to offer, there are sure to be some good ones to pick out.

But don't worry, give it to him after a while.

After running the next day, I went to school normally.

The get out of class bell rang.

Chu Yanyan asked him:

"Zhou Xiaochuan, it's our class's turn to get the big-character poster in the school. How should we publish it?"

Zhou Xiaochuan said suspiciously: "Publish as you want. Don't you publish all the blackboard newspapers in the class?"

Hearing his words, Chu Yanyan didn't even get angry.

Unless this guy was resisted by the head teacher for half a year, he would not do anything.

"This is the big-character poster of the school, not the class. How should the content be written? And it must be novel."

Zhou Xiaochuan said indifferently: "What can you write on the school's big-character posters. You can only write about inspiration. As for novelty? Writing about others is old-fashioned, can't you write your own?"

Chu Yanyan froze for a moment when she heard the words, "Write about yourself, what are you writing about?"

"Go to the countryside and go to the factory, and write those boring things more vividly. Isn't the spirit of having fun while suffering?"

Chu Yanyan nodded while listening.

"Tell me how the melon seeds grow on your head."

Zhou Xiaochuan curled his lips when he heard the words, and every time the school publishes big-character posters, it is a eulogy. Nothing new at all.

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan's expression, she immediately said, "I'm not going to leave after school this afternoon, let's write big-character posters together."

"Okay, I understand." Zhou Xiaochuan agreed after hearing the words, this must be coaxed, otherwise he will not be able to pick someone up in the future.

After school in the afternoon, he slowly followed the girls.

These are the few people in the class who can write more beautifully and can draw.

"Hey, Yanyan, you are really amazing,

Can you please move our big monitor. "

"Then you don't care who it is, and you have offended our Yanyan, so you won't take his car after school."

"What are you talking about?"

Chu Yanyan blushed when she heard the conversation of these people.

Fortunately, it was a little red before, and it didn't look very obvious.

"Oops, I'm blushing."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, she was exposed to the sun, okay?"

"Yes, yes, yes, from the sun."

"I'll kill you."

Seeing this, Chu Yanyan started playing with a few people.

Then he glanced at Zhou Xiaochuan behind him, and saw that the other party was acting like a fool, and didn't pay attention to this side.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

When I came to the place, it was actually a big black-painted wooden board on the school road, and a rainproof roof was made on it.

Several people erased the original things on the blackboard and began to write and draw.

Zhou Xiaochuan was pointing at the side as if throwing his hands away from the shopkeeper.

Soon a picture of farmers going to work in the fields appeared on the blackboard.

Next is the point, the article.

This is the several hundred word manuscript that Chu Yanyan wrote in the afternoon.

Modern students have a characteristic, that is, they like to quote the past and the present, and speak in a polite manner.

But this is a characteristic of the times.

It was also an interesting time.

Zhou Xiaochuan edited it a little bit to make it feel like a vernacular. But combined with the background of going to the countryside, it is more down-to-earth.

After several people finished writing, they looked at the contents of the big-character poster and looked at Zhou Xiaochuan with a little worry.

"Is this okay? Isn't it too imprecise?"

Zhou Xiaochuan said indifferently: "Do you think it's appropriate to go to the village to talk about words?"

Several other people also nodded when they heard the words.

It just feels weird, but I just don't know where it is.

In the end, the big-character poster was not changed, and it was finalized in this way.

He sent Chu Yanyan back by bicycle.

He returned home.

When I came to the school the next morning, a group of students gathered around the big-character posters.

"What's there to write about? Don't you go there every year?"

"Yes, but after reading this article, I feel that I missed a lot of beautiful scenery when I went to the countryside."

"Don't tell me, it's true."

...

In class in the morning, when teacher Yang, the head teacher, came to the classroom, he asked excitedly, "Who wrote the big-character poster at the school gate?"

Several participants said one after another: "It's Chu Yanyan."

"It's well written, and the lines fit the scene very well. The principal said it was well written. I'm going to submit this article."

Chu Yanyan was stunned when she heard the words, feeling that it was strange what the teacher said.

This is quite a sensation.

But the heat came and went quickly. Every year, some students contribute to the newspaper.

I didn't see a few people being selected.

Half a month passed by in a flash.

This afternoon, everyone came out of the class after the exam, and this semester ended like this.

The spring sports meeting originally planned for this semester was also not held.

I can't help it, I can't eat enough and have no strength.

Because of the exam, school ends early. After thinking about it for so long, I didn't go to see what effect the spring water has.

Riding a bicycle, he arrived at Old Man Qin's house.

When he came to the place, Qin Xiao hadn't finished school yet, only the old man Qin was at home alone.

Seeing Zhou Xiaochuan come in, old man Qin glanced at him,

"Where is the thing that I asked you to find for me? I have been nagged to death by Lao Zhang these days. Every time I ask me to use that rotten chess piece."

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaochuan handed him the bag in his hand.

Inside is the rosewood chess.

"Master, I didn't find the wood, but I found this. Do you think it will work?"

Old man Qin smiled happily when he saw this set of chessboards. "Hey, this is good, but the paint is peeling off. I'll find some paint and put it on."

While talking, Zhou Xiaochuan sized up the other party.

White hair is still white, no signs of turning black.

However, old man Qin's complexion has changed. The wrinkles and age spots on my face that were originally full of wrinkles have actually dissipated a little at this moment.

Although it was not particularly obvious, he still felt it.

He asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Old man, have you finished the wine I gave you?"

Old man Qin said angrily when he heard the words: "Do you really think I'm an alcoholic? I only drink a little every two days. Not every day."

Hearing his words, Zhou Xiaochuan made a calculation.

That bottle of spring water was only about a catty, and Yang Yuemei drank more than two taels.

The remaining three Grandpa Zhao were divided equally.

It's only about two taels per person, plus a catty of wine, and they haven't finished drinking, but they don't drink much.

It seems that either increasing lifespan or conditioning the body.

"Old man, I'll make it for you when you finish drinking that wine."

Old man Qin glanced at him suspiciously, "Did you lose my mask, kid, or did you say you're not going to return it?"

Hearing old man Qin's words, his forehead went dark.

"Old man, I'm going to ask you to show me something again."

Old man Qin had such an expression, "It's not too bad. You can put it in the basement there. I'll go see it when I have time."

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded when he heard the words, and reminded before leaving: "Master, I don't know if there is any problem with this source, so be careful when you use it."

Old man Qin didn't ask where he came from, but just hummed lightly.

Seeing that the old man understood, he rode away without saying much.

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