Chapter 328 Zhang Yu, a Self-Motivated

At this time, Chang Yi turned to smile and said: "Zhang Yu! You can say that your performance in this national competition is very good. At the same time, you have 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 you can create more and better works in the future. Win more honors for you and our province.”

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I know Chairman Chang! I will try my best. But if the kid is bullied in the meeting in the future, I can rely on you, your big backer, to back me up."

Ha ha ha ha ha! When the few people around heard Zhang Yu's words so smooth, they all shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

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In the following time, several people exchanged mobile phone numbers and icq numbers, and it was officially said goodbye.

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

Yu Rongdao: "Although Zhang Yu is young, his writing style is unusual. I think his future development is definitely not small."

Luo Jinsheng said: "It's strange to say it! Literature such as literature generally relies on the precipitation of time to gradually show its extraordinaryness. The situation like Zhang Yu is still very rare now."

Wu Changhao said: "I haven't seen it before, so I don't believe it! Now it seems that I can't believe it anymore. There is indeed an incredible genius in this literature! And Zhang Yu is exactly such a genius among geniuses! I will see in the future. This kid is definitely a leader among the younger generation."

Chang Yi said: "Leave Zhang Yu aside! We also saw a lot of young talents in this competition. They may be the golden generation of the future literary world!"

"Golden generation?" Tian Zhenbo murmured, wondering what he was thinking...

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Zhang Yu came to the gate of the Palace of Culture and saw that there were many people in the class waiting here, but most of them were quiet, which seemed a little strange.

When Zhang Yu took a closer look, he found that Principal Huang and all the school leaders were standing here. No wonder these people are so weird, and they are so quiet because of the pressure of the school leaders.

Huang Yan and his party originally planned to meet Zhang Yu and leave... When they found class 12, they found that Zhang Yu had not come out. Only after asking, did he know that he was retained by the relevant leaders of the National Writers Association. Although Huang Yan didn't know what happened, he also wanted to make it clear, in case there was any problem with the final result, lest he would be passive if he didn't know.

The school leaders and their group stood aside, of course everyone in Class Twelve couldn't be as relaxed as usual. They are careful not to speak loudly, muttering, and seem very strange.

When the group saw Zhang Yu, they were relieved. Everyone in the class, of course, felt that Zhang Yu could figure it out, and his group no longer needed to be in a daze with the school leaders. The school leaders are also looking forward to the stars and the moon, for fear of unforeseen things happening outside the festival.

"Hello, Principal Huang!" Zhang Yu walked over to greet Huang Yan out of courtesy.

"Good! Good!" Huang Yan nodded and said, "Zhang Yu, what is the leader of the Writers Association looking for from you?"

Zhang Yu said: "Oh! It's no big deal. Chairman Tian of the Writers Association, asked me if I wanted to join the National Writers Association."

"What!" All the school leaders showed incredible expressions when they heard this.

When I was young, I didn't even graduate from high school.

Want to join the National Writers Association now? Although the leaders of No. 1 Middle School have been engaged in education all the year round, they have never joined any related groups. But I have never eaten pork, I have always seen pigs run! How can I say that I have been engaged in the education industry all the year round, and I am a person from half a cultural circle. I don't know much about the circle, but at least I know a little bit about the fur.

For a special group like the National Writers Association, anyone who has the qualifications to join it must at least be in a certain circle and have certain achievements. It seems that you want to join the Provincial Writers Association, at least in the literary circles in the city and have a certain influence. If you want to join the National Writers Association, you must at least be a member of the Provincial Writers Association and be a member of the Provincial Writers Association.

At Zhang Yu's age, it can be said that he has not even grown his hair yet. Can you join the National Writers Association? From the point of view of Huang Yan and his party, it was simply incredible.

Huang Yan asked, "So what happened in the end? Did you join?"

Zhang Yudao: "Not now! Chairman Tian wants me to join the Provincial Writers Association first, and then be recommended by the Provincial Writers Association to the National Writers Association. Finally, I will be issued a certificate or something! I think it will take me a month."

Huang Yan was very happy to hear this... His school has such an iconic student, it is simply a living sign of the school. A special student who is a member of the National Writers Association and the National Music Association. This is simply a live advertisement of the very high quality education in my school! Thinking of this, Huang Yan laughed and said: "Not bad! Zhang Yu, you did very well this time. The school! There will be certain material rewards for your excellent performance. I want you to study hard in the future! Fight for your academic performance and literature. In terms of art, neither is compromised. All right!"

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I know Principal Huang! If there is nothing else, my classmates and I will leave first."

"Let's go! Let's go! Be careful!" Huang Yan nodded.

The group of Class 12 greeted the school leaders one after another, and they left happily as if they were liberated.

Huang Yan and the others looked at each other at this time... the expressions of each one seemed quite incredible. It sounds so strange that a young student suddenly became a member of the National Writers Association.

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

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

Huang Yan nodded when he heard the words, and said, "Oh! It turns out to be the squad leader. It seems that Zhang Yu is really a capable and self-motivated child."

Li Yunliang rolled his eyes when he heard this, but didn't say anything... For him, there is no more self-motivated child in this world than Zhang Yu. Go to sleep if you have nothing to do! The things in the class were never talked about, nor did he learn. Of course, he didn't dare to say that. Isn't it unpleasant to find a leader in front of the leader? Just say it! He cleared his throat and said, "Yeah! Zhang Yu is indeed a good student with a great sense of collective honor and a serious and responsible attitude. Principal, you are too accurate!"

When Han Shaoli heard these words and saw Li Yunliang's strange expression, she almost burst out laughing. As a Chinese teacher in Class Twelve, she knew exactly what Zhang Yu was like. Li Yunliang's ability to bear such words is indeed strong enough. (To be continued.)