On Sunday, November 22nd, the ninth day of the National Cultivation School Body Technique Competition, students from hundreds of schools all over the country gathered in neat square formations in the square of Nine Dragon Mountain Base.
It could be seen that compared to the beginning, the delegations sent by each school were basically fewer people. Some students who suffered from fractures or other more serious injuries during the competition could be exempted from participating in the closing ceremony after being reported by the teacher leading the team.
Yi Zhiyang and Lotus Sun hadn't come.
In fact, Lotus Sun had already woken up earlier, but that Old Man Sun from Huaguo Water Curtain Group had been worried, and had taken her back overnight for a more detailed examination.
All in all, this National Body Technique Competition finally drew to a close with No. 60 High's one-sided team performance.
A lot of people sighed in their hearts at the dramatic nature of the competition.
At the same time, a lot of people had pent-up resentment in their hearts.
Before the competition had started, no one had thought that No. 60 High would end up with a big lead over the other teams in the form of bonus points for essays.
What happened to the body technique exchange competition?!
Wang Ling thought of the spirit sword competition with No. 59 High School.
They hadn't had many opportunities to display their spirit swords at all, and no one had expected the same mistake to repeat itself in the National Body Technique Competition this time.
As expected, life was a circle.
But it wasn't as if there hadn't been any exciting fights in the competition. For example, the showdown between Yi Zhiyang and Lotus Sun at the peak of the Golden Core stage could be taken out and scrutinized again and again.
On the sports field, Wang Ling looked around out of the corner of his eye and noticed that a lot of people were watching him.
He knew in his heart that the reason he was the focus of so much attention wasn't because of his battle with Nan Yixiu, but because of the essay written by his real clone "Crispy Noodles" after the competition which had made him popular …
Who knew things would turn out like this!
Wang Ling sighed helplessly.
…
On the way back to Songhai city on the air immortal warship, Wang Ling was worried about one thing, and that was whether Father Wang would find an excuse to dock his allowance.
He had stirred up too much trouble in this national competition, and now the whole school … no, the whole Alliance of Ten Thousand Schools knew that he was a good writer.
Fortunately, Odd Zhuo knew that Wang Ling had always liked to keep a low profile and didn't like to draw attention to himself. Thus, Odd Zhuo had already spread the word that Wang Ling's composition this time was just a flash in the pan.
When it came to writing an essay, even if there were no mistakes in the choice of words and sentences, it was still largely dependent on inspiration and luck. A person could not guarantee that he would always be able to write a golden sentence. Sometimes, when he suddenly thought of an awesome sentence, it was really just a sudden burst of inspiration.
But he didn't know how many people would accept this.
In any case, on the way back, everyone on the air immortal warship was filled with admiration for Wang Ling, especially Tang Jingze, who could almost be described as prostrating himself on the ground.
"Classmate Wang Ling, your composition is amazing! He's practically a modern-day Lu Shuren! "Tang Jingze savored the sentences in the essay.
What he liked the most was that sentence, "A speck of dust from an era, when it falls on a person's head, is like a mountain."
What kind of literary talent did he have to write such a great sentence?
Incredible, incredible …
No one was more excited than Wang Ling's language teacher, Guan Ziqian.
Teacher Guan was a very low-key person, and usually didn't show his face.
He was a very low-key office worker, and of course, there was nothing to say about his professional ability.
All along, Guan Ziqian had been quite critical of Wang Ling's essays. It wasn't that Wang Ling's writing wasn't good, but that it was too plain! It was like a running account, and even the arguments were very old-fashioned! Wang Ling's essay could barely be considered above a passing grade, but this kind of essay would never get a high score.
Thus, when this essay called "Substitute" was exposed in the national competition, Teacher Guan, who usually didn't say much in the group, actually directly @ -ed Wang Ling.
"Wang Ling, have you finally figured it out?" Teacher Guan sent a facepalm emoji. "Why do I feel like your essay is ghostwritten?"
Looking at Teacher Guan's question in the class group, Wang Ling thought about it for a long time before he trembled and replied with two words: "No."
To be honest, when he typed these two words on the screen, Wang Ling felt guilty.
Seeing his reply, Teacher Guan didn't stand on ceremony, and directly retorted in the group. "Then what's with your usual essays? Are you playing me? "
"…"
He hit the nail on the head.
Wang Ling was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, Old Antique came out in time to smooth things over for Wang Ling. "Student Wang Ling belongs to the category of contestants who occasionally perform well in competitions. Teacher Guan, don't be so calculative." Seeing Wang Ling's pitiful appearance as he held his phone, Old Antique's heart ached a little.
Look at how scared this child is!
Naturally, Teacher Guan was joking.
His students had written such an excellent essay in a national competition, and he was very happy in his heart.
He didn't type anymore, and directly praised Wang Ling in the group by voice message. "Wang Ling, this is enough to show that you actually have literary talent and potential. I suspect that you were too nervous when you wrote your essay before because you didn't have enough time. If you were given enough time, even if you didn't perform as well as you did this time, you would at least be above average or even above average! "
Wang Ling still didn't have the guts to reply.
The reason was that he felt that Teacher Guan was implying something.
Sure enough, Teacher Guan's next words were: "Wang Ling, there's a district essay competition in the middle of next month. Our language team teachers have been discussing for a long time who our school should send. How about you? "
Wang Ling: "?"
Teacher Guan: "This time, it was all thanks to your essay that our school won the national competition. I don't think the other language team teachers have any objections. People are forced to be like this. Since you have potential, you should give yourself the right amount of pressure, understand? I'm doing this for your own good. "
Wang Ling: "…"
He knew things would turn out like this!
…
It was already afternoon by the time he returned to No. 60 High's sports field on the Sky Immortal Warship. Wang Ling was about to go home when he heard someone shouting on the road, "A Speck of Ashes of the Times! A Speck of Ashes of the Times! "
"…" Wang Ling turned his head, and unexpectedly saw a passerby looking at him in high spirits. It was a middle-aged woman who was taking her daughter home from school.
Judging from the girl's clothes, she was probably from Qingyun First Primary School, which was a cultivation primary school near No. 60 High.
"Do you see that, big brother! A Speck of Ashes of the Times! " The middle-aged woman crouched down and said excitedly to her daughter. She had forgotten what Wang Ling's name was, but had still given him a unique nickname based on his essay.
That was: A Speck of Ashes of the Times …
"You have to learn from that big brother, his essays are very good!" The middle-aged woman was very excited.
"Mom! That big brother is eating crispy noodle snacks! "The little girl pointed at Wang Ling.
"Let's go! Let's go buy it too! Eat it! Maybe your dogshit essay will be as good as his! "The middle-aged woman was even more excited.
"…"
The corner of Wang Ling's mouth twitched.
It looked like he was really famous this time.
Even his noodles were starting to be snatched away …
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