After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

The three of them stood in a row obediently, and Hou Xiaobing laughed secretly beside them.

Teacher Chen looked at him again.

"What are you laughing at? The three of them were making a fuss and you didn't even try to stop them."

He also wilted immediately.

The four of them looked dejected. Teacher Chen's mouth twitched, and he wanted to laugh, but he held it back.

"Okay, okay, let's go back to the classroom. I have something to say."

The four of them ran back to Class 2 immediately as if they had been pardoned.

After a while, Teacher Chen also walked in.

In the classroom, those who were drinking water, eating snacks, and chatting all stopped, dispersed, and returned to their seats.

Teacher Chen put down what he was holding and glanced at his watch.

"There are still a few minutes left in class. I'd like to take up a few minutes of your time today to tell you something."

Lu Qingfeng, who was sitting in the back row, felt something in his heart. Inexplicably, he felt that what was about to be said would be related to him.

Could it be...?

I had some guesses in my mind and my eyes were filled with anticipation.

Teacher Chen did not keep the secret. A smile appeared on her face, and her serious expression softened.

"Following the success of Lu Qingfeng from our class who submitted his work to the magazine last time, the results of the New Concept Essay Competition are now out."

She held up an envelope.

"Student Lu Qingfeng successfully won first place in the Jiangsu Province preliminary round. Let's applaud him."

clap clap clap!

"Fuck, that's awesome."

"Lu Qingfeng is mighty."

The whole class suddenly burst into howling noises and chaos.

As national essay competitions, the New Concept is actually not as valuable as the Bing Xin Cup and the Ye Shengtao Cup.

But his reputation among the student body is even higher.

This is probably because over the past decade or so, countless young writers have emerged from this competition.

When I was in school, who hadn’t bought a collection of New Concept Compositions?

I haven't bought it, but I've seen it. Even if I haven't seen it, I know there is such a writing competition.

Its influence among students is still very high.

Therefore, the impact of having their manuscript published for New Concept on the entire Class 2 of Grade 3 was not of the same magnitude as having their manuscript published for a magazine they rarely read.

Lu Qingfeng was also happy, but he remained calm. He pushed away the big face plate that his deskmate extended to him and faced the gaze of the whole class calmly.

Teacher Chen did not stop the students' excitement.

He waited until everyone calmed down a little before continuing.

"Your composition will also be published in this month's issue of 'Mengya' magazine. Students who are interested can go and take a look."

"Student Lu Qingfeng, please come to my office after class to get the relevant certificates and invitation letter for the semi-finals."

"Okay, teacher."

Lu Qingfeng stood up and answered.

The matter came to an end when the class bell rang.

After the class ended, Lu Qingfeng and Teacher Chen left together and came to the office.

After giving him the certificate for first place in the preliminary round and the invitation letter for the semi-final that were sent along with the letter, Teacher Chen said.

"The reason I didn't bring these things to you in class is because I have something good to tell you."

As he said this, he opened the drawer and carefully took out another unopened letter.

Lu Qingfeng asked curiously.

"Teacher, what is this?"

Could it be that they were sent by "Years of Reasoning" and "Science Fiction World"?

That's not right. If the manuscript is notified directly by email, it will be enough. There is no need to be so ceremonial.

The last time Children's Literature sent something, it was his own request, but he didn't make any special requests for these two magazines.

Even if the key point is raised, people still won’t cooperate.

He really didn't know what this thing was.

"I haven't read the letter yet. I think it would be better if you opened it yourself."

Teacher Chen handed over the letter.

Lu Qingfeng took it and looked at the address of the letter, which surprised him. It turned out to be sent from one of the top two prestigious universities in the country.

When I opened it, I found an invitation and a letter with a few words inside.

What I want to say is very simple, just invite him to participate in this year's Peking University Literature Cup.

The date is May 21st.

Peking University Literature Cup?

Lu Qingfeng had never heard of this competition, and he looked at Teacher Chen in confusion.