The 118th Writing Contest
"You...you...you...you...you...you have been standing there?"
Seeing Lu Miaodie so panic, Lu Yuanfang felt a little embarrassed.
"Make a friend?"
"Not you saw it all!"
"Well, it's almost the same. Actually, I think it's okay to deal with that kind of person with a little violence, but don't worry, I won't learn it. You are still the image of a good sister in my heart (probably)."
When Lu Yuanfang said this, Lu Miaodie breathed a sigh of relief. She patted her flat chest and sighed, "That's good, I'm afraid that after you see me fighting, you will be fierce with others all day long. How could I explain to my father at that time?"
Lu Yuanfang curled his lips, "How is it possible? Now it is a legal society. I never take action on problems that can be solved by my mouth. I am a civilized person."
"Hmph, that's good, go home quickly."
As he said that, Lu Miaodie threw the bricks on the ground into the grass, and then prepared to leave with an expression that nothing had happened.
At this time, a male classmate in Lu Miaodie's class seemed to have seen the opportunity and came up to chat with him, "Is this your brother?"
The male classmate walked on the side of Lu Miaodie without invitation.
Lu Miaodie showed a disgusting expression. The boy once expressed something to Lu Miaodie, but Lu Miaodie refused. Even so, the boy still did not give up.
He still pestered Lu Miaodie to him. Girls are usually annoyed by this kind of person, so Lu Miaodie is quite annoyed by this person who follows him by himself, but after all, he is a classmate. Although Lu Miaodie felt uncomfortable, he didn't say it.
After hearing the boy's question, Lu Miaodie thought to himself, "My brother came to our class last time, and you didn't remember it, right?"
The male classmate still felt good about himself. Just as he was about to lean against Lu Miaodie, Lu Yuanfang suddenly inserted between the two people.
Lu Yuanfang hugged Lu Miaodie's waist and smiled and said, "Miaodie, I'll take you home."
"..." Confused *2
Because Lu Yuanfang's combination of actions is too informative, the brains of the two people crashed on the spot.
"This is someone with a boyfriend, so don't make any idea about Miaodie."
Hearing such stingy words, Lu Miaodie had goose bumps on her body, and the boy suddenly took a step back and looked at the two people alertly.
"You actually like a primary school student who is younger than you!"
As the boy said that he forgot that he was also a primary school student, and his age was strictly three months younger than Lu Miaodie.
"Aren't you a primary school student too?"
Lu Yuanfang smiled slightly at the boy, then hugged Lu Miaodie's waist and disappeared from his sight.
Seeing that the boy didn't recognize him, Lu Yuanfang felt funny. When he went to Lu Miaodie's class, he stayed in Lu Miaodie's class for so long and remembered the boy, but the boy did not remember Lu Yuanfang. Perhaps this was the same-sex rebuke.
After confirming that the boy left, Lu Yuanfang let go of Lu Miaodie's waist.
"Finally drove him away."
As a result, the next moment, Lu Miaodie grabbed Lu Yuanfang's waist, instantly lifted Lu Yuanfang up and threw it into the green belt.
"Sister, what are you doing?"
"You just kept touching my waist!"
“…”
Lu Yuanfang, who was slumped in the green belt, curled his lips.
"Okay, I was wrong, I mainly wanted to drive that guy away."
Upon hearing this, Lu Miaodie, who stretched out his hand to Lu Yuanfang, wondered, "Why should you use this reason when you drive him away?"
Lu Yuanfang smiled and said, "Sister, you don't know anything. Generally, if you reject a boy normally, he will not give up unless you tell him that you have someone you like. Then, if you become more extreme, even if you know that you have someone you like, he will still not give up. Instead, he will choose to be a third party to intervene. Although there is such uncertainty, the success rate of doing this is undoubtedly the highest."
Lu Miaodie helped Lu Yuanfang pat his branches and other things, and asked back, "What if he is uncertain?"
"Then you warn him twice, and if he doesn't listen, he will beat him up."
After hearing Lu Yuanfang's suggestion, Lu Miaodie was stunned and subconsciously touched his nose.
"Will this be a little bit unpleasant?"
Lu Yuanfang showed an unknown smile and said, "Didn't you beat others just now?"
Lu Miaodie felt dissatisfied and argued, "I just threw him down and warned him, can this be called a fight?"
Lu Yuanfang immediately said, "Of course it's not called a beating. Can things between students be called a beating? You are called a warning, and things that reject others' wishes are not called a beating."
Lu Miaodie muttered, "Why do I feel like you are talking nonsense?"
"Haha, how is that possible!"
Lu Yuanfang smiled and said to himself, "I still agree with the saying that body language is also part of communication."
...
Not long after Lu Yuanfang returned home, he heard the phone call.
"Whose?"
Lu Yuanfang answered the phone and then heard Lei Yao's voice.
"Xiao Yuanfang, how are you preparing for tomorrow's composition competition?"
"Composition Contest?"
"You won't forget it if you listen to your tone?"
Hearing Lei Yao's bad tone questioning on the other end of the phone shocked Lu Yuanfang. After all, although people listen to their parents the most, they are not their parents, but their immediate boss.
Lu Yuanfang is afraid of in the workplace, naturally his immediate superior. However, after experiencing the ups and downs of life, Lu Yuanfang only shows that he is not as obvious as others.
Even so, Lu Yuanfang was still shocked when he heard Lei Yao's voice.
"I said what I forgot, Sister Lei, what should you do?"
"Hahaha!"
After hearing this, Lei Yao suddenly laughed. Lu Yuanfang felt cold when he heard such a strange laugh.
"It's not the tranquility before the storm, is it?"
"Teacher, I..."
"It's okay, Xiao Yuanfang, I believe in you, just a composition competition. With your level, it's easy to enter the top three, not to mention entering the excellent composition collection."
This is the truth. After all, if someone who can get full marks in the on-the-spot performance of college entrance examination essays cannot win the first place when writing elementary school essays, then the Chinese teacher of Lu Yuanfang's high school would definitely take a bus back from the suburbs and strangle Lu Yuanfang to death.
Lu Yuanfang thought for a while and said with a smile, "Sister, don't worry, don't worry, I promise to complete the task."
Although he heard Lu Yuanfang say this, Lei Yao still reminded him, "I analyzed the questions that may be tested in this composition competition. Xiao Yuanfang, please analyze them."
Hearing this, Lu Yuanfang nodded and smiled, "Sister Lei, tell me, I have paper and pen here, I remember it!"
"The Unforgettable Things", "Thoughts on Travel", "Mother's Love", and "Gratitude" are generally the topics. The topics in them are determined according to the drawing. What you can draw depends on your luck in Yuan Fang, but it is said that there are free questions in it."
“Free question?”
Lei Yao's reminder came from the other end of the phone.
"Yes, but you'd better not draw free questions, because free questions are the hardest to write."
"I see."
Lu Yuanfang said this, but he still hoped to draw free questions in his heart. Others did not want to draw free questions because they were not themselves and could not fully play the free questions.
Chapter completed!