Chapter 74 Do you like writing too? Under Liu Zhiyi's protest, Fang Wei repeatedly assured him not to read aloud, and she handed the composition book to him again. "…Why are you looking at me like that? I really won't read it out this time." "Ah." The girl said this, after all, Fang Wei had a mouth, and she couldn't control whether he would read or not, so she simply covered her ears, since he couldn't hear it anyway~ couldn't hear it~ Seeing her so embarrassed, Fang Wei found it interesting and funny, so he stopped teasing her and opened the composition book and started reading attentively. Liu Zhiyi's "Sunrise" has not many words, only about 600 words. But the handwriting is quite neat. Perhaps in terms of proficiency, it is not as good as his own, but in terms of neatness, Liu Zhiyi's handwriting is impeccable. Each delicate font looks like it was measured with a ruler, neat and uniform. Maybe this is the so-called "student font"? There are almost no adult-like connected strokes, but it is not as rigid as printed words. It looks very cute and energetic. Fang Wei has never graded test papers, but he knows that any examiner, after marking and reading a large number of test papers, would definitely feel pleasing to see such a neat paper. On the side, Liu Zhiyi, covering her ears, glanced at him secretly.
Seeing that he finally stopped reading aloud and was reading attentively, her hands that were covering her ears gradually relaxed. The 600-word essay is not long, but Fang Wei read it very slowly and carefully. Although he did not give any comments, Liu Zhiyi felt affirmed by reading her composition so carefully. The girl looked more carefully, trying to discern his truest reaction to the essay she wrote from the subtle changes in his expression. His eyes seemed to rest on a certain paragraph on the composition paper, and then Liu Zhiyi saw the slightly surprised expression on his face. "It was reborn in the deepest darkness... like a new life... eh?" Fang Wei read it very softly. Before he could ask, Liu Zhiyi, who was covering his ears, said honestly: "I copied your words." "..." When she turned around, the girl's pretty face turned slightly red. "Aren't you covering your ears?" "..." "But what scholars do cannot be called copying. It is called the accumulation of materials." "So, what do you think?" "You used this sentence very well. It fits in the article very well. Combined with the sentence at the beginning of your article, 'Sunrise is a miracle that happens every day but never repeats itself', it connects the previous and the next sentences and elevates the theme." "..." "No wonder you got two pluses for your composition. You really wrote it very well." "..." Hearing his words, Liu Zhiyi moved her hands that were covering her ears forward and covered her red face, looking like, 'I'm so sleepy, don't say anything else, I want to sleep'.
But the pair of legs together under the table, swaying gently, clearly show that they are very happy! I was so surprised that I couldn't help but praise it. Of course, Fang Wei was not flattering or deliberately coaxing her. He really thought that Liu Zhiyi's composition was very well written. Even if she quoted something he had said unintentionally before, if Fang Wei wrote it, he would definitely not write it as well as hers. After all, he had just entered junior high school, and most of the students' compositions were no different from those of elementary school students. As soon as Liu Zhiyi's composition came out, it immediately felt like a dimensionality reduction attack, and the two + scores were well deserved. I didn’t expect that Liu Zhiyi, who is usually dull and silent, actually has a talent for writing! "Zhiyi, do you practice writing often?" "…Write a diary or something." "Do you still keep a diary?" Fang Wei was stunned. Chinese teachers in primary and secondary schools often assign diary homework or weekly journals. After all, no student would actually write something that needs to be handed in to the teacher for reading. Who would write a diary if they were serious? Isn't it just a task? But Liu Zhiyi was actually writing, which surprised Fang Wei. “Do you write every day?” "No." “Write once a week?” "Just, if you have something you want to write, just write it..." “It seems like you like writing very much.” "..." "Are there any other masterpieces that I can read?" "..." Liu Zhiyi ignored him, reached out to take back his composition book, and stopped him from reading it. Although it was just a short essay that used scenery to express emotions, it did show the girl's state of mind to some extent. He read it so seriously that Liu Zhiyi felt like his eyes were peeping into her heart. Such a one-sided loss was definitely not acceptable, so after coming to her senses, Liu Zhiyi spread out her little hands again and stretched them in front of him. "Why? Didn't I return the composition to you?" "I, I want to see your composition, too." "No." "...?!" Liu Zhiyi was stunned. How could he not show it to her? How could he do this? You've already seen mine, so to be fair, shouldn't you let me see yours too? Not giving it to me...how can this be! Being a reserved and ladylike girl, she could not just snatch it away, nor was she thick-skinned enough to bargain with him. So, like a robot with a stuck tape, her mouth opened and closed in panic, and in the end, she could not utter a word.
She is such an introverted and reserved girl, yet she wrote a magnificent "Sunrise". The contrast between the two made Fang Wei feel very magical. He couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand it. Girls are really magical creatures. Just when Liu Zhiyi was about to give up, a composition book appeared in front of her. "Let me make it clear first, my writing is not as good as yours, so you are not allowed to laugh at me after you read it." "Ah." She couldn't wait to open it, trying to get a glimpse into Fang Wei's heart by reading his composition. ""youth"" Liu Zhiyi was stunned. Perhaps, except Fang Wei, no one in the class would approach the essay topic about "beauty" from a conscious perspective? After all, youth is invisible and intangible, but it really exists at their age. In fact, Liu Zhiyi himself has also read many books about youth, childhood and the like. She felt deeply touched when she read about childhood, but she found it difficult to relate to youth. There is a saying that people can never have both youth and the feeling of youth. But when she read Fang Wei's article, she was surprised to find that Fang Wei seemed to be able to see the beauty of "youth" and even write it down. Although he seems to be slightly inferior to her in terms of writing style and writing skills, the central argument and description of the entire article are quite profound! Perhaps compared to her, Wen Susu can better read the flavor of Fang Wei's essay. Liu Zhiyi read slowly and seriously. Fang Wei, who was standing by, finally understood how she felt just now... It is really embarrassing to have someone read the work I wrote with my heart in front of me!! After a while, Liu Zhiyi finally finished reading. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when Fang Wei looked at Liu Zhiyi again, there seemed to be another kind of "recognition" in his eyes - You also like writing? She gently closed the composition book and solemnly handed it back to him with both hands. "Fang Wei, you write very well too." “…Have you finished reading it?” "Well, I can almost recite it." "???" …… Chairman Wen has already made arrangements for the appointments for the blackboard newspaper project: Fang Wei as the general manager, Wang Yushan as the design engineer, and Du Peipei as the art engineer. Although everyone's specific work content was divided, it was the first blackboard newspaper in the class after all. Except for Fang Wei, Wang Yushan and Du Peipei had no idea what to do. While class was in progress, the female classmate next to him in the aisle threw a small note on Fang Wei's desk. Sending a letter over a thousand miles, so familiar... Passing notes in class is an inevitable part of almost everyone’s school days. Fang Wei looked in the direction where the note came from and saw Ah Sheng winking at him. In addition to Ah Sheng, his deskmate Wang Yushan also glanced in his direction. He opened the note and took a look. The eye-catching handwriting on it was from Ah Sheng.
[Awei, Wang Yushan asked you how to design a blackboard newspaper? She said she didn’t know!] My goodness, girls are mostly reserved. Seeing that Ah Sheng is familiar with them, they asked questions through Ah Sheng. A Sheng didn't mind the trouble. After all, it was a way to bring his deskmate closer together. How to design a blackboard newspaper is not easy to explain in words, so I drew a rectangular blackboard on a small piece of paper, and then randomly divided several modules on it. For example, the top banner area, the upper left corner area, the upper right corner area, the middle area, and so on. As for what modules to fill in these areas, it depends on the design engineer. Fang Wei folded the note and handed it to the classmate next to him, and the note was passed back the same way. Just after passing the note, another new note came. This time it was Xu Cailing who was making eyes. Du Peipei beside her also looked over here curiously. Unlike Wang Yushan who had a slight headache, Du Peipei's mood was obviously more stable - maybe this is why she has a good talent for art? Relaxed and free, writing as she pleases. [Pepe asks you, what should you draw in art?] [Wait for Wang Yushan's blackboard design to be completed first] Fang Wei wrote this line and passed the note back. This is probably his role as the squad leader and overall person in charge. Although he seems to do nothing, he is indispensable for collaboration, communication, and overall planning. …… In fact, Wang Yushan and Du Peipei's efficiency was much higher than he had imagined, perhaps because they cared about the matter. When the get out of class was over at noon, Asheng ran over with a piece of paper. "Awei, see which design is better. Wang Yushan has designed three plans." "...You can ask her to come over. We are all in the same classroom, but it seems like there is a mountain between us." "Wang Yushan! My elder brother is asking you to come over!" A Sheng shouted at the top of his voice. Fang Wei: “…” Wang Yushan: “…” The two were also convinced, but this cute little girl still stood up from her seat and walked over to Fang Wei. There was no need for him to call Xu Cailing and Du Peipei. Seeing that everyone was gathering around Fang Wei's table, the two girls also came over. Other students who had nothing to do also came over curiously to see what was going on. Liu Zhiyi felt uncomfortable. She sat at the same table with Fang Wei, and was surrounded by a group of classmates. She couldn't get up and leave, nor could she sit down and read quietly. So she had to tactically pick up the water bottle and drink some water. Everyone gathered around, and Fang Wei felt embarrassed to sit alone, so he stood up. Xu Cailing was not polite and sat down on the empty seat. "Hey, Zhiyi, we're sitting at the same table again!" "..." Well, with Xu Cailing by her side, Liu Zhiyi felt much more at ease. Fang Wei picked up the drawing designed by Wang Yushan and took a look at it.
"You also designed three plans." "Well, I don't know which one to choose." "Yes, it's very thorough." Fang Wei thought about it and finally chose Plan B: the top banner was the title of "Exploration Journey"; the upper left corner was a small section of weather forecast (updated daily); and the central area was subdivided into columns such as "Campus News", "Learning Garden", "Science Trivia", and "History Corner"... Of course, although he is the general person in charge, he did not make the final decision directly. He took advantage of the fact that there were many people present to let everyone vote and solicit public opinions! In the end, more people chose option B. "OK, let's do it according to this design. Wang Yushan, if you have any other better ideas, we can adjust the details at any time." "Row!" "Pepe, then the art part will be left to you." "Okay, how do we do it?" "For the headline, it's best to use eye-catching fonts and colors. For the weather forecast, it would be better if you could draw it more vividly, such as sunny days, rainy days, and pattern logos. For the central area, my idea is to draw an exploration ship sailing in the ocean of books. I just don't know how difficult it is for you." "An exploration ship, yeah, that's fine." "Do you have any other ideas?" "I originally wanted to draw someone climbing a mountain, a mountain of books, but we are a small island, so it seems that the ocean and the ship are more suitable. Then let's do as you say, squad leader." "Okay, can I draw a rough sketch first? You can decide on the other details of the art design." "all right." "If you need to retouch or modify the picture..." "It's okay, just tell me anytime." Although Du Pepe is a little fat, he has a really good personality and is worthy of being an artist! …… Seeing such a harmonious and friendly atmosphere, Wen Susu, who happened to be passing by the corridor and peeping by the window, smiled with relief. (End of this chapter)