For Wang Ling, writing essays was not difficult, but scoring points was difficult.
This is the most difficult test item among all the "test questions" that Wang Ling has come across so far.
Due to your understanding of the text, you can never know what score the teacher who reads the composition will give you.
Wang Ling remembered that in one year's college entrance examination paper, an article ended with: "Now, it is long dead, but there is still a strange light in its eyes."
The teacher who asked the question wanted students to understand the connotation of this sentence.
In the end, even the original author who wrote this article didn’t know what it meant…
Finally, at the request of Teacher Guan, Wang Ling had to rewrite an essay.
"Wang Ling, take a look, can the manuscript be submitted on Saturday?" Teacher Guan asked.
Entries for submissions will be closed at midnight on Sunday.
By then, Wang Ling couldn't submit his essay, and a spot in No. 60 was wasted.
"Try your best." Wang Ling sighed and replied helplessly.
"Okay, then I will delete your article from the background." Teacher Guan nodded happily.
Just as Wang Ling was about to hang up the phone, he heard Guan Ziqian suddenly scream "Ouch" on the other end of the phone.
Wang Ling: "?"
Guan Ziqian: "Oops! I think I clicked submit..."
Wang Ling: "..."
Teacher Guan held his head and felt a little crazy: "Damn it! This essay review backend is so poisonous! Why is the × next to it the submit button?"
I thought that a four-character essay would soon appear in the eyes of Chinese language teaching experts across the country.
"So this is what it feels like to look up at the dark sky..." Teacher Guan suddenly felt desperate.
Moreover, Guan Ziqian also believed that Wang Ling's essay was very likely to be the lowest score ever received by No. 60 Middle School in the essay competition.
It’s also the first zero-point essay…
The selection of outstanding teachers of the year is definitely gone!
Guan Ziqian's tears couldn't help but roll down.
…
When the call ended, Wang Ling felt that he really felt sorry for Teacher Guan.
The main reason is that he really didn't expect that there would be only one place in this composition competition.
In each competition in previous years, each school had at least three participating places.
Teacher Guan pushed hard in the Chinese language group, convinced the major teachers, and fought with other scholars, and finally forced the Chinese teachers of No. 60 Middle School to bet all their money on him...
If he didn't get the ranking this time, Wang Ling felt that he might harm Teacher Guan and even lose his position as the head of the teaching and research team of the Chinese language group.
It’s really hard to do!
How about he rewrite the article and then ask Wang Ming to hack into the background and replace it
At this time, Wang Ling had this idea in his mind.
Now it seems that this is the only way.
He was about to call Wang Ming, but Zhenjun Thui Lei suddenly sent him a text message: "Brother Ling! The matter in the demon world has been settled. Congratulations to Brother Dog for successfully overcoming the tribulation and becoming a divine beast! But this time the concentration of chaos I think it’s necessary to hold a meeting to discuss abnormal things, what do you think?”
"Yes." Wang Ling replied with one word.
The phenomenon of abnormal concentration of chaos.
Wang Ling felt that his calculation was probably not wrong.
It is definitely related to the lack of Tiandao Rubik's Cube.
Even if the Thunder-Throwing Lord didn't come to him, he still wanted the Thunder-Throwing Lord to start collecting materials for making a new Tiandao Rubik's Cube.
When the time comes, just hold a meeting and explain what you need.
Currently, the Zhan Sect has vast connections, especially those on alien planets. This is a condition that no sect on earth has.
As long as Zhan Zong comes forward, God's Domain and Shinto Star will have to give face to help.
If anyone is dissatisfied, you can come and challenge Zhan Zong to try.
But the result is 100%, you will die if you try...
"Oh, by the way, brother Ling, there is actually one more thing."
Lord Throwing Thunder typed: "I just saw that there is a national essay contest submission. There is an essay about a single person... I see this handwriting, it seems a bit like it was written by you."
Wang Ling: "..."
Compositions uploaded to the composition platform are all imported by scanning handwriting into pictures.
For Chinese teachers, neat handwriting and literary talent are equally important for an excellent composition.
As the saying goes, calligraphy is like the person it is, and good handwriting is definitely a bonus.
However, Wang Ling was surprised that Lord Throwing Thunder could recognize his notes from just "four characters".
Because the compositions submitted to the backstage are all anonymous for the sake of fairness.
Before the final results come out, all the main evaluators responsible for grading will not know who the author of the composition is.
"If your brother doesn't deny it, then it seems that you really wrote this composition!"
Lord Throwing Thunder said: "I was not sure before, so I sent it to Miss Sun Rong for a look. Miss Sun has been deliberately imitating your handwriting. As a result, people can tell at a glance that it was written by you."
Wang Ling: "..."
Lord Throwing Thunder smiled: "Actually, I am one of the main reviewers for this competition."
Wang Ling was stunned: "?"
"In this competition, a total of six main judges and a 100-member expert panel were selected for joint review. However, those responsible for scoring are all the main judges. The expert panel is only used to review the composition."
Lord Throwing Lei said: "Besides me, the remaining five main judges are Brother Zhuo Yi, Mr. Sun Yiyuan, Dean Qi of the Academy of Magic Weapon Science, Secretary Sun of the Ten Thousand Schools Alliance, and Wang Jiao."
"Wang Jiao?" Wang Ling's mouth twitched.
There are still a few Wang Jiaos in this world...
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Brother, please don't doubt your ears. This last judge is your father."
“…”
For some reason, Wang Ling suddenly felt like he was being appointed.
…
On the other hand, Wang Ling's essay titled "Single Dog" was quickly included in the background information of the main reviewer.
The Thunder-Throwing Lord has almost already settled the relationship...
among all reviewers.
The person with the most excited reaction was naturally Mr. Sun. His face was red, and he stared at the four-word essay and exclaimed: "Great! This essay by Wang Ling... is well written!"
"Old man, calm down..." Jiang Xiaoche couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a lemony feeling in his mouth.
"Look! How well you write the character Wang Ling! It's a very standard thin gold body! How can you achieve this level without more than ten years of work?"
"But sir... Mr. Wang is only 16 years old..."
"What's wrong with 16 years old? You still don't allow people to write when they are 1 year old?"
“…”
"Look, although there is only one word "王" in the whole composition of Wang Ling, I think what he is expressing is the meaning of simplicity. And didn't you notice that Wang Ling's composition actually has a voice!"
“…”
(End of chapter)