Age of Legends

Chapter 61 Bulletin Board
In the end, Shen Nuoyi and Wang Chen were in one group, Li Jiajun and Zhang Zhihua were in one group, and Zhang Chen and Zheng Xue were in one group.

There is no restriction on the theme of the cultural bulletin board, you can express it freely, but it also needs to be in line with the context of the students. For example, the next senior year is the last semester, so you can use some encouraging themes.

So Shen Nuoyi decided to set the theme of the page he was responsible for as "Accumulate Dreams, Set Sail", and planned to draw a picture of a ship setting sail and insert encouraging copywriting in it. Wang Chen was just qualified for the job. Shen Nuoyi was responsible for copywriting and writing.

Li Jiajun and Zhang Zhihua plan to set it as a Spring Festival theme.

Zheng Xue and Zhang Chen were thinking about what to choose.

Zheng Xue said, "It's really annoying. You guys are trying to grab everything. One of you is trying to grab the theme of cheering up senior year, and the other is trying to grab the theme of Spring Festival. We've given you all to choose from, so what should we choose?"

Zhang Zhihua said, "What can we do about it? Actually, there's no point in making this bulletin board. It's all the same. What's the fun in it? You spend so much time and effort on making the bulletin board, but people don't even read it!"

Li Jiajun also said: "The homogeneity is too serious. From kindergarten to high school, I am almost sick of making bulletin boards. It's meaningless!"

The cultural wall newspapers of Yude are drawn by lot in each grade and each issue. The classes that have been drawn before will not be drawn again. This time, the class that was drawn in the second grade is Class 5. As the cultural committee member, Shen Nuoyi has to take on the task of this cultural wall.

In fact, no one wants to be drawn into the quarterly lottery. These six blackboard newspapers are not too many, but not too few either. It is a thankless task.

This is not a blackboard newspaper in the class, but an external display on the cultural wall. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Even if you do a good job, no one will read it. They are all the same. Everyone is familiar with the format of blackboard newspapers and will not read the content carefully. They will often just glance at it. However, if you do a bad job, it will be immediately obvious and you will be criticized.

So this thing is really hard to do, and you can't just get away with it like we did in one class. Once, there was a class that wrote the words in big letters, and took up a lot of space on the wall with a few huge ears of wheat in the middle. They tried to be lazy, but they were criticized at the beginning of the school year. From then on, whichever class had its turn to do this, they had to be more serious.

"You can't say that! It is said that a certain middle school built a very amazing cultural wall, which caused a sensation. It was even reported in the newspapers. After all, our Yude is a national key high school. Can we compare with them?" Zheng Xue tilted her head, "Commissioner Shen, it's up to you."

Zhang Chen was a little curious, "What is the amazing cultural wall?"

"It is said that there was a comet a few years ago. The incident was reported in the newspaper, and there were photos, but unfortunately they were in black and white. They looked good at the time..." Shen Nuo explained, "But theirs is a whole cultural wall, and we only have a blackboard newspaper, so we can't imitate it."

In fact, Zhang Chen also felt that it was meaningless to simply make a bulletin board, but it did arouse some desire to win. He thought to himself, could it be that as a visionary, he was not as good as the current aesthetic of cultural walls?

You say you want to innovate the content, but that is probably impossible. The content is what it is, and whether others read it or not is another matter. However, it is not bad to use your prophetic power to give the same old blackboard newspapers a major revamp and give people a new look.

This can be considered as a small thing I can do after being reborn.

Let’s compare.

Zhang Chen said, "How about this? Since there are so many words written on it, most people won't read it. No matter how good the content is, it won't work. Why don't we simplify the content and use drawings as the main part of the blackboard newspaper? Highlight one thing that will make a lasting impression."

"Let's do this for the first poster." Zhang Chen thought about some creative ideas for later generations, took a piece of chalk and sketched out the outline. "This theme highlights the gorgeous spring colors. No more 'Celebrating the New Year'. Let's put a deer in the middle, with colorful trees next to it and a fantasy building block door on this side. It highlights fantasy, gorgeousness, and lively and eager vitality. Isn't this spring?"

Several people opened their eyes wide and listened to Zhang Chen's description. Suddenly, they seemed to understand his idea. It was just like when Zhang Chen walked onto the stage without any warning to read his composition in front of the whole grade and won the Star of Progress Award.

Damn memories began to attack them. Shen Nuo listened to Zhang Chen's description without blinking. She remembered that when she and her parents traveled abroad, she saw a street painter sitting on the street, sketching street scenes casually, which were vivid and amazing in a short time.

That was intuitive street painting, but now Zhang Chen treated the blackboard as a painting, which immediately seemed to break the barriers and gave people a burst of inspiration.

As she stared, Zhang Chen continued, "Do we need copywriting? Yes, and the copywriting must be precise and directly match the mood of people who see this scene. So after this composition, we add artistic fonts next to it. Let's add a poem."

"Poetry? What kind of poetry?" Zheng Xue was puzzled. "Zhang Chen, do you still want to be a poet?"

"Tell me the truth about your previous composition. Did you find it in some obscure book and then pretend that you wrote it yourself? I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before, oh oh oh?"

It's fine for other people, but Zheng Xue and Zhang Chen grew up in the same company dormitory. They weren't childhood sweethearts, but they were like brothers. You can complain to him at will. So Zheng Xue knew Zhang Chen's ordinary life, where did he get such talent? He had never been praised for writing essays since he was a child, so she took the opportunity to bluff him.

After Zheng Xue said this, the other three boys looked at Zhang Chen in confusion. Zhang Chen, the dark horse, was too powerful, which directly disrupted their perception. Now after hearing what Zheng Xue said, they seemed to have doubts again.

Zhang Chen ignored Zheng Xue. Instead, between the outlines of the blueprint, next to the redwood forest and the deer of life that represented spring, he took the chalk and thought about the news of that year, just like writing on a whiteboard with a marker to introduce the copy to the leader in the future: "This poem is written like this."

As Zhang Chen wrote, the writing skills acquired from the life of writing on whiteboards like cattle and horses in later generations were displayed on the blackboard in front of him with the chalk at this moment.

That handwriting style directly crushes the current high school students.

The pen moves the dragon and the snake.

“I still like you very much.

Like a green lamp warming the night.

The sparse-flowered redwoods are in my dreams. "

For a moment, the five people looked at what he wrote, motionless.

Shen Nuoyi's eyes fell on the most beautiful artistic fonts at the beginning, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he muttered silently.

"You...write on the blackboard so well?" Li Jiajun couldn't help but blurt out.

Zheng Xue could only exclaim "Wow..." along with that line of poetry, which opened her mind to imagine the print coming out.

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happy weekend!

(End of this chapter)