Generation Z Artists

Chapter 13: The Blast Begins
When Fang Xinghe was registering at the reception desk, Li Qigang happened to be there.

He was originally writing something with his head down, and then he was awakened by the hotel receptionist's repeated exclamations.

When he raised his head, that divine face hit his retina unreasonably, and Li Qigang immediately took a breath of Shaanxi cold noodles.

"hiss……"

He suddenly felt as if oil and chili peppers were rushing into his nasal cavity. It was choking at first, then the tip of his nose began to sweat slightly, and finally he felt refreshed.

"Classmate, are you here to participate in the New Concept Essay Competition as well?"

"Correct."

Fang Xinghe glanced at the other person and casually placed the registration documents on the table.

At this moment, he has entered a state of alienation.

I'm here to conquer it all, not to make friends.

So... everyone, stand against the wall!

Li Qigang felt the self-absorbed indifference of the young man in front of him, and suddenly a strong expectation surged in his heart. He hurried to look at the registration information and suddenly became ecstatic: "Are you Fang Xinghe?"

"Yes, this is my ID card."

As expected, that's how it should be!
Li Qigang sighed inwardly, those articles were so suitable for the young man in front of him.

If he saw the person first and then guessed what the other person's article was, he would still attribute the words "youth" and "sex" to the boy.

The reason for being shocked was mainly because the handsome boy who was already 175cm tall did not look like he was 14 years old.

Another member of the registration team asked responsibly, "How do you have an ID card when you are not even 14 years old?"

"I'm an orphan, and the civil affairs department took me there."

As soon as Fang Xinghe's calm and cold voice came out, the girl at the front desk and the service staff who were watching the fun exclaimed in low voices, and the number of fans on the panel instantly increased by 4.

And they all start as second-level hardcore fans.

work?

What kind of work does it take to like a poor little boy who has good looks and talent!
It is enough to let maternal instinct run wild.

Fang Xinghe didn't turn around, but tapped the table gently to remind the staff member who seemed to be feeling guilty: "Do I need to sign in? Where is my room?"

People who are truly capable never need to deliberately play the victim.

Because when your work conquers others, they will take the initiative to get to know you, and spontaneously imagine how miserable and heartbreaking your life was when you didn't have their support.

"Oh ok, sign here."

Li Qigang woke up from his emotion, and then took Fang Xinghe to the room on his own initiative.

"Each contestant will have a single room to ensure that you can get the best rest. Three meals a day will be provided. Remember to go downstairs on time..."

He obviously wanted to talk to Fang Xinghe again, but Fang Xinghe coldly told him to leave.

"Thank you. If there's nothing else, I'd like to take a rest."

"Oh, okay. Then you should have a good rest. If you have any questions, go downstairs and find our staff..."

After Li Qigang went downstairs, he sat at the reception desk for a while, but he really couldn't sit still as his butt felt itchy.

Finally, he left in a hurry and ran back to the Mengya editorial office.

As soon as he entered the door, he excitedly shouted: "Guess who I saw?!"

Not all the judges are here. Some of them are planning to come back on the 27th to supervise the competition. There are only a few people in the room.

"Who?"

"Guess!"

"To be able to make you so excited..." Chen Danya's eyes suddenly lit up, "Fang Xinghe is here?"

"Yes! It's him!"

Li Qigang gulped down half a cup of tea and let out a long sigh: "You will never imagine how handsome that kid is!"

The old-fashioned deputy editor-in-chief Lao Zhao frowned and said, "The essay contest is about writing ability. What's the point of being handsome?"

"He can be popular!"

Li Qigang's reaction was natural, and his answer almost came out without thinking: "I can't say for sure how he will perform in the semi-finals, but as long as the photo is published, I guarantee that little girls all over the country will go crazy!"

Lao Zhao became increasingly displeased, but curious Chen Danya spoke before he could.

"Is it really that exaggerated? With his level, it would be easy for him to win the award. If he can add other advantages to this, your team will be saved."

Wang Yali from Writers Publishing House also became completely interested.

"Our initial plan is to take advantage of the new concept to see if we can dig out a few young writers with both strength and style, so as to bring some new atmosphere to the stagnant literary world. Do you think Fang Xinghe can do it?"

"It's not like you haven't read his articles."

Li Qigang was full of confidence: "It's hard to tell a long story, but if he just writes essays, he is enough to bring an impact to the young reader market." "Well, that's true."

Wang Yali changed the subject: "Then when are we going to see him?"

"Don't go." Li Qigang waved his hand. "This child is very unruly and has a strong sense of self-protection..."

As Li Qigang kept talking, Fang Xinghe gained another 5 followers.

Wang Yali and Chen Danya could no longer sit still and had to go to the hotel to wait, but they did not want to knock on the door and disturb Fang Xinghe, so they waited in the restaurant.

So, when Fang Xinghe went downstairs for dinner, he found that two aunts kept looking at him.

The handsome guy didn't think much about it because all the women were secretly glancing at him.

The power of 99 points of appearance is becoming more and more obvious after leaving the fixed territory of No. Middle School.

After dinner, I returned to my room and took the time to finish a few more test papers.

The rematch exam was not that important in his mind, as he was guaranteed to win first prize, and the only difference was how well he could perform. On the contrary, the high school entrance exam was much more troublesome.

I have the ability and I am so confident.

……

In the next two days, he saw many contestants who were also from other places.

Everyone had the same expression when they saw him -

wow~⊙o⊙

The succubus boy always has a nonchalant expression on his face, but his posture is straight, his core is always tight, and his every move is natural and free.

The hunched back and timid appearance that are common among teenagers have never existed in Fang Xinghe.

After practicing martial arts, his previously somewhat slack demeanor was transformed, so now Fang Da is not only handsome, but also handsome with a strong aura.

This directly led to him not making any friends.

The other contestants often chatted with each other, but as soon as they saw him, they immediately became uncomfortable.

The few words I occasionally heard were "He is so handsome" from girls and "He is so cool" from boys.

Man, you know too much.

Fang Xinghe sometimes thinks: Actually, I’m very easy to communicate with, and I can get along with people in no time.

However, in the end he did not try to break the ice - he had limited time to do the questions, so he decided to forget about making friends for the time being.

Besides, it’s probably not a blessing to be my friend.

Time flies and it’s already the 27th.

The 135 contestants arrived early at an old building called Jingxin of Nanyang Model High School and were scattered in seven examination rooms, waiting for the questions.

Fang Xinghe sat in the last row, twirling his pen absentmindedly.

While waiting in the backstage, I didn't see Han Han.

At this time, the good big brother probably had his long hair parted in the middle like Chen Haonan, often lowered his head shyly, occasionally wore glasses, but most of the time he didn't.

Young Han Shao is very interesting, definitely much more interesting than director Han Han.

Fang Xinghe felt a little regretful that he didn't see anyone, but at this moment he was also a sight to behold in the eyes of others, so he wasn't bored.

There was someone in front of him who turned back to look at him stealthily, with an evasive look in his eyes, giving off a strong feeling of being stalked.

It’s not necessary, sister. If you want to see it, just look openly.

Fang Xinghe suddenly raised his eyebrows at a lucky person, which scared her so much that she shrank her head and her knee seemed to hit the table leg, making a dull sound.

The girl lay on the table with tears in her eyes...

Very good, I will write you into my book sooner or later.

The bad guy chuckled and signed the three big characters "Fang Xinghe" at the beginning of the manuscript paper. It was sloppy and casual. It didn't look very good but it had style.

There were footsteps in the corridor, and a teacher with a lion-like haircut walked in. He was holding an apple, showed it to everyone, and suddenly opened his mouth and took a bite.

Putting the apple with a missing piece on the podium, Lion Head spoke with a smile.

"Students, this is the essay topic. You have three hours to take the exam. Please write whatever you want."

A slight chaos broke out in the classroom. The students were a little panicked and felt very shocked.

Memories that had long since died suddenly began to attack Fang Xinghe, and he remembered that the topic for the semi-finals of the first New Concept Writing Competition was said to be very unethical, and it turned out to be this unethical.

Because there is so much room for solving the problem, it becomes harder to come up with an idea, and it is indeed very difficult to write well.

But it’s not a big problem, just so so.

Fang Xinghe smiled and listed seven or eight outlines.

(End of this chapter)