Generation Z Artists

Chapter 5 Big Brother Fang Xinghe

What needs to be sorted out most immediately is obviously the situation of the new concept competition.

Fang Xinghe had never paid special attention to this thing in his previous life. It was not until he read the complete analysis that the class teacher Lao Fang gave to Fang Yuting that he understood what was going on.

The reason is that since the end of 1997, the domestic public opinion circles have suddenly paid great attention to Chinese language education in middle schools, and then the issue has become a big deal.

The "Mengya" magazine, which was about to go bankrupt, followed the trend and produced a series of articles.

The title is "What to do about education?"

After a lot of arguing, everyone reached a consensus that the public opinion community believed that Chinese language education in middle schools was facing a huge crisis and was far from meeting the needs of the times.

Fang Xinghe doesn't understand the current situation and will not make any judgment.

But it is clear that the education community takes this seriously.

So "Mengya" took the lead and joined forces with seven key universities including Peking University and Fudan University to organize the first New Concept Writing Competition.

The competition invites top domestic writers, editors and humanities scholars to serve as judges.

The concept is "facing the new century and cultivating new talents."

Apart from the fact that the word count must be kept within 5000 words and the contestants must be under 30 years old, there are no other restrictions. You can write whatever you want.

In terms of publicity and promotion, not much has been done because we were in a hurry.

Only newspapers, the Sprout Monthly, and education committees in some areas conveyed the information.

However, the hasty publicity does not mean that the society does not pay attention to it. The news was published in the newspaper on November 11, and more than 13 newspapers and magazines followed up a few days later.

Looking at the list of judges, it is outrageous that so many well-known writers come to score the middle school students' essay competition.

A more understandable comparison immediately arose in Fang Xinghe's mind.

This is basically equivalent to holding a high school version of "Idol Producer" in 2025. The organizers are Beijing Film Academy, Central Academy of Drama, and Communication University of China. The judges include top stars, movie kings and queens, and senior executives of major film and television companies. Many media follow up and promote it. All young girls are waiting for the show to be broadcast...

It's really exaggerated.

It’s just that the city of Nong’an is too small, and in the era of paper media, it reacts slowly to new information, so it seems particularly quiet.

Look at how much information Fangtou has collected for Fang Yuting. All the smart people are rushing to get it.

Come to think of it, I'm glad that if Fang Yuting hadn't been participating in the competition and wasn't so talkative, Fang Xinghe might not have received the news until the end of the competition.

what is this?
This is called destiny.

Fang Xinghe continued to read on happily.

The news specifically mentioned that the winners of the semi-finals will be the focus of attention of the co-organizing universities.

The information Lao Fang received was that if the freshmen performed particularly well in the rematch, they might even be admitted.

It seems that this is the reason why the new concept became so popular in its first few sessions.

Fang Xinghe now understands that the initial popularity was not brought by Han Han at all, but it was the popularity of the new concept that made Han Han successful. Later, Han Han fed back to the new concept with his unique legendary character.

In the end, they both became popular and achieved mutual success.

Therefore, this is exactly the battlefield and stage that Fang Xinghe needs most.

Taking a look at the registration rules and competition system, the competition is divided into three groups: A, B and C. Group A is for high school graduates, Group B is for students below high school, and Group C is for people in society under the age of 30.

"Then I will apply for Group B."

Looking at the time again, the deadline is February 2th. Looking at the calendar, that day is the tenth day of the Lunar New Year. The time for the rematch was not mentioned, and the applicants were only asked to leave their mailing address and phone number.

Obviously, the first competition was not mature, and Fang Xinghe estimated that there would not be too many participants.

This is bad news.

He is not afraid of competition. The more people there are and the greater the influence, the happier he is.

But things have come to this point and there is nothing that can be changed, so just do your own thing.

After confirming once again that there was no missed information, Fang Xinghe calmed down and began to sharpen his three swords.

Before the sword is drawn, its clanging sound can be heard for three thousand miles.

When the sword is sheathed, its cold light will penetrate the nineteen continents.

……

Fang Xinghe stayed in seclusion for a full eight days.

A sword is not difficult to sharpen.

As he wrote further, he even had to backtrack, being careful not to bring in too much internet sentiment and to reduce the harsh content.

We need to consider the overall acceptance of current society and young people.

Instead, it took a lot of effort to regain the knowledge I learned in the first grade of junior high school.

Xiaofang has never been stupid, he just gave up studying because of family reasons. Dafang is even smarter. Stupid people can't be water armies. Just distinguishing between enemies and friends is enough for normal people to feel uncomfortable.

Now that the two smart people have merged together, they have a positive attitude and are full of fighting spirit. So after overcoming the initial difficulties, the review is getting better and better. So it's not that he doesn't want to continue the retreat, but that Teacher Fang came to him.

"Xinghe, the school has taken your actual situation into consideration and your temporary suspension has ended. When will you go back to school?"

Fang Xinghe thought for a moment and said, "Then let's do it tomorrow."

So, on December 1998, 12, Comrade Fang Xinghe, an older youth, put on a small schoolbag and returned to junior high school.

He felt something was wrong before entering the campus.

What's up with that arrogant fat guy in a military coat at the door?

Fang Xinghe saw with his own eyes that he grabbed a student, scolded him, and even used violence, beating the kid like a chicken.

Dean of studies?

Are you checking the school uniform or the hair?
How dare you take action...

Forget it, it’s none of my business. I’m a good student.

Fang Xinghe smoothed his long hair that was almost reaching his shoulders and walked towards the school gate silently.

What I was thinking was: If you ask me, I will answer that I will cut my hair tomorrow. Anyway, I really don’t like to have such stupid long hair like Haonan.

As a result, when he and the dean of teaching met each other's eyes, the other party paused for a moment, then turned his head away silently...

Boy, I have privileges!

Fang Xinghe walked through the school gate with as stern a face as possible. He must not smile at this moment, as it would be too disrespectful to others.

Although I didn’t laugh, it was really cool. I wonder who understands.

I found the classroom by following my memory, pushed open the door and walked in, when a bunch of little kids suddenly started yelling.

"Brother Fang! I miss you so much!"

"Boss, you've become more handsome!"

"Come on, brothers, make some noise for our big brother!"

Bang, bang, bang, bang, a bunch of psychopaths started banging on the table.

Fang Xinghe thought this was awkward, but it turned out that something even more abstract was yet to come.

"The eagle of the grassland, our wolf king, has finally returned to his hunting grounds! Applause and cheers, give it all to me~~~"

Oh my god, my toes are cramping!
Fang Xinghe seemed calm, but he was actually very panicked.

Where is the teacher? Where is the monitor? Is there anyone who can take care of this?
No one could control him, and in the end he had to bear everything himself.

He raised his hand and pressed down to control the situation: "Stop it, stop it, don't disturb the students' studies. Besides, I have to start working hard too. I solemnly declare: I've had enough of this, I will turn over a new leaf and make a new life."

The classroom suddenly became very quiet, and everyone was staring at each other - using their small eyes to stare at Fang Xinghe's big eyes.

Fang Xinghe smiled and walked towards his seat.

Well, as expected, it’s in a very marginal position, right in the middle of the last row.

Surrounding them were Liu Fu, Yu Xiaoduo, Dang Tao, Li Qi, and a little girl with fluffy hair.

After digging into his memory a little more, Fang Huai was shocked to find that there were a total of 8 people sitting in the two rows at the back, all of them were the members of the Thirteen Eagles mentioned by the little brat.

No, what on earth are you trying to achieve?

Fang Xinghe couldn't quite understand the mental state and psychological characteristics of today's children, but he still felt good when he saw their enthusiastic faces.

Before the teacher arrived, Fang Xinghe emphasized it to them again.

"I have really decided to study hard and get into a key high school. If you believe in me, then work hard with me and we will meet again."

In one word, they were all silenced.

Fang Xinghe does not want to cut off from the past, but wants to run towards the brilliant future of Xinghe. Those who cannot understand, or those who understand but cannot keep up, are destined to drift away.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, then asked anxiously, "So, will you still accept the filial gifts in the future?"

"Take it! Otherwise, how can we help them if they are bullied?"

His mouth gave the answer before his brain did. After the reply, Fang Xinghe was stunned.

The atmosphere around them returned to being relaxed, and the kids started laughing again. Perhaps in their eyes, nothing had changed.

But this is not the case for Fang Xinghe.

He still didn't understand the living conditions and cognition of the social environment of adolescent boys and girls in an ordinary junior high school in a small northern county in late 1998, but something empirical was surging and colliding in his later logic.

He suddenly knew what to write in his first novel.

Just write me.

Write about this wild kid who lived in the 20s, the campus big brother Fang Xinghe.

(End of this chapter)