Traveling through time and space: Medical skills travel the world

Chapter 211 Pride and Admiration

"Sister Fang, have you heard? The county's literary gathering will be held next month. The number of places is limited and everyone is actively preparing!" Li Mei said as she leaned against the door frame, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Literary gathering?" Chen Fang put down the book in her hand and frowned. "I've heard of it, but I'm not at that level yet. How dare I participate?" There was a hint of hesitation in her voice.

"Don't underestimate yourself! Your recent poetry and prose are much better than many people's, especially the last poem "Spring Willow Fu". Whether it is the rhythm of the words or the depiction of the artistic conception, it is amazing." Li Mei's enthusiasm was obviously unquenchable.

Chen Fang thought of the competition that day, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She whispered, "I just caught an inspiration. A true literary talent is not at my level."

Li Mei shook her head and said firmly, "But opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. If you don't fight for it now, you will regret it after this literary gathering!" After that, she walked to Chen Fang and held her hand, "I believe you can do it! Let's work hard together!"

Chen Fang was infected by Li Mei's enthusiasm and felt a little impulsive. However, she was still worried: "But if I don't stand out this time, won't I lose more opportunities?"

"Failure is not terrible. The most important thing is that you have tried and challenged yourself. At least in the process, you will gain more experience." Li Mei's eyes were as bright as the morning light, and she looked at her firmly.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Fang slowly said: "Okay, I decided to participate! Even if I may not succeed, I must try my best." At this moment, the flame of fighting spirit ignited in her heart.

Li Mei clapped her hands happily: "This is my Sister Fang! Let's prepare together. I will help you find information and those poetry templates can give you some inspiration."

The two worked hard together for several days, collecting ancient poems and studying the direction of the exam questions. The sunlight shone through the window onto their books, and their figures intertwined in the light and shadow, as if time had stopped at this moment.

During this period of preparation, Chen Fang also found that her mind became more active and her talent gradually emerged - her understanding of poetry and her thinking about words became clear and specific. Every time she wrote a new work, she always felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

However, the final literary meeting came as scheduled, and everyone was in a tense atmosphere in the venue, waiting for their names to be called. Chen Fang sat in her seat, holding the palm-leaf fan tightly, feeling nervous and expectant.

Time passed slowly, and her heart beat uncontrollably with each name called out. Finally, the host read out, "The last one, Chen Fang!"

Chen Fang stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning.

Li Mei encouraged softly: "Go ahead, Sister Fang! Show your talent!"

Chen Fang stood up, adjusted her mood, and walked forward slowly. Her palms were slightly sweaty, and her hair was blown by the breeze. Under the spotlight of everyone, she cleared her throat softly and began to recite her work.

At that moment, all the tension and anxiety turned into the rhythm of the words, and it seemed that the whole world was still, with only her voice echoing in the air. The picture she painted with her heart seemed to make every listener indulge in her artistic conception.

When the recitation was over, there was a round of warm applause. Chen Fang's heart was filled with indescribable emotion, and she knew that her efforts were not in vain.

"You did it, Sister Fang!" Li Mei waved at her excitedly, tears in her eyes sparkling with joy.

Chen Fang smiled. At this moment, she understood that self-confidence and hard work were the best ways for her to seize opportunities in life. No matter what the result was, what mattered was that she had bravely pursued her dream.

"Fang'er, you are such a talented woman." Liu Hua couldn't help but admire her, his voice soft and sincere.

Chen Fang raised her head, was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "I'm just studying hard, how dare I call myself a talented woman?" Her tone was humble, but she couldn't hide the pride between her brows.

"You need to have talent to study hard, and only when talent is combined with diligence can you create real achievements." Liu Hua stared at her intently, with pride in his eyes. He silently said in his heart: "She is really amazing."

"You're flattering me." Chen Fang shook her head slightly, but the smile on her face became more obvious, as if she had already given up her modesty. She put down the manuscript in her hand and asked seriously, "What are you studying, Brother Liu? I see you study hard every night. Is it for that knowledge competition?"

"Isn't it? The competition in this knowledge contest is fierce, I have to prepare well." Liu Hua's expression was firm, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone, "Many people with special skills are working hard in secret. If I don't work harder, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to gain a foothold."

Chen Fang listened carefully, his eyes showing admiration for him: "You will definitely do it. Brother Liu is talented, hardworking and motivated. I believe you will stand out in this competition."

Liu Hua felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but smile: "Thank you for your encouragement, Fang'er! Sometimes I really hope I can write such moving poems like you. Your "Ode to Spring Willow" made me feel the warmth of summer and made me understand the power of poetry."

"Brother Liu, you are also a very talented person, why do you belittle yourself like this?" Chen Fang was slightly surprised and stared at him, trying to find out his inner anxiety. "Have you ever heard of this saying? 'Everyone has his own talents, don't belittle yourself because of your own shortcomings'. Just like plum blossoms and peach blossoms, each has its own charm."

After listening to this, Liu Hua's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression, and he nodded: "You are right, the generous family is naturally different. We all pursue the ultimate in our own fields." His tone gradually became firm, and he asked: "Then Fang'er, how do you think you can make further progress in this knowledge competition?"

"I think the most important thing is to stay natural and show your true self. Inspiration often comes at the most unexpected moment." Chen Fang's eyes sparkled with wisdom. "Instead of forcing it, it is better to feel it calmly and experience the charm of words."

Liu Hua's eyes lit up, as if he had suddenly realized something: "So that's it! I've been thinking about how to write a perfect manuscript, but I've overlooked the fact that the true voice in my heart is more important."

"Yes, Brother Liu, you have to believe in your own talents. There is no need to be too concerned about the judgment of the outside world." Chen Fang smiled slightly, giving him great confidence.

At this time, the stars in the night sky twinkled quietly, as if responding to their conversation. Liu Hua's heart was full of admiration. He admired not only Chen Fang's talent, but also her sincerity and determination. His voice lingered in the night sky for a long time: "Fang'er, you are really my mentor and friend. I have benefited a lot from you."

"Brother Liu, how dare I accept it? We are all pursuing our own ideals. Only by supporting each other can we go further." Chen Fang smiled faintly, but confidence and pride shone in her expression.