The next day, early in the morning, the teachers of the Children's Palace took the contestants from the county into Shanjiang Middle School.

The venue for the game was chosen on the playground, and when they went, there were already a lot of tables on the playground.

There is also a uniform paper for the game on the table. This time, I brought my own pen and ink.

Qi Xuan used the set of inkstones that he sent last time when he won the award.

Although the texture is a little worse than what I used to in my previous life, it is much better than the ready-made black ink.

Qi Xuan found that she was not the only one who used inkstones during the competition, and many contestants also used inkstones.

Before the competition, the most hyperbolic thing was the speech of the school leaders and the leaders of all parties, and Qi Xuan was drowsy when he heard it.

But when she thought about it, people took out so many bonuses, and the prizes were meant to make people happy.

More than an hour passed after the speech, and finally at ten o'clock, the game officially began.

This time, Qi Xuan chose the Tang Dynasty writer Wang Bo's "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", why did he choose such a long article?

This is actually related to the speech of the leader on the stage, everyone has said so much, she should write more.

The full text of "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is 954 words, and it is quite difficult to write exactly the slightest.

This time, Qi Xuan simply used traditional Chinese to write, and the original calligraphy was to reflect the charm of ancient literature.

If you use modern text, you can't feel the essence and mystery of it.

Short poems and lyrics are very simple to write neatly.

However, if you want to write the whole article neatly with a brush, it takes a lot of effort on a regular basis.

Moreover, it needs to be written in a short period of time.

It is difficult for ordinary people to convert even traditional Chinese characters, let alone writing.

At the end of the time, Qi Xuan's pen had just fallen, and the pen and ink had not yet dried.

Then the judges and teachers came over one by one to score and evaluate.

As in the previous round, the scoring was conducted on the spot, and the ranking of the competition was announced in the afternoon.

The teacher of the Children's Palace took several children from his county to the canteen of Shanjiang Middle School for lunch.

"Qi Xuan, I see that you write a lot of words, what do you write?"

In the student competition, the teacher can only watch from a distance, and cannot affect the students.

Therefore, she only saw from a distance that Qi Xuan seemed to have written a lot of words on the paper.

Qi Xuan is the grand prize of this calligraphy competition in Tanglin County, so the teacher has great hopes for her.

If the children she led the team got a place in the city.

It is not only of great benefit to the schools, but also to the county and to the teacher who leads the team.

"Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng"

"Ah, that's a long one! Are you writing in ancient or simplified Chinese?"

The teacher was most afraid that Qi Xuan would make the most common mistake that children would make.

After all, for a twelve-year-old child, "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion" is still a little more difficult.

"According to the calligraphy, it should be an ancient text!"

Hearing that Qi Xuan wrote ancient Chinese, the teacher was relieved.

Looking at Qi Xuan's young age, he is very calm and has the style of a general.

In addition to asking Qi Xuan, the teacher of the Children's Palace then asked a few children who were sure of winning the award, but she felt that Qi Xuan was the most optimistic.

When Qi Xuan was eating, there was a lot of noise among the judges.

There are shady players in this competition in the city, and there was nothing originally, which competition can be said to be clean?

It's just for people outside, and the ultimate goal is to let most people be running apertures.

But when the judges had already finished the scores, the president of the Provincial Calligraphy Association actually came to the competition in person.

He looked at the works of these contestants and directly took out Qi Xuan's calligraphy works.

"This should be the champion of this year! Today's children are really amazing, they are so young, and they can write so well, like when I was in my twenties, I couldn't see people in words. ”

"This, this, we originally wanted to give this one a first prize. The chief judge of the competition whispered.

"First prize, is there a more outstanding work than this one?" Zhao Kai was shocked.

Could it be that he is old and his eyes are glazed?

"What kind of calligraphy is the grand prize? I'd like to take a look. ”

The president said so, and the teacher could only take out the grand prize works of the internal list.

Zhao Kai looked at it and shouted: "Nonsense! Whose idea is this? Is this the mayor's daughter or the secretary's son this time?"

He slammed the table hard, not noticing the name on it.

Zhao Kaizhi is not only the president of the Provincial Calligraphy Association, but also the position of a senior official in Province A.

He came to see these seedlings out of his love for calligraphy.

He himself also went out of Shanjiang City, and Shanjiang City is his hometown, so he will pay attention.

"Old Zhao, don't be angry, this time the person is not the mayor's daughter, nor is it Secretary Meng's son. ”

"Who's that?"

"Yes, your granddaughter. Mrs. Zhao passed the word that she must win the grand prize this time. ”

As soon as the chief judge's teacher finished speaking, Zhao Kaizhi picked up his granddaughter's calligraphy work and tore it up.

"The heart is not right, calligraphy can not see people, this competition, Zhao Yingran withdrew from the calligraphy competition. ”

"President, but Mrs. Zhao, we, we can't explain it!"

Seeing that Zhao Kaizhi tore up his granddaughter's works, the chief judge was anxious.

He was really afraid that Zhao Kaizhi would leave after speaking, and it would be them who were the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were behind him.

"Mrs. Zhao blamed her, so she asked her to find me. If she wants her daughter to compete, she will either compete in a dignified manner, and if she wants to use some shady curtain under my sign, then she won't compete. ”

"You will extinguish the fire, in fact, it is not a shady scene, the appreciation angle of each word is different, and the natural score is also different, and the turnip greens have their own love. ”

"Xiao Jiang, we all have to speak truthfully, but we can't open our eyes and talk nonsense. These are still children, they are all buds of the motherland, they trust us, let us judge, how can we live up to their hopes?

My granddaughter's words are not bad, but compared to this little girl, this is not a grade. Don't say it's me, just take out two random words and ask someone to get the answer. ”

Today, even if his granddaughter's characters are the same as the little girl's characters in "The Preface to King Teng's Pavilion", he will not tear up his granddaughter's work.

But there is such a big difference? These calligraphy works are all going to be exhibited, and if they are posted.

Isn't his old face and his wisdom completely ruined?

As long as he doesn't get dizzy, he naturally wants to prevent this from happening.

"Elder Zhao is Gao Yi! We are all ordinary people!"

"Elder Zhao, since you're here, you'll award today!" Jiang Minhai said with a smile.