It was only said that Qin Runqing ran out of the competition venue with what Huang Liangliang had written, and ran directly to the door of the conference hall next to him.

A staff member was guarding outside, and saw Qin Runqing rushing over. Hurriedly stopped him and said, "This classmate, you can't enter here." ”

Qin Runqing took a breath, and immediately raised the rice paper in his hand and said, "This is what I just picked up on the road, and I was afraid that one of the contestants' works fell to the ground, so I hurriedly sent it." ”

"Really?" The staff member glanced at the rice paper in Qin Runqing's hand with some suspicion, it was indeed the kind they used in the competition. It's just that he thinks that the staff of the competition should not be so sloppy, and the contestants' entries will be accidentally lost in the middle of the road?

"This classmate, you bring it to me, if it is really the contestant's entry, I will immediately bring it to the judges. The staff was skeptical, so they wanted to take the rice paper in Qin Runqing's hand over and take a closer look.

Qin Runqing shrank his hand holding the rice paper back, he naturally wouldn't let the staff take it to see, wouldn't this look be revealing, Huang Liangliang didn't have a signature on the work.

"I'll take it in, my grandfather is one of the judges, and I know it very well. Qin Runqing said without blushing.

When the staff heard this, they immediately looked constipated, and thought to themselves, even if the judge is your grandfather, you can't send works from unknown sources in, is there such a blatant cheating!

The staff still wanted to talk to Qin Runqing, but the door of the conference room opened from the inside, and a group of people walked out of it. The man at the head was the oldest, about seventy years old, with gray hair, but a very ruddy complexion, wearing a white Tang suit, with a straight waist, and a very tough body.

As soon as he came out, he saw Qin Runqing standing at the door confronting the staff, his white brows were furrowed, and he reprimanded unceremoniously: "You kid is not waiting next door, what are you doing here?"

When Qin Runqing saw the old man, he was immediately excited, and he raised the rice paper in his hand and shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa! I still have a contestant's work here, take a look!"

The old man's eyes widened when he heard this, and he snorted heavily and said: "Stinky boy is messing around here again, just now I and the other judges have already read all the entries, and one of them is not lost, where did you get this extra from!"

Qin Runqing was a little stunned for a moment, but he still continued without giving up: "Anyway, there is such a share, grandpa, can you just take a look!"

The old man wanted to scold again, but a middle-aged man in his forties behind him smiled and said: "Old Qin, since Runqing is so insistent, you can take a look, he is not the kind of unreasonable child, there should be a reason why he wants you to see it so persistently." ”

The people around him also echoed, "Old Qin, just take a look, it won't take much time anyway." ”

Qin Jinan pondered for a moment, then nodded, and said to Qin Runqing, "Stinky boy, bring it." ”

Qin Runqing immediately handed over the rice paper in his hand to the old man with a smile on his face.

Qin Jinan looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded slowly, and praised: "The basic skills of the little student who wrote this work are very good, it seems that he should have practiced for many years, and he is stronger than my stinky boy, but why is there no signature." ”

The people beside the old man also poked their heads to look, and they all gave out different praises, Wu Tingxin, who was standing behind him because of his youngest age, couldn't help but walk over and take a look, and his brows suddenly wrinkled at this look, this handwriting ...... Why did it look so familiar, he just hesitated for a while, and then immediately recognized it, isn't this a bright word? It's just that what she wrote ended up in Qin Lao's hands?

"Runqing, which contestant wrote this?" Qin Jinan asked as he looked at Qin Runqing with a suspicious expression.

Qin Runqing scratched his head a little embarrassed, and then replied hesitantly: "This is not written by any contestant, it is just a little girl who came to see the excitement just wrote it casually, oh, that little girl is Uncle Wu's student." ”

As soon as Qin Runqing's words came out, everyone's eyes immediately looked at Wu Tingxin who was standing behind.

Wu Tingxin suddenly felt a little embarrassed, this matter was troublesome, how did he feel like he was bringing students over to smash the field.

"Tingxin, the little girl that Runqing just said is the little apprentice you want to bring to show us, right?" Qin Jinan looked at Wu Tingxin with a playful smile and asked.

Wu Tingxin suddenly became even more embarrassed, and smiled helplessly: "Teacher, it should be Liangliang, but this work in your hand should be just a child's nonsense, not a competition, don't take it seriously." ”

"This nonsense is better than what the serious contestants write, you little apprentice is amazing, I remember you said, she has been practicing calligraphy for less than a year. Qin Jinan became more and more interested in Huang Liangliang, and asked with a smile.

Wu Tingxin nodded, he had already told several seniors about this matter just now, and there was nothing to hide.

"Grandpa, how do you think I compare to her?" Qin Runqing on the side always wanted his old man to say a word accurately, and couldn't help but ask anxiously.

Qin Jinan glanced at him angrily, and said slowly, "You are not as good as her." ”

The little girl has only been practicing for less than a year, and she can write like this, this kid in his family has been practicing for almost ten years, just such a comparison, so many years of practice is really in the belly of a dog.

Qin Runqing suddenly wilted, the good-looking Danfeng's eyes drooped, although he also felt that Huang Liangliang wrote very well, but he felt that it was still not as good as his own, but when he thought that people had only practiced for less than a year, he immediately became depressed again, it seems that the talent he has always been proud of is really not as good as that little girl, and he can write like this after practicing for such a short time, this talent is too terrifying.

"Alright, let's go over and announce the results of the competition first, and then meet your little apprentice later. Qin Jinan handed the rice paper in his hand to Wu Tingxin, and said with a smile, he was looking forward to seeing that little girl with a talent like a demon at the moment.

And Huang Liangliang, who was remembered by the big guys, looked at Wu Xuelin with some nervousness at the moment and asked, "Senior brother, where did your friend go with what I wrote?"

She was a little flustered now, and she didn't know what the boy was smoking.

Wu Xuelin's face is not good-looking, he knows that his friend is a calligraphy idiot, and his temperament is a little arrogant, this is not because he saw that Liangliang's writing was better than him, he was hit, but don't make any trouble for him.

"Liangliang, don't worry, I'll go out and look for him. Wu Xuelin could only comfort Huang Liangliang like this.