Chapter Fifty-Eight: Guarding and Stealing

It's nonsense, but that's what it means.

"Stampede refers to the chaotic scene in which some or even most people fall and fail to get up in time due to unstable walking or standing due to the overcrowding of people gathered in a certain event or activity, and are trampled under or pressed under the body by others, and cannot be controlled and stopped in time for a short time. "It's time for Ma Bayi's popular science.

But he didn't leave, walked around the square, and came to find Zhou Rui.

"Ahem, that's not what it means, haha!" Dad Liu touched his head and slurred, it would be a little strange to see that it was a strange teenager.

"Kid, you're also here to participate in the painting and calligraphy exhibition? Did you make it to the finals? We didn't seem to notice you just now. ”

"Well, I did, but I didn't make it to the final. Ma Ba didn't feel that he couldn't make it to the finals, what was there to be sad about, who made him write the formula when he competed.

That's right, it's the kind of chemical reaction equation you think, and it's strange that the calligraphy contest can make such a work shortlisted, it's like using rice paper as scratch paper.

"Oh, our family Qiqi has been shortlisted, I think you are about the same age, you have nothing to communicate. "Dad Liu said that it was like a ride back, and he was very happy.

Ma Bayi looked at Liu Qi pointed at Father Liu, and then at Zhou Rui, who was looking at him suspiciously, pondered for a long time, and finally took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"Hello, this is my address, and my phone number, can I make a pen pal with you?" Ma Bayi looked straightforward, but he was actually playing a drum in his heart.

Pen pal, what kind of era is this? Zhou Rui's impression can only be pushed back to netizens.

But if you look at other people, it doesn't seem to be surprising, yes, it's the twentieth century, and it seems that a lot of people have pen pals and write letters at this time.

However, Zhou Rui is still very impressed by Ma Bayi, this young man has an amazing IQ.

There's a saying that starts with talent, loyalty to character, well, that's it.

Seeing that Zhou Rui actually told Ma Bayi the address and phone number so easily, Lu Zhou, who just felt a little bit like a father, felt that his heart had been hit by 10,000 points, if it weren't for Ma Bayi, a kid who knew each other very well, and wanted to leave after getting the information, he would have such a violent temper!

"Now that the auction has been cancelled, what about the previous works?"

Although the on-site auction has been cancelled, and there is a strong reason to prevent stampedes and maintain public safety, the crowd that gathered has dispersed in an orderly manner.

However, there are always some unwilling people who are still waiting at the scene, hoping that the organizing committee will change its mind.

"I heard that it can be collected by the contestants, and the organizing committee can also be responsible for collecting it. "The person who spoke seemed to be well-informed, and in fact, the people in the office were really talking about it.

After all, if you say it and spill the water, this order has changed day and night, and it has already made a big joke, and the rest of the things will naturally have to be dealt with.

"The organizing committee is responsible for the collection?

"I think there are some excellent works that will be exhibited in the future, but I heard that this is the case. "There are quite a lot of people who talk to you, and I guess they are also people who care about the whereabouts of the work.

"Hey, what do you say this is called, originally, the works are auctioned, and the money can be used for public welfare, and we can still buy the works we like, and the organizing committee doesn't have to worry about the storage of these things. "No, there are still people who are aggrieved.

"You still have it, I don't know who just now, I'm almost out of breath, I think it makes sense to cancel the auction, it's just a pity for those works. "The aunt next to me is about an acquaintance, and she unceremoniously reveals the old bottom.

With people's discussions, Zhou Rui and his entourage are also waiting for news, they are not only for those auctioned works, aren't there three more who have entered the finals, what if there are awards?

You know, so far, the results of the game have not yet been released.

Zhou Rui has a picture of longevity and a heart sutra, she doesn't say anything herself, but Lu Zhou has always been concerned.

No, the results of the competition have not yet been announced, and the staff of the organizing committee came out to say that participants in need can claim their works.

Lu Zhou immediately came and went over with his wife and daughter, but he was ......

"No? Lu Zhou frowned and looked at the staff, and his intuition was tired.

Even if one pair is gone, the other one should be there, and now the result is that their Rarity's Hundred Longevity Chart and Heart Sutra are gone.

"Maybe it was taken by the judges and teachers to be selected, or maybe it was put somewhere. The staff said with an embarrassed face.

In fact, he knew about the two works, because the author was too young, and the judges had already reached a consensus, so they would only give a consolation prize.

As for Zhou Rui's two works, he asked an assistant next to the judge to leave, saying that he was taking them home or something.

But the staff obviously can't pour this thing out, just make excuses bluntly.

"Isn't your selection over, just now the loudspeaker said that people should come and receive their works, and now they say where the works are in the judges, what does it mean?" Lu Zhou held back the fire in his stomach and glared at the staff very unpleasantly.

"It's not interesting, if you can't find it, you can't find it, believe it or not!" said the staff, and the staff also lowered their faces.

Lu Zhou didn't give up, and broke in directly, but by coincidence, he saw a young girl holding Zhou Rui's work and putting it in her bag.

This can poke the hornet's nest, Lu Zhou has grown older, and his temper has become gentler, but it doesn't mean that others can climb on top of him.

"Didn't you say you couldn't find it? Then what is this, keep saying that you will let the contestant come and take it back, and this is how you guard and steal yourself?" Lu Zhou said as he snatched the scroll back from the girl's hand, but it was not his daughter's handwriting.

Don't look at her thunderous daily practice, but her works rarely appear at home, and she always throws them away after writing.

These two works of high-level performance, Lu Zhou also plans to take them back and frame them.

"Why are you like this? What do you mean by being a guard stealing from yourself, you should be careful when you speak! Also, give me back your things!" This girl is not afraid of people at all, and she will rob her when she comes forward.

Lu Zhou didn't want to be like a little girl, so he could only dodge to the side.

"This is my daughter's work, when did it become yours, it's funny!" while hiding, he didn't forget to turn back and refute.

When the girl heard that the owner was coming, she was a little weak-hearted, but she couldn't weaken her voice.