Qi Changyu was depressed and smoked, choking and coughing.

"Say, why is this smoke so hard to learn?"

Zhao Liqiu took a deep breath of his cigarette and raised his eyebrows, "Buy me a soft Chinese when you go back, and I'll teach you." ”

"Virtue. Do you smoke a cigarette and charge for tuition?"

Zhao Liqiu took a sharp breath, held it in his mouth, and slowly spit it out, like a goldfish spitting bubbles, circle by circle.

"How's it going? It's not expensive to charge you tuition, is it?"

Qi Changyu sneered and said, "Get out, I'm annoying." Didn't you say before that whoever gains is the black hand of a certain queen, but now? Do you think I have wronged Zhong Yue?"

Zhao Liqiu's smile faded, and he flicked the cigarette ash, relying on his intuition when he looked at the person who sent the work before, he felt that this matter was not as good as it seemed on the surface, and everyone was happy.

"Cookie ......"

"Get out! Don't call me a cookie. "Before Qi Changyu came to Japan, it was a good year to talk elegantly, it was only half a month, smoking, drinking and shouting Lao Tzu, and all the stinky problems were learned from this bad student of Ji University.

"If you had something valuable, would you let someone else show it off for you, even if it was the closest one?"

Qi Changyu looked at Zhao Liqiu like an idiot, "Ah Qiu, I think you still have to make up for a course in criminal investigation." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm 90 points, I'm about to graduate, you told me I still have to make up for it?"

"It's called love psychology. ”

Zhao Liqiu: "?"

"That girl, if she is his precious thing, shows it together, doesn't this make sense?"

If that's the case, why didn't he come along? Is he so indifferent to fame and fortune? Or is he prejudiced against the host, Zhong Yue is not like the kind of person who is so withdrawn that he is alone. ”

Qi Changyu was dumbfounded by a rhetorical question, "That...... That...... Why are you so much, why? Whether he comes or not, anyway, he will become famous in one battle, and Lao Tzu will be very unhappy with him! In the future, the Lanting Cup will still be a national exhibition, and he must be crushed, cough cough...... Choked me to death. ”

"No, it's still not right. It's so weird. What about the Moshe Society, is there any movement?"

"How do I know that this is not Huaxia. Hurry up and take advantage of Lao Kui's happiness and play in Japan for a few more days. ”

Zhao Liqiu became more and more puzzled, he dialed Zhong Yue's mobile phone, but there was still no answer, so he said, "I have to talk to Captain Kui." ”

"Silly, you. Captain Kui doesn't care about anything, let's take care of Mao. Zhao Liqiu stopped, turned around again, and looked serious.

"Why, figured it out? I'll just say......"

Before Qi Changyu finished speaking, he was pulled by Zhao Liqiu's collar.

"What are you doing!?"

"Why don't you know how to play cigarette butts, don't play blindly, look at it, burn Lao Tzu's clothes with a hole, and lose money!"

Qi Changyu: "......"

It seems that we still have to hand over a soft China.

……

……

Alice Tam looked at Huang Youwei, who was surrounded by a group of reporters in the Book Museum, with an envious expression, she was indeed a little jealous. In order to find someone, he was willing to pay such a big price, and now he could still let her accept the glorious coronation on her behalf.

Of course, such a height of coronation is too much according to the eyes of ordinary people, a calligraphy competition, it is not worth using such words, but in the minds of calligraphers like Alice Tam, after experiencing this competition, she really feels a different mood, which is a feeling that domestic calligraphy competitions do not have.

"This young lady, really, you really can't take this piece of Mr. Zhong away. ”

Huang Youwei shook her head and said, "No, I will definitely take this work with me." Brother Yue said that after participating in the competition, if the work has to be returned, you have no right to detain his work. ”

"However, according to the statutes of the conference, the gold medal winning work will be honored to be collected in the Tokyo Metropolitan Shodokan, and such an honor is only deserved by a very small number of calligraphers, so do you really want to refuse and ask Mr. Chung's opinion?"

Huang Youwei still wanted to take it away, because when she was in Nagano Mountain Resort, Zhong Yue told her that this work was given to her and she was owed it.

Although Huang Youwei felt that Zhong Yue had never owed her anything, she liked this work very much, so naturally she did not refuse. For the person who pulled her back from the brink of hell, like her own brother when she was a child, she never said thank you to her brother, it was a dependence and a natural liking.

"No, it's mine. ”

The man looked at Chen Tingzhi behind him helplessly and shook his head.

"That little girl, can you tell me where Zhong Yue is? I want to meet him, but his phone has not been able to get through. ”

Ou Yangming paced, "Zhong Yue has gone back." Anyway? Any questions? Everything about my buddy here, I've told me. ”

"Who are you?"

"A little bit of paint and ink industry manager, Ou Yangming. ”

Qi Changyu on the side raised his eyebrows, "The Ouyang family has come forward, it seems that the previous advertising slots have been explained." He said that it doesn't matter why the advertising positions in Ginza, which have been occupied by large groups for many years, are given up, which is definitely not something that can be done with money.

"Ou Yangming, where did Zhong Yue go?"

"They all said that he went back, where do I have to report to you? ”

Chen Tingzhi listened to this tone, after all, Ouyang Kaishan still has a lot of weight in the business circle, especially in Lujiazui, which is simply a hero-level figure. He lived overseas and had heard about it, so naturally he couldn't say anything, so he said: "Okay, since Mr. Zhong said to give up this opportunity, then the work naturally belongs to the author." It's just that we have to wait for the results of the voting for popular works to come out. ”

Mitsuhiko Aoyama also said, "Yes. ”

Although it is a Japanese calligrapher who votes, not including the public, it is always a good thing to attract more people to join the calligraphy for this calligraphy exchange exhibition.

Ou Yangming frowned and said: "The voters are all you Japanese, and you still choose popular works, isn't this an annoying work?"

Chen Tingzhi coughed lightly, "Mr. Ouyang, this is a little too much, in this way, the activity will end at eight o'clock tonight, and wait for half a day." Withdrawing the exhibition halfway is also disrespectful to other calligraphers. ”

Although Ou Yangming's words are indeed fine...... Not to mention whether it is the work of the outstanding Japanese young man Ota Kazuhide, because the popular works are calculated by the entire exhibition, so such as Mitsuhiko Aoyama and Chido Youben, including their works, will be involved, so the popular works are likely to be calligraphers who are very famous in Japan such as Mitsuhiko Aoyama or Chishima Youben.

"Come on. Ou Yangming said disdainfully.

He doesn't believe that Japanese calligraphers can still choose the works of a Chinese youth to become the king of popularity, this is simply a fantasy, since it is destined to know the defeat, this is not comfortable to find yourself.

However, he remembered Zhong Yue's instructions that things should develop in the direction of calming down, so he stopped talking. He took Huang Youwei out of the Calligraphy Hall, and dialed Zhong Yue's phone again, still busy.

"Youwei, there's a café over there, you can accompany your sister Ning Yu to sit for a while, and I'll come later." ”

Ning Yu on the side clasped his hands and frowned, "I'm leaving, what do you mean?"

"Youwei needs someone to accompany her, didn't you see that she cried so sadly last night, why are you like this, do you have a little love!"

Ning Yu hated it so much that she couldn't wait to slap Ou Yangming again: "......"

However, Ou Yangming was very witty and stayed away, "I have something to do, you accompany Sister Youwei, don't get lost! I don't have Zhong Yue's ability to find you two." ”

"Get out!"

In the car last night, before receiving the voice from Zhong Yue, Huang Youwei really thought that something big had happened to Zhong Yue to break her up, but after listening to the voice sent by Zhong Yue, she was relieved, but she was just puzzled, what did Zhong Yue do.

She clicked on the voice again.

"Youwei, you have to be obedient. I will be back. ”

It was Zhong Yue's tone and voice that dispelled the doubts in her heart.

Ning Yu glanced at Huang Youwei and asked, "Is Zhong Yue your boyfriend?"

"He's my brother. ”

"My brother?"

Huang Youwei shook her head.

Ning Yu said enviously: "I really envy you for having such a brother who loves you." "Let's go, let's go have coffee. ”

"Sister Ning Yu, if you have something to do, go ahead, I don't need to accompany you. ”

MOMOKO, who came from afar to see the peach blossoms, has lived alone for several months, Huang Youwei's heart is actually stronger than anyone else, but before, she showed her strength outside, and now after the camouflage of strength is melted by Zhong Yue, the desire for life in her heart is still extremely strong.

"It's okay, I'm just craving a cup of coffee. ”

……

……

Ou Yangming stood aside and made a call.

"What? Can't find anyone? Have you found it?"

"I've found it. It is said that a group of people of unknown origin came in the evening, and later some villagers called the police, and when the police arrived, they found nothing and went back. ”

Ou Yangming frowned and said, "Look for it again!"

He couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, Zhong Yue wouldn't have anything serious, right...... But listening to the tone of the last time he called him before, it didn't look like the tone of being kidnapped, what was the situation?

"Mr. Ouyang, can I say a few words to you?"

"Who are you?"

Zhao Liqiu is a contestant of the Huaxia Calligraphy Troupe. ”

Ou Yangming was annoyed in his heart, so he said: "I don't know about calligraphy, don't ask." ”

"No, I want to ask, is Zhong Yue safe?"

Ou Yangming put down the phone and looked around, "What do you mean?"

"I think I know something...... Here's the thing......"

Zhao Liqiu and Ou Yangming whispered and talked.

……

……

In the evening, the vote count of popular works is counted in an orderly manner.

Originally, Zhong Yue's work was indeed able to compete for the top three popular works, but the exhibition was one day less, and it was difficult to turn over the number of votes in just two days, so Jiang Boheng and Chen Tingzhi didn't have any expectations for their works, but they just said that they could crush the Korean calligraphy troupe, so they would be content.

Mitsuhiko Aoyama walked to the large podium of the closing ceremony with a pale face, and today he no longer had a gorgeous speech, but said in a very dry tone: "The winner of the gold medal of the Three Kingdoms Youth Calligraphy Exchange Exhibition is Zhong Yue, a young Chinese calligrapher. ”

The Chinese seated in the stadium applauded and celebrated.

Although Zhong Yueren was not present, it is also a pride that the Chinese can win awards in international competitions held in Japan.

"The popular work is "Zhong's Family Letter". Congratulate. ”

There was an instant silence in the venue.

Wait a minute.

Isn't that Zhong Yue's work?

Double?!

What's the situation!?