At around half past twelve, Zhong Yue rushed to the Hengzun Gymnasium.

The venue of the on-site calligraphy competition is set up in the Hengzun Gymnasium. Entering the gymnasium, dozens of long tables have been set up in the empty venue, which is obviously a temporary venue, and there are already a few people sitting on the judges' bench in front. In the audience, people also came to sit down one after another.

Zhong Yue asked the staff on the side and went straight to the place where the competition was reviewed.

"Zhong Yue, right?"

"Hmm. ”

The staff in charge of registration glanced up at Zhong Yue, handed him the entry materials, and couldn't help but take a look, he is also a fan of Zhou Qingyu, the protagonist of the incident that has been making a lot of noise on Weibo in the past few days, finally saw me.

He couldn't figure out why Zhou Qingyu would forward this kind of boring Weibo for a college student, is it really like some netizens said, there is a leg?

Zhong Yue took the information card and found his place according to the number on the seat, and couldn't help frowning.

He walked back to his original staff.

The staff member who was helping people register their information raised their heads and looked at Zhong Yue, "Is there any more questions?"

"There's a piece of felt missing on my desk. ”

Calligraphy, there must be a piece of felt under this rice paper. This has been an indispensable calligraphy prop since ancient times. When the ancients wrote books, in addition to felt, they may have padded some silk or cotton linen, because the direct contact between Shengxuan and the table would cause the ink to melt, which would not only affect the work, but also stain the table with ink.

"Missing a piece of felt? ”

On each long table, there was a porcelain plate and a piece of felt, but Zhong Yue's table was empty and there was nothing. As the No. 60 contestant, Zhong Yue can be understood as an oversight by the staff.

Ink disc Zhong Yue was carrying the bag with him, but this felt, he thought that this kind of prop, as the organizer, should be properly arranged, so he didn't bring it.

"Well, you go to your position first. I asked the staff to deal with it, and I had to register and check the information here, so I couldn't leave for a while. ”

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "That's good." ”

He walked back to his position and waited for the staff to bring the felt.

The contestants in the stadium arrived one after another.

By about 12:45, it was almost all there. Zhong Yue sat quietly in his position, watching the nearby classmates begin to make preparations. He can't for the time being, because the felt hasn't arrived yet, and the inkstone, paper and pen are taken out, and he has to pick them up and spread the felt later, which is more troublesome.

He got up again and walked to the other side, the people in the arena with their work cards.

"Hello, I'm missing a piece of felt over there. ”

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll get it for you. ”

Zhong Yue nodded and said, "Well, okay." ”

He sat back in his seat again. There were not many spectators watching the game in the stadium, two or three hundred people, sitting in the stadium in a disorderly manner. Zhong Yue frowned, what the hell is this?

With five minutes to go before the start of the competition, the organizers began to send out the creative rules.

Zhong Yue took a deep breath, what the hell? A piece of felt, how long does it take? This is still a city-level competition?

"This student, why are the other students ready to compete, but your table is still empty?"

There were playful glances from students on the side.

Zhong Yue, there may be many people who are not interested in knowing.

But this 60th number, but they have a profound impact, when the public account voted, the one who brushed the votes the most fiercely, the number of votes for one person is higher than all the people combined, this kind of person who has no strength and has to pretend to be forced, when he goes to the scene to create, he is so cowardly?

At first glance, I have no real ability, and I am afraid.

Zhong Yue raised his head and said with a smile: "I have to ask your organizer." I waited from half past twelve to now, during which I said twice, there is a lack of felt here, let me ask such a big municipal competition, even a piece of felt, do you have to let the contestants bring their own?"

The staff who distributed the creative rules frowned, glanced at the long table, and there was indeed no felt, so he said, "Without felt, you can't create?"

Zhong Yue laughed angrily, "This gentleman, first of all, whether you are a professional in calligraphy or not, the first problem to know is that I, as a contestant, the rest of the students have felt on the table, but I don't have it here, this problem is for you to solve, and secondly, when I put forward a legitimate and reasonable demand, you only need to tell me that there is or not, not whether I can do without." ”

The competition has been going on for five minutes, and this kind of trivial matter that affects people's mood appeared in the municipal calligraphy competition, Zhong Yue was really eye-opening, and he actually made him wait for more than half an hour!

"What's going on?"

The staff turned around and said, "This classmate is missing a piece of felt on his desk." ”

A calligrapher who was originally sitting on the judges' bench frowned and said, "Then don't hurry up and get it, it will delay time." ”

Finally met a person with a normal mind, and Zhong Yue was in a better mood.

"This classmate, you can sit down and read the creative details first, I think the felt will be able to be brought over soon. ”

"Thank you. ”

Zhong Yue looked at the detailed rules of creation. In this way, in order to prevent crossing, there is generally a prescribed creative direction. However, compared with similar on-site compositions, the limitations of artistic creation are relatively small, and as long as the content is roughly consistent, it mainly depends on the artistry of the calligraphy itself.

For example, the previous theme was based on "youth", and among the candidate works, a couplet of "The Book Mountain has a diligent path, and the sea of learning is endless", was also selected for the finals.

It's just that the details of this on-site competition made Zhong Yue a little surprised.

"In order to select outstanding talents who inherit traditional culture, the on-site creative content must be based on the original content of the calligraphy, showing the original flavor of the calligraphy works, and shall not be self-exerted in creation, and shall not be combined with other forms of artistic expression. ”

After reading this strange evaluation, Zhong Yue's mind immediately popped up with three question marks.

The organizer sent this brain pump?

In the past, similar calligraphy competitions were tried their best to prevent the contestants from copying the calligraphy, and it was better to have creative content.

For those who love calligraphy, who doesn't start by copying? This kind of copying competition is simply a question giveaway!

Which way is this the gospel sown by the great immortals?