The preliminary round of the Grand Prix has been closed, and more than 100 works from more than a dozen colleges and universities in the city are displayed in the showroom of the Municipal Book Association, suppressed with paper.

After all, it is necessary to hold an exhibition of works for the purpose of promoting traditional culture through this grand prix, so it is necessary to select works. Some works that are too low-grade will naturally not be on the stage, and it will be simple to give a participation encouragement award when the time comes.

In order to prevent the embarrassing situation of the last on-site competition of the cultural center from reappearing, the ten judges selected this time changed to the form of paper scoring, which did not interfere with each other, and finally scored comprehensively, with a full score of ten points, the lowest score of zero, removing the highest and lowest, and giving a coefficient score comprehensively.

There are more than 100 works, and the workload is also relatively large. Sitting at the conference table, the time for each work to stay in front of them is about two to three minutes, if there is any special need, you can also propose a close review, but in order to catch up with the schedule, most of them are directly skipped.

In the eyes of these judges, except for a few works that can enter the eyes of the law, some amateur entries, giving a five, are difficult and elevated. Most of these works can be seen at a glance, and there is no need to look at any details.

Wu Zhonghe, as one of the directors, is naturally the first to bear the brunt of such a competition, especially this is a competition for college students, among the more than 100 works, the Academy of Fine Arts accounts for half of the sky, in terms of quality, the overall degree is far higher than the rest of the half of the works.

Calligraphy Department, if this time again, like last time, the gold and silver awards were won by idle people in society, Wu Zhonghe, the head of the calligraphy department, would not have to be the director, and go home to raise pigs as soon as possible.

It doesn't really matter what is written in the book. They are from the perspective of professional review, on the chapter, layout and penmanship to make an evaluation, as for the content, as long as it is not negative, you can, even if it is not related to youth, not to mention some works, are cursive works, not to mention ordinary citizens, even they are engaged in calligraphy, can not recognize what the content is, just don't say it, some, in order to facilitate people's appreciation, at the time of the payment, with italics of small characters, on the side of the annotation.

"The next one. Wu Zhonghe looked at the teachers of the review team and nodded, and asked people to bring up the next work.

However, when he saw the huge font, Wu Zhonghe's eyes narrowed, and it was a lacquer book?

Han Qiping, who was sitting on the side, muttered, "Yo, that kid is here." ”

Before he could take a few looks, Han Qiping said, "Move the work closer." ”

The judging team, which has not communicated much, gradually has some voices.

"Zhong Yue, it seems that he is right. There is progress, and the charm of this lacquer book is more sufficient. ”

"Old Han, who is this high apprentice, this lacquer book is amazing. ”

Han Qiping continued to look down and said copingly: "You ask Mingchuan." ”

However, after looking at it, I couldn't help frowning, "Come on, come on, you move closer, your old eyes are dizzy, and you can't see clearly." ”

Wu Zhonghe looked at Han Qiping's appearance, and he was immediately unhappy, he couldn't forget the humiliation of Wu Xia Ameng, and he was angry when he thought about it.

"What is this? How could this kid make such a mistake!"

The judges, who were a few tables apart, were still discussing with each other, and suddenly heard Han Qiping's somewhat angry voice, and immediately looked over. Because the works were too close to each other, they couldn't see them, so some people walked over directly, "Old Han, why are you so angry?"

"This kid is just messing around! Obviously, the lacquer is written to the essence, but the class has an axe, and a piece of Wumen Xiaokai has been added below!

Wu Zhonghe, who was originally disdainful, suddenly leaned on the back of the chair and straightened up, looked at the work in front of him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a sneer, "It's ridiculous, what is this? Which university sent it?"

"Hui University. ”

"Oh, Huida...... Amateur. ”

Huang Mingchuan stood behind him, frowning at this work, at this time he was not easy to help, and said: "We don't need to judge here, let's score each other, just follow the rules finalized before." ”

"Well, what Mr. Huang said is right. Among the people Wu Zhonghe knows, Huang Mingchuan is undoubtedly this kid's number one "accomplice", but Huang Mingchuan is so plain this time, he doesn't help him, and if he fanned the flames, he would lose his identity too much.

Each of the 10 judges scored their own points.

"It's all right, let's take the next one. ”

More than 100 works, it took nearly three hours, all of them were reviewed, the score sheet was taken and counted, and several people sat on the long table in the showroom, drinking tea and communicating.

Once the scores are all scored, you can speak freely.

"Xiao He, how many points did you give to the lacquer book work just now? You didn't know before, but he was the one who made Mr. Liu look at him with blue eyes. Huang Mingchuan took a sip of tea.

For the rest of the works, how many points are, these people have a scale in their hearts, they are professional calligraphers, and their appreciation is still superior. Huang Mingchuan just wanted to know how many points they gave to Zhong Yue's work.

"Ten points. He Zaixing, who is about the same age as Wu Zhonghe, as a member of the young and middle-aged calligraphers, participated in the Lanting Award the year before last and directly won the bronze medal in the middle and youth group.

Nowadays, there are many calligraphy competitions around the country, what gold and silver awards, first and second prizes, some competitions are full of water, almost participate in the award, but there are two awards, that is the calligraphy industry unanimously recognized authoritative awards - Lanting Award and the National Calligraphy Seal Carving Exhibition, these two awards can be won in some way, that is really capable.

So far, among the Municipal Calligraphy Association, there are only a handful of people who can gain something from the Lanting Award, which is enough to see how this He Zaixing's calligraphy attainments are.

"Ten points, this is a ten-point system, you won't all play the 100-point system, right?" Wu Zhonghe frowned and said, "Alas, come here, bring Teacher He's score sheet." ”

He Zaixing said with a smile: "No need, what I'm talking about is the ten-point system, and I gave ten." ”

Several calligraphers of the older generation, including Han Qiping, were astonished.

"Okay, that lacquer book work has made such a serious mistake, don't you see it? Ten points? Give three points, that's a lot! As a calligraphy artist, doesn't he even know such a basic thing?"

He Zaixing looked indifferent, and said slowly: "Everyone seems to have a very good opinion about what I have played." ”

"It's not an opinion, it's just not understanding. Wu Zhonghe pushed a pair of glasses.

He Zaixing smiled and said: "Anyway, my ten points will also be removed, it doesn't matter." It's just that I have one request, and that is that this work must be exhibited. ”

After the preliminary entries were submitted, Zhong Yue was also free, and some sophomores and juniors also took vacations one after another. The holidays are different for each major, but the freshman year is basically not closed until the end, because the school examinations are uniformly arranged, and the basic courses of science and engineering, such as English and high mathematics, are all carried out uniformly.

But none of this mattered to Zhong Yue. I basically didn't take any classes this semester, so even if he got a perfect score in the exam, the heaviest score was only 60 points, and it was not convenient to make up for it next semester.

A few people in the dormitory, who were too lazy on weekdays, gathered in the library and began to "preview" the textbooks. When Zhong Yue came back from the calligraphy class, he received an unfamiliar number, but he was a little impressed.

"Hey, boy. ”

"Eagle Master?"

"Hehe, I have a good memory. See you tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, at the abandoned garbage dump in the east of the county. Huatou couldn't say anything to Zhong Yue, so he hung up the phone directly. Zhong Yue hesitated a little, so he dialed Zhao Zhimin's phone.

"Zhong Yue, come to the county, your paperweight is ready, and the remaining wood money from the sale, do you want to hit your card?"

"Oh, okay. The flower head eagle called. ”

There was a pause on the other end of the line, "What did he say?"

"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, the abandoned garbage dump in the east of the county. ”

"What? How did you make it look like a fight, to go to such a remote place. Didn't you ask him anything?"

Zhong Yue stared at the landscape outside the window, "He hung up the phone after he finished speaking, and I don't know why." ”

"This thing is in order, so what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to go, you just tell Li Lao, don't worry about it, I'll put the money there for the time being, I'll get it together after I come back from the garbage dump." ”

"Alright, be careful. If something goes wrong, you call. Huatou Eagle has no grievances with you, and I have passed the note with the third master, I believe it will not be difficult for you. ”

"Well, that's for now. Zhong Yue hung up the phone, looked at the number book in the address book, hesitated, and still didn't dial the landline of the fat aunt's shop.

Pan Wei's matter must be settled.

"Ah Yue, what do you want?" Gong Chuan pulled open a can of Coke and handed it to Zhong Yue.

"It's fine. ”

Gong Chuan raised his eyebrows, "I see that you are a little unwilling." ”

Zhong Yue took a deep breath and took a sip of Coke, "Is it? Maybe it's too hot." ”

"I thought you didn't know about heat. ”

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, saw the sunlight that was already basking on his feet and neck, and smiled, "It's okay." ”