The purpose of holding the calligraphy contest is to advertise the water writing cloth, and the audience of the water writing cloth is children, so there is an age limit for the contestants in this competition, and the maximum age cannot exceed 10 years old.

Fu Lanqing's actions were very fast, not only solved the venue, but even posted notices, sent officials to publicize, and even the major private schools were notified, and everyone was welcome to participate.

I have to say that the name of the county order is very useful, as long as it is a scholar, who doesn't want to have a long face in front of the county order, almost the children of the entire county have been dispatched.

Fu Lanqing has a private house in the county seat, and now he happens to lend it to Lu Jiu as a registration office.

To register, you need to bring the applicant's household registration certificate and registration fee.

The registration fee is 20 yuan, which is nothing at all for readers.

Lu Jiu asked people to set up a sign at the door of Fu's house, with three big characters written on the registration office, and there was also an investment advertisement, parasol, and desk next to the registration office.

The registration deadline is the ninth day of August, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is only the finals to determine the top three.

There will definitely be competitions such as the preliminary round, the preliminary round, the semi-finals, and the semi-finals, which will also take time.

After the outside was ready, someone came to call Lu Jiu.

As soon as Lu Jiu went out, he saw that there were people outside.

"Each child can only be accompanied by one family member, line up honestly, keep order, and don't cut the line, otherwise the competition quota will be cancelled."

As soon as Lu Jiu said this, many people began to be indignant.

"Why should we listen to you!"

"How old are you!"

"The girl's family doesn't embroider at home, what are you doing in this kind of place?"

"That's right, I don't want to see if this is the place where you should be!"

In this world, women are still looked down upon.

Lu Jiu smiled and said to the officials: "You tell them that I am the oldest." ”

"This is Miss Lu, the initiator of the first children's calligraphy competition in Qinghe County, and the decision-maker of this competition.

The officer's voice was very loud, and he was not as polite as Lu Jiu, and said directly: "Don't say it's you, even I have to listen to Miss Lu, if you don't want to participate in the competition, you can leave!" ”

The crowd finally got honest, and in a quarter of an hour, they finally lined up.

"Name, household registration certificate, registration fee 20 yuan!"

"Dong Xiaohu, eight years old."

Dong Xiaohu's parents handed over the household registration certificate and 20 yuan.

Lu Jiu is only responsible for collecting money, and special personnel are responsible for registration and checking household registration certificates.

After the person in charge checked that it was correct, Lu Jiu handed over the number plate.

The number plate was specially made by Lu Jiu, and it was full of Arabic numerals, but in the eyes of the ancients, it was tantamount to a ghost drawing, which was to prevent some people from forging it.

Lu Jiu didn't have much patience after staying for a while, anyway, the number plates were all coded, as long as they were taken in order, they would be fine, and Lu Jiu also taught the person in charge how to recognize Arabic numerals.

The weather is a little hot now, even if there is a parasol, it is not very comfortable, and Lu Jiu doesn't want to suffer this sin.

Lu Jiu hadn't gone out for long before someone greeted him.

"Miss Lu." The person who came was a thin middle-aged man, and he arched his hand to Lu Jiu: "The contemptible person is the shopkeeper of Ruyi's study, Xue Datong." ”