Bei Sitian's words were brought to the stage, Zhao Zhongqi took the words first, and when he saw the beautiful handwriting on it, his eyes were shining, and he nodded again and again.

"Good word! Good word! What a word! ”

Every time he said 'good words', Sun Guicai's face became ugly, looking at Zhao Zhongqi like this, Bei Sitian seemed to write better?

Sun Guicai doesn't know much about calligraphy, especially when the two people write in different fonts, plus he loves Li Ying, he can't tell who is good and who is bad, if you really want to say, it is also Li Ying's good.

Zhao Zhongqi's reaction made Sun Guicai's heart sink, and when he saw the literary soldier give the words to Wu Yuekai, he watched the reaction of the division commander from the sidelines, if even he thought that Bei Sitian wrote well, I was afraid that he would really lose.

Because he was holding the microphone, Zhao Zhongqi's words were transmitted to the stage word for word, and Li Ying, who was a little proud just now, almost didn't hold back her smile, and the corners of her mouth were a little stiff.

She never thought that Bei Sitian could actually write, and it seemed that she could write well!

As soon as her words were displayed, Li Ying chuckled in her heart, and when Zhao Zhongqi commented like this, her face became a little ugly.

Wu Yuekai got the lettering, glanced at it, and suddenly snorted coldly, which made Sun Guicai's eyes suddenly light up.

This teacher doesn't like Bei Sitian's words!

This cold snort was spread all over the audience, and when they saw Wu Yuekai's face showing displeasure, they all thought that he didn't like Bei Sitian's words.

Li Ying's eyes flashed with hope.

Wu Yuekai shook his hand and took the word, took the microphone from the hand of the literary soldier, stood up, walked to the edge of the high platform, and spoke to the stage.

"Girl, if you hide it, I will directly judge you to lose."

His voice was not loud, but the words he said made people look confused.

What does it mean that Bei Sitian didn't show his real skills?

There was a slight discussion from the audience.

On the stage, the corners of Bei Sitian's mouth twitched slightly, what should I do if the old man became more and more unreasonable......

She knew the old man's intentions when she saw the words, and he had asked her for the hairpin of this poem before, but the idea of this poem did not match what she thought in her heart, so she was reluctant to write, but she didn't expect the old man to take this opportunity to ask for words.

Is...... Unreasonable......

Bei Sitian and Wu Yuekai looked at each other for a long time, and when they saw the old man's vexatious expression of betraying you if you don't write, he was immediately defeated.

No way, this expression was exactly the same as Master's, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Luo Xudong watched the interaction between the old and the young on stage, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, the relationship between these two people seems to have become better!

Li Ying was shocked in her heart, she could naturally hear the meaning of the old chief's words, they seemed to know each other before?

Not only that, isn't Bei Sitian's handwritten book her true level? !

This cognition made Li Ying's heart feel like a pinprick in her heart, and she felt that this was impossible, this hand-written book had already surpassed her a lot, if it was not the real level, then what was her real level?

Bei Sitian picked up the pen again and wrote the poem on the paper, using hairpin flowers.

A poem was written quickly, and in Wu Yuekai's angry King Kong-like eyes, there was no time to show it, and the literary and artistic soldiers sweated and sent the words to the high platform.

Wu Yuekai's eyes probably couldn't see Zhao Zhongqi, a word idiot, he stood in front of the steps of the high platform, and directly cut off the words in the hands of the literary and artistic soldiers, and Sun Guicai and several other old cadres who saw it all pinched a cold sweat for him.

Zhao Zhongqi held the words and his whole person was struck by lightning, "This is ...... That's impossible! ”

He had seen this hairpin flower, and at an exchange meeting, a person surnamed Feng was holding this character to display, and this character caused a lot of repercussions at that time.

At that time, the hairpin flower Xiaokai level chased Mrs. Jin Wei, and some people thought it was comparable, but there was no doubt that the artistic conception embodied in this character had far surpassed some famous artists.

Because the person surnamed Feng was unwilling to disclose the details of the handwriter, everyone only knew that it was written by a person named 'Bei Sitian' at that time.

There are not many surnames Bei, but there are many people named Si Tian, there is only one name, and the only thing I can know is gender.

The first time this person named 'Bei Sitian' appeared in the literary world, it caused a lot of repercussions, and because of her unknown identity, she was dressed in a mysterious coat.

Zhao Zhongqi wanted to buy the character at that time, but unfortunately the character was bought by another person at a high price, and then asked the person surnamed Feng, and he only had one copy with a wry smile.

Looking at the meaning of the surname Feng, he didn't actually plan to sell it, but he had to buy it because of the pressure of that person.

Zhao Zhongqi regretted it, because he couldn't get it, but his impression was even more profound, so as soon as he saw this word at this moment, he immediately recognized that this was the hairpin flower Xiaokai written by the master!

The master......

Zhao Zhongqi turned his head to look at the stage, and the reason why he had a thunderbolt-struck expression on his face was that the person he had always called a master was actually just a little girl in her early twenties!

"This ...... That's impossible! ”

Zhao Zhongqi seemed to be stimulated, and his hand holding the words trembled.

Seeing this, Wu Yuekai's face suddenly darkened, he had obtained this character with great difficulty, if he let this fool break it a little, he would be distressed!

"Give it to me!" Wu Yuekai came behind Zhao Zhongqi and said in a deep voice.

Zhao Zhongqi didn't seem to hear Wu Yuekai's words, his eyes were full of the master in his early twenties, and his heart was like a raging wave, and he couldn't calm down at all.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have thought that Bei Sitian had taken the master's handwritten book as his own......

If you say copying, maybe the font can be copied, but the artistic conception in this word can't be copied!

This character is indeed my handwriting, so ...... The master in his mind, that is, the little girl in her early twenties on the stage, is undoubtedly it!

Wu Yuekai saw that Zhao Zhongqi didn't pay attention to him at all, but he didn't dare to rob him, and stood behind him and began to sulk.

Seeing this, Li Xuejun resisted the urge to cover his face, since the old chief woke up from poisoning, his personality seems to have changed a little, and he actually has the characteristics of an 'old naughty boy', of course, he also thinks about it, he will never dare to say it.

Li Xuejun hurriedly stepped forward and took the initiative to serve Wu Yuekai as a gunman, and said to Zhao Zhongqi with a smile: "Teacher Zhao, this painting is about to be broken by you!" ”

Zhao Zhongqi was suddenly startled, and hurriedly looked at his hands, sure enough, because he was holding too hard, there were already wrinkles on the paper, and he suddenly felt distressed, and he was busy holding it up with one hand, and the other hand wanted to smooth out the wrinkles.

"I'll hold it for you." Li Xuejun took the painting with a smile, "It's okay, it's almost." After speaking, he handed it to Wu Yuekai behind him.

Wu Yuekai glanced at him appreciatively, and Li Xuejun's heart suddenly floated up.