Ren Wanxuan endured her fear.

Walked over to the principal and looked over.

The video just played to the moment when Bai Qi wrote the words, Ren Wanxuan had learned Liang Ti, and she could see at a glance who wrote that line of words, from the pen to the turn, the chapter layout was extremely exquisite.

Almost at first sight, she understood the word "muscles and bones" that Qiu Xuezheng often said.

"How about it, classmate Bai wrote well," the principal crossed his legs and couldn't help but speak, "Is this what Teacher Qiu said to be in a state?" ”

Nowadays, when people write, they always learn the writing methods of the ancients.

Most people will look at the original handwriting and guess what state the ancients were in when they wrote it.

The headmaster looked back at the second when Bai Qi wrote.

He felt that Bai Qi was like an epiphany at that time, and almost everyone in the audience did not react.

"It's just a matter of luck." Ren Wanxuan looked at the principal, but she couldn't answer, she pursed her lips and looked at the principal, and took a step back suddenly.

She didn't believe that a white man she had never taken to heart would surpass her everywhere.

Forget about the training course.

Calligraphy has always been what she is most proud of, and she has been praised by the Ren family and Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School for so long that she doesn't even pay attention to Qiu Boqing, who is nominated for the Lanting Award-

How could he possibly admit that Bai Qi could compare to her?

"It's just a momentary situation...... she pulled out her phone and called the Secretary-General.

"What's wrong?" The secretary general was with Ren Qian, "Miss, are you shooting?" ”

Ren Wanxuan heard Ren Qian's voice on the other end of the phone.

She squeezed her phone tightly with her fingers, lowered her eyes and said, "It's okay." ”

She hung up abruptly.

This thing......

Can't let Ren Qian know.

She held her mobile phone, stood there for a long time, and then sent a message to Qiu Boqing.

[Senior brother, did you tell the teacher about the Lanting Award? 】

Meanwhile.

Enemies.

When Qiu Boqing received the news, he had just returned home.

In the hall, Qiu Xuezheng was discussing things with the people from the Culture and Tourism Bureau, Qiu Boqing didn't bother, just stood aside and waited for them to finish.

"Is it really impossible for Xiangcheng to apply for a calligraphy association?" The Bureau of Culture and Tourism looked at Qiu Xuezheng and was a little stunned, "There can be calligraphy associations in so many remote places, and we can't go anywhere in Xiangcheng, right?" ”

There are countless calligraphers in the country.

In addition to the Chinese Calligraphy Association, there are calligraphy associations in various small places, but there are no in Xiangcheng.

The Bureau of Culture and Tourism has applied to the bureau three times, but it has not been approved.

"It's still a little bit worse," Qiu Xuezheng also sighed: "Unless we win the Lanting Award, our reputation in Xiangcheng will be shocked, but there is a chance." ”

won the Lanting Award, and the future is open.

The Chinese Calligraphy Association, and even some families in Jiangjing, will throw an olive branch, and it will be much simpler to apply for the Calligraphy Association for Xiangcheng when the time comes.

But it is also unknown whether Qiu Boqing can win the Lanting Award this year.

"I believe that Mr. Xiao Qiu will definitely be able to." The people from the Bureau of Culture and Tourism looked at Qiu Boqing with a look of hope.

Qiu Boqing didn't speak.

Qiu Xuezheng just smiled, and then sighed.

After the people from the Culture and Tourism Bureau left, Qiu Boqing looked at Qiu Xuezheng, he pursed his lips, very puzzled: "Grandpa, why don't you recommend your junior sister's work to be included in the Lanting Award?" ”

"Her heart is too floating right now to fit in." Qiu Xuezheng shook his head.

Qiu Boqing disagreed, "You should know that girls are born with no advantage in wrist strength, and she is already very good at practicing like this, will your requirements for your junior sister be too strict?" ”

"You have to say this," Qiu Xuezheng looked at Qiu Boqing lightly, "Have you heard of Xu Yajun in Jiangjing?" At the age of 18, she was invited to join the Chinese Calligraphy Association, she is also a girl, why is her wrist strength so strong? ”

As soon as you hear the name.

Qiu Boqing stopped talking: "How do you compare this?" Who is her teacher, you don't know? ”

It would be too bullying to compare her with Ren Wanxuan, and he didn't agree with Qiu Xuezheng's statement at all.

Qiu Xuezheng shook his head, Qiu Boqing grew up with Ren Wanxuan since he was a child, and he is a brother and sister in the same class, so he naturally admires the outstanding Ren Wanxuan very much.

**

School is dismissed in the afternoon.

Lu Xiaohan walked on the road with Bai Qian and a bunch of other people, "Tomorrow for Teacher Qiu's speech, I want to find Xu Qian to see if I can get two tickets, do you want to go?" ”

Zhang Shize turned the basketball indifferently, "Let me go." ”

"Who?" Bai Qian slowly put on his headphones.

Lu Xiaohan glanced at Bai Qi.

Beside him, Ning Xiao silently spoke, "Teacher Qiu Xuezheng, a very famous calligrapher in Xiangcheng." ”

Even a college bully like Ning Xiao, who is not close to anyone, knows it.

"Oh, no." Bai Qian opened his mouth lazily.

"Ah," Lu Xiaohan knew that Bai Qian had only been here for more than a month, so he explained to her, "But that is Teacher Qiu from Beicheng, a person from the Beicheng Calligraphy Association, I don't know who invited this mountain this time, and actually let him go back to Xiangcheng." ”

After speaking, she looked at Bai Qi.

Bai Qi still looked indifferent.

Lu Xiaohan was beside her, and even heard Bai Qian recite a word in a whisper.

？

Very 6.

Okay, Lu Xiaohan looked at Yang Lin who was one step behind them, Yang Lin would definitely not go.

One middle school next to it.

The black car was parked far across the road.

Jiang He sat in the back seat, leaned his head on the window, and looked in the direction of the school gate from afar.

In front of him, Jiang Fuli flipped through the computer screen with slightly constricted eyes, a cold face, the cold was getting heavier and heavier, Ming Dongheng sat in the driver's seat, eager to get out of the car.

But the phone in his pocket rang again.

Ming Dongheng didn't dare to look in the rearview mirror, and hurriedly picked up the mobile phone in his pocket, it was Jiang Xijue.

"What are you doing?" He cautiously got out of the car and lowered his voice, "Don't you know that Jiang Shao is looking at the documents sent to him by the Gao family?" ”

For Jiang Fuli, the Gao family is the bottom line that absolutely no one dares to touch.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Xijue didn't care about the treatment suffered by Ming Dongheng, and only said: "The invitation of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, I hope that our Jiang Huang can give a word, I brought the words, you remember to take the time to tell him." ”

After speaking, Jiang Xijue ignored Ming Dongheng's angry scolding and hung up the phone directly.

The swinging posture is quite smooth.

Ming Dongheng's face was dark, Jiang Xijue didn't dare to say it, he would?

He pressed his mobile phone and crackled and complained in the crowd of four-

[Is there something wrong with the Chinese Calligraphy Association? 】

When did they ever see Jiang Fuli practicing calligraphy, and they dared to ask for this?

In the car, Jiang Fuli pressed his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone, and was about to call the Gao family with a phone call, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a woman beside a white car not far away.

In his thirties, he wears a beige trench coat with a purple ribbon around his neck and high heels on his feet.

Extremely stylish.

Jiang Fuli looked at her face, for a long time, he turned his head to look at Jiang He: "Who did your sister Bai say you were going to eat with that night?" ”

Jiang He leaned on the window and ignored him.

"Jiang He." Jiang Fuli coldly called him by his full name.

Normally, at this time, Jiang Fuli is really angry.

Jiang He was also afraid, so he silently spoke, "Her mother." ”

Jiang Fuli's cold white fingers lightly clasped the phone screen, he looked out the window, thought about it for about five seconds, and called Bai Qi.

"I'm coming out soon." Bai Qi's voice was quite surprised.

Jiang Fuli was very light: "You go to the back door, Jiang Xiaoniao is autistic, there are many people at the front door, we are waiting for you at the back door." ”

Jiang He has autism, Bai Qian is known.

And without doubt, "Okay." ”

Jiang He sitting in the back of the car: "......"

The black car's business car slowly drove into the back door of No. 1 Middle School, Jiang Fuli This car is configured in Jiangjing, but the license plate is a local license plate in Xiangcheng, and daily travel is not conspicuous.

At the school gate, Xu En, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the white car, looked at the black car.

I was a little stunned.

Ji Mulan was calling Bai Qian, but no one answered, and she suspected that Bai Qian had blacked her out.

So he said a word to Xu En, but saw Xu En looking at a place and was distracted.

"What's wrong?" Ji Mulan looked in the direction he was looking, but didn't see anything.

Xu En came back to his senses and shook his head again, "It's okay." ”

It's just that I hesitate in my heart, the car ......

He had seen a similar one from a distance in Jiangjing, and the entire body was a bulletproof structure, but he had never seen the people inside, and he didn't expect that there was a similar car in Xiangcheng.

**

School back door.

Bai Qi has already arrived.

It's autumn, and her school uniform jacket is stretched very tightly, and the sun has half set at this point, and the red reflects the residual light.

She stood on the side of the road in a school uniform, her fingers holding her mobile phone were also cold and white, and she sent a shadow through the curtain, as if it was a shallow ink painting in early autumn.

Ming Dongheng quietly parked the car beside her.

The rear doors open automatically.

Bai Qian stood in place, looked at Jiang He lying behind the chair, and smiled, as if the figure in the painting had come to life.

"Why are you so weak?" She got into the car and reached out to pinch Jiang He's face.

Jiang He pursed his lips and raised his head.

Jiang Fuli glanced at Jiang He warningly, and his slender fingertips tapped on the computer as if they were nothing.

Today, Ming Dongheng seems to be going to the fighting arena to see some new god ring, and Jiang Fuli gave him a holiday.

Jiang Fuli dealt with the affairs of the Jiang family during the day, and had to go to the research institute at night, and Jiang He wanted to find Bai Qi alive or dead.

Ji Heng and Jiang He also got to know each other, and Ji Heng had no opinion on going back with Bai Qi at this time.

Intersection of Qingshui Street.

Bai Qian got out of the car with Jiang He.

Jiang He turned around and was about to walk towards the alley, but was dragged back by the back of the neck by Bai Qi, and raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you say goodbye to your brother?" ”

Jiang He: "...... Good bye. ”

Jiang Fuli's gaze swept over Jiang He lightly, and then he said to Bai Qi: "If he has anything, call me." ”

After all, Jiang He is not a normal child.

After Jiang Fu left, Bai Qian took him to the alley.

In the long and winding alley, there are many workers installing street lamps today.

Bai Qi was a little surprised.

But I didn't pay much attention to it, and when I arrived in Ji Heng's yard, I found that the door in the courtyard was half open, and Ji Heng's slightly hearty laughter came from inside.

"Xiao Chen, you must eat here at night, I'll cook!"

Bai Qian opened the courtyard door.

I saw Ji Heng sitting at the stone table, holding a cigarette stick in his hand, squinting his eyes, and taking a deep breath of cigarette, "Don't say it, although this tobacco has no brand, it is more energetic than what I used to smoke." ”

Thin plumes of smoke came out of his mouth.

On the stone table, there is a small bag of tobacco randomly packed in a plastic bag.

At a glance, Chen Ju saw Bai Qi coming back from outside, and his eyes lit up, "Miss Bai is back." ”

Ji Heng paused, and the speed of smoking was slightly slower.

Bai Qian knew that Ji Heng was addicted, but she didn't let him smoke so much uncontrollably, so she greeted Chen Ju, "I'll go clean up the room for Jiang Xiaoniao." ”

Ji Heng pointed to a room next to Bai Qian with a cigarette pouch: "That was where Shao Jun lived before, I cleaned it up in the afternoon, you can see if there is anything missing." ”

When the two spoke, Chen Ju didn't dare to talk.

Until Ji Heng asked him, "Do you have any taboos when eating?" ”

How dare Chen Ju bother Ji Heng to cook for him, he kind of wanted to bring the cake maker over.

He was pondering that possibility.

Ji Heng's old man rang.

It's Ji Mulan.

"I waited for her at the school gate until now, and she skipped class again?" Ji Mulan didn't say hello either, her voice was cold, as if she was angry.

Naturally, it is said that it is white.

Ji Heng took the phone, walked out the door, put the cigarette up and took a puff, "She's back." ”

"Why didn't I see her?" Ji Mulan's voice was raised, she still wanted to say something, but she remembered that she had just relieved herself with Ji Heng, so she said, "I mean, I've been waiting for her." Forget it, Xu En just acquired a hotel, celebrate tonight, you two come out first, Xu En and I will wait for you. ”

"No," Ji Heng's voice was calm, "I want to have two drinks with Xiao Chen in the evening, and you can come and have two drinks together." ”

With that, he hung up.

On the other side of the phone, Ji Mulan's expression was very bad.

She really didn't understand, why did she do everything possible to create a chance for Bai Qian to see Xu En?

Even if Bai Qian can't carry it, Ji Heng can't carry it clearly?

"How?" Xu En watched her sit back in the car.

Ji Mulan shook her head and didn't show her displeasure, "It's okay, my dad said let's go back to dinner, but you are not used to the place where he lives, he still has a friend drinking with him tonight, let's go back first." ”

In a place like Qingshui Street, Ji Mulan would not take Xu En over.

Xu En nodded slightly, he didn't have the heart to have two drinks with Ji Heng and his friends.

**

Wednesday.

Under the attention of most of the students, Qiu Xuezheng came to the auditorium of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School to give a speech.

The principal greeted him personally.

Even the journalists came with two.

"Old Qiu, sit down first," the principal brought Qiu Xuezheng to the reception room and personally went to make tea for Qiu Xuezheng, "Thank you for caring so much about our senior high school students." ”

He is a positive example of the fame of the whole Xiangcheng.

"Needless to say, the principal also grew up in Xiangcheng," Qiu Xuezheng is one of the few people who have been admitted to Xiangcheng, and he has made some achievements, although he has little time to come back, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about his hometown, "I am also very happy to be able to do something for my hometown." ”

Naturally, the principal knows this.

Xiangcheng, especially the older generation, has a high affection for this place.

The principal was sorting out the pile of things on the conference table, "There are a few top students in the school this year, and I don't know if there is a chance to soar to the sky." ”

As he spoke, a piece of paper fell lightly to the ground.

"I heard Mr. Ren say that there is such a thing." Qiu Xuezheng took the teacup and blew it gently.

Just as he was about to drink, he saw the paper floating on the ground, he glanced at it casually, and at a glance he saw four words on the paper, and he paused.

"Smack-"

He jerked down his teacup and reached out to pick up the paper, "Who wrote this?" ”