Bai Qian walked at the end and slowly replied: "I'll try my best." ”

The boy scratched his head.

Earlier, Jian Rong, who had added a lot of people, also noticed that there was a girl in the team, and there were few girls in the Beicheng Book Association, so he turned his head and asked Qiu Boqing: "Do you know that girl?" ”

Qiu Boqing didn't look at the back, only nodded.

"To be selected to participate, the strength should be pretty good, right?" Jian Rong was a little curious, he wanted to get acquainted.

When Qiu Boqing heard this, he sneered, "I didn't take the ninth level." ”

"Ah......h

In their group, which level 9 is not above 80 points, there is one who has not taken the level 9 test.

The gate of the Chinese Calligraphy Association is heavy and solemn, with wooden plaques, golden beams, and the gate is eight meters wide, and there are stone lions squatting on both sides, and everyone comes here to check in.

Even Vice President Qian and Jian Rong were not surprised.

Bai Qian took the boy's mobile phone and took a photo for him.

I was giving him my phone back.

At this time, there was a sensation at the door.

Everyone looked in the direction of the gate, and a row of people wearing the folding fan-shaped logo of the China Calligraphy Association slowly walked over from the gate.

The young contestants in the calligraphy field who participated in the Lanting Award from all over the world couldn't help but look at it.

His eyes eagerly looked at the clothes of the Chinese Calligraphy Association they were wearing.

"Xie Jinyun!"

"Looks like it's really him!"

“……”

Exclamations rang out.

"It's Xie Jinyun......" Bai Qian's side, the boy also looked at the group of people very eagerly, and turned around to discuss with Bai Qi, but found that Bai Qi was looking at his mobile phone and ...... his back

Memorize words?

"How?" Seeing that he had been staring at him, Bai Qian tilted his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Aren't you curious?" His full blood was looked at by Bai Qi's slightly cold gaze, and was instantly extinguished, "Xie Jinyun, the first place this time, it is rumored that he is the next president......"

Then he watched himself speak, and Bai Qi memorized another word.

Boy: "......"

was interrupted by Bai Qian like this, and when the boy looked at the people of the Chinese Calligraphy Association again, there was no too eager expression in his eyes, "Let's add a WeChat." ”

He felt that he couldn't add Xie Jinyun anyway, so he took out his mobile phone and added a WeChat message with Bai Qi.

The Chinese Book Association is very large, low-key and luxurious.

They competed today in the largest building in the middle.

"This is everyone's research," downstairs, the vice president sent everyone's research certificate to them, "I don't need to say more about the content, there are three opportunities to write in it, everyone has to choose their best one to hand in, I'll wait for you downstairs." ”

He sent the research certificates one by one.

Finally, he told Jian Rong with kind eyes: "Don't be nervous, keep a normal heart, the teacher believes that you will be able to reach such heights one day." ”

"I know." Jian Rong held the research certificate and took a deep breath.

He was talented in Beicheng, but when he arrived at the Chinese Calligraphy Association, no one here knew about him at all.

A group of twenty people from Beicheng entered.

Downstairs, many teachers who led the team knew each other, and the manager of the team led by Nancheng came over with a smile, "Old Qian, was the Jian Rong of your calligraphy association just now?" ”

"Yes," Vice President Qian smiled, "it's him, the little guy has good talent, but it's a pity that the luck is not good." ”

"It's really a pity," the Nancheng manager smacked his tongue, "I was unlucky, I met Xie Jinyun and Xu Yajun, one of these two people was trained as the next president, and the other was a student of the current president, the people who participated in the Lanting Award this year were quite unlucky, I just gave my students a long time of ideological homework." ”

No matter how talented a person is, he will be suppressed by these two characters.

Can Vice President Qian not know this?

"I hope Jian Rong can stabilize his mind," Vice President Qian sighed, "I can stabilize the second prize and earn a place in the Chinese Calligraphy Association." ”

Coming to the Chinese Calligraphy Association to participate in the competition is not only a test of skills, but also of character.

Every time the geniuses of each city come to the Chinese Calligraphy Association, they will be hit by the demons full of eyes, and there is more than one such demon this year, Xie Jinyun and Xu Yajun are Wang Bang in any session.

These two are still in the same class.

How will others get ahead of this pressure?

It lasted for an hour and a half, and none of them left, and they were all waiting downstairs for them to come out.

However, the game had only ten minutes to go.

A figure came out of the building.

"Which candidate is this who crashed? Pendulum? "Someone asked.

Vice Qian, who was chatting with the people of Nancheng, raised his head, and also wanted to see who had such a bad temperament, and when he looked at it, the calmness on his face could hardly be maintained, "You...... Why are you coming out now?! ”

He looked at Bai Qi in disbelief.

Bai Qian just took out his mobile phone, and slowly took out his headphones, ready to listen to English.

"Can't you come out?" Bai Qian raised her head, the black headphones were still in her hand, the girl was wearing a snow-white top, raising her eyes slightly, the afternoon sun was dazzling, reflecting her cold jade-like eyebrows, hazy but too bright.

The gold thread of the skirt reflects the cold light.

Vice President Qian: "Yes, but ...... You're out in ten minutes? ”

Such a serious competition, once every three years, also involves the quota of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, even Xie Jinyun will carefully consider not a single mistake.

Who can write it in ten minutes?

"Well," Bai Qian tucked the earphones into his ears and looked sideways, "I'm on a plane, and I have classes tomorrow." ”

Vice President Qian: "......"

Go back to Xiangcheng today?

No, you're so sassy?

He was a little tired, but thinking about it, Bai Qian didn't come to win the award, and it was useless to stay in Jiangjing, "Then you go back and pay attention to your own safety." ”

Vice Qian waved his hand and did not keep her.

He watched Bai Qian leave, and the one in Nancheng next to him was surprised and asked after seeing Bai Qi leave, "This is your person?" ”

"Well, let's have a good time," Vice President Qian smiled and didn't mention Bai Qian: "It's just a long experience." ”

His eyes gathered on the building, waiting for Jian Rong and Qiu Boqing to come out.

**

Here, Bai Qian went back to the hotel to get his backpack.

Get on the plane and return to Xiangcheng.

The black car was already waiting quietly not far from the hotel, and in the car, Jiang He was sitting in the back seat with an expressionless face, with a large pile of medicine next to him.

Bai Qi got into the car.

Glancing at Jiang He, "What about your brother?" ”

Jiang He hugged the pillow, weak, "At Jiang's house." ”

Bai Qian nodded, didn't ask more, she and Jiang He went back to Xiangcheng first.

The plane still landed in Danping City, and it was Ming Dongheng who came to pick up Bai Qian Jiang He, because Jiang He had just seen a doctor and was emotionally unstable, so Bai Qian accompanied him back to the manor.

In the hall, Chen Ju had been waiting for Ming Dongheng to come back.

Seeing Bai Qi, he didn't dare to ask more, only carefully said hello, and then asked her some trivial things.

Bai Qian accompanied Jiang He for a while, and then prepared to go back to have dinner with Ji Heng.

"Miss Bai, I'm just going to go back," Chen Ju stood up at the moment, "It just so happens that I'm going to pick up people early tomorrow morning, so I have to go back early to rest." ”

He played his abacus very well, and took Bai Qi together.

"Who are you picking up?" Ming Dongheng looked at Chen Ju coldly.

He didn't see whether Chen Ju really wanted to pick up people, or fake people.

Chen Ju is not afraid, he is not completely an excuse, it is just that the time is not right, he will pick up Xu Yajun tomorrow, will he change it to tonight as a lie?

"Xiao Xu, she has finished participating in the competition, and she wants to come to Xiangcheng to feel the history."

Ming Dongheng squinted his eyes, not remembering who it was.

"It's the one I was here again!" Chen Ju helped him recall.

Although talking to Ming Dongheng, Chen Ju did not forget Bai Qi, and turned his head to explain to Bai Qi calmly: "Miss Bai, this Xiao Xu is Xu Yajun, a member of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, yesterday she met with President Xue The old man, the old man said that she writes very well in Liang Ti, and she should shine in this Lanting Award......

Halfway through his words, Chen Ju looked at Bai Qi's calm face.

Quickly changed the topic again, he touched the cold sweat on his head, and secretly wondered how he could tell Miss Bai this.

"Miss Bai, I'll send you back!" He grabbed the car keys.

"Thank you." Bai Qian took the schoolbag.

Go out with Chen Ju.

**

At the same time, Jiang Jing.

Chinese Calligraphy Association.

The Lanting Award, which is held every three years, is a major event of the Chinese Calligraphy Association.

This year is no surprise either.

Just after the exam in the morning, all the works were sealed and sent to the selection room in the evening.

There were seven people who participated in the judges' scoring, and this year, because President Xue had students inside, in order to avoid suspicion, he did not join the judges.

At this time, he was drinking tea at home.

After receiving a phone call, he stood up sharply: "What? ”

"Teacher," Xu Yajun was startled by the teacher's startle, and she also stood up: "What's wrong?" ”

President Xue was middle-aged, he put on his coat, and he didn't have time to explain more, "That person actually came to the Chinese Calligraphy Association, didn't he agree to be a judge, why did he suddenly come ......?"

President Xue hurried out the door.

Xu Yajun hurriedly followed, "Teacher, who are you talking about?" ”

"It's okay," President Xue shook his head, "I'll go to the Chinese Calligraphy Association first, I'll say hello to you over there in Xiangcheng, you can go." ”

He didn't have time to explain to Xu Yajun.

Drive directly to the China Calligraphy Association.

Selection Department of China Calligraphy Association.

In the middle of the conference table, there was a man in a snow-white shirt, his eyes were lowered, his cold white fingers pointed at the computer desktop, his fine black hair fell to the brow bone, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were cold.

Even if he didn't speak, he could feel his cold temperament.

As soon as he moved his fingers, a cold wind seemed to blow through the entire selection room.

Beside him, the elegant old man standing smiled and said: "You don't have to be restrained, our young master is here to take a look, just score well, and relax." ”

The seven judges trembled and held the work, and when they heard it, they almost cried.

What you're saying sounds good.

This master sits here like this, who dares to relax?

Also, don't you know that Jiang Gongzi is very amiable even if he doesn't speak?

As soon as President Xue came, he saw the seven judges shrinking into their seats like quails, "......"

"Steward Jiang, why are you two here?" President Xue was very, very polite, he didn't dare to talk to Jiang Fuli, and only asked the old housekeeper beside him.

Steward Jiang smiled, "Jiang Shao just came to take a look, he intends to donate a sum of money to this Lanting Award." ”

As he spoke, Steward Jiang gestured his fingers.

President Xue perked up, "I would like to thank Jiang Shao for these contestants!" ”

Steward Jiang looked at the seven judges, "I heard that this year's Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, President Xue's students are also one of them. ”

"Yajun?" President Xue is also proud of this proud disciple, "It is not easy for her to come so far as a girl......

As soon as President Xue came, the atmosphere in the whole office was much better.

The seven judges were finally able to score the works.

Average point scale.

"This thin gold body should be Xie Jinyun's," a teacher flipped to a piece of work, admired it with the people around him, and then sighed, "It is worthy of being the first hot person this year." ”

He gave the painting a score of 91.

Calligraphy is in full bloom, but there are not many people who can really calm down and learn calligraphy now, and this time the Rantei Award is for the younger generation.

Levels are uneven.

Except for Xie Jinyun's thin gold body, most people don't see other good works.

"Aren't the students of this year's president also here, I see that she wrote Liang ......" One of the judges smiled and flipped to the next one, and suddenly paused halfway through his words.

He looked at the work in amazement.

It's the beam body.

It's "Remembering Xiangcheng".

The person who wrote this poem, every stroke is like a spear blade, the pen is like a vine, the whole is like flowing water, and the ink is poured on the paper, like the mighty Milky Way water rushing down from the sky, and the style of splashing ink is coming to the face at a glance!

He looked at this work and was reluctant to put it down for a long time.

The people next to him noticed his strange appearance and also looked over, "What work have you seen, it's so ......"

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly looked at President Xue, who was chatting with Steward Jiang: "President, you are really good at hiding, you are a great student, I am a little ashamed of this strength!" ”

"What?" President Xue was stunned by this sentence.

"That's it," the man showed him the work, "Look at it, just this wind bone, just this blade, much higher than Xie Jinyun." ”

Those present are well aware of the people who are capable of competing for the first prize in this competition.

Liang Ti writes well, only Xu Yajun.