The previous Youth Palace was mainly based on characteristic education. After more than ten years of creation, it has gradually become a comprehensive cultural center integrating education, leisure and entertainment.

Zhong Yue sat in the restaurant, looking at Gu Qin with wet hair, looking speechless. The fat man next to him had very short hair and it was dry when the wind blew. He held the lollipop and giggled.

Gu Qin took a towel, wiped his hair, and twisted Chen Pingping's face, "You dead child, you actually followed these naughty kids to attack me!"

"Hey, you called me here because of this?" Zhong Yue finally spoke at the pair of live treasures. What is this? Showing water gun technology?

Chen Pingping looked at Zhong Yue with a lollipop in her cheeks, "Then you go, Sister Gu, let's go to the movies and apologize as me."

"Shut up." Gu Qin took out a piece of information from his bag, "Look at this."

Zhong Yue glanced at it, "Invitation from the Municipal Calligraphy Association?"

"Well, what Teacher Huang asked me to you. Those who write calligraphy nowadays are honored to join the Calligraphy Association. You have never been famous all your life. If you can join the Calligraphy Association, you will have some achievements in the future and you can also join the provincial Calligraphy Association. Then you will have the opportunity to communicate with those masters."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to go."

"Why?"

Zhong Yue picked up the barley tea handed over by the waiter and took a sip, "It's boring."

"You are so noble. Do you know how many people want to join the Calligraphy Association every year? Especially those in the Calligraphy Department of the Academy of Fine Arts will take the assessment almost every year. There are very few people who can join the Calligraphy Association before the age of 30. Teacher Huang took a lot of effort to nominate you with several teachers from the Calligraphy Association. As long as you can win the first prize in this city's college student calligraphy grand prix, this nomination will be valid."

Zhong Yue continued to drink tea, "A few days ago, Zhang Shaolin also mentioned joining the Calligraphy Association, but I refused. He seems to be the honorary president of the Municipal Calligraphy Association. Now Mr. Huang nominates me, isn't he just asking him to beat me up?"

"Reject? Why?"

"He threatened me."

Gu Qin put the bath towel aside, "Hit for you? No, then?"

"Then he said that if I refuse, I will never join the Calligraphy Association."

"Haha, that's even better!" Gu Qin's eyes lit up.

"What's the good thing? Are you watching the fun again?" Zhong Yue hadn't settled the score with her last night, so why did she feel that this witch was going to make trouble again? Why didn't she ask why he refused? Gu Qin's focus is always not on the same point as him...

Gu Qin smiled and said, "Since Zhang Shaolin is so sure that you can't join the Calligraphy Association, then you will join, wouldn't you just slap him in the face? Isn't this very interesting?"

"It sounds like a good look." After hearing Gu Qin say this, Zhong Yue was a little interested. If he said that he was not interested in the Calligraphy Association, it would be purely self-deception.

This era is gold, and if it is buried in the mountains, it is really difficult to shine. The Calligraphy Association is like a platform and a symbol of identity. It can be said that most calligraphy enthusiasts want to get this symbol of identity.

To put it bluntly.

If you join the calligraphy association, you can pretend to be a fool.

"Besides, Zhang Shaolin has the final say in this book association. With Teacher Huang's nomination and municipal awards, there should be no problem. If you take a step back, you will not be able to get a piece of meat. What's the matter?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Then I will accept it first, but this city college student calligraphy grand prix is ​​probably not that easy to obtain."

"Are you nonsense? In the past, the Municipal Calligraphy Association and the Academy of Fine Arts jointly formed a judge to vote. Didn't you win a gold medal last time because of your sudden appearance?"

Zhong Yue was stunned, "What about?"

"Then the rules changed."

“…”

Zhong Yue didn't expect that because of his own reasons, it actually affected the rules of a city competition!

"So what changed this time?"

"Online voting plus on-site civic voting and expert group coefficient points."

Zhong Yue frowned, "That's so troublesome?"

"Do you know what the Grand Prix reward is?"

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "A suite?"

“…”

Gu Qin was speechless about Zhong Yue, who was good at chatting to death. "It was the ticket to participate in the selection competition for the Chinese-Khan Japanese Youth Calligraphy Exchange Competition next year."

"What? Wait, why are you still getting so many things?"

"Otherwise. Don't you know? The Khanate is so shameless. He applied for World Heritage on the Dragon Boat Festival and also applied for World Heritage on the World Heritage. Now he wants to apply for World Heritage on World Heritage, which has become their characteristic. Therefore, as a weapon for folk communication, the Calligraphy Association takes advantage of this exchange to slap them in the face and let them know who is the ancestor."

Zhong Yue has also heard of these. Indeed, the culture of Bangzi was passed down from China. At that time, he was surrendered and now he had to apply for World Heritage. He was simply a dwarf of culture. If all calligraphy was successfully applied for World Heritage, it would be a sadness for the country.

"Is this official news?"

Gu Qin shook his head, "The Khan official has denied the rumors and has no such plan, but they have always had such proposals among the people. So this time, the Calligraphy Association, the Khanate Calligraphy Association and the Rimu Calligraphy Association are preparing to jointly organize this youth calligraphy exchange competition."

"Wait, I'm a little dizzy. There are also Japanese words. The things written in different words, even culture and pens are different. Who will evaluate the value of art?"

Gu Qin spread his hands, "Who knows? It is said that he has only made a draft of this competition. How did he not issue a document yet? But the selection in China is already very cruel. Think about it, there are so many provinces and cities across the country, although there are fewer people studying calligraphy now, there are still people engaged in this ancient art. So if you want to represent the country, you will probably cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops."

"I won't consider such an unpredictable thing now. I'll ask you something." Zhong Yue suddenly remembered something.

"you say."

"How did you know that I'm in the Youth Palace? Also, what the hell was the text message yesterday? Good baby? What does it mean?"

Gu Qin was stunned, "Well... why haven't I ordered the meal yet? I'll go and have a look..."

"return!"

Gu Qin ran away...

"Big brother, do you like Sister Gu?" Chen Pingping's eyes narrowed into a slit. She asked quietly after Gu Qin walked away.

"Ah? Why do you ask this?" Zhong Yue noticed that the little kid who had just used a water gun to shoot Gu Qin did not interrupt when they were talking, and he was silently like a good baby.

Chen Pingping held the lollipop's stick and whistled. This is the new way to play lollipop.

"Sister Gu is my woman, big brother, don't snatch me."

"Ahem." Zhong Yue choked into his throat with a mouthful of barley tea, a little frightened. Are the little brats so precocious nowadays? This little fat man looks like a domineering president.

He took a tissue and wiped it, and asked with some amusement, "Since she is your woman, why do you still shoot her with a water gun?"
Chapter completed!