"Mysterious exhibit?"

Jiang Wanna: "Yes, I don't know what it is, it may be just a gimmick. However, there are indeed not many calligraphy competitions at this level, and it is a great affirmation to win this kind of award."

Yiyi was still writing seriously. She brought a thick stack of rice paper in her bag, and after writing one after another, the room was filled with the fragrance of ink.

...

On the day of the competition.

At around 7 o'clock in the morning, Zhong Ming sat on the taxi in the air and yawned wildly.

There is no way, I really don’t get up so early...

While browsing your bracelet, Yiyi looked at the copybook, and said contempt: "Zhongming, you see, you are so stupid. Why do you keep yawning in the morning? If you were called by the teacher in our class, you would have been asked to answer the questions."

Zhong Ming had a dark face: "You kid, you are a little familiar with each other and are not big or young. It would be fine if you don't call me brother, why do you still despise me... Even if I go to your class, can you be your teacher?"

Yiyi said: "You will be laughed at by your classmates when you yawn when you are a teacher."

Zhong Ming was speechless: "I tell you, you are laughing at me now. When you can't get a ranking, let's see how I laugh at you."

Yiyi was so confident: "If I can't even win the third prize, then whatever you want to laugh at me!"

Jiang Wanna couldn't help but smile. It could be seen that Yiyi likes Zhong Ming very much, otherwise she wouldn't have said so much.

The competition was at the Guanghua Art Museum. Yiyi entered the venue with her bag and ID card. Zhong Ming and Jiang Wanna were watching from the audience next to her.

This competition is not open for sale, but online live broadcasts are arranged. However, even if this kind of competition is broadcast live, there will probably not be too many people watching it.

Therefore, there were not many people on the scene, but after all, there was a youth group here, so considering the accompanying family members, the audience seats were arranged on the scene.

In the center of the venue are wooden tables, with pen, ink, paper, paperweight and other essential items on them. Participants quickly enter the venue and go to the corresponding position according to their numbers.

Those who arrived at the scene must have passed the primary election, but even so, there were many people. The youth group and the youth group had to add up to more than 200 people.

Not long after Zhong Ming sat down, he heard someone calling him.

"Zhongming?"

Turning his head and looking, isn’t this Lao Jin?

Lao Jin was very happy to see Zhong Ming: "You are caught again, when will you write the "Preface to the Lanting Collection" for me!"

Zhong Ming was speechless: "That's the only sentence for meeting you, can you still have fun? Are you... your grandson here to compete?"

"Whatever, what." Lao Jin looked speechless, "I am the judge!"

"Oh, you're quite busy. Last time you were the judge, this time you're again." Zhong Ming said.

Lao Jin was so angry that he said: "You guys have something to say. I am a member of the Calligraphy Association. Isn't it normal for me to be a judge in the Calligraphy Competition? It was a coincidence that I became a judge in the Game Competition. By the way, Qian, the elder of our association, has also come here. I will introduce you to know each other?"

"Don't bother, the game is about to begin." Zhong Ming said.
Chapter completed!