Chapter 462 2 Personal Interests

Guo Zixian rubbed his aching hand and said, "Don't worry! Your brother is just joining a student union, it's a big deal. Even if there is no Feng Shaohua, I will arrange it for you. As long as this matter can be done today. To achieve the effect we expected, when your brother wants to be a deputy minister, it is not a big problem."

Cai Dong nodded when he heard the words, and didn't say anything else... Anyway, he was about to graduate now, so naturally he wasn't afraid of offending Zhang Yu. I believe that the position of a deputy minister will definitely make the face-loving boy in my family happy.

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Zhang Yu, who had walked a long way, grinned at this moment... He secretly said in his heart: It turns out that you are in trouble for this petty profit. Guo Zixian, Cai Dong, don't think that God knows and you two know! Just wait, not only do I also know, I have other surprises for you in the future.

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The game is about to start... The players in the field all brought their number cards and entered the field to prepare for the game.

It should be said that most of the players participating in this competition brought their own equipment, at least a writing brush. To be more rigorous, they even brought the four treasures of the study and the ruler. People who have studied professionally know that writing is something that will definitely affect their performance if they do not have the tools they are familiar with. To say that it’s okay to just write and write casually, when it comes to competition, everyone is very serious, and it’s impossible to fool things. It seems that Zhang Yu is the only player in the entire player area who is empty-handed.

Zhang Yu knew that if he wanted to buy it now, it would be too late, and it would be impossible for someone to deliver it. Now he can only go to the staff and ask what to do. Although Zhang Yu was the only contestant who did not bring his own tools in this competition, the organizing committee had already taken this into consideration before holding the competition and prepared universal pens and various styles. It's not an expensive professional pen, but it's better than nothing.

Zhang Yu is holding a cheap wolf hair brush, neither thick nor thin. This neutral configuration may not be so special when it comes to fonts of a certain size, but fortunately, you can write any size, which belongs to the mean. Pen.

After Zhang Yu got the pen, he turned it around, a feeling like he was holding an old friend... Zhang Yu knew that this was a kind of intimacy that came naturally after he had the skills. Although I had never written calligraphy before, I knew that it was not a big problem.

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"Yo! I didn't expect your kid to also participate in the competition." A voice that made Zhang Yu hateful came.

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Zhang Yu Xunsheng glanced at Hao Chengze, who walked to his side, and said, "What! The competition is held by your family. You can participate, but we can only stand and watch?"

Hao Chengze reconfirmed that he hated this guy very much,

He was so sick of hearing him speak, he snorted, "A guy who doesn't even have a pen! He dares to participate in the calligraphy competition. I really don't know what to say!"

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "In the beginning! I brought a pen. Later, when I saw you, I asked someone to send the pen back. You can come to the competition. Didn't I bring a pen to bully people? I Just find one and forget it! Otherwise, the gap is too big, and it’s boring to win, you have to adjust the difficulty yourself to be interesting.”

"Hey, boy..." Hao Chengze was furious at Zhang Yu's attitude.

"Hao Chengze!" While the two were talking, Wei Xiaozhen also came over, glared at Hao Chengze and said, "Why are you talking to this guy again! Didn't I tell you to ignore him?"

Hao Chengze said: "It's not the squad leader! This kid is too arrogant! He obviously doesn't even have a pen, and he said that he doesn't even need to bring a pen to compete with me." Having said this, he turned to Zhang Yu and said, "You kid too. Don't be afraid to blow a hole in the sky, why don't you say that you can compete without a pen."

"Don't take a pen?" Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Is it still a calligraphy competition if you don't take a pen? You think cooking! What a stupid brain-scratch patient!"

"I'm tm!" Hao Chengze almost vomited blood, he really wanted to go up and beat Zhang Yu, but if it wasn't for the fact that the other party was tall, he would have done it himself.

"Enough!" Wei Xiaozhen shouted and glared at Hao Chengze, who was about to spurt blood, and turned to Zhang Yu: "Zhang Yu! Don't talk too much! If you have the ability, we will see the results on the field."

"Don't worry! It's a mule or a horse, we'll find out soon." Zhang Yu said indifferently.

Wei Xiaozhen snorted, turned around and glared at Hao Chengze, and left... Hao Chengze sighed helplessly, but he also glared at Zhang Yu and followed Wei Xiaozhen.

Zhang Yu sent off the pesky flies, yawned, and stood there waiting for the game to officially start...

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Soon there were more and more people in the hall... Some people sat in the VIP seats, and they seemed to be celebrities in the city's cultural circles. Some of them sat on the jury's seat. There were not many people, but they seemed to be quite old, but with their extraordinary bearing and appearance, they knew that these people were judges who had the power to control the life and death of today's competition.

Several staff members also began to arrange the players to line up, and they will finally appear in the game in numerical order. The competition is divided into the adult group and the youth group, and the two groups are fighting each other.

The director of the National Calligraphers Association, Liu Huanlin, a famous calligrapher in Zhonghai, looked around. When he saw Wei Xiaozhen, he smiled and said: "Elder Wei! Xiaoxiao seems to have a good idea this time, looking at the expression, the state adjustment is still good. "

Wei Zongyuan also looked away from his granddaughter, and said with a smile, "Famous teachers produce great apprentices! Without Mr. Liu's meticulous training, what is the use of mentality alone."

Liu Huanlin said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao has extraordinary talents in calligraphy and Chinese painting! If you concentrate on this, your future achievements will be extraordinary."

Wei Zongyuan said: "This child does have some talent in this area! But the child is uncertain, I'm afraid that if she gets some grades, it will be difficult for her to adjust her mentality to the previous state of diligent study and hard work."

The director of the National Artists Association, the famous painter Wu Yi, who was sitting on the side, laughed and interjected: "Listen to what Mr. Wei means! It seems that you are worried that your granddaughter's grades are too good?"

Wei Zongyuan said: "If possible! I hope everyone here will be stricter with her. Mu Xiu will be destroyed by Lin Feng! Children, I think it would be better to have more setbacks."

Liu Huanlin said with a smile: "Unfortunately, even if we want to be stricter with Xiaoxiao! I'm afraid there is no way to do it. Based on Xiaoxiao's current calligraphy skills, even if she were to participate in the national competition, she should have achieved good results. Judging from the current level of calligraphy among teenagers in Zhonghai City, she is already standing out from the crowd, I'm afraid it will be difficult to beat her self-confidence."