Chapter 470 Credit?

The staff of the competition was holding Zhang Yu's work and walking towards the work wall... When passing the jury's seat, Wei Zongyuan suddenly said, "Hey little comrade, wait a minute. Pen Interest Ω『Ge』"

The staff stopped when they heard the sound, but looked at Wei Zongyuan strangely... Wei Zongyuan said, "Please put this work on the top of the works on the wall."

The staff didn't say anything, just nodded... Of course the judges have the right to decide about the work, and he is just an ordinary staff member. As for where the work is finally placed, it has nothing to do with him.

The staff came to the work wall and put the work in their hands on top of all the works. This scene was seen by many people in the field. Although the competition organizing committee did not explain too much, they can already see the last work. , which has a higher meaning than other works.

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Seeing this, the group of VIP seats whispered and talked a lot...

"I didn't expect No. 86's work to be so popular with the judges! It was also placed in the most conspicuous position."

"It's not surprising at all! If I were to put the work of No. 86 on the top. Whether it is the use of pen, structure, posture, or lines, this work has reached a very high level. Although There are not many words used in this work, but the sentences are original, and the style of the brush can also show the prototype of the calligraphy master. It is not simple!" A principal who seemed to have some opinions on calligraphy commented.

"I don't know which school's students have such a high level of calligraphy?"

"I don't know! This kid doesn't wear a school uniform, but he looks familiar. Don't tell me, I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"Principal Liu! Are you a student of your own school? So you look familiar."

"No! Shouldn't be a student of our school. But I must have seen him! But where have I seen him..."

"Principal Han, are you a student of your school?" Someone led the topic to Han Kai.

Han Kai frowned, carefully recalling the appearance of the contestants from his school today... Although he can remember some of them, not everyone can remember them. The appearance of the eighty-sixth, it seems that I have a little impression, but I can't remember it. Thinking of this, I feel a little unhappy at the same time. According to the requirements of the school, the contestants in this competition should wear school uniforms as much as possible. What does it mean to wear casual clothes, this boy? Are you not a player!

Thinking of this, Han Kai still didn't have a clue, and said, "I can't remember it a bit! But he seems to be a little familiar? Maybe...is...is a student of our school!"

"Hehehe! Maybe something else, it must be the high school of Principal Han. You Beitong High School are really talented! If there is any competition, so many people will qualify. In addition, Principal Han is a leader in the city's education circle. With big names in town, I see Beitong's future exhibition, which is really gratifying!"

"Hehehehe!" The surrounding principals all showed expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred. You must know that in this calligraphy competition, the works of three consecutive people have been selected as the best in this calligraphy competition. It must be said that it has already shown the limelight. It seems that in today's competition, I can only watch Han Kai perform alone.

At this time, Han Kai let out a hearty laugh... and began to accept the congratulations from the many principals around him. As for whether the eighty-sixth was a student of his own school, he had long forgotten it. In his heart, everything that can write well should be a student of his own school, and those who can't write well should be the students of No. 1 Middle School.

Ning Qin sat aside and smiled, but did not expose the matter on the spot.

To know Ning Qin's mood before, it was like riding a roller coaster, and it went up and down for a while... And before Zhang Yu took out the work, Ning Qin felt that her hands were shaking slightly. But when she saw the whole picture of Zhang Yu's works, her hanging mood immediately fell. Although I am not a calligrapher, but after all, I have been engaged in the front-line work of education all the year round, and I can still see the quality of a person's handwriting.

In Ning Qin's opinion, if Zhang Yu's work is not published, is there any reason for this competition? In the end, Zhang Yu's work lived up to his expectations and successfully qualified for the show, which also made Ning Qin feel better. What surprised Ning Qin even more was that Zhang Yu's work was also selected as the best work in the field, and at the same time, it was placed in the most obvious position, which stood out from the crowd.

Seeing this scene, Ning Qin was so happy that she almost didn't laugh out loud... Don't say anything, this kid Zhang Yu is talented. No wonder he became the champion of the National Poetry Contest, because this guy is no ordinary person at all. At the same time, Ning Qin glanced at Han Kai, seeing the other party's complacent look, and his heart was even more amused. Han Kai, ah, Han Kai! Let you be proud for a while, and then you won't be able to laugh.

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The round of the youth group is over, and the next is the competition of the senior group... Many people started to pack their belongings, but Zhang Yu didn't take anything, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked straight to Hao Chengze with a smile on his face. .

Hao Chengze didn't have a problem with his eyes either. Of course, he saw Zhang Yu walking towards him. Although the other party didn't say anything, he knew what the other party was going to do, and his face was already very ugly.

Zhang Yu came to Hao Chengze's side, smiled and said, "How about Hao! It seems that I won. Let's cash our bets!"

Hearing this, Hao Chengze felt his fingers tighten, as if he was afraid that the bag of the four treasures of the "Gu Yun Study" in his hand was about to fly away.

Zhang Yu flicked the bag tightly in Hao Chengze's hand, and suddenly smiled: "Why don't you talk! Don't you want to admit it? I didn't expect some people to be very upright and awe-inspiring, but they don't speak with any credit. ."

"Who do you say has no credit?" Hao Chengze glared at the words.

Zhang Yu snorted: "If you have credit! Then why are you still carrying my four treasures bag of the study?"

"Your Four Treasures of the Study?" Hao Chengze reflexively said, "Don't laugh at people! You didn't even bring a pen, how could you have the Four Treasures of the Study."

"Then you still don't plan to talk about credit?" Zhang Yu immediately asked back.

"Me!" Hao Chengze didn't know what to say at this time.

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"Hao Chengze! Didn't I tell you not to talk to him. Why did you forget it in a blink of an eye!" A voice suddenly came.

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Hao Chengze knew who was talking without turning around! At this time, Wei Xiaozhen walked over with a few contestants from his school and the cadres of the student union...