Those who were talking about Song Jinsheng also immediately stopped talking.
Principal Zhang raised his hand to indicate the next step.
Director Zou was just about to give an emotional speech, but before he could speak, a voice passed through the lobby.
"Principal Zhang, I have objections to this award list."
Principal Zhang raised his head in surprise and saw Gu Fen standing up from his seat.
"Oh? Tell me about it."
All eyes on the court were focused on Gu Fen.
Gu Fen squeezed her sweaty hands tightly and tried to keep her voice calm.
"I think there is something wrong with classmate Song Jinsheng's ranking."
Pretending to be calm, he said: "Principal Zhang, that's not what I meant. I have no doubt that our school is fair and just. I just can't believe that Song Jinsheng comes from a junk planet and has never been exposed to such high-level art activities."
How do people get the top ten rankings?"
Principal Zhang took a deep look at Gu Fen and said calmly: "This time, not only teachers from our school will be judged, but also members of the Calligraphy Association. Therefore, everyone's work will be judged by the most appropriate judge. And
, five people will judge each work, and there will never be a single mistake. You should not question the accuracy of this list, and there is no reason to doubt Jin Sheng."
"Even if she knows a little bit of calligraphy, she can't be ranked at the top all of a sudden. I heard that her sister Song Qinghui is very good at calligraphy. This time, her ranking is only a little higher than her."
"I think what classmate Gu Fen said is reasonable. How can anyone who has just returned from Blue Star know the high-end art of calligraphy?"
What surprised her even more was that her younger sister actually got into the top ten.
"So, I think you must have evidence to convince us that Song Jinsheng is clean, so that we can dispel our suspicions."
But she didn't feel at all that her sister was cheating.
Song Qinghui listened to the doubts and abuses of this group of people and glanced at Song Jinsheng worriedly.
She had participated in various calligraphy competitions before, and she participated in almost every competition organized by the federal government. But she had never met Ouyang Yu.
As soon as these words came out, there was another commotion in the event hall.
This time Song Qinghui did not take first place, but ranked third. Two places higher than Song Jinsheng.
She is not someone who can tolerate it.
Now she just wants to tear those people's mouths apart.
On the contrary, amidst the doubts of this group of people, she only felt sorry for her sister and angry with this group of people.
If the principal hadn't been sitting there, she would have taken action long ago.
Song Qinghui didn't feel sad that she didn't get the first place this time, but she was surprised that Ouyang Yu ranked first.
My sister's face was expressionless, it must be that she was hiding all her grievances and sorrows so as not to worry her.
Silly child, cry whenever you want, it will make you feel even worse if you hold it in your heart.
Gu Fen's heart tightened, and she was so nervous that she almost forgot the wording she had thought of before.
But she found that her face was calm and not as aggrieved as she imagined.
Many students had doubts in their hearts after hearing Gu Fen's words.
Therefore, she didn't know that Ouyang Yu's calligraphy level was so high. She didn't expect that she would stand out in this school competition.
Thinking of this, Song Qinghui felt even more distressed.
Song Jinsheng met her worried eyes, felt warm in his heart, and immediately gave her a comforting look in return.
Song Qinghui understood Song Jinsheng's meaning, and intuitively felt that she really felt sorry for people, and she was still in the mood to comfort her at this time.
