Chapter 690 The Picture of the Tiger Going Up the Mountain
The old man didn't say what he said behind anyone's back, and his voice was very loud.
Everyone around heard it clearly, and everyone couldn't help but look shocked.
Even the Qingchuan City Chess Association has entry requirements.
Not to mention the board of directors, only those with a certain reputation will be admitted.
There is no precedent for a little girl like Fan Tingting.
As the president of the Qingchuan Chess Association, the old man's invitation can be described as sincere.
But soon, everyone looked understanding again.
Real talents can be hired without exception.
Fan Tingting's extremely high level of chess skills she has shown before is indeed qualified to be invited.
Especially the chess masters present felt the same way.
After all, the entire chess game is displayed on the big screen, and every move can be seen clearly.
Fan Tingting's layout of moves is very subtle and interlocking.
In many cases, even chess masters like them have to think about it for a long time before they understand it.
Such a talented girl deserves such an honor.
So everyone was smiling and nodding.
After all, Fan Tingting is young and doesn't have much idea about this kind of invitation.
Wu Yulian and Fan Zhenyu on the side were already so excited that they couldn't help themselves.
"The old gentleman praises her too much. Tingting is just a child. Will this make other people dissatisfied?"
The old man had a serious look on his face: "How is that possible? He who learns without success is the teacher.
Although the little girl is young, her talent in chess is top-notch.
To be honest, the Chess Association took advantage of Tingting by letting her join the Qingchuan City Chess Association."
Wu Yulian's heart was beating fast, and her face was filled with glory.
Is my little girl really that powerful?
And all of this is the result of learning from Yang Haoran.
Originally, when Yang Haoran proposed that Fan Tingting drop out of school, Wu Yulian and his wife were a little worried.
But now, Wu Yulian feels that it is really the most correct choice.
Fan Tingting blinked her eyes, feeling a little guilty.
Her chess skills are indeed superb, but she got them through cheating.
If you really want to join the chess association, it will be just a pretentious job.
While Fan Tingting was thinking wildly, Yang Haoran had already agreed on her behalf.
"Thank you very much, President, for your kindness. It would be disrespectful to say otherwise."
The old president looked surprised and nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, okay, I will arrange for someone to go through the membership formalities for Tingting.
From now on, Fan Tingting is the official director of the Qingchuan Chess Association."
Naturally, everyone in Wu Yulian's family was happy, but Wu Qianlian's face was full of sadness and her eyes were full of resentment.
At this time, Xiao Qinghe had already arranged for people to prepare calligraphy and painting materials, and invited several famous calligraphy and painting artists to come out.
Fan Tingting glanced at Yang Haoran and rolled her eyes.
Yang Haoran smiled at her: "Go ahead, our little princess is the best."
Fan Tingting nodded, walked to a pile of calligraphy and painting paints, and selected all the tools needed for ink painting.
Coincidentally, Xiao Chenyu also chose ink painting.
Xiao Chenyu looked sarcastic: "Not everyone can draw well in ink painting.
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I'm afraid you, a cheap girl from the countryside, don't even have the basic conditions for learning. If you compete with me, you will only bring humiliation to yourself!"
Not to be outdone, Fan Tingting rolled her eyes.
“The bullshit is so loud that it doesn’t do one or two practical things.
I remember you were bragging like this just now, didn't you end up making a mess?
If I want to win, I will take action, not just talk nice words."
Xiao Chenyu snorted coldly and walked to the desk holding in his anger.
Someone had already helped Xiao Chenyu lay out the tablecloth and prepare all the materials.
Fan Tingting's side was handled by Yang Haoran in an orderly manner.
The three referees, all fifty-year-old men, were gathering together and whispering.
"Xiao Chenyu's teacher is the famous calligraphy and painting master Mr. Mo Yu. Being valued by Mr. Mo Yu shows that Xiao Chenyu's qualifications must be good."
"Although calligraphy and painting require qualifications, teaching by famous masters is even more important.
Being able to receive personal guidance from Master Mo Yu, Xiao Chenyu's attainments must not be too low."
"It seems there should be no suspense. In Qingchuan City, the three of us are already top-notch figures in the world of calligraphy and painting.
There are no other outstanding figures, and this little girl is not very old either.
If it were an ordinary training class, how much better would it be?"
Not just the three referees, but most other people had the same idea.
Wu Qianlian, who had been holding in her anger for a long time, once again had a look of ridicule on her face.
Her son has won awards before, and he is definitely a winner this time.
Xiao Qinghe's mind is no longer on this competition.
To him, this was just a child's play. The bigger reason for his active cooperation was to stabilize Yang Haoran.
According to the information received, Xiao Qingjian has already set off with the two elders and will arrive in Qingchuan City soon.
As long as Xiao Qingjian arrives, the result of this competition will not matter at all.
Because Yang Haoran is destined to become a dead man, anyone who dares to trample on the dignity of the Xiao family can only have this fate!
Zhu Mingyi sat on the chair, looking solemn.
Watching it from beginning to end, Zhu Mingyi was very shocked.
Originally, when Yang Haoran opened a training class, Zhu Mingyi only thought it was Yang Haoran's joke.
But now it seems that it is obviously not that simple.
Just looking at Fan Tingting's outstanding performance, we know that Yang Haoran is by no means an ordinary person.
Does Yang Haoran really intend to promote tradition and cultivate a few talents for Qingchuan City?
If this is the case, it would be a blessing for Qingchuan City.
Above the hall, because Fan Tingting and Xiao Chenyu had already started creating, the surrounding area became consciously quiet.
What Xiao Chenyu wants to draw is a picture of a tiger climbing up a mountain, and the outline has already been drawn.
The scenes of the two painting were also displayed on the big screen, and everyone could see it clearly.
The three referees couldn't help but praise and nodded repeatedly.
"Sure enough, a great teacher gives birth to a great disciple, and there is no weak soldier under a strong general.
Just one stroke of the pen has the style of a famous artist, and the picture of the tiger ascending the mountain chosen by Xiao Chenyu is Master Mo Yu's strong point, so it seems that this time it is stable."
"The outline of the tiger is completed in one go, like clouds and flowing water.
It seems that Xiao Chenyu must have worked hard and is confident.
Whether it’s the layout or the overall momentum, you can see the clues just from the first stroke, which is amazing!”
Wu Qianlian finally raised her head again, with a proud look on her face.
Looking at Fan Tingting, the preparations have just been completed and the writing has not been officially started yet.
"The beginning is such a failure, how can you expect to draw anything good?"
