Yang Haoran drove the Volkswagen he exchanged with Fan Zhenyu, pulling Fan Tingting and the four of them towards Yuzhou City.
Before going, Yang Haoran was very low-key and did not say hello to anyone.
He even told Su Yining and the parents of her three children not to tell anyone about this matter.
Otherwise, with Yang Haoran's current level of attention, Mi Hongkang and others would soon know about it.
It was inevitable that it would be another social gathering. Yang Haoran didn't like social occasions the most, so he had to avoid it if possible.
The reason why I switched cars with Fan Zhenyu was for the same reason.
After all, his Carradiel is so cool that his identity can be revealed in an instant.
Yuzhou City Art Museum is a bustling scene at the moment.
The triennial Southeast Province Youth Calligraphy and Painting Competition is about to begin, and famous calligraphers and painters from all over the country are gathering in Yuzhou City.
As the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association, Han Baoshan is even more busy at this time.
Not only is he responsible for arranging and scheduling various matters related to the calligraphy and painting competition, but he also has to constantly receive friends from the calligraphy and painting circles who come from afar.
"Old Han, it's not easy for you to be the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association!"
Zhang Yunkai, a famous calligrapher and painter, laughed and joked.
Han Baoshan gave a wry smile: "There's nothing you can do about it. You also know the importance of this competition, so you can't just ignore it.
Most of the famous calligraphers and painters in our southeastern provinces came to the fore through youth calligraphy and painting competitions."
Zhang Yunkai nodded solemnly with emotion on his face.
"Yes, if you can enter the top fifteen of the competition, you will definitely be a master of calligraphy and painting.
You can become famous in the first thirty years, prove your profound skills, and you can directly enter the board of directors of the calligraphy and painting association.
If the top 100 people are placed in various places, they are also leaders in the field of calligraphy and painting, and they must be unique."
Han Baoshan nodded repeatedly: "So, this is not just a competition for young people.
Many calligraphy and painting masters also attach great importance to this competition. They not only care about young people, but also come with the attitude of treasure hunting.
Maybe some people will be accepted as disciples by a certain master, which is also a good story."
"I heard that the judges of this competition invited three master-level figures. Is this true or false?"
Han Baoshan looked around and smiled.
"We are old friends, and I won't hide it from you. This is absolutely true.
But it wasn’t invited by the Painting and Calligraphy Association, we don’t have the respect yet.
The three masters took the initiative to serve as judges for this competition, and they also wanted to support the newcomers.
But it’s not completely determined yet, so don’t talk nonsense to the outside world.”
Yang Haoran took four people to Yuzhou City, found a hotel close to the art museum and booked a large family suite.
Registration is all done online and the preliminary review has been passed.
According to the process of the competition, the two days starting tomorrow will be auditions distributed in different venues.
Out of the idea of sharpening his skills before the battle, Yang Haoran told a few more people what they needed to pay attention to.
Everyone was very serious, and of course they were a little nervous.
After all, this is my first time participating in a large competition.
Fan Tingting's condition is not bad. After all, she has been by Yang Haoran's side and has been exposed to all the big events.
Moreover, I have experienced a lot of things before, and my mental quality has been fine for a long time, and I am much stronger than my peers.
Early the next morning, Yang Haoran took four people to the art museum.
Yang Haoran and the others were assigned to Area 3 of the art museum. When they arrived, there were already many people waiting.
Fan Tingting and the others looked at their surroundings and felt a little dazed for a moment.
Because as far as the eye can see, the whole area is almost full of adults. Sands
Even the youngest one looks like he is seventeen years old.
As for the four of them, the oldest is twelve years old, and the other three are only eleven years old.
At such a young age, he is extremely conspicuous in District 3.
Naturally, it also attracted the attention of the staff.
A tall girl in her twenties walked towards Yang Haoran and the others, with red armbands hanging on her arms.
"Sorry sir, this is a competition area and children are not allowed to play.
Please cooperate with our work and take your children out of here."
Yang Haoran's mouth twitched and he said speechlessly: "The four of them are here to compete, why should I take them away?"
The girl looked surprised and looked at the four people with great curiosity.
"No way? To participate in a competition of this level at such a young age?
Sir, are you sure you are not kidding me?"
The conversation here quickly attracted the attention of others, who all looked over and quickly understood what happened.
There was a burst of laughter immediately, and many people looked joking.
"Don't worry, little sister, he is not joking with you, he is here to cause trouble, haha!"
"The rule of the competition is that you should be no more than twenty-seven years old, but are they too young?
Not to mention the competition, I’m afraid it will be difficult to produce a complete work, it’s really nonsense.”
"Who approved it? Is this a secret operation?"
"The review must be accompanied by personal works. Maybe he is lying. Check his pass!"
The girl spread her hands towards Yang Haoran and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"Sir, you heard me too. For the sake of fairness, I need to check the passes of the four of them. Do you mind?"
Yang Haoran laughed: "This is the normal procedure. It's just that some people look down on others, which makes people very uncomfortable."
Yang Haoran's words were loud and naturally aroused a cry of criticism.
"The quality is too low. Show your pass quickly. If you don't have a pass, get out!"
Yang Haoran looked over coldly, scaring the man into shutting up.
"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute. If you dare to talk nonsense again, you will be rude!"
Yang Haoran would not get used to this kind of person, but he still took out his phone calmly.
For this competition, the preliminary work was all conducted on the Internet.
Including review of submitted works, verification of contestant information, etc.
After passing the review, a QR code will be issued as a pass, which includes all the information of the participants.
Yang Haoran found the QR code and handed it to the staff.
"You can scan the code to verify."
The girl took out a special code scanner and made a beep sound.
All the information of the QR code appears on the screen of the scanner, including the photos and ages of the contestants.
"Hey, you're only eleven years old? That's really amazing!"
"That means the verification has passed? There are three more. You can take a look at them all together."
Everyone around was paying attention to the situation here, and more and more people gathered.
As the girl kept scanning the code, all verifications passed.
The girl's face suddenly turned red and she bowed towards Yang Haoran.
"I'm so sorry, sir, everything has been verified."
