After a storm, the finals of the calligraphy and painting competition came belatedly.
A total of 1,000 contestants qualified for the finals, and the competition venue was set at the Painting and Calligraphy Association in Yuzhou City.
Qualifying for the finals is an affirmation in itself.
Although he cannot be called a master of calligraphy and painting, he has at least reached the level of being a master of calligraphy and painting.
The predecessor of the Yuzhou City Calligraphy and Painting Association was a private garden three hundred years ago, covering an area of more than 100 acres.
It has all kinds of pavilions and pavilions, and there is also an artificial river that runs from east to west.
The river is filled with lotus flowers of various colors, and the scenery is beautiful and refreshing.
What's even more rare is that the backyard was originally a very large square.
It has now been converted into a large auditorium, which can accommodate up to 1,500 people at the same time.
It happens to be the venue for this calligraphy and painting competition.
Because it was already the finals, Qi Yuanzheng, the chief judge, brought Feng Zhitong and Luo Mingdao to the Calligraphy and Painting Association.
It caused quite a stir as soon as it appeared, and many people, including the three contestants, were very excited.
"It turns out that the rumors are true. The chief judges of this calligraphy and painting competition are three master-level figures!"
"I heard that the top 100 people in this competition will have the opportunity to listen to the lectures of three masters.
This is a rare opportunity. A few casual suggestions from the master are better than working behind closed doors for several years!"
"Who says it's not? It's a pity that there are only a hundred people. How can it be so easy to enter?"
"Yes, anyone who can hit within a hundred people is someone who has sufficient calligraphy and painting skills and has his or her own unique style.
Although they cannot be called masters of calligraphy and painting, they are all people with great potential.
In the next few years, after a lot of hard work, I will definitely be able to shine!"
The contestants rushed to say hello, hoping to attract the attention of the three chief judges.
But how could the three of them have so much energy? They just greeted everyone perfunctorily and hurried to the office under the protection of the staff.
“This year’s contestants are very enthusiastic and full of energy!”
Qi Yuanzheng, as the host, commented with a smile.
Feng Zhitong nodded: "Indeed, young people should be energetic.
After all, they are the future masters. Look at this, there are successors in the calligraphy and painting industry in Southeast Province!"
Luo Mingdao was deeply aware of this: "Yes, Lao Qi's contribution is also part of this.
Without the hard work and support of seniors like you, how could the calligraphy and painting world be so prosperous?"
Qi Yuanzheng waved his hands repeatedly and smiled bitterly.
"You two, there's no need to be so polite between us, right?
These are all the results of young people's own efforts. How much does it have to do with me?
But officials from various places are very concerned about the development of the calligraphy and painting industry and have created a good atmosphere."
The three of them laughed at the same time, and Luo Mingdao asked: "Old Qi, besides Fan Tingting, how many more disciples do you plan to accept after this competition?"
Qi Yuanzheng, who was originally smiling, suddenly became serious, and even a little scared.
“I have little ability, so let’s talk about this after the game.
After all, recruiting disciples is a two-sided matter.
We like others, but they may not necessarily like us.
If someone’s original teacher is better than us, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?”
Qi Yuanzheng sighed with emotion. These words could be said to be true.
Feng Zhitong and Luo Mingdao looked surprised. Daxia.com
Qi Yuanzheng, who has always thought highly of himself, when did he become so humble?
And looking at it like this, it doesn’t look like a show, it’s really a strange thing!
"Lao Qi, are you okay? This is not your speaking style!
Although the three of us dare not say how successful we have been, if we let out the news and recruit disciples, I don’t think we will be looked down upon by others, right?
Are your words a bit too modest? This is not good!"
Luo Mingdao said bluntly, with a proud look on his face.
On the other hand, Feng Zhitong looked serious and fell into deep thought.
Qi Yuanzheng gave a wry smile: "Old Luo, I'm really not being too modest, but seeking truth from facts.
After experiencing the previous incident, I was also very educated.
In the world of calligraphy and painting, we should not have the bad habit of ranking based on seniority. We still have to look at our own abilities.
My current achievements are all praised by everyone, but many unknown people may not be incompetent.
As the saying goes, there are mountains outside the people, and the masters are among the people!"
Luo Mingdao looked surprised and looked Qi Yuanzheng up and down.
"Okay, Lao Qi, this ideological consciousness is too high!
I agree with your statement, but why did you change so quickly? Did you receive any stimulation?
Or did we really meet some master? Why didn’t we know?”
Qi Yuanzheng paused for a moment, thinking about Yang Haoran's instructions not to publicize his affairs too much, and couldn't help but feel a little conflicted.
But without mentioning specifics, it shouldn’t be too much to just state some facts, right?
Qi Yuanzheng rolled his eyes and suddenly became a little more energetic.
"Don't tell me from a distance, you have seen that little girl Fan Tingting.
With the achievements she has achieved at this age, do you think she might not have the guidance of an expert behind her?"
Luo Mingdao and Feng Zhitong looked at each other, took a breath of cold air at the same time, and looked cautious.
"What you said is true. The teacher who can teach such outstanding students is definitely not inferior to us."
Luo Mingdao nodded with emotion.
Feng Zhitong also said: "It's just that we were hasty and ignored such an obvious problem.
Now that you say that, I am even more curious. After this final, I will definitely ask the little girl to help me recommend his teacher!"
The three of them laughed. Luo Mingdao looked around and asked.
"Why isn't Yan Kelin here? I remember I haven't seen him for a few days, right?"
While asking, he looked at Qi Yuanzheng, now is the time to employ people.
Yan Kelin usually follows Qi Yuanzheng from time to time. How could he give up his job at this juncture?
Qi Yuanzheng looked serious: "Yan Kelin had some insights in the past two days. I was afraid of delaying him and asked him to go into seclusion."
Both Luo Mingdao and Feng Zhitong's eyes lit up.
To be evaluated as enlightened by Qi Yuanzheng must have been deeply touched.
And they all went into seclusion, which shows that Qi Yuanzheng attached great importance to it.
"Congratulations, Yan Kelin has profound skills. After this retreat, I am afraid there will be another master-level calligraphy and painting master!"
Qi Yuanzheng smiled and said nothing, but did not deny it, which shocked the two of them even more.
The time for the finals has finally arrived, and the rules are no different from before.
All players enter the competition hall through security check, then match their number plates and go to the corresponding position.
All materials are ready, and the first thing to do when entering your location is to check the materials.