Ten minutes later, Ye Chen arrived at the classroom where the music club was located.
After a while, president Zhao Yiluo hurriedly walked in with a document.
After seeing Ye Chen, Zhao Yiluo's eyes lit up and he immediately walked towards Ye Chen.
"Junior Ye, what a coincidence, you are here too."
Zhao Yiluo came over to say hello to Ye Chen with a mysterious smile on his face.
"Senior Sister Zhao, if you have anything to do, please tell me."
Seeing Zhao Yiluo's "malicious" smile, Ye Chen was stunned and asked straight to the point.
"hey-hey."
Ye Chen saw through it all of a sudden, and Zhao Yiluo felt a little embarrassed.
"It's not a big deal. Junior Ye, how is your calligraphy? Can you use hard pen or soft pen?"
Zhao Yiluo asked what he was referring to.
"Calligraphy, it's okay."
Ye Chen answered modestly.
"Really? That's great."
"Junior Ye, can you spare a few minutes of your time to write a piece of calligraphy? Just use a hard pen."
Zhao Yiluo sincerely pleads for mercy.
There was no other way, so the school organized a large-scale calligraphy competition, requiring each class, and even each club, to produce a certain number of works.
Either hard pen or soft pen will work.
As the president, Zhao Yiluo knows the members of the music club very well.
There are not many people in music clubs who can calligraphy and can write well.
Zhao Yiluo has already searched for all the members of the club who are good at calligraphy, but there are still a few people missing.
Zhao Yiluo was worried about who to look for, and happened to see Ye Chen as soon as he came in.
Zhao Yiluo begged after confirming that Junior Ye's calligraphy was good.
"Write a piece of work?"
Ye Chen muttered.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ye. I will treat you to dinner when the time comes."
Zhao Yiluo spoke again.
"Do you have any requirements?"
"There are no requirements. Brother Ye, you can do whatever you want. Write an ancient poem, whatever it means."
Zhao Yiluo spoke.
Now it's just a matter of gathering the number of people.
This "calligraphy competition" is simply tailor-made for those in the calligraphy club.
Most of the people in the school who are good at calligraphy, whether hard pen or soft pen, are in the calligraphy club.
Therefore, Zhao Yiluo does not have any hope that people from the music club will win awards.
Just gather the number of people and complete the tasks assigned by the school.
If possible, their club could give out a third prize, that would be fine.
After all, there are specialties in the arts, and they are musicians, not calligraphers.
As for Ye Chen, Zhao Yiluo didn't think much about it.
Junior Ye is so young and has such a strong musical level, he is already very good.
If Junior Ye is so good at calligraphy, how can other students survive?
"Just write an ancient poem, that's fine."
Ye Chen nodded.
Isn't it just writing an ancient poem? It's so simple and it only takes a few minutes.
"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Ye."
Zhao Yiluo helped Ye Chen find paper and pen.
"Junior Ye, please write first. I'll go look for other people and get the head count."
The number of people hasn't been gathered yet, so Zhao Yiluo has to continue looking.
"good."
Ye Chen nodded.
Soon, Zhao Yiluo left.
Ye Chen thought for a while, and a majestic ancient poem appeared in his mind.
Picking up the pen, Ye Chen started writing smoothly on the paper.
"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return."
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, the morning is like blue silk and the evening turns to snow
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you."
In less than three minutes, Ye Chen finished it.
Li Bai's "About to Enter the Wine".
After finishing writing, looking at the eloquent work, Ye Chen nodded with satisfaction.
Sure enough, after acquiring the calligraphy skills of a calligrapher, Ye Chen was able to write with ease and ease.
This skill is very practical for a student.
After finishing writing, Ye Chen looked around and found that Zhao Yiluo had not returned yet.
He didn't know when she would come back. Ye Chen was a little hungry, so he didn't wait any longer. He had already finished what he promised.
Finally, Ye Chen placed the painting "About Drinking" in front of Zhao Yiluo's desk, along with some other entries.
After doing all this, he sent a special message to Zhao Yiluo that Ye Chen left the music club.
More than half an hour later, Zhao Yiluo hurried back with two calligraphy works.
Zhao Yiluo casually put these two calligraphy works together with the pile of previous works.
At this time, Zhao Yiluo took a look at his phone and discovered Ye Chen's message.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Senior Ye."
"I'll treat you to dinner next time."
After replying to Ye Chen's message, Zhao Yiluo tidied up all the entries again and counted them again.
"Finally it's all together."
Zhao Yiluo breathed a long sigh of relief, this time it was finally enough.
Take these works and leave the music club.
Half an hour later, Zhao Yiluo handed in all the works that participated in the calligraphy competition and finally completed the task.
Zhao Yiluo would never have thought of it.
As she turns in these works, a big event that will shock the whole school is about to happen.
ps: The third update is here!
This month, Tomato's online article contest and category ranking competition have begun. Tian Huoyan wants to compete. I hope everyone will support me. The author has no way to repay it, but to add more updates!
Now this book is ranked sixth in the urban group, let's see if we can compete for the top five, or the top three.