132 Bai Shaoqi’s shock, Director Chen wants an invitation
"Of course," Qiu Xuezheng came back to his senses. He looked at Bai Qian and explained seriously: "As long as you are shortlisted, someone will look for you. The Third Prize Chinese Calligraphy Association will definitely invite you to become a member. If you want to apply for a local calligraphy association, you will definitely
You won’t be stuck. Ranking... Of course, the higher the better, not to mention if you get the first prize, it is possible for senior members of the Chinese Calligraphy Association..."
Having said this, Qiu Xuezheng stopped talking any more.
He realized that Bai Zian was more concerned about Xiangcheng, so he chose this resource to continue talking.
Many children in Xiangcheng like to learn calligraphy, but the place is remote and there are no teachers. It is rare that the Ren family hires famous teachers from the north city to teach, so most people learn by themselves without any rules.
"By the way," Qiu Xuezheng suddenly remembered something and stared at Bai Jian with bright eyes, "How old are you this year?"
"Two..." Bai Qian was thinking about the Lanting Award. After hearing this, she subconsciously spoke, then paused. She lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time: "Well, nineteen."
"Nineteen." The director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau's eyes were bright.
At this age, the next time I participate in the Lanting Award, it won’t be very big.
After confirming with Bai Jian that she would participate, Qiu Xuezheng and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. He seriously told Bai Jian: "Practice more during this period. Your writing is still a little unstable. Next week, you have to hand in the work."
Go up."
The deadline for the Lanting Award is not far away.
After Bai Pian left, the principal looked at the two of them and said, "Mr. Qiu, Director, let's move to have dinner first?"
"Okay," the director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau finally showed a smile on his face. He went out and looked in the direction of Bai Qian. "It is certain that she will be shortlisted. I wonder if she and Teacher Xiaoqiu can win the third prize this time."
"Nineteen years old is too young. How many points are there?" Qiu Xuezheng walked out. He knew more inside information than the two people around him. He sighed: "And this time the Lanting Award for Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, only Xie Jinyun and Xu Yajun
It’s so eye-catching. But it’s not a big problem, she’s still young, and she will definitely be a blockbuster in the next Lanting Award.”
The principal didn't understand this and just listened quietly.
"What if Classmate Bai writes an even better work during this period? It would be great if she could get it. A 19-year-old third-prize winner will win the first prize again in three years."
The director couldn't help but laugh out loud as he thought about it, "By then we in Xiangcheng will also be seen by them, and the Chinese Bookstore Association will definitely allocate resources to us."
This is too wonderful to think about.
Qiu Xuezheng looked at the director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau speechlessly.
Before, I dreamed every day that Qiu Boqing could win a prize, but now I can even dream of first prize.
**
Bai Zian returned to Class 15.
Lu Xiaohan was talking to others. She watched Qiu Xuezheng's speech in the morning: "Teacher Qiu is indeed my idol. What is the meaning of reading? Reading for yourself..."
Zhang Shize was sleeping on his stomach in the back, while Ning Xiao and Yang Lin were both answering questions.
Bai Zian sat back down and slowly pulled out a physics exercise book from a pile of books.
When Lu Xiaohan saw her coming back, he abandoned the others, turned around, and asked Bai Qian in a low voice: "Why is the principal looking for you again? Do you want to make a promotional video?"
"No," Bai Qian opened the pen cap with one hand and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. Suddenly he raised his head again and smiled at Lu Xiaohan: "Why didn't you learn calligraphy well at that time?"
Lu Xiaohan rubbed his nose and shrugged: "I learned a little from the teacher in the big character class in elementary school, and then I learned it myself by looking for videos on the Internet."
When she said it to the end, she was still a little proud.
Anyone who studies calligraphy knows that with the guidance of a teacher, not only can you avoid detours, but you can also lay a solid foundation as soon as possible, making it easier to write with your pen.
Calligraphy is broad and profound, and it is difficult to improve without a teacher.
But there is not even a calligraphy association in Xiangcheng. Those who have achieved a little bit have settled in the Beicheng Calligraphy Association.
Most of the people in Xiangcheng are ordinary migrant workers and do not have the resources to go to Beicheng to hire a calligraphy teacher to teach their children.
The same goes for Lu Xiaohan, she is mostly self-taught.
There are almost no opportunities like today to hear Qiu Xuezheng’s speech.
"Well..." Bai Qian lowered his head, pressed the exercise book with his fingertips, lowered his eyelashes, and wrote casually on the physics paper.
Lu Xiaohan also wanted to brag to Bai Zian that he had found a lot of videos to teach himself.
But seeing Bai Zian lowering her head, she felt an inexplicable sadness in her body.
Lu Xiaohan swallowed the last sentence and just watched Bai Qian slowly write physics questions.
In fact, in the past two weeks, Bai Zian has been writing about biology most of the time. Occasionally, Ning Xiao would communicate with Bai Zian about a physics problem.
That's when.
The entire Class 15 suddenly became quiet.
Lu Xiaohan's back felt cold, and her sixth sense made her quickly turn around, sit upright, take out the ten-year college entrance examination, and start answering questions.
He squinted his eyes and saw the elusive Lu Lingxi outside the window.
Everyone else in the class was doing their homework seriously, but Zhang Shize was still sleeping.
Lu Lingxi walked gently to his side and raised her hand——
"Ah——" Zhang Shize was pulled by his ears and stood up. He saw Lu Lingxi at a glance, "Mother Lu, Mother Lu spared the handsome man's life!"
"What time was the game last night?" Lu Lingxi sneered.
Zhang Shize: "Twelve o'clock...one o'clock...two o'clock, two fifty-nine!!"
Less than three o'clock was his final stubbornness.
"It's better to sleep during the day and play games at night, right? How many times have I told Zhang Shize that in today's society without a diploma, you will be frustrated in whatever you do later on." Lu Lingxi let go of her hand and spoke earnestly to the end, pointing to the back: "Go and stand behind me.
.”
Zhang Shize sadly took the book and went to the back.
After Lu Lingxi finished speaking, he lowered his head and watched Bai Qian finish writing a question, and then said gently to Bai Qian: "Bai Qian, come out."
Zhang Shize was amazed at the speed of his face change.
"The principal said that he wants to give your contact information to Teacher Qiu," Lu Lingxi told her about this. "Is it okay if I give him your number?"
This is nothing.
Bai Xian nodded.
**
Saturday.
Director Chen came to see Ming Dongheng. Jiang Fuli and Jiang He were not here, so he was sitting casually and relaxed: "There will be another match against Mr. Bai next Tuesday. If he wins this one, his points will reach third place."
"Tickets." Ming Dongheng poured himself a cup of tea, speaking concisely and coldly.
"It's ready." Director Chen took out the freshly baked ticket and handed it to Ming Dongheng.
He had been very proud of the past two days. After some advice from Bai Qian, he managed two things in Xiangcheng beautifully. Mr. Chen praised him very much.
The two were talking.
Outside, a servant brought a woman in, "Mr. Ming, the people from the Chinese Calligraphy Association are here."
Ming Dongheng raised his eyes slightly and said "hmm".
He was a cold person himself, and after following Jiang Fuli, his aura became more and more impressive.
Director Chen didn't know who this Miss Xu was and looked out the door in surprise.
A tall woman walked in from outside. She was wearing a plain white dress. The weather in Xiangcheng was not too hot, but she didn't even wear a coat.
After entering the house, she lowered her head slightly and did not dare to look at any place at will.
"Mr. Ming," she stood aside and paused for a moment when she saw only two people sitting on the sofa, "Mr. Chen."
Director Chen obviously recognized the woman in front of him. He also poured himself a glass of water, "Xiao Xu, why are you here?"
"The teacher asked me to come and get something." Xu Yajun was still standing aside and answered very cautiously.
Ming Dongheng knew she was coming.
He glanced at Xu Yajun and didn't recognize her. He just said lightly: "Sit down for a while and I will go up and get it."
Xu Yajun nodded quickly.
After Ming Dongheng left, she felt a little more comfortable and sat aside.
"By the way," the president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association is good at calligraphy and painting, and also writes in Liang style. He often drinks tea with the old man, and Bureau Chen is also familiar with him. "Is President Xue in good health now?"
The servant came over and poured Xu Yajun a cup of tea.
Xu Yajun reached out to take it, thanked him, and then slowly said: "Teacher is in good health. I went to have tea with Mr. Chen to appreciate calligraphy and paintings two days ago."
Director Chen also laughed when he mentioned the old man.
He looked at Xu Yajun and her expression improved a lot.
Ming Dongheng took a rectangular wooden box from upstairs and handed it to Xu Yajun, "Take it and give it back to President Xue. Do not open it."
He was used to being cold, so Xu Yajun stood up quickly and took it solemnly with both hands.
"Oh," looking at the wooden box, Director Chen suddenly realized that President Xue used to harass Jiang Fuli and was expelled by Ming Dongheng many times, "This is for an exhibition, right?"
He was talking.
The cell phone rang in my pocket.
Seeing the names displayed above, Director Chen's eyes lit up. He stood up with a leap: "Hey, Uncle Ji, fishing? Okay, I like fishing the most, just wait for me!"
He ignored the people in the hall and hurriedly said to Ming Dongheng: "Mr. Ming, I have to go fishing with Uncle Ji. Please put the tickets away."
After saying that, Director Chen walked out.
Ming Dongheng also heard Director Chen talking to his subordinates: "Go and prepare fishing tools for me..."
Ming Dongheng: "...?"
Ji, uncle, uncle?
Who is this Chen Yongkun called?
Ming Dongheng's face became increasingly cold, and he looked at Bureau Chen's back with a faint look.
He rubbed it with his hand.
Xu Yajun, who was still standing aside, was also very surprised. Ji?
She searched the entire Jiangjing, but she had never heard of anyone named Ji who could make Director Chen react so greatly. Who is this "Uncle Ji"?
Ming Dongheng glanced at Xu Yajun and said coldly: "Miss Xu, is there anything else?"
He politely called Miss Xu.
Xu Yajun did not dare to respond. She quickly stood up straight, glanced upstairs subconsciously, and then said: "I won't disturb Mr. Ming anymore."
After leaving the iron gate, Xu Yajun's complexion became much lighter.
A white car is waiting on the next road.
Ji Mulan sat in the passenger seat and looked forward until she saw a white figure. Xu En, who was in the driver's seat, quickly opened the door and got out of the car.
Xu Endu got out of the car, so Ji Mulan naturally didn't dare to ask him not to get out of the car.
Come down too.
"Miss Xu." Xu En greeted Xu Yajun with a smile.
He and Xu Yajun's father were old acquaintances. Xu Yajun nodded to him and smiled lightly: "Uncle Xu, I will stay for two days. I will trouble you this time."
Xu En knew that Xu Yajun called her Uncle Xu because of her father's sake. Xu Yajun had good manners, but Xu En did not dare to really replace herself as her uncle.
"This is my future wife, Ji Mulan." He introduced to Xu Yajun again.
Xu Yajun was not interested in who Xu En's wife was, so she looked at Ji Mulan when she heard "Ji".
Subconsciously, I thought of Mr. Chen's words "Uncle Ji" just now.
"Where are you from Jiangjing?" Xu Yajun looked at Ji Mulan, looking a little serious.
Xu En was surprised by Xu Yajun's attitude, and then laughed: "She is not from Jiangjing, but from Xiangcheng. We happened to have a project this time, so I came with her to meet her father."
Ji Mulan listened to Xu En's words with an impeccable smile on her face.
But my heart felt extremely uncomfortable.
She has tried very hard to escape from Xiangcheng, but wherever she goes, she cannot escape the shadow of Xiangcheng.
Sure enough, when she saw that after Xu En mentioned Xiangcheng, Miss Xu's smile faded a lot.
Xu Yajun stopped asking about this matter and got into the car.
In the car.
Xu En looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Xu Yajun was still holding the wooden box instead of placing it on the chair. Judging from the length of the wooden box, it should be the length of a scroll.
"Which master's calligraphy is this?" Xu En has done his homework in the past two days, trying his best to chat with Xu Yajun.
When Xu Yajun heard this, she was startled for a moment, then shook her head: "I asked Mr. Ming to get it. As for whose it is... you'd better not know."
Xu En was shocked.
As soon as Xu Yajun talked about Mr. Ming, he knew which "Ming" it was.
Only Ji Mulan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was silent. Most of what the two of them talked about was unclear to her.
"The Lanting Prize is about to start. I thought Miss Xu would stay at the Chinese Calligraphy Association." Xu En easily changed the subject, "Congratulations in advance for winning the first prize."
I shined in the Pt-9 exam and was invited to join the Chinese Calligraphy Association. I participated in the first Lanting Award at the age of 20 and won the third prize.
This is my second time participating this year.
Everyone likes to hear nice words, and Xu Yajun was not surprised. She laughed softly and looked out the window: "The first prize is fine, but the first prize should go to Xie Jinyun. His wrist strength is stronger than mine, so I guarantee second place."