Bai Qian walked at the end and replied slowly: "I'll try my best."

The boy scratched his head.

In the front, Jian Rong, who was joined by many people, also noticed that there was a girl in the team. There were few girls in the Beicheng Calligraphy Association. He turned his head and asked Qiu Boqing: "Do you know about that girl?"

Qiu Boqing didn't look behind him and just nodded.

"You must be pretty good to be chosen to participate, right?" Jian Rong was a little curious, and he wanted to get acquainted.

When Qiu Boqing heard this, he sneered, "I didn't even pass the ninth grade."

"Ah..." Jian Rong immediately lost interest.

Among their group, none of the ninth-level students scored above 80, but there was one who had not passed the ninth-level exam.

The gate of the Chinese Calligraphy Association is thick and solemn, with a wooden plaque and golden beams. The gate is eight meters wide and has stone lions squatting on both sides. Everyone comes here to check in.

Even Vice President Qian and Jian Rong were not surprised.

Bai Zian took the boy's cell phone and took a photo for him.

He was returning the phone to him.

At this time there was a commotion at the door.

Everyone looked in the direction of the gate, and a row of people wearing the folding fan-shaped logo of the Chinese Bookstore Association slowly walked through the gate.

The young calligraphy contestants who came from all over the world to participate in the Lanting Award couldn't help but look over.

He looked eagerly at the clothes of the Chinese Bookstore Association they were wearing.

"Xie Jinyun!"

"It seems like it's really him!"

"..."

Exclamations rang out.

"It's Xie Jinyun..." Beside Bai Qian, the boy looked at the group of people with great enthusiasm. He turned around and wanted to discuss it with Bai Qian, but found that Bai Qian was looking at his mobile phone, with his back...

Memorize words?

"What?" Seeing that he kept staring at her, Bai Qian tilted her head and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Aren't you curious?" His enthusiasm was instantly extinguished by Bai Qian's slightly cold gaze, "Xie Jinyun, the first place this time, it is rumored that he will be the next president..."

Then he looked at himself and while he was speaking, Bai Qian memorized another word.

Boy: "..."

Interrupted by Bai Pian, when the boy looked at the people from the China Bookstore Association again, his eyes were not so eager, "Let's add WeChat."

He felt that he couldn't add Xie Jinyun anyway, so he took out his mobile phone and added Bai Zian on WeChat.

The Chinese Calligraphy Association is very large inside, low-key and luxurious.

Their competition location today is in the largest building in the middle.

"This is everyone's testimonial." Downstairs, the vice president sent everyone's testimonial to them. "I don't need to say more about the content. There are three opportunities to write in it. Everyone has to choose their best one and submit it.

, I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

He handed out the test certificates one by one.

Finally, he warned Jian Rong with a kind look: "Don't be nervous and keep a calm mind. Teacher believes that you can reach such a height one day."

"I know." Jian Rong held the test certificate and took a deep breath.

He had outstanding talent in Beicheng, but when he arrived at the Chinese Calligraphy Association, no one here knew about him at all.

A group of twenty people from Beicheng went in.

Many of the teachers leading the team downstairs knew each other. The manager of the team led by Nancheng came over with a smile, "Old Qian, is that Jian Rong from your book association just now?"

"Yes," Vice President Qian smiled, "That's him. The little guy has great talent, but it's a pity that he's unlucky."

"It's really a pity," the manager of Nancheng said, "I was unlucky to meet Xie Jinyun and Xu Yajun. One of them was trained as the next president, and the other is a student of the current president. They are participating in this session.

Those who won the Lanting Prize are very unlucky. I have just done a long period of ideological homework for my students."

No matter how talented a person is, he will be suppressed by these two characters.

Could Deputy Chairman Qian not know this?

"I hope Jian Rong can calm down," Vice President Qian sighed, "if he can secure the second prize, he can earn a spot in the Chinese Calligraphy Association."

Coming to the Chinese Calligraphy Association to participate in the competition will test not only your skills, but also your character.

Every time geniuses from various cities come to the Chinese Calligraphy Association, they will be attacked by monsters. This year, there is more than one such monster. Xie Jinyun and Xu Yajun are the best in any session.

These two people happened to be in the same class.

How can others stand out under this pressure?

For an hour and a half, no one from Deputy Qian left, they were all waiting for them to come out downstairs.

However, the game only lasted ten minutes.

A figure came out of the building.

"Which candidate has collapsed? Are you showing off?" someone asked.

Vice President Qian, who was chatting with the people from Nancheng, raised his head to see who had such a bad temper. When he looked closely, he almost couldn't keep the calmness on his face, "You...why are you coming out now?!"

He looked at Bai Zian in disbelief.

Bai Zian just took out his mobile phone and slowly took out his earphones, preparing to listen to English listening.

"Can't you come out?" Bai Qian raised her head, with the black headphones still in her hand. The girl was wearing a snow-white top and raised her eyes slightly. The midday sun was dazzling, reflecting her cold jade-like eyebrows, which were hazy but gorgeous.

Score too much.

The golden threads on the skirt reflect cold light.

Vice President Qian: "Yes, but... you will be out in ten minutes?"

Such a serious competition takes place once every three years and involves quotas for the Chinese Calligraphy Association. Even Xie Jinyun would carefully consider it without making any mistakes.

How can anyone finish writing this in ten minutes?

"Well," Bai Qian put the headphones into his ears and looked sideways, "I have to catch a flight and have classes tomorrow."

Vice President Qian: "..."

Are you going back to Xiangcheng today?

No, are you so cool in your actions?

He felt a little tired, but thinking about it, Bai Qian didn't come here to win the prize, and there was no use staying in Jiangjing. "Then you go back and pay attention to your own safety."

Deputy Qian waved his hand and did not leave her alone.

He watched Bai Zian leave. After seeing Bai Zian leave, the man from Nancheng beside him asked in surprise, "Is this one of yours?"

"Well, I'm just here to join in the fun," Vice President Qian smiled and didn't say much about Bai Qian: "It's just to gain some experience."

He focused his eyes on the building, waiting for Jian Rong and Qiu Boqing to come out.

**

Here, Bai Zian went back to the hotel and picked up his backpack.

Get on the plane and return to Xiangcheng.

The black car was waiting quietly not far from the hotel. In the car, Jiang He sat expressionlessly in the back seat with a lot of medicine beside him.

Bai Zian got into the car.

Glancing at Jiang He, he asked, "Where is your brother?"

Jiang He hugged the pillow and said feebly, "At Jiang's house."

Bai Qian nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She and Jiang He returned to Xiangcheng first.

The plane still landed in Danping City, and it was Ming Dongheng who came to pick up Bai Zian and Jiang He. Because Jiang He had just met the doctor and was emotionally unstable, Bai Zian accompanied him back to the manor.

In the hall, Director Chen has been waiting for Ming Dongheng to come back.

When he saw Bai Zian, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just said hello carefully and then asked her some trivial matters.

Bai Qian stayed with Jiang He for a while, and then prepared to go back to have dinner with Ji Heng.

"Miss Bai, I happen to have to go back," Bureau Chen stood up at that moment, "I happen to have to pick someone up early tomorrow morning, so I have to go back early to rest."

He is very good at abacus, so he takes Bai Qian with him.

"Who are you picking up?" Ming Dongheng looked at Director Chen coldly.

He didn't see whether Bureau Chen really wanted to pick someone up or was pretending to pick someone up.

Director Chen is not afraid. It's not entirely an excuse. It's just that the time is wrong. If he picks up Xu Yajun tomorrow, does it count as a lie if he changes it to tonight?

"Xiao Xu, she has finished participating in the competition and wants to come to Xiangcheng to experience history."
To be continued...