135 A slap in the face, the second one is Bai Qian(2/2)
The plane was very big, and there was an entertainment room with four sofas surrounding a table in the middle. There was also a big cabbage pillow on the sofa near the window.
Jiang He sat down silently and reached out to pick him up.
Bai Zian put down her bag and sat down against the window opposite.
The plane took off and the fuselage was shaking.
This was Bai Qian's first time flying. It was rare that she didn't memorize any vocabulary words. She kept watching the plane take off in silence. The sudden feeling of overweight made her feel a little dazed.
As the plane flew higher and higher, she lazily supported her chin with her hand and pursed her lips slightly.
This was very impactful to an ancient person who had never flown on an airplane.
"It's rare that you haven't memorized the words." Jiang Fuli finished his work, bent down and gently placed a glass of lemonade in front of her, sat opposite her, and leaned against the sofa lazily.
Bai Zian retracted his gaze from the window.
He picked up the lemonade and took a sip slowly to relieve the discomfort, "I'll remember it later."
"There are still a few hours," he brought a blanket to Bai Zian, looked at her quietly with his light eyes, and said in a very soft voice, "You can sleep for a while."
**
It was already afternoon when we arrived in Jiangjing.
Jiang Fuli asked Bai Qian's hotel and asked someone to drive there.
The hotel was owned by Beicheng Bookstore, and it was right next to the China Bookstore Association. After booking the room, Jiang He didn't want to leave, so Jiang Fuli took him away with an expressionless face.
There are only so many flights from Beicheng to Jiangjing.
When Vice President Qian and a group of students arrived in Jiangjing after a long journey, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
Vice President Qian flipped through the roll call roll at the airport and called everyone one by one.
Finally, the black pen was placed on the name "Bai Zian". There were a long list of awards after the other names, but there was nothing here for Bai Zian.
Only filled in the most basic information.
Vice President Qian took a pen and counted the roster, and called Qiu Xuezheng: "Today is the last flight. She hasn't arrived yet. She will have to catch the earliest flight tomorrow in the afternoon, and she will miss the game."
Bai Qian was Qiu Xuezheng who jumped in and asked Vice Hui Qian to join this recommendation.
Qiu Xuezheng didn't say much about other things. He even had very little information, no resume, he was still young, and she was a girl.
Vice President Qian didn't pay much attention to her.
On the other end of the phone, Qiu Xuezheng was quite surprised, "She should be here, right? She sent me a message this afternoon. You can go to the hotel to confirm later."
"Okay, I'll go to the hotel and ask." Vice President Qian responded casually.
As long as Bai Zian is safe, it doesn't make much difference to him whether he arrives or not.
After arriving at the hotel, he arranged the accommodation for the contestants and confirmed Bai Zian's whereabouts with the hotel staff.
I learned that Bai Zian would arrive in the afternoon.
Vice President Qian was a little surprised. Bai Qian only set out in the morning. It takes a while to get from Xiangcheng to Beicheng, and it takes five hours to fly from Beicheng to Jiangjing. She arrived so fast?
Did you set off yesterday?
However, Vice President Qian didn't spend any more time with Bai Qian. After sending a message to Qiu Xuezheng, he went back to rest.
There will be a tough battle tomorrow.
**
The next day.
Eight in the morning.
Vice President Qian will send a group message to all the contestants to meet downstairs.
The hotel is close to the Chinese Calligraphy Association, and most people who come to participate in the competition choose to stay here.
When Bai Qian came down, many people had gathered downstairs. She sent a message to Jiang Fuli, then looked up among the crowd, and finally saw Vice President Qian on the right side of the hotel door.
Today she was wearing a white top and a horse-faced skirt embroidered with gold patterns.
Elegant and flamboyant.
Her face was cold and white, her figure was thin and tall, her dark hair was pulled up casually, her head was slightly lowered. Most people passing by gradually fell silent and looked at her quietly.
Bai Zian went to Deputy Chairman Qian to sign in.
Vice President Qian looked stern and serious. He put a check mark behind Bai Qian's name and warned: "Don't run around during the whole process. Wait for me at the door after the exam."
"Okay." Bai Qian nodded slightly.
He seems quite well-behaved.
Vice President Qian's face softened slightly.
"Don't think Vice-President Qian would do this to us," a boy in a black sweater beside him whispered to Bai Xian, "He is so kind to Jian Rong."
Bai Zian glanced at him.
The boy scratched his head and blushed a little, "You must be the only girl this time. I heard about you yesterday."
He was talking.
Suddenly someone in the crowd in Beicheng said, "Jian Rong is here!"
"Finally I can see him."
"That's him!"
Not far away, Vice President Qian also looked there, his stern face immediately softened, "Jian Rong, come here quickly."
The sound can be called soft.
Bai Zian also looked over and saw two tall boys walking side by side not far away.
One was Qiu Boqing. Naturally, he saw Bai Qian standing aside and frowned, but did not speak to her.
The other person is exactly what they said they were talking about.
Jian Rong was wearing a black jacket and casual pants. He walked over and greeted the vice president, "Vice president."
"Well, it will start at ten o'clock, don't be nervous," Vice President Qian looked at Jian Rong gently, "As long as you don't make mistakes, you have a great chance of winning the second prize this time, do you understand?"
Jian Rong is their biggest trump card in Beicheng this time!
This Lanting Award has an age limit, and there is a big dividing line between the first prize, the second prize, and the third prize.
The four major cities are all vying for the second prize.
The third prize has the most people, and its gold content is several levels lower than the second prize.
The vice president and the entire Beicheng Calligraphy Association have great expectations for Jian Rong to win the second prize.
As for the first prize...
The five first prizes in each session all come from the Chinese Calligraphy Association, not to mention that this year the students of several masters were released by the teachers to compete. The vice president and the others never thought that anyone could snatch the first prize from these monsters.
prize.
"I will work hard." Jian Rong said seriously.
"Of course, others must work hard too." Vice President Qian looked up again, his face much colder. He glanced at the more than 20 people present and encouraged lightly: "Qiu Boqing and Xu Hao may win the third prize. As for
For everyone else, just work hard to get nominated, and the requirements for you are not high!"
A group of more than 20 people set out for the Chinese Calligraphy Association next door.
Most people gathered around Jian Rong to chat and send messages on WeChat. Bai Qian and the boy just now fell behind and no one noticed.
"Ah, Jian Rong actually won the second prize? Then he will definitely be able to enter the Chinese Calligraphy Association this time. I just hope I can be nominated this time," the boy next to Bai Qian lowered his voice and whispered to her, "
Chapter completed!