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726. One more judge

Is Tang Shu a lady of etiquette?

You guys think about it.

Ye Xiaohui swore that this is the biggest misunderstanding of Sheyuyu in history!

She saw the two people chatting with each other with relish, and the topic became more and more biased. She had already talked about how to maintain the tender and tender skin of the etiquette girl, and she slapped the black thread of the steamed bun at the corner of her mouth.

Movingly choosing nothing, Ye Xiaohui unscrewed the brand new mineral water on the table and took a sip.

Hidden merit and fame.

"Look, is the one who walks at the end the person is President Bai?!"

"Where? Where? I have long admired Mr. Bai for a long time, but it's rare to see him. Today I finally realize my dream~~~~~"

"The one wearing a gray Zhongshan suit is Mr. Bai, right? I have seen it in a photo of the Calligraphy and Painting Association."

"It's him, it's him. This is the idol that young people should have. The Taishan Beidou in our country's calligraphy and painting circles is the leader!"

"I heard that his students are very good, and even if he is instructed once, he can improve a lot."

The appearance of Old Bai was like someone throwing a stone on the calm lake, splashing countless water. Whether it was the participants sitting in front or the seven or eight hundred spectators behind, they uniformly turned their eyes to the plastered figure.

"Old Bai Bai, he is really Old Bai. He is sitting in the position of the president of the association!"

"Oh my God, this man's work was once auctioned for a sky-high price of 5 million, and many people are proud of collecting his works!"

"Hiss-5 million?! If you draw a few more pictures, wouldn't you become a millionaire?"

"Brother, wake up. Art is priceless. Don't be so secular?"

"Artists also have to make a living, right? I'm just a vulgar person, or Grandpa Mao is really hehehe~~~"

Bai Chenxi, who was discussed by the audience, just sat down, and Bai Chenxi followed him in. When his eyes of silly, looking or curiously fell on him, he suddenly became nervous and became nervous.

Oh my god, why do so many people look at him? Sure enough, the location around my grandfather is troublesome. Even though he has been praised by others since childhood, he can't stand it anymore.

I can't bear it—

"The pressure resistance needs to be improved... When I sit in the competition table next time, I will definitely kill everyone!"

"You need to improve your courage, don't shake your calves."

Tang Shu's cold voice sounded beside him, and Bai Chenxi could hear a little smile from it.

"Sister Tang, we are all children under 20 years old. Why are you so outstanding?"

The first time I faced such an occasion with so many people, you were nervous at least! It made me feel like a fuss about the local buns who had never seen the world.

Seeing that Tang Shu was so calm from beginning to end, Bai Chenxi was no longer calm at the first sight, and looked at her with pitiful eyes.

Give an explanation!

This is the first time I have been on stage, why are you the only one standing out?

"Sorry, I'm already an adult, and I'm not from the same series as you."

Bai - Minor - Chen Xi: "...Is this considered comfort?"

"If you think so, that's OK."

"Okay, I feel much better."

The two of them talked nonsense all over the world, and Bai Chenxi's calves really relaxed a lot, and even he was surprised.

Huh? Is it really not shaking?

Sure enough, scientists' words make sense, and diverting attention is really useful!

***

After Mr. Bai sat down here, the staff who had been waiting for a long time breathed a sigh of relief.

"Everyone, prepare for it, the competition is ready!"

"Brother Chen, we are ready."

"The backend is ready, are you going to cut into the screen?"

Yes, there are screens on site.

This national calligraphy and painting competition is different from previous years. The venue has expanded and the number of spectators has increased several times. In order to ensure that the people behind can see the contestants' works clearly, a wall is projected and divided into four or five different split screens.

This was not the case in the past.

When the moment of nine o'clock in the morning came, the person in charge who was wearing a badge and holding a walkie-talkie said.

"Start now, let Lao Liao come to power."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a suit appeared on the stage. He was about thirties, smiling gently with a pair of glasses, and his whole body was a bit bookish.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the scene of the National Calligraphy and Painting Competition. I am Liao Yicheng. On behalf of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, I welcome everyone to come..."

The audience was silent in an instant, the audience closed their wheat, staring at him curiously.

As Liao Yicheng slowly came, many people became listeners, and even Tang Shu, who knew very little about the world's calligraphy and painting circles, listened carefully about the history of the association.

After a moment.

"......Let me introduce it to you solemnly. This is Mr. Bai, the president of our Calligraphy and Painting Association!"

As the screen on the stage switched to Old Bai, thunder and applause suddenly sounded from the audience, and many people had already seen Old Bai's facial features through the high-definition large screen.

"Wow, this is the famous Mr. Bai? It's true that he is so arrogant!"

"No, those eyes are so wise. If you don't have anger, you will be powerful!"

"I am worthy of being the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association. This style of the whole body is tsk--"

"It's true that it's very similar to the legendary laity. I feel very artistic. If I change into ancient costumes, I'm like the dean of a college?"

"Yes, yes, that's what it feels!"

Liao Yicheng raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then introduced them to the audience one by one. From the vice president to the famous people in the association, ten judges were placed behind and introduced to everyone one by one from Dean Wang, who was at the easternmost position.

Until...

After Mr. Xue, who ranked ninth, finished introducing the introduction, many people discovered a key problem.

"Hey? Have you noticed it? It's the turn of the young lady who looks very young!"

"That's right, there are only nine judges, and there is still one left!"

"Is the young lady a judge? The distance is too far, and I don't know what she looks like. Look, she should be around 20 or 30 years old?"

"Not necessarily. If you are really a judge, you will never be young, at least you will have to be forty or fifty."

You should know that judges of such national events require qualifications, and the calligraphy and painting industry is becoming more and more popular as they grow older. This law has never been broken.

Just as everyone was talking, someone suddenly realized a problem.

"Did you find out that the host doesn't seem to introduce it - She Yuyu?"

"...Damn it! I actually forgot to give up Uncle!!!"

"Emmmm~~Uncle She, I'm sorry for you. I'm obviously your loyal fan, why did you forget?"

"Sister, it seems that your iron fan is not iron enough, is it alloy?"

"I actually forgot such a big thing, and my thoughts followed the host's beautiful voice!"
Chapter completed!
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