The champion of protecting flowers in modern times

At this moment, everyone in Shanhe tightened their hearts.

Mr. Zhou, you can't fall!

Without Mr. Zhou, no one in Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy would be able to replace him in the Pearl Finals of the Painting and Calligraphy Competition.Apart from Mr. Zhou, the best painter in Shanhe, Ximen Lang, is very talented, but it still needs time to hone and improve.

Right now, it's not enough to be involved in such a competition.

The old man Zhou Shidian looked a little dead silent, sitting on the chair, no matter how much Ximenlang shouted, he didn't respond for a while.

Jun Wulin was also present.

I have no choice at all.

Or, swipe the pen and let the grandson die!Or let Shanhe completely withdraw from this competition.

In the arena, many participating representatives also saw this scene.

Although I don't know the reason, the expressions are different.

There are sighs and joys.

Anyway, Zhou Shidian was also an opponent that everyone paid great attention to before the match. If this opponent collapsed before the official match started, then there would be another hope for the quarter-finals.

"That...how is Zhou Shidian?" On the judging panel, Li Weiguo looked down, couldn't help being a little surprised, and said in surprise, "Isn't Zhou Shidian a member of our Painting and Calligraphy Alliance? Why is he in the Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy camp?"

Like Shui Xiuzhu, Li Weiguo came from the capital temporarily, and he didn't know anything about Mingzhu's calligraphy and painting circles.

"That happened a month ago." A staff member of Pearl Distribution of the Calligraphy and Painting Alliance explained aloud, "Zhou Shidian joined Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting after losing the calligraphy competition with a person from Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting."

"Loser than calligraphy?" All three judges were surprised at the same time.

They knew Zhou Shidian because of his excellent calligraphy. Although he is a four-star painter overall, his calligraphy skills are not as bad as some five-star painters.

"With whom?" Huang Changnian was very curious, "Since that person defeated Zhou Shidian, why didn't he come to compete in person?"

"That young man's name is Henry Zhang..."

"What!!" Before the words fell, the three of them were shocked at the same time.

"A young man?" Li Weiguo and Huang Changnian couldn't believe it.

And what shocked Shui Xiuzhu was the name Henry Zhang.

He didn't expect Henry Zhang to be so powerful.

To beat Zhou Shidian's calligraphy, it must be of a very high level.

"What did they compare? Has anyone seen it with their own eyes?" Huang Changnian couldn't help asking.

He really didn't believe it.

"Of course someone saw it, because it was at the gate of the Calligraphy and Painting Alliance." A trace of unwilling anger flashed in that person's eyes, "That day, Xiao Yang brought the people from Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting directly to our door to provoke our Calligraphy and Painting Alliance. The old man Zhou Shidian fought and was defeated by one word .”

"One word!"

All three of them secretly gasped.

"What word?"

"Yong! After Henry Zhang wrote the word 'Yong', Zhou Shidian surrendered."

The three looked at each other...

"Mingzhu, there is such a young master hidden!" Li Weiguo sighed, then frowned, puzzled, "But why didn't he come out to compete?"

"During this time, I heard that many people were looking for Henry Zhang, but Henry Zhang seemed to disappear out of thin air and disappeared."

Missing!

call! !

The plane whizzed across the long runway and stopped.

Pearl Airport exit.

A slender and handsome figure stepped out and took a deep breath.

"The air at home is really different."

It's Henry Zhang!

Mingzhu has long been regarded as his own home by him.

Henry Zhang stopped a taxi.

"Brother, go to Shanhe Painting and Calligraphy Company." Henry Zhang thought for a while, worried that the driver would not know, and hurriedly added, "It's just over there on Antique Street..."

"Hey, young man, needless to say, I know this." The driver, a middle-aged man, stepped on the gas pedal with a smile, "Just today, I made several trips to Antique Street."

Henry Zhang smiled, it seems that the reputation of Shanhe calligraphy and painting in Mingzhu has already started a lot.

"By the way, has the Yanhuang Painting and Calligraphy Competition started?" Henry Zhang asked again while driving.

"Start?" The driver chuckled, "Young man, are you from out of town? The calligraphy and painting competition in the Pearl Division has reached the first round of the finals today."

"It's the finals?" Henry Zhang was startled, and asked quickly, "Is there any calligraphy and painting of mountains and rivers?"

"Of course there is. Shanhe Calligraphy is a dark horse! Singing all the way!" The middle-aged man seemed to be a fan of Shanhe Calligraphy. Mr. Zhou Shidian of Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting is not in good condition today, and the chances of being eliminated are very high."

"Brother, can you drive faster?" Henry Zhang didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly frowned and urged.

…………

Half an hour passed.

After a quarter of the game time, Zhou Shidian remained motionless. On the ring, the old man Xu Lepeng was the first to stand up, with a confident smile on his face, he said to the assistant beside him, "Mo Mo!"

He's getting ready to write.

After Xu Lepeng made a move, representatives of several painting and calligraphy companies on the ring could no longer hold back their temper. They stood up one after another, picked up ink brushes, and began to think about how to make their first strokes.

The people around looked at it, looking forward to it.

Ximen Lang didn't stop grinding. Looking at Zhou Shidian, he said anxiously, "Old Zhou, I don't know what happened to you, but can we compete first?"

Ximenlang is very aware of how important this calligraphy and painting competition is to the rise of Shanhe calligraphy and painting.

However, what he didn't expect was that the old man Zhou Shidian's thoughts happened to be related to this.

However, he was suffering, and he didn't dare to say it!

Zhou Shidian raised his eyes slowly, looked at Ximenlang, his throat seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, and for a moment, his voice was deep and heavy, "Ximenlang, today, I... I'm sorry for Shanhe, I'm sorry... Third Miss and...you .”

Ximen Lang's forehead shook violently.

After a while, his throat was dry, and he said bitterly, "Old Zhou, what are you talking about? Even if we lose today, we are still from Shanhe, and there is no question of anyone being wronged."

The more Ximen Lang said that, the more painful Zhou Shidian felt in his heart, as if he felt that his conscience had been severely condemned, and he couldn't feel at ease.If Shanhe treated him badly, he would not have such a big burden on his heart.But on the contrary, everyone in Shanhe treats himself like he treats his family.

Even if he lost, Zhou Shidian knew that when he returned to Shanhe, no one would blame him.Instead, he will comfort himself.

"However, do I have any other options?" Zhou Shidian closed his eyes in despair. For him, the two hours of game time was simply the greatest torment in his life.

In the Shanhe camp, Jun Tieying looked ahead, when the cell phone rang suddenly.

"Xiang Jie."

Jun Tieying answered the phone immediately.

Xiang Jie was one of the young people Jun Tieying sent to the old man Zhou Shidian's home to inquire about the situation.

"Miss San, something happened at Mr. Zhou's house." Xiang Jie's voice sounded, and he said in a deep voice, "We went to Mr. Zhou's house, and it happened that his son was at home on vacation today. After our repeated questioning, he told us... ...Mr. Zhou is being threatened!"

Jun Tieying's pupils constricted, "Continue talking."

"The person who threatened Mr. Zhou, his son didn't know about it, because Mr. Zhou didn't tell him. He just knew that the other party threatened Mr. Zhou's only grandson. He tried to contact his son who was studying in France, and found that he also contacted him. not on."

"France?" Jun Tieying frowned.

Even if I want to help Elder Zhou, I can only do it now.

"It's no wonder that Mr. Zhou is like this..." After finding out the matter, Jun Tieying's brows furrowed even tighter.The grandson of the three-generation single-pass had an accident, and it would be strange if Mr. Zhou could still maintain his composure.

"Use Old Zhou's grandson to make him lose the game..." Jun Tieying's eyes darkened, "The Jun family!"

She can be sure!

Except for the Jun family, no one would have thought so hard about calculating the mountains and rivers.

The goal of the Jun family is themselves.

Mr. Zhou, he just suffered from the fish pond disaster!

Jun Tieying's eyes swept around.

The time passed by every minute and every second, and the game had been going on for 10 minutes.

The speed is fast, like Xu Lepeng, the picture scroll of "Dawn of the East" is almost completed, and the confident smile on his face is even thicker.In Xu Lepeng's view, his goal has already been set on the national finals. No one in the Pearl Division is worthy of being his opponent.

The boss of Yunfeng Company, a fat man, also laughed so fatly.

He invited Xu Lepeng back for the current effect.

Absolutely worth it.

In the judges' seat, the three judges looked at each other, stood up at the same time, walked off the high platform, and went down to watch the paintings made by the twenty representatives.It is a common practice to make a symbolic inspection during the game, and it did not attract anyone's attention, but what made the surrounding people puzzled was...

"Zhou Shidian of Shanhe Calligraphy and Painting has yet to start writing."

"Seeing his preoccupied appearance, it seems that there is something wrong."

"It's a pity that the dark horse of Shanhe calligraphy and painting can only go so far."

There were more and more voices of discussion, forming a buzzing torrent that poured into the ears of old man Zhou Shidian.

At this moment, Zhou Shidian was sitting on the chair, but his whole body trembled slightly involuntarily.

It is conceivable how much torment he is suffering in his heart at this moment.

The louder the people around were talking, the more painful Zhou Shidian felt.

Seeing this, Jun Tieying cast her eyes over it, made a decisive decision, stepped forward, and said loudly, "Three judges, I have a request."

The three of Shui Xiuzhu just came to this side, and stopped when they heard this.

"What's the request?" Shui Xiuzhu admired Miss Jun from the Jun family very much.

Jun Tieying glanced at Zhou Shidian, and said softly, "Today's match, Shanhe, admit defeat!"

admit defeat!

admit defeat!

admit defeat!

Those two words struck Zhou Shidian's heart like a loud bell.

At this moment, Zhou Shidian opened his eyes, still bloodshot, staring at Jun Tieying dully.

Jun Tieying nodded to Zhou Shidian with a smile.

It seems that he doesn't care about winning or losing.

"I..." At this moment, Zhou Shidian's throat was heavy, his whole body was trembling, and his eyes were involuntarily filled with tears.

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