Princess Raising

Chapter 70: Chapter Seventy: Calligraphy Contest
A few days later, Zhao Qing went to BJ's Mr. Zhao's house again.

Luo Xue stayed at home obediently, time passed by, and soon it was time to start school again.

This time the school started, Luo Xue was a second-year student.

During this period, Zhao Zhihai kept apologizing, but unfortunately, Zhang Dingyue still couldn't go back.

When school was about to start, Zhao Qing finally came back from BJ, and the first thing he did after returning was to walk into the kitchen to avenge his shame.

Zhang Dingyue looked at Zhao Qing in surprise, "Zhao Qing, have you learned how to cook? Could it be that you have stayed with your grandfather for so long just to learn how to cook?"

Zhao Qing snorted, did not speak, but picked up the kitchen knife very neatly.

Although Zhang Dingyue is a layman for cooking, she can still understand whether a person can cook. Seeing Zhao Qing's posture, she immediately understood, "Son, it seems...you are really going to fuck your grandpa." I learned how to cook there."

Zhao Qing said very arrogantly: "I said it a long time ago, nothing can stop me."

Zhang Dingyue laughed immediately, "That's just right, we will cook all the meals for you in the future."

Zhao Qing refused mercilessly, "I don't have time."

At dinner, Luo Xue looked at a table of delicious dishes, and couldn't help admiring: "Brother Zhao Qing, you are really amazing."

"That's right." It was rare for Zhang Dingyue not to be right with Zhao Qing, "Whoever marries my son in the future will be truly blessed."

Zhao Qing smiled very indifferently, "Try to see if it's delicious."

Luo Xue added a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, then she rolled her eyes with a smile, "Well, it's delicious."

Looking at her smile, Zhao Qing suddenly felt very happy, but Lu Xue's next words made his face sink——

"Well, my future sister-in-law must be a very happy woman."

Zhao Qing suddenly felt a little unhappy, the future sister-in-law...

Does she really want to have a future sister-in-law?

It didn't take long for the school to start. After the school started, Luo Xue was a student in the second grade of elementary school, while Zhao Qing was in the first grade of junior high school.

Zhao Qing's junior high school was directly promoted to Didu Middle School, and Didu Middle School is very close to Didu Primary School, so Zhao Qing and Luo Xue still went to and from school together every day.

Generally speaking, the life of the second grade will be much more colorful than that of the first grade. After all, everyone is one year older, so they think more and understand more.

As soon as the second grade arrives, the calligraphy competition that the head teacher Mr. Liu once said will also begin.

One day in October, Teacher Liu specially called her and a few other people in the class to the office, and told them about the calligraphy competition held in S City, which was divided into low-grade, middle-grade and high-grade groups. Naturally, it is the lower grade group.

Luo Xue received the competition notice from the teacher, and then said to Teacher Liu: "Teacher, I will ask the parents first when I get home, and I will tell you tomorrow."

Teacher Liu nodded to express his understanding. It is normal for children to go home and ask their parents about something.

So when she went home that day, Luo Xue showed Zhao Qing the game notice in the car.

Zhao Qing nodded and said: "Go and participate, there is no harm in participating in more competitions."

"This competition..." She actually didn't quite understand it, "Isn't it, write a set of words by yourself, give it to others to taste, and then choose who writes better?"

"It's similar." Zhao Qing said, "It's good to participate in it, just to experience it, and you are not required to win an award."

Luo Xue gave a rare snort, "Brother Zhao Qing, is that why you don't believe me?"

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes, "You have never practiced calligraphy before, how could you win the prize?"

She smiled proudly, "Maybe I have talent?"

"Talent?" Zhao Qing just wanted to refute but then remembered what happened to Luo Xue.

Maybe, she is really talented...

Before Zhao Qing could speak, Luo Xue took the lead and said, "Brother Zhao Qing, let's make a bet. If I can really win the prize, then you promise me a condition, okay?"

Zhao Qing said with a faint smile, "Then what if you don't win the prize?"

Luo Xue tilted her head and smiled like a little fox, "Then you don't have to promise me a condition."

Zhao Qing looked at her angrily, "Speaking of it, it's you who benefited, and I didn't benefit at all."

She pouted slightly, "If I win the prize, I should be rewarded."

How could Mrs. Zhao Qing be willing to suffer a disadvantage, "Where is such a good thing, I have never seen you give me a reward when I won an award before."

Luo Xue took Zhao Qing's hand and said coquettishly: "Brother Zhao Qing, you should reward me..." The appearance was very similar to the way she acted coquettishly with her biological brother when she was young, with slightly pouting red lips and big watery eyes He looked at Zhao Qing pitifully.

Zhao Qing couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted after being watched, coughed lightly, turned his head, and said uncomfortably: "I'll pamper you this time, if you really win the award, what do you want?"

"It's nothing?" Luo Xue said with a smile, "Just help us cook another meal."

Zhao Qing couldn't help turning his head and glaring at her, but then couldn't help softening his expression, like a paper tiger, not scary at all.

In fact, since Zhao Qing showed his hand last time, Zhang Dingyue has been thinking about Zhao Qing cooking again. Zhao Qing's cooking has only two words: delicious.

So Zhang Dingyue coveted it very much.

As for Luo Xue... Ahem, in fact, she is also a foodie, and she really wants Zhao Qing to continue cooking to reward her stomach.

But Zhao Qing has never cooked since that time, and the reason is naturally that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen——

Well, this is a very normal thing in ancient times, men should stay away from the kitchen.

But since the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, did he go to learn how to cook and be a magic horse, and sincerely seduce their gluttons...

Later, no matter what Zhang Dingyue said, Zhao Qing refused to go into the kitchen again, and she still missed Zhao Qing's cooking very much.

After Zhao Qing heard her request, he couldn't help but said, "You are really with my mother."

She smiled mischievously, "It's a family."

Yes, family...

Zhao Qing read the three words slowly and silently, couldn't help being moved, and then said: "For the sake of the family, if you really win the prize, I will help you do it."

In fact, in his opinion, even though Luo Xue has a bit of talent, she has never practiced calligraphy, not to mention writing beautiful characters, even the basic skills are not good enough, she must not be able to write good characters, and she won the prize Well, basically it's impossible.

But... the facts completely overturned Zhao Qing's guess.

The competition was held at the Children's Palace on Saturday, and pupils from all schools lined up to participate in the competition.

Xiaoxue's school was led by Teacher Liu. Wei Qian walked side by side with Xiaoxue, and asked Luoxue in a low voice, "Luoxue, are you nervous?"

She blinked, "Naturally it's nervous."

Wei Qian looked at her unconvinced, "Why can't I feel your nervousness at all?"

"What's the use of being nervous." She shrugged, "so it's better to be normal."

It would be a lie to say that she is not nervous. After all, this is the first competition she has participated in in modern times, but it is useless to be nervous. Just think of it as the old father assessing her homework.

She comforted herself, followed Teacher Liu's instructions and stood in front of the small table, looked at Jing Yesi written on the blackboard, and began to write calligraphy.

The content of the competition is very simple, that is, write the poems written on the blackboard on the rice paper in front of you with a brush, and then judge them uniformly. poem.

After handing over the rice paper, she felt relaxed and walked out.

　In order to make up for the mistakes of today's evening update, double update tonight~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)