I’m Really a Superstar

The backyard is lively.

Master Wei is bound to win, and Wu Zeqing is not to be outdone. Although some people were already hungry at this moment, no one mentioned anything about eating. They all knew that there was something wonderful. Master Wei is also the Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy world. Although his contribution is more in the development and expansion of the Calligraphy Association, it is in the administrative aspect, but the calligraphy of Master Wei is also outstanding and impossible. Wu Zeqing everyone knows that among amateur calligraphers, she is the best one, not worse than the professional ones. Although Master Wei's victory must be much greater, but Wu Zeqing is not without a chance, it depends on whether there is a good player in their team.

"Then, all agreed?" Master Zhou smiled.

Master Wei said without pressure, "I have no objection."

Wu Zeqing smiled gracefully, "I have no objection." Then he said to Master Wei: "Master Wei, I am a small bully, don't blame it."

Master Wei was also unambiguous, "Of course not, I'm afraid that after I win your prize, you will blame me for stealing what you like."

Many people made a noise when they heard this.

In fact, the smell of gunpowder comes from the mouth, just for fun. What is Master Wei's identity? What is Wu Zeqing's identity? How could it be possible to bear resentment because of this, it is too petty. The reason for this is to run into a lively scene, otherwise there is no sense of competition and the atmosphere will not be warm.

Some of the family members were upstairs in the restaurant and did not go to the backyard because there were too many people in the backyard to hold them. Those family members followed upstairs and opened the windows to watch with interest.

"Come soon"

"Compared"

"Here is a good show to watch"

For a time, everyone's eyes gathered here.

The grouping began, and they all followed the voluntary selection of teams.

Master Wei is an authority in the calligraphy world. There are countless children and connections all over the world. Many people who have been favored by him naturally chose Master Wei's group. Many other old calligraphers are also friends of Master Wei. Naturally, they did not say, If Master Wei wanted a gift on his birthday, of course they had to help, so Master Wei gathered more and more people here. On the other hand, Wu Zeqing was a little bit shuddered here, and she was standing there alone, with no one behind her. This situation was unexpected by many people, but it is not surprising to think carefully. Even if it is the first friendship competition and the second competition, no one can tell that Master Wei really wants the words of Master Zhou. He is old, senior, and famous, and he is today's birthday star. Face-splitting? Although Wu Zeqing is also in a high position, it is a post in the education industry after all. Wu Zeqing is not in the forefront in the calligraphy world, so everyone has a sense of who is more important, and Yu Li Yuqing should also stand on Master Wei's side. Yes, this is also the cause of the traditional concept of the Republic. Those who engage in calligraphy and study classical culture are naturally deeply rooted.

Wu Zeqing didn't have any other expressions, still smiling faintly.

Some family members can't stand it anymore.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

"Why did you all help Master Wei?"

"Isn't there anyone going to Principal Wu's team?"

"What's this, isn't this bullying our lesbians"

"Principal Wu is already weaker in calligraphy skills, and she is the only one now. This is better than that, so just give the color to Master Wei."

"If I can calligraphy, I will definitely help Principal Wu go"

"Khan, this is really inappropriate. Why do I have to go to help Sister Wu? Otherwise, it would be so shameless and not particular about it."

Upstairs and downstairs, many people started talking in low voices.

No one expects that Wu Zeqing will definitely win. After all, there is a difference in strength between President Wu and Master Wei, but even if they lose, they have to lose with dignity. This hasn't started yet, everyone has subconsciously stood there. Master Wei's team? How can Wu Zeqing play without anyone here?

Su Na was also angry. Why is this? She immediately glared at her father. "Dad" is a member of Peking University, and of course she is facing Wu Zeqing.

Father Su pretended not to see him, and continued to talk to his friends.

Su Na is so bad, hey, I have a bad temper. She immediately wanted to stand and cheer on Principal Wu. At least the multiple forces would not be so ugly, but after thinking about going to Su Na, she still stomped her foot angrily. In the past, the reason was nothing, because her calligraphy skills were really not deep, and it was not just a comparison of words than calligraphy. Calligraphy and classical literature were inherently inseparable. Later, she must draw lots like in previous years. Calligraphy is based on the scope of the title. There is also a consideration of ancient literature skills. The literary level is not enough, and the calligraphy skills are not good. You will be embarrassed when you go up. It is estimated that by then you will not be able to write anything that meets the topic. If Su Na is It's going to cause chaos to Wu Zeqing, so why not stay here?

Master Zhou, who proposed this competition, also wanted to have a newer competition, not as old as in previous years, but seeing this situation, he did not expect it, and was speechless for a while, and watched with a little regret. She glanced at Wu Zeqing and said for her: "I said, everyone here is also a celebrity in the calligraphy world. Do you think it's interesting to see this kind of competition? Even if you win, don't you show your face?"

The dozens of calligraphers behind Master Wei also blushed a little. Indeed, as Master Zhou said, they were really faceless. Dozens of calligraphy teachers bullied Wu Zeqing, a lesbian? It's not nice to say it. Even if the principal Wu is not deeply involved in the calligraphy world, he is at least a celebrity in the education world. If you calculate according to the level and status in the system, Master Zhou and Master Wei are not as good as Wu Zeqing.

However, Master Wei laughed and said: "Xiao Wu’s calligraphy skills are the most talented I have ever seen. If there are a group of people with her team, I might not be able to beat her. Now it’s good, Xiao Wu, Can I accept this prize? I don’t think we can compare it. It's time to eat."

Master Zhou rolled his eyes, "Old Wei, are you embarrassed?"

"Haha, since it's a competition, what's the embarrassment?" Master Wei didn't care, touched his beard and laughed, looking at Master Zhou's calligraphy, he already regarded it as his own in his eyes, old man She had a thick skin and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

What about you guys?

Zhang Ye, who was eating melon seeds by the side, couldn't stand it anymore.He had been listening to what he had said before, but he didn't say anything.When he came over to see this battle, he actually planned to do nothing. It’s not a person in this circle, and he’s not interested in this. What does it have to do with me if you play around or compete for prizes? But now, Zhang Ye can't bear it anymore, paralyzed, are you a group of calligraphers bullying my old Wu? Still so confident? You are still shameless

Principal Wu has no one?

Go to your elder-father and my buddy

Zhang Ye stood up at once, holding a handful of melon seeds in his left hand, and squatting in his mouth one by one in his right hand, and walked leisurely behind Wu Zeqing, then sat down on the chair behind her, and continued to chant. Guzi, didn't say anything, but the attitude was clear

Wu Zeqing smiled and looked at him, "Okay?"

Zhang Ye vowed: "Did you leave the word'?"

"Hehe." Wu Zeqing smiled and said: "Okay." After saying that, she also sat down to drink tea.

Su Na was stunned, Teacher Zhang went? Doesn't he understand calligraphy? Zhang Ye's calligraphy, she had seen it in the impression that it was the video of the Beijing couplet competition. When Zhang Ye wrote the couplet, the calligraphy was not ugly, but it was not ugly, not even art, even Calligraphy is not counted, that is to say, ordinary people think that his handwriting is okay. What is his comparison?

Wu Zeqing finally has a teammate.

Everyone also looked curiously at the young man wearing sunglasses.

"Who is this?"

"Was he up there?"

"What's the fun? Does he know how to calligraphy?"

"I haven't seen him before, right?"

"Definitely not, I have seen all members, and I also know a slightly famous calligrapher, let alone him, there is no such young calligrapher at all."

"But it's okay for someone."

"Yeah, at least not so shameless."

Master Zhou looked at everyone, frowned and said, "Isn't there anymore?"

In the backyard, there are still many calligraphers who have just entered the profession. They are called calligraphers. They are actually an official name. In fact, they are regarded as apprentices. They are the nephews or disciples of those famous masters. Compared with ordinary people, their The calligraphy is extremely enviable, but compared with real famous artists, their characters can't be on the stage, so they also have self-knowledge. They didn't plan to participate in the competition, and just stood there watching the excitement. Most of the people inside were young people, none of them. Over thirty years old, this time came with the purpose of learning.

Master Zhou smashed his mouth and felt sorry for Wu Zeqing, so he asked again: "If this is the case, there is no comparison, it is not fair at all."

The dozens of people in Master Wei's team looked at each other.

Someone stood up, "Or should I go over?"

A man also said, "Hehe, then I will help Sister Wu too."

Master Zhou nodded with satisfaction. This was a bit of artistic tolerance.

But who knows, Wu Zeqing smiled softly: "Thank you for your kindness. Now that you have chosen the team, let's start."

what?

Wu Zeqing wants no one?

Everyone was inexplicable and didn't understand what Wu Zeqing meant.

The old birthday star Master Wei also squinted, "Xiao Wu, you are the only one there, right? If it's such a match, it won't be comparable, it's a lot less exciting."

Wu Zeqing stroked the cheongsam fabric on his legs, smoothed the skirt, and said calmly, "It's okay, Master Wei." After that, Wu Zeqing took a sip of tea and put the tea cup gently. "One person is enough."