I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

"That's not true. If that's the case, I don't think I'm qualified to rate Wang Shusheng."

"Besides, if the Art Award officials find us trouble, the worst they can do is give up. I'll see who else they invite."

"The old things in other venues are all useless. When we bulldozed the literary world from south to north, they didn't know which cave they were digging for mushrooms to eat."

"It makes sense, then let's do it."

Dong Shilang and others whispered among themselves and raised the signs in their hands.

The bright and dazzling letters on it almost made everyone doubt their own eyes. Since the art award was held, no one has ever achieved such incredible results in the audition!

All five judges' cards were S-level!

The total score is 97.88 points!

Ever since the score clearly appeared on the huge screen in the background of the stage, everything has settled.

silence

Deadly silence....

In fact, Yano Makizhi and the other four people were originally unwilling to come. If the old boy Toshiro hadn't been softened by his granddaughter and thought it was too boring to dislike someone, so he forcefully dragged them out, they wouldn't be wasting their time in a place like this. time.

If you have the time, wouldn't it be nice to study the ancient books passed down by your family?

In addition to some of the audience here who want to get close to their idols, there are also many literati who are attracted by these five masters, but these people are incomparable to the level of Fujinaka Osamu.

The number of masters in Japan can be counted on two hands.

In this branch venue, half of the Japanese literary world has been invited. If you are lucky enough to get some advice, that will be an opportunity.

No one can question the ratings of the five masters. The reason why the masters are masters is because they are famous all over the world and have profound attainments.

The host was the first to recover from the stunned situation and almost put the microphone into his mouth as big as a duck egg:

"Witness to history!"

"Except for the finals, the first ever S-class was born here, at the Wuhou Temple branch venue!"

The host's screaming voice was like sparks thrown into the pile of straw, and the ignited audience's voices resounded through the dome!

"Are we witnessing history?! Really?"

"Is this the calligraphy group? Is this really the calligraphy group? Can such outrageous results really be seen in auditions!"

"Are you a fool? How is this impossible? Isn't it just an S-class?"

"Hey! What do you know? This is an S-level calligraphy team!"

"Being able to get such results from such strict masters means that winning the championship is a sure thing!"

"just in case......"

Chapter 89

After the match between Wu Ma Xingjin and Furuno Takashi, he continued to defeat two members of the calligraphy team of Xinyuan High School.

Four people were left for Miyaguchi Masaharu and others, each with exactly one opponent.

Some people once suspected that the six-nine pairing was biased and unfair to the smaller party.

The judge at the time said a very classic saying:

A literati should get stronger the more he fights. If a few opponents can exhaust your talents, then how can you have the face to join the calligraphy group?

That's what they say, but there are still a few who can actually do it.

Everyone's level is not much different. I throw out my unique skills to press the bottom of the box. When facing the next person, I have no cards in my hand.

Therefore, in order to reduce the pressure on Miyaguchi Masaharu and others, Wu Ma Xingjin did not leave the stage immediately, but chose to stay on the stage.

One of the two calligraphy team members of Xinyuan High School was barely rated B grade with 80.22 points, and the other was grade C with 78.99 points.

After fighting with two more people, when passing through the side exit passage, Wu Ma Xingjin and Miyaguchi Masaharu looked at each other, and the latter nodded.

He knew that Teacher Wu Ma had relieved them of the suffocated breath in the lounge. From now on, no one would look down on Hachioji High School.

Seeing Miyaguchi Masaharu and the other four people entering the venue in high spirits, Wuma Xingjin breathed a sigh of relief. Was it unwise to reveal his strength from the beginning?Easily become the target of public criticism?

If he hides the weapon and acts in a low profile, he will waste the opportunity created by Yuan Qingxue for him, and he will not be able to convince Furuno Takashi and these masters with his strength.

"Mr. Wuma, please ask me if there is anything you can do for me."

Furuno Takashi respectfully handed over to Wu Ma Xingjin, and just stood aside and watched for a while. His bottleneck was loosened. If he could learn calligraphy from Wu Ma Xingjin, then his calligraphy path would definitely surpass that of the ancestors of the Furuno family. .

Furuno Takashi now earnestly hopes to help Wuma Xingjin. In this way, won't he have a friendship, and we will have more and more frequent visits in the future, so why don't he still worry about not getting any advice?

There was no deep hatred between him and Wuma Xingjin. All of this was just a misunderstanding caused by his initial preconceptions.

The age difference between the two is not big, but Wuma Xingjin didn't think it was a big deal when Furuno Takashi called him husband. He had too many titles.

"I set up a company called Music Media, and it's very short of manpower recently."

"The members are all very young girls. Are you interested in joining me as the head of the publicity department?"

The entire Yinlu Media only has a grassroots team, and all matters handled depend on Yuan Qingxue and Wuma Xingjin.

There is no publicity department at all. Furuno Takashi will be surprised to find that he is the only one in the entire department.

Wuma Xingjin doesn't care about that much. He is in constant trouble now and is in urgent need of a reliable person to manage him.

After this audition, Wuma Xingjin jumped from a contestant who was suspected of being packaged for the company to a hot candidate for the championship. The publicity department needed a famous person to be the director, but this person could not be him. "

"It's a bit difficult..."

"This is the only inconvenience. Is there anything else you need my help with?"

When he heard that the members were all girls, Furuno Takashi felt that it was very troublesome. Women would only affect his calligraphy practice. If a group of girls were around him all day long, how could they devote themselves to calligraphy?

"Yes, yes, but you need to think about it carefully."

"But it doesn't matter."

"We were noticed and targeted by the Hitachi Foundation. It is not my character to be passively beaten, so we are preparing to counterattack."

"Hitachi? Is it the consortium I think of?"

Furuno Takashi's face instantly brightened. For daring to deal with a consortium of this size alone, Wu Ma Xingjin should be said to be stupid, or to be brave.

The calligraphy group competition is over.

Hachioji High School and Shinzono High School both successfully advanced and took first and second place.

The other schools were completely reduced to the role of running around, and they could only watch miserably as Wuma Xingjin, the protagonist, led the eighth prince to shine on the stage.

The former group's total score was B-level 85.79 points, and the latter group's total score was B-level 80.56 points.

The Hachioji calligraphy group, taught by Wuma Xingjin, performed brilliantly.

Osamu Fujinaka scored 83.23 points in Class B.

Miyaguchi Masaharu scored 88.68 points in B level, reaching the elite level. Although it is not as good as the expert level of Furuno Takashi, he is already No. 3 in terms of level.

The calligraphy level of others is also obviously beyond the first line of Xinyuan High School. Neither party has any objection to this result.

Members of the calligraphy team of Shinyuan High School also planned to drag Miyaguchi Masaharu and others to have barbecue at an izakaya tonight, but unfortunately, Miyaguchi Masaharu refused with a straight face.

The members of the calligraphy team of Xinyuan High School have almost the same personality as their coach. They have clear hatred and will never shirk away from the mistakes they have made.

People are complex, and it is difficult to define a certain type of people with a certain label, but often some people with ulterior motives will classify people, so that issues that are essentially class conflicts are twisted into camp confrontation, and people who are dissatisfied with the current situation will be twisted into categories. People consume each other.

Because of these sinister people, the entire world is running on a wrong program.

The former lived in a palace made of stolen gold and laughed at the stupidity of this group of people.

"It's the Hitachi Consortium whose annual profit is comparable to that of a small country. Little friend Wuma seems to be in big trouble."

Toshiro staggered over, followed by Yano Makiyuki and others. These masters, like Furuno Takashi, looked at Wuma Xingjin with complicated expressions.

I originally wanted to end the rest of the selection as soon as possible, so I hurried over to find Wuma Xingjin, but I didn't expect to learn such exciting news.

There is no sequence in the Tao, and the master is the teacher.

Wuma Xingjin, who is too young for his age, has shown strength that exceeds their combined strength.No matter how dissatisfied you are, you have to hold your nose and endure it, not to mention that they are also happy to see the results.

After all, there was a whole generation gap after them.Wuma Xingjin might be able to take over the banner after their deaths.

As for people from the Eastern Kingdom?

It's hard to say. Whoever has a granddaughter would be happy to marry him. If he can hold Wuma Xingjin firmly in his hands, it would be a real gain.

As long as you can deceive these masters, it will be a bloody profit.

Wuma Xingjin remained calm and in control from beginning to end, Xiang Dongshilang said with a smile:

“There are always things that people do when they know they can’t be done.”

"Like a boat pushed by fate, even if it will eventually be overturned, it cannot sit still and die."

"This makes sense. It seems that we are really old. Even our determination to make progress has been thrown into the grave early."

"In this case, we old guys are here to help you. How can we just watch our juniors being beaten to death on the beach by the waves?"

"You look a bit like you did when you were young, the Dongshi who was fearless."

"Hahaha, is it true? How about it? I'm very handsome now."

It is a matter of chance to make these masters love their talents through performance and help themselves.

Wuma Xingjin knew that he had won the bet.

"Then I would like to thank all the masters here."

Azumaro laughed heartily, but before he could laugh for long, he was quietly poked by Yano Makiyuki next to him with his finger.

The heroic expression on his face changed like turning a book. He touched his beard a few times, and Dong Shilang looked at Wuma Xingjin eagerly.

"Yes"

"Do you and Takashi Furuno want to join the literary society we founded?"

"sure"

This kind of cultural gathering is usually done in name only, so Wuma Xingjin might as well join in and give Dong Shilang some face.

Furuno Takashi is obviously much happier than Wuma Xingjin. Being able to get into the circle of these top bosses at his age is an affirmation for him.