Chapter 93 Ye Wanlan's Words! Final Score [1 Update]

Why?

It's fine that Ye Wanlan can participate in the calligraphy competition, but why should he take her with him?

Looking at the stunned principal of No. 7 Middle School, Su Xubai's eyes became colder. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ

Are you feeling guilty?

Even if the principal gives Ye Wanlan more opportunities to contact him, he will never agree!

The principal of No. 7 Middle School looked a little colder, and did not explain anything: "You can go out."

Of course, Su Xubai would not stay any longer and turned around and left.

After returning to Class 2, Xue Yiwei saw that he looked unhappy and asked with concern: "Xubai, did the principal say anything to you?"

"What?" Su Xubai couldn't help laughing, "Let me take Ye Wanlan to participate in the calligraphy competition next year."

Xue Yiwei was also surprised: "Has she also learned calligraphy?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Su Xubai said lightly, "I refused. It's impossible to start from me."

There are too many people who want to get close to the Su family. Can't he see that Ye Wanlan has been trying to please Su Xueqing?

Su Xueqing's last name is Su, but unfortunately she is just a discarded child and will never be able to return to the Su family.

Ye Wanlan's actions are ultimately useless, and his efforts are in vain.

Xue Yiwei breathed a sigh of relief: "Forget about her, but Xubai, her score in this math test..."

Among the twelve schools, only two people got full marks.

If it were someone else, Xue Yiwei would at most be aroused by a desire to win.

But this person is Ye Wanlan, and she is extremely unbalanced.

"One test doesn't mean anything, maybe she has done similar questions." Su Xubai did not comment, "We have also got full marks before, when did we publicize it like she did?"

It's better to be low-key, otherwise the gun will hit the bird that sticks out, and you won't know how you died.

**

On the other side, Ye Wanlan is listening to the rules of the calligraphy competition.

"This is a national youth calligraphy competition, limited to young people aged 16-25." Teacher Xu said, "It is held every three years by the Yunjing Art Center. It is divided into preliminary, semi-final and final. The preliminary will be held in January, and the results will be released after the New Year. The semi-final will be held in March, and the final will be held in April."

Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment: "I was thinking that I was a bit bullying when I participated in the youth group."

Counting the years of the cycle, she has lived for more than a thousand years.

"Where is bullying?" Teacher Xu glared, "You are not even twenty years old, but you are so good. Is there any problem? No!"

There are many geniuses in the world!

Ye Wanlan nodded: "How to pass the preliminary and semi-finals?"

"It's very simple. The preliminary round is an audition in each city. Ten works are selected according to the ranking and sent to Yunjing." Teacher Xu continued, "The semi-final will be scored by the judging panel of the Yunjing Art Center. Finally, 32 people will compete in the final. With your ability, it is not a problem to get the top three."

He has always paid close attention to the calligraphy world. A person can participate in the Shenzhou Youth Calligraphy Competition up to three times.

In the last session, a 16-year-old contestant stood out, crushed other promising seeded contestants, and won the first place in the finals.

Now almost nine years have passed, and this person must be more capable.

Most importantly, the calligraphy style he learned is also cold tendons and supporting bones.

Among the many calligraphy styles, in addition to Princess Yongning's handwriting, the most popular ones are Han Yunsheng and Fuguang.

It's just because Princess Yongning's style is very unique, it's hard to imitate.

Ye Wanlan listened carefully: "Are you going to Yunjing to participate in the finals?"

"Yes, I will go with you then." Teacher Xu said with a smile, "You haven't been to Yunjing yet? As the center of Shenzhou, Yunjing is very prosperous and there are many hidden great powers."

Ye Wanlan smiled slightly: "The ancients chose a good location. Yunjing, like Fengyuan, is a Feng Shui treasure land that can gather luck and gather strong people."

"Fengyuan..." Teacher Xu was stunned and sighed heavily, "If there hadn't been that war three hundred years ago, Fengyuan would probably still be very prosperous now."

There were many outstanding emperors in the Ning Dynasty, and there were also incompetent and incompetent emperors, but there were only three of the most outstanding emperors.

Ning Taizu laid down the vast country of the Ning Dynasty, announced it to the world, and established the country of Great Ning.

Ning Zhaozong once again turned the fragmented Shenzhou into an iron plate and moved the capital to Fengyuan.

There was also Princess Yongning, who was posthumously named "Emperor Yongning" by Ning Zhaozong, who helped the world.

After the fall of the Ning Dynasty, the remaining people rebuilt their homes on the broken land. Fengyuan suffered a serious devastation and chose Yunjing as the capital again.

In a blink of an eye, three hundred years have passed.

Although Fengyuan has entered the modern society, it has fallen far behind from its former position as the world's number one.

"Well." Ye Wanlan chuckled, "It will be very prosperous."

Fengyuan is in the north and Jiangcheng is in the south. She has not seen Fengyuan three hundred years later.

"Alas, let's not talk about these sad things." Teacher Xu waved his hand, "Although the preliminary round is free to play, but classmate Ye, I will give you a direction, write more poems of Fu Guang, or fu of Han Yunsheng."

Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows: "What about the memorials written by Princess Yongning? Can't write more?"

"Write less, it is true that you should write less. It's not that you can't write, but I'm afraid of making mistakes." Teacher Xu shook his head, "You don't know that three years ago, a contestant made a mistake on the spot. Only those who are in Princess Yongning's position can write the memorial with soul!"

"Okay." Ye Wanlan agreed, "Then write the memorial."

Teacher Xu: "..."

Why can’t my classmates eat enough food and salt at night?

"That's fine, you do what you like." Teacher Xu couldn't help extinguishing her enthusiasm, "But... can you give me a set of words? I can exchange for others."

"No problem." Ye Banlan asked, "It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Teacher Xu happily went to get the rice paper and writing brushes from the cabinet.

The leader of the physics team passing by shook his head: "Oh, another one is crazy."

**

At night, the Lin family's old house.

"Alan, come and sit down quickly." Lin Weilan called to Ye Tuanlan, "I've been working hard these past few days. I blame Huaijin for not saying anything. I think I'll sew his mouth shut in the future!"

She only found out about the Yuandao Chemical Plant after reading the police report.

Lin Huaijin complained: "Mom, it's not my fault."

"Grandma, I didn't let my uncle and the others tell you." Ye Banlan poured a cup of tea, "You're not in good health. I'm afraid you'll hurt your body. Isn't that okay?"

"I know." Lin Weilan sighed, "But I can't let you take on such a thing. The Shen Ning Grass last time already cost you a lot of trouble."

"It's no trouble." Ye Banlan smiled silently, "I'm very happy to be able to help you."

What she fears is that when she is able, everyone around her will be dead.

"Okay, A Lan, let's eat. How about today's sweet and sour pork ribs." Lin Weilan turned to Lin Zhenyu and asked, "Where is Xiao Yue? He's not here today?"

"He went to live with his father." Lin Handu said lightly, "If he wants to come back, he can come back. If he doesn't want to come back, forget it."

Lin Weilan touched her head and sighed softly: "If you are too tired to be alone, you can find someone to accompany you."

When Lin Yue and Lin Qin were five years old, Lin Yuyu discovered that her husband was cheating on her husband. She divorced her decisively without giving him any chance.

The Lin family is a female housekeeper, so Lin Weilan naturally fully supports her.

"Mom, look what you said, why do I have to find someone to accompany me when I'm tired?" Lin Handu laughed, "I can hire a few more housekeeping aunts. Besides, Qinqin has grown up, so I don't need to worry about her." What heart."

Love is not everything in her life, she still has a career to take care of.

Lin Handu's only regret was that she was not very talented in playing the guqin and could not help Lin Weilan, so she pinned all her hopes on Lin Qin.

Lin Weilan laughed: "I'm afraid you'll work too hard, but you decide how to live your life."

Lin Qin remained silent and did not speak. He just took the food and put it in his mouth.

After dinner, she hesitated for a long time before she finally called out to Ye Banlan and picked up a few books she had prepared: "Here are some books on the basics of guqin. You can take them and read them first."

"It's very useful. I'll put it away." Ye Banlan took it and handed her a bag.

Lin Qin was stunned. When she came to her senses, Ye Banglan had already gone upstairs.

The familiar scent drove her to open the bag, and inside was a box of peach blossom cakes.

She picked up a piece and the peach blossom cake melted in her mouth, sweet but not greasy.

"Qinqin, it's time to practice the piano, eh -" Lin Handu came over and saw the peach blossom cake in Lin Qin's hand, "Your cousin bought it for you? She understands your taste and knows that you don't like too sweet food. Tired."

Lin Qin raised his head: "Mom, don't you think something strange has happened to her in the past four years?"

When Lin Qin said this, Lin Handu was also stunned: "Strange?"

"Even if a person's personality changes drastically due to a rebellious period or other reasons, some things will not change." Lin Qin said calmly, "So I say there is something obviously wrong with her."

Lin Zhiyu thought for a moment and smiled: "Qinqin, mom is not as smart as you, so I only look at what's in front of me. A Lan is good now, and that's enough."

But this did not dispel Lin Qin's doubts. Instead, it worsened. Unfortunately, she couldn't understand it at all.

"Mom, I'm going to practice the piano right now." Lin Qin shook his head and went upstairs.

**

Early the next morning.

The dean of academic affairs had just entered the office humming a tune, and before his butt was even warm from sitting, he saw the principal of No. 7 Middle School running over in a hurry.

"Has the total score come out?"

The dean of academic affairs pushed up his glasses: "It should be out, right? The Chinese scores were uploaded in the early morning after working overtime yesterday."

"Open it as soon as it comes out." The principal of No. 7 Middle School urged, "Hurry, hurry!"

"Please let me turn on the computer first." The dean of academic affairs said helplessly, "How can the results change? Aren't they the same as before? There is nothing new. What are you anxious to see?"

The screen lit up, he opened the background, and the total score of this final exam popped up.

Good morning~~

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