Ling Qingran curled his red lips in disdain, his eyes filled with mockery.

She is very confident of her own level and feels that she is great, and she may be proud of the entire calligraphy circle.

Ruan Su didn't give her any more glances. This woman was simply sick, like a neurosis, with an empty straw bag in her head, and she wanted to pretend to be bigeyes everywhere.

In Ruan Su's eyes, this woman didn't deserve to be her opponent at all, she was just a scum.

The contest started very quickly. The theme of the contest was two ancient poems, and the two poems required by the organizer had to be written.

After all, writing the same word can compare good and bad.

Ruan Su glanced at the two ancient poems.

One is "Grass/Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Farewell" by the ancient poet Bai Juyi, and the other is "Jiang Jinjiu·Not See You" by Li Bai.

The first song has only four sentences, which is very easy to write.

The second song is not easy. It has a lot of words, and there are rare words. If you accidentally write a wrong word, you may not be able to maintain your own level and perform abnormally.

However, these problems are not a problem at all for Ruan Su.

She picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and started writing the first song.

She can write such ancient poems that she learned by heart since she was a child.

She wrote very quickly, and she wrote the first poem in the official script in a short while.

But in just a few minutes, after she finished writing this one with the back end, she began to write another poem.

Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine · You Can't See" is magnificent, and the whole poem is full of pride and joy, and has outstanding artistic achievements. Expressed the sigh of the lack of talent, and also held optimistic and understanding feelings.

When writing, Ruan Su switched to running script. Running script calligraphy is the most frequently used script in contemporary times, between cursive script and regular script.

There are countless practitioners of running script, but very few people really understand running script.

Ruan Su wrote very seriously and did not look around at all.

Ling Qingran, who was next to her, was not well, especially when she inadvertently looked up and saw that Ruan Su had already written the first poem, she was shocked.

With a fierce heartbeat, why Ruan Su writes so fast?

She craned her neck and took a look. She was a little bit embarrassed. Ruan Su actually wrote the official script?

Is there a mistake?

Official script is the best font to write, but it is also the most difficult font to write.

It is not easy to write well in official script calligraphy.

And she practiced KaiTi, and she also wrote KaiTi.

She looked down at the italics she had written again, and she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of anxiety and crisis in her heart.

Panicking in my heart, I wrote a typo.

She was impatient and threw the sheet on her hand, then took a new piece of paper and wrote a new one.

But no matter how she writes, she doesn't write the correct taste, and she has written several sheets in a row, and none of them is satisfactory to her.

However, seeing that Ruan Su's second poem was about to be finished, she had to be patient and continue to write the first poem.

The most important thing in calligraphy is peace of mind. If the mood is as stable as Mount Tai, you will basically win by half.

She was taught calligraphy since she was a child to be calm.

But Ruan Su is next to her, and she has no way to calm down.

After doing several deep attraction in a row, Ling Qingran concentrated on writing.

As time passed bit by bit, several contestants handed in their own works.

Ruan Su also put down the brush in his hand, and then blew the ink on the paper. He felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and then he handed in his work.

When Ling Qingran saw Ruan Su leaving her seat, she became even more impatient.

But I just finished writing the first poem, and there is a second poem waiting for her as long.

It's useless for her to be anxious.

Fortunately, the remaining time should be enough.

I waited until the host took the microphone and said, "Time is up, please all contestants hand in their works."

Ling Qingran put down the pen in her hand, she just finished writing the last word.

Some contestants have not even finished writing yet, while others have hurriedly finished writing according to the time, and the writing is not satisfactory.

However, the few contestants who handed over their works in advance were very self-conscious, and they were not as irritable, depressed, or regretful like them.

The host quickly sent all the entries received to the judges' bench, and about six judges were sitting on the judges' bench at this time.

Dai Shou and several well-respected experts in the calligraphy and painting industry began to comment on these works, "This pair is not bad."

"Ouch, this one is also good."

"Hey? Whose work is this? The official script actually used. This is a running script."

"This... Both works are very, very good!"

The staff of the works that have been rated by the judges will record the scores, and then hang them out, and the exhibition will be displayed for all on-site people to watch and appreciate.

There are high scores and low scores, but the general scores are around eight points, and very few scores are nine points.

Ling Qingran sat next to Mrs. Ling's second wife, but he didn't have the vigor and self-confidence he had just started.

Mrs. Ling Er also whispered a little worried, "Clearly, how was this time? Why did you delay it till the end? Did you write it badly?"

Ling Qingran's face was a little ugly, she forced her to be calm, "How could I write badly? I just wrote it very carefully. Like Ruan Su, who wrote it early, I guess she didn't write it carefully. I don’t understand calligraphy."

However, as soon as her voice fell, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"This score is so high!"

"The score is 9.8 points!"

"Is this written by Ling Qingran?"

"Look at who the signature is!"

Ling Qingran's heart tightened, and a hint of joy appeared on his face, "Mom, look, I got 9.8 points!"

"I'll take a look." Mrs. Ling also showed a happy and triumphant expression on her face, "My daughter must be the best."

The full score is only 10 points, which is 9.8 points, which is really high enough.

Mrs. Ling Er walked toward the work exhibition area. There were a lot of people in the work exhibition area, and everyone was evaluating the works of today's competition.

Mrs. Ling drove the crowd and got the most forward, her eyes fell directly on the highest-scoring work, which was a work in official script.

But... Qingran doesn't know how to write official scripts at all!

Mrs. Ling's heart squatted, and she saw the inscription: Ruan Su!

She was so dark that she almost fainted. It turned out to be Ruan Su's?

Damn it! Even people who don't understand calligraphy think this work is very beautiful. Every word is beautifully crafted, and it is pleasing to the eye.

She looked at this work stiffly, and couldn't return to her senses for a long time.

"Oh, isn't this Ling Qingran's work? Why is it only six points?"

"Last year she was number one. Is this calligraphy abandoned?"

Someone was talking in a low voice, and Mrs. Ling Er looked at it with a stiff face, and saw Ling Qingran's familiar font, "Grass" in italics!

The writing is so so, really so so... Compared with Ruan Su's pair, it is simply ugly.

Mrs. Ling had mixed feelings in her heart, so why? My daughter played so badly? Could it be that Ruan Su did something to Ling Qingran during the game?

This idea just came to the head, but she had no evidence at all but believed that it must be Ruan Su's ghost, causing Ling Qingran to perform abnormally.

She walked towards Ruan Su angrily, raising her hand about to slap Ruan Su, the next second her arm was firmly clasped by a powerful palm.

"What are you doing?" The man's cold voice sounded, and Mrs. Ling Er raised her eyes in shock and saw a face that was so handsome that she couldn't look directly at her.

Bo Xingzhi released her hand, and Mrs. Ling's second wife stepped back a few steps recklessly. She screamed, "I hit someone! The president's son hit someone! He's still protecting Ruan Su! My daughter has a low score, it must be. Ruan Su has done something wrong!"

She was like a shrew, without any demeanor and temperament as Ling Jiagui's wife.

Ruan Su was also taken aback by the sudden appearance of Bo Xingzhi. She was about to take a shot just now but saw that Bo Xingzhi, who did not know where it came from, stopped in front of her.

The man's broad back is like a towering mountain, giving her the ultimate sense of security.

Shang Lingxiao, who had been staying next to Ruan Su's face, darkened, but soon he recovered his calm.

He glanced at the sloppy Ling Er, his voice was impatient, "Mrs Ling Er, you know, the scene is monitored. Ruan Su didn't do anything. Don't slander others casually."

What is Bo Xingzhi doing now? He also robbed him of the limelight and won Ruan Su's favor.

Shang Lingxiao felt a little angry.

But he did not show it.

Instead, he greeted Bo Xingzhi with a smile, "Bo Shao, why are you busy here suddenly?"

"Xiaosu is here to participate in the ICIF. I heard that there will be competitions, so I will naturally come over to accompany him." Bo Xingzhi's dim vision fell on Shang Ling Xiaojun's face for a moment and then retracted, "Thank you, Mr. Shang, although I know that you are the big brother with me. Xiaosu is safe by his side, but...I still want to be with her in person."

He rushed over after dealing with the matter at hand in a hurry, so as not to give Shang Lingxiao any chance.

Their conflict here has attracted a lot of people, but everyone is more concerned about another work by Ruan Su and Ling Qingran, whose score is higher.

Dai Suo's face on the judge seat was very ugly, and he was very angry at his lover's improper performance.

Especially after knowing that such an outstanding Ruan Su turned out to be the land of the old man, he became more and more aggrieved.

But there are six judges, and he can't open his eyes and talk nonsense. After all, everyone can see that Ruan Su's work is really excellent and perfect!

Especially the running script used in her second work Li Bai's "Will Entering Wine", you can't see it with all the clouds and flowing water! The pen and ink is swaying freely, what a beautiful picture!

In particular, the poem itself is bold and bold, coupled with Ruan Su's running script, is even more powerful, and the two complement each other.

It is almost hard to believe that such a majestic running script was actually made by a woman!