The female anchor turned into the dean of an ancient academy

A moment later, the third round of craftsmanship competition officially began.

Cen Jiexiao took a deep breath. She knew that this competition was crucial and could not afford any mistakes.

According to the general rules, if Cen Jiexiao fails to win the third game, then an extra game will be held. Given the current situation, if an extra game is held, there will definitely be complications and more trouble, so the third game must be won. Fortunately, she had made thorough preparations in advance.

She must go all out, for herself, for her senior brother, and for Zhaoyin Academy.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and everyone's eyes were focused on the three people. The three people then exhibited their works, and the atmosphere on the scene instantly became heated.

Li Chongguang took out a golden folding fan from an exquisite wooden box. An exquisite and magnificent picture of mountains and rivers flashed on the fan surface, and the material used for his fan bones was all bright red, shaped like charcoal and cinnabar.

The fan as a whole exudes a majestic and mysterious aura.

Everyone in the audience had to be impressed by the exquisite craftsmanship. To be able to depict such a delicate landscape on a folding fan in that era without printing technology, it was truly a testament to the delicate brushstrokes and superb technique.

Li Chongguang looked at Cen Jiexiao and Chen Zigui, still with a smug look on his face, as if he was determined to win again this time.

Cen Jiexiao thought that this uncle was really a bit arrogant. It seemed that after she became the head of the mountain, she would have to let this uncle experience what modern concepts were.

Then, everyone turned their eyes to Chen Zigui, who showed off a set of exquisite handmade letter-writing equipment. Each tool was carved with delicate patterns, showing the beauty of meticulous craftsmanship, as if each tool was a work of art, full of rich cultural atmosphere.

Chen Zigui's fingers are slender and have distinct joints. He gently strokes each exhibit, as if he is communicating with them silently.

Chen Zigui's works demonstrate the cultural cultivation of literati and scholars, and make people feel a unique artistic charm. His works seem to symbolize the pursuit of culture by literati and scholars.

Everyone looked at the handmade letter-writing equipment displayed by Chen Zigui with anticipation.

Chen Zigui took out an exquisite ink stick, the surface of which was smooth and delicate, emitting a faint luster.

He gently put the ink into the inkstone and ground it with a special spoon. The fragrance of ink instantly spread. The refreshing aroma intoxicated people, as if taking them back to the ancient world of books.

Then, he picked up a brush. The pen shaft was engraved with exquisite patterns and the pen tip was finely polished, as if it had the charm of writing about the people of the world.

He carefully observed the fine structure of the pen tip, then dipped it into the inkstone. The tip of the pen was covered with ink, and he gently unfolded the Heyang Lake paper and fluently wrote a few lines of words with the brush. His handwriting was elegant and his strokes were smooth.

During this process, his movements were elegant, silently telling the charm of writing, which made everyone present intoxicated and more looking forward to his works.

"It's finally Miss Cen's turn to show off her work!" Someone in the crowd was full of anticipation.

Everyone's eyes were directed towards the center of the field. Yu Lan was slowly approaching with a cart. She had a confident smile on her lips, and was ready to observe everyone's shocked expressions.

The cart stopped in the middle of the field, people's eyes were focused on this strange object, and discussions arose one after another.

"This...what is this?" Li Chongguang frowned, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

Chen Zigui's expression was calm, but there was a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

Cen Jiexiao smiled slightly. She ignored Li Chongguang's disdain and gently stroked the delicate texture on the cart.

At this moment, the whole place fell silent, leaving only the sound of low voices.

"Girl from the Cen family, what exactly is this new artifact?" asked the old Shanzhang Xie curiously, his eyes full of confusion.

"This..." Sister Cen Xiao paused, then slowly said, "This thing is called a 'quadruple wheelchair'. It can be made into a lightweight or sturdy style. It can be used by elderly people with limited mobility or disabled soldiers in military camps."

"Four wheelchairs? This name is quite appropriate." Mr. Xie nodded with a smile, his eyes full of admiration.

"Moreover, this device can be further improved and more functions can be added." Cen Jiexiao said confidently.

"Old Shanzhang, may I ask you to take a test ride on this four-wheeled wheelchair?" Cen Jiexiao's tone was respectful and a little requesting. She knew very well that user experience was one of the most important aspects. Only by letting an old senior like Old Shanzhang Xie experience it could she better prove the practicality and value of the four-wheeled wheelchair to the people present.

Dean Xie did not refuse, but nodded with interest. He sat in the wheelchair and Yu Lan gently pushed him for dozens of steps.

"Hmm, this..." Shanzhang Xie exclaimed, his face full of surprise. "This wheelchair is so convenient! It's light, flexible, and very stable! And it also gives me a comfortable back massage."

"Yes, old headmaster, considering the recuperation and recovery of the elderly and injured, we have improved the backrests of the four wheelchairs according to the distribution of acupuncture points on the back of the human body and added a back massage function." Cen Jiexiao introduced in detail.

"Not bad, not bad." Lord Han and General Zhou also praised it. They were very satisfied with the design and function of the four-wheelchair.

"Yeah, it would be nice if we had a four-wheeled wheelchair like this at home." A middle-aged man sighed, his tone full of longing.

"These four wheelchairs are not only convenient for the elderly, but can also help disabled soldiers. They are really great things!" A young sergeant said excitedly with a smile on his face.

Cen Jiexiao knew that once her work was connected with the lives of ordinary people and disabled soldiers, it was immediately given a deeper value and meaning.

The three judges also knew that the four-wheelchair was a groundbreaking work both in terms of craftsmanship and practicality. Serving the general public was the highest level of craftsmanship.

"Although this four-wheeled wheelchair cannot compare to many gorgeous objects, once it can be mass-produced and improved, it will surely bring more convenience to the people and the military camps." Lord Han sighed.

After getting up from his wheelchair, Shanzhang Xie couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "This is truly a divine object! So many lonely elderly people in the world, so many disabled soldiers in the army, can now benefit from it!"

From that moment on, the three judges began to compare their thoughts. While ordinary craftsmen might still be at the level of "tools," the Cen family girl's understanding of craftsmanship had already surpassed the "Tao."

After careful discussion, the three judges finally unanimously judged that Cen Jiexiao won the third round again. Her talent and hard work are obvious to all, and naturally she is the popular choice.

In the end, the victory in three games allowed her to naturally obtain the position of the principal of Zhaoyin Academy. Her mother Kong Xiu Li, who was temporarily in charge of the academy, finally had a proud smile on her face.