Being tortured by her whole family, she no longer pretends to be a real daughter!

"Thank you so much, Teacher Zhang." Song Zhilan smiled from ear to ear. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

If Lin Ruoyao can win a prize in this national calligraphy competition, she will have a bright future in the calligraphy world.

"You're welcome. Ruoyao is my only disciple, and as her master, I naturally care about her future development."

Zhang Junsheng thought for a moment and said, "Actually, even if I don't write this recommendation form, Ruoyao should be able to participate in ***'s calligraphy competition naturally."

"How to say?"

Zhang Junsheng explained, "This competition is hosted by the Chinese Calligraphy Association. Considering the need to select outstanding young calligraphers nationwide, they've specifically allocated registration quotas to certain schools. As far as I know, South China Middle School is one of them, but the quota is only for the international class."

The international class of South China Middle School has set up a special calligraphy course and has a dedicated calligraphy teacher.

"There are seven places available for Huanan Middle School this time, so even if I don't recommend Lin Ruoyao, given her performance in calligraphy class, the school will definitely give her this opportunity."

Just in case, he wrote this recommendation form.

Zhang Junsheng chatted with Song Zhilan a little more about the rules of this calligraphy competition before standing up.

"Mrs. Lin, please tell Lin Ruoyao what I just said. I'll take my leave now."

After Song Zhilan sent Zhang Junsheng away, she returned to hear the housekeeper praising her, "Miss Yaoyao is truly intelligent. She's so young yet she's already been valued so highly by Teacher Zhang Junsheng."

Song Zhilan felt much more relieved after hearing this, and quickly forgot about Lin Yusheng.

At six o'clock in the evening, the car that picked up Lin Ruoyao and Lin Yi returned.

Lin Yi got out of the car and ran into the house, then went upstairs to the bedroom.

Lin Ruoyao sighed and walked into the living room.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Yaoyao, Teacher Zhang Junsheng came today and told me that you can participate in the National Calligraphy Competition..."

Song Zhilan took Lin Ruoyao's hand and happily told her the news.

Lin Ruoyao smiled and said, "Then I'll call Teacher Zhang later to express my gratitude."

Song Zhilan looked pleased, "Well, Teacher Zhang thinks so highly of you, I should say thank you. My daughter is really sensible."

"Mom, actually, our calligraphy teacher also talked about this today. Since Teacher Zhang has already written a recommendation form for me, this spot can be given to another student."

Lin Ruoyao didn't know what she was thinking about, and sighed again.

"What's wrong? Yaoyao."

"Mom, it would be great if my sister was also in the international class. Then, could she also participate in this calligraphy competition?" Lin Ruoyao pursed her lips, revealing a very frustrated expression, "It seems like I stole my sister's things..."

"Yaoyao!" Song Zhilan quickly stopped her, "How can you say that?"

She knew that Lin Ruoyao was a sensitive child with a very kind heart, so she felt indebted to Lin Yusheng.

Song Zhilan reminded her, "Lin Yusheng hasn't learned calligraphy before, so even if she's in the international class, what's the point? Your calligraphy teacher wouldn't choose her to participate in the calligraphy competition."

Lin Ruoyao seemed to remember something at that moment, "Oh, yes, sister doesn't know calligraphy at all, I had completely forgotten about it."

It's not that she doesn't remember it.

I just brought it up on purpose to remind Song Zhilan that Lin Yusheng couldn't even write calligraphy.

She wanted Song Zhilan to unconsciously compare herself to Lin Yusheng and become disappointed with Lin Yusheng. Only in this way would Song Zhilan value her more.

"Mom, why don't you hire a calligraphy teacher for my sister? She's such a good student with such a strong learning ability, maybe she can also practice calligraphy well."

Song Zhilan frowned and said, "It's better to practice calligraphy earlier. It's useless to learn it now. Don't waste time on her."

If it's ruined, it's ruined.

It is better to train Lin Ruoyao diligently. Maybe in the future Lin Ruoyao will have a bright future and become a person like Zhang Junsheng.

Seeing that Song Zhilan really had no intention of cultivating Lin Yusheng, Lin Ruoyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

-

Municipal Cultural Center.

Gong Huayang was standing at the door holding his family's heirloom vase. Seeing Lin Yusheng coming, he hurried forward and said, "Here, I brought you the vase. Let's play a round to decide the winner. If you win, the vase is yours. If you lose, you have to give me a discount based on the market price of the vase."

Lin Yusheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Old man, what we're doing is no different from gambling in a group, right?"

"How can they be the same?" Gong Huayang quickly retorted, "How can playing chess be confused with gambling?"

If Lin Yusheng hadn't said that she didn't want to play chess with him for free anymore, Gong Huayang would definitely not have taken out the ancestral vase.

But since he took it out, it means he has absolute confidence.

He will definitely defeat this girl today!

The vase was discounted to one million yuan, and he was not worried at all that Lin Yusheng didn't have the money. After all, she was the girl from Lu Jingxiao's family. At worst, he could just ask Lu Jingxiao for the money when the time came.

Hey.

Gong Huayang happily took out the chess box and placed the chess pieces on the table.

This time we played Chinese chess.

"Are you bullying me because I don't know how to play Chinese chess?" Lin Yusheng glanced at the old man.

A cunning old man.

Before, Gong Huayang always asked her to play international chess, not Chinese chess.

There is a world of difference between the two.

Gong Huayang stroked his beard, feeling quite proud. "I was talking about playing chess, but I didn't say it had to be international chess. Chinese chess is also chess."

Although he is not very proficient in international chess, he has been playing Chinese chess for more than ten years, and there are few people in the whole capital who can play better than him.

It’s easy to win over a girl.

Seeing Lin Yusheng standing there and not sitting down, Gong Huayang glanced at her and asked, "Why? Are you giving up?"

Lin Yusheng narrowed his eyes slightly, "Old man, aren't you bullying me? I know nothing about Chinese chess."

Hearing her say that she knew nothing, Gong Huayang felt even happier.

This time, I can finally humiliate this girl severely and wipe out the shame of the past.

"Come on, stop talking nonsense. Today I will show you my true strength."

Gong Huayang sat calmly and dignifiedly, looking like a hermit.

Lin Yusheng sat opposite Gong Huayang and without thinking, he casually sent out a pawn.

Gong Huayang's cannon hit two and hit three.

Lin Yusheng moved his fingers, and the cannon was level with five, and he placed the cannon in the middle, attacking the middle...

A minute later, Lin Yusheng's car was level with two, and he exchanged it for a car from the opponent.

Then, capture one of the opponent's pawns.

The two went back and forth several times, and Gong Huayang launched an offensive by firing his cannon at the soldiers...

Lin Yusheng's horse moved from eight to seven, capturing the opponent's red horse. Gong Huayang's chariot captured the horse, and the two sides exchanged moves.

Gong Huayang finally realized something was wrong. "Girl, do you really know nothing about Chinese chess?"

Lin Yusheng smiled. "Of course it's fake. You're only allowed to play Chinese chess, but I'm not allowed to? It's just something you old guys like to play. It's not difficult. You just need to use your brain..."

As he spoke, Lin Yusheng moved his chariot from two to six and placed the general in the position of bottom general.

Gong Huayang's face turned black.

He clutched the ancestral vase tightly, his eyes fixed on the chessboard, veins bulging on his forehead. "Your chess skills are really tricky!"

"Thank you for the compliment."