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

The young man in front of him was one of the people he had heard gossiping in the tea room before.

The young man stared at the words on the wall, his eyes full of admiration.

"Teacher Zhang, you're amazing! In just a few years, your skills have improved by leaps and bounds!"

Zhang Junsheng looked at the young man's eyes shining with brilliance, and felt that the depression and resentment in his heart for the past three years seemed to be relieved in an instant.

This is the case in the calligraphy world. Works represent strength, and strength represents status.

Zhang Junsheng followed up on his words and said, "I have been settling down for these years."

"So that's how it is." The young man showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Fortunately, there are still people spreading rumors that Teacher Zhang has a problem with his hand and can't write, but he is clearly just conserving his energy.

The master is really amazing, he can keep his composure.

The young man stared at the calligraphy for a long time reluctantly before leaving.

Soon, the news that Zhang Junsheng had created a new work spread throughout the calligraphy association.

Many people came to his office specifically to see the calligraphy.

In the evening, Zhao Mengqing also came here because of his admiration for the place.

Zhao Mengqing rubbed his hands together, looking forward to it. "Junsheng, your new work has astonished many people in the association today. Everyone is talking about it privately. I just ran into Vice President Hu, and he even asked me to take a look at your handwriting."

Zhang Junsheng smiled and said, "Vice President Hu, you are flattering me. It's just an ordinary calligraphy."

As he spoke, he pointed to the words hanging on the wall and said, "But you came at the perfect time. You can also give your comments."

Zhao Mengqing's gaze finally fell on it.

When I saw the words on the scroll, I was stunned.

this is not……

Is this the handwriting of the girl?

Why did you come to Zhang Junsheng?

Zhao Mengqing quickly glanced at the seal in the lower right corner again, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

When Lin Yusheng took the photo of him, there was no stamp.

But this piece of calligraphy has a seal!

Naturally, the state without a seal is the most original state, and it can also prove who created the work!

"Zhang Junsheng." Zhao Mengqing pointed at the calligraphy on the wall and said word by word, "You said you wrote this calligraphy?"

Zhang Junsheng was stunned.

He didn't know why Zhao Mengqing asked this. For a moment, he could only think that the calligraphy was so stunning that even Zhao Mengqing found it a little unbelievable.

He nodded and said, "Yes, Vice President Zhao, I wrote this."

Zhao Mengqing didn't know what to say. He frowned and asked him again, "Let me ask you again, did you really write this calligraphy?"

Zhang Junsheng clenched his palms.

He didn't know why Zhao Mengqing kept asking him this question.

Could it be that Zhao Mengqing saw something?

But since Lin Ruoyao bought this painting, there is definitely no way there will be any problems with it.

He thought he was just overthinking it and said, "I wrote this calligraphy."

Zhao Mengqing laughed angrily.

He didn't say anything else, just turned away with a dark face.

Zhao Mengqing returned to his office, opened the chat box with Lin Yusheng, and asked her, "Have you submitted your work?"

Lin Yusheng answered truthfully: "I submitted it."

"Is that the one you sent me last time?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Lin Yusheng didn't understand why he asked this.

Zhao Mengqing frowned as he looked at Lin Yusheng's affirmative answer.

The girl probably didn't lie. She did submit her work. According to the competition process, the work should have passed through Feng Peide's hands and been submitted to the competition organizing committee.

However, the girl's handwriting ended up in Zhang Junsheng's hands, and Zhang Junsheng shamelessly treated it as his own work, stamped it with his seal, and framed it.

Which link is the problem?

Feng Peide?

Or is it the organizing committee of their competition?

If the problem lies with their calligraphy association and someone arbitrarily disposes of the contestants' works, it would simply be a smear on the association's reputation.

He has to investigate thoroughly.

Zhao Mengqing rolled his eyes and called the president, "President, I have something to ask..."

-

In previous years, after receiving the entries submitted by each contestant, the calligraphy competition organizing committee would directly organize judges to select the winning works and outstanding works, and then display the winning works one by one through online live broadcast and on-site awards ceremony.

But this time, the organizer suddenly announced that the previous selection method would be changed.

All entries will be displayed on site and the judging panel will conduct on-site scoring and evaluation.

All aspects are open to the public.

All contestants must arrive at the scene and accept the judges' opinions.

Lin Ruoyao looked at the notice and her heart skipped a beat.

Originally, Lin Yusheng would not notice that her work had been replaced, but after the public selection, Lin Yusheng would find out about it.

How to do?

Lin Ruoyao was feeling uneasy when Ye Qingying's voice came to her ears: "Lin Ruoyao, what are you doing? If you don't eat, it will get cold."

Lin Ruoyao quickly put away her phone and looked down at the food on the plate.

Even if Lin Yusheng discovered that her work had been replaced, she would not have known that it was her who replaced it.

It'll be okay.

No one knew that it was she who changed Lin Yusheng's pen name.

Lin Ruoyao shook her head, thinking that she was overthinking, and threw these messy thoughts out of her mind.

The third floor is different from the first floor, it’s not that noisy.

"Isn't that Lin Yusheng?" Ye Qingying suddenly looked in a certain direction.

Not far away, Lin Yusheng was having dinner with three other girls.

Ye Qingying frowned, "When will the little bumpkin be able to come to the third floor to eat?"

Lin Ruoyao thought of Lin Yi almost immediately.

During this period, Lin Yi let other boys pay for meals every time, and he himself never swiped his credit card once.

I don’t swipe my card because…

The card was given to Lin Yusheng, right?

Lin Ruoyao pursed her lips, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Lin Yi would rather eat for free everywhere than give his meal card to Lin Yusheng, allowing Lin Yusheng to eat and drink freely on the third floor.

When she thought about her fourth brother who loved her so much in the past, but now gave all his love to Lin Yusheng...

why?

So unfair.

Lin Ruoyao felt as if a piece of her heart had been cut out, and she felt so uncomfortable that she almost died.

Lin Ruoyao stared at Lin Yusheng intently, clenched her palms, and her eyes were like vines covered with snake venom.

She will never let Lin Yusheng take anyone away from her again!

In tomorrow's calligraphy competition, she will let her brother and parents know that there is a huge difference between her and Lin Yusheng!

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The day of the competition.

The organizers of the competition have communicated with South China Middle School. Considering that the competition is divided into senior group, adult group and youth group according to age, the selection venue for the youth group will be set up at South China Middle School.

After all, the participants in the youth group are all students, so it is more convenient to arrange them in schools.

The Youth category is for participants aged between 12 and 18 years old.

Not only did students from many schools take the initiative to stay on campus to watch the game, but many people from outside the school also came to watch.

The staff had already arranged the venue in advance and hung banners.

Hundreds of works entered the competition, which were presented on the big screen in groups of ten. At the same time, five judges on site scored and evaluated the works, and the average score was taken as the total score.