I’m Really a Superstar

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The backyard is busy.

Master Wei is bound to win, and Wu Zeqing is not willing to be outdone. Although some people were already hungry at this moment, no one mentioned eating, as they all knew that there was something exciting to watch. Master Wei is also the Beidou in the calligraphy world. Although his contribution lies more in the development and expansion of the calligraphy association and in the administrative aspect, Master Wei's calligraphy is also outstanding and cannot be bad. Everyone knows that Wu Zeqing is the best among amateur calligraphers, even better than professional calligraphers. Although Master Wei's chances of winning are definitely much greater, Wu Zeqing is not without a chance. It depends on whether there are good players in their team.

"Then, everyone agrees?" Master Zhou smiled.

Master Wei said without any pressure: "I have no objection."

Wu Zeqing smiled elegantly and said, "I don't have any objection either." Then he said to Master Wei, "Mr. Wei, I'm bullying a big one with a small one. Don't blame me."

Master Wei was also unambiguous, "Of course not. I'm just afraid that after I beat you and win the lottery, you will blame me for taking away your favorite thing."

Many people cheered when they heard this.

In fact, the smell of gunpowder is all in the mouth, just for fun. What is Master Wei's identity? What is Wu Zeqing's identity? How could I hold a grudge over this? That would be too petty. The reason why I said this was to rush into a lively scene. Otherwise, there would be no sense of competition and the atmosphere would not be lively.

Some family members were upstairs in the restaurant and did not go to the backyard because there were too many people in the backyard. Those family members just opened the windows and watched with interest.

"Come quickly"

"Compare"

"There's something good to watch now"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused here.

The grouping has begun, and teams are all chosen voluntarily.

Master Wei is an authority in the calligraphy world. He has countless disciples and connections all over the world. Many people who have received his favor naturally choose Master Wei's group. There are also many other old calligraphers who are friends of Master Wei. Naturally, there is no need to say. Master Wei wanted a gift for his birthday, so of course they had to help, so more and more people gathered around Master Wei. On the other hand, Wu Zeqing's side was a bit shabby. She was the only one standing there, with no one behind her. This situation was something that many people had never thought of, but it wasn't surprising after thinking about it carefully. Even if it is a competition where friendship comes first and competition comes second, everyone can see that Master Wei really wants Master Zhou's character. He is older, has higher qualifications, is famous, and is the birthday boy today, so no one can give him any amount. To save face? Although Wu Zeqing also occupies a high position, it is a position in the education field after all. In the calligraphy world, Wu Zeqing is not at the forefront, so everyone has already known who is more important and who is less important. They should stand by Master Wei both rationally and emotionally. Yes, this is also caused by the traditional concept of the Republic. Those who engage in calligraphy art also study classical culture, so this view is naturally deeply rooted.

Wu Zeqing had no other expression, and still smiled lightly.

Some family members and female relatives can't stand it anymore.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Why are you all helping Master Wei?"

“There’s not even one person who went to Principal Wu’s team?”

"What is this? Isn't this bullying us lesbians?"

"Principal Wu's writing skills are already weaker, and now she is the only one. What else can she do? Just give the winnings to Master Wei."

"If I could calligraphy, I would definitely help Principal Wu."

"Sweet, this is really inappropriate. You have to help Sister Wu, right? Otherwise, this would be very shameless and unscrupulous."

Upstairs and downstairs, many people started talking in low voices.

No one expected that Wu Zeqing would definitely win. After all, there was a gap in strength between Principal Wu and Master Wei, but even if they lost, they would still have to lose personal dignity. This hadn’t even begun yet. Everyone subconsciously stood on the sidelines. Master Wei’s team? There is no one on Wu Zeqing's side, so how can we compete?

Su Na was also angry, why is this happening? She immediately glared at her father, "Dad" she is a member of Peking University, and of course she was looking towards Wu Zeqing.

Father Su pretended not to see it and continued talking to his friend.

Su Na was so awesome, hey, I have such a bad temper, she immediately wanted to stand over and cheer for Principal Wu, at least it would not be so ugly with multiple powers, but after thinking about it, Su Na still stamped her foot angrily, no In the past, the reason was that her attainments in calligraphy were really not deep, and the calligraphy competition was not just about comparing words. Calligraphy and classical literature were inseparable. Soon she would have to draw lots to determine the questions as in previous years, and she had to follow the rules. The scope of the topic is calligraphy, and ancient literature skills are also taken into consideration. If the literary level is not enough and the calligraphy skills are not good enough, it will be embarrassing to go up. It is estimated that by then, you will not be able to write anything that suits the situation. Su If Na goes, it will cause trouble for Wu Zeqing. It is better to stay here.

Master Zhou, who proposed this competition, also wanted to have a novel competition, not as old-fashioned as in previous years. However, when he saw this situation, he did not expect it. He was speechless for a moment and looked at it with a little regret. He glanced at Wu Zeqing and said for her: "Let me tell you, everyone here is also a celebrity in the calligraphy world. Do you think this kind of competition is interesting? Even if you win, you won't show your face, right?"

The dozens of calligraphers behind Master Wei also blushed a little. Indeed, as Master Zhou said, it was really shameless. Dozens of calligraphy teachers bully Wu Zeqing, a lesbian? It doesn't sound good to say it out loud. Even if Principal Wu is not deeply involved in the calligraphy world, he is at least a celebrity in the education world. In terms of level and status in the system, Master Zhou and Master Wei are not as good as Wu Zeqing.

However, Master Wei said with a smile: "Xiao Wu's book is the most talented I have ever seen. If there is a group of people with her team, I may not be able to beat her. Now, Xiao Wu Ah, can I accept this lucky draw? I think we shouldn’t compete anymore, it’s time to eat.”

Master Zhou rolled his eyes, "Old Wei, are you embarrassed?"

"Haha, since it's a competition, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Master Wei didn't take it seriously, stroking his beard and laughing non-stop. Looking at Master Zhou's calligraphy piece, he already regarded it as his own in his eyes. Old man I'm very thick-skinned and don't feel embarrassed at all.

What are you doing?

Zhang Ye, who was eating melon seeds on the side, couldn't stand it anymore. He had always heard what he said before, but he didn't say anything. When he came over and took a look at the formation, he actually planned not to get involved in anything. After all, he He is not from this circle, and he is not interested in the things in it. If you are joking around or competing for glory, what does it have to do with me? But now, Zhang Ye couldn't bear it anymore. He was numb. Are you a group of calligraphers bullying my old Wu? Still so confident? Are you still shameless?

Principal Wu, no one?

Go to hell with your eldest brother and me.

Zhang Ye stood up immediately, holding a handful of melon seeds in his left hand, and smacking each one in his mouth with his right hand. He walked leisurely behind Wu Zeqing, then sat down on the chair behind her and continued to eat. Guazi didn’t say anything, but his attitude was already very clear.

Wu Zeqing smiled and looked at him, "Okay?"

Zhang Ye vowed: "You left out the word '?"

"Haha." Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "Okay." After saying that, she also sat down to drink tea.

Su Na was stunned for a while. Teacher Zhang is gone? Doesn't he know calligraphy? She had seen Zhang Ye's calligraphy in the past. It was the video of the Beijing Couplet Competition. Zhang Ye's calligraphy when he wrote the couplets was not ugly, but it was just not ugly. It could not be said to be art, or even Calligraphy doesn't even count, that is, ordinary people think his handwriting is just okay, so why should he compare?

Wu Zeqing finally has a teammate.

Everyone also looked at the young man wearing sunglasses curiously.

"Who is this?"

"Is he going up there?"

"Why are you joining in the fun? Does he know calligraphy?"

"I've never seen him before. Doesn't the Calligraphy Association have such a member?"

"Definitely not. I have met all the members, and I also know all the slightly famous calligraphers. Let alone him, there are no such young calligraphers at all."

"But it would be nice to have someone."

"Yeah, at least it's not so embarrassing."

Master Zhou looked at everyone, frowned and said, "No more?"

There are still many calligraphers who have just entered the profession standing in the backyard. Calligraphers are actually just official titles. In fact, they are just apprentices. They are the nephews or disciples of famous masters. Compared with ordinary people, their Calligraphy is at its peak and is enviable, but compared with real famous people, their calligraphy cannot be displayed on the stage, so they are self-aware and have no intention of participating in the competition. They just stand there and watch the fun. Most of the people inside are young people, and none of them are interested. Over thirty years old, this time I came with the purpose of learning.

Master Zhou smacked his mouth and felt that he could not forgive Wu Zeqing, so he asked again: "If this is the case, there is no comparison. It is not fair at all."

The dozens of people in Master Wei's team looked at each other.

Someone stood up and said, "How about I go over?"

A man also said: "Haha, then I will also help Sister Wu."

Only then did Master Zhou nod with satisfaction, and now he became more artistic.

However, who knew, Wu Zeqing smiled softly and said: "Thank you for your kindness. Now that you have chosen the team, let's get started."

ah?

Wu Zeqing doesn’t want anyone anymore?

Everyone was very confused and didn't understand what Wu Zeqing meant.

Master Wei, the old birthday boy, also narrowed his eyes and said, "Xiao Wu, you're the only one there, right? If we compete like this, we can't compare. It will be a lot less exciting."

Wu Zeqing stroked the fabric of the cheongsam on his legs, smoothed the skirt a little, and said calmly and casually: "It's okay, Master Wei." After saying that, Wu Zeqing took a sip of tea, put the cup down gently, "One person is enough."