Inside Kaihongxuan, the red carpet for the welcome guests was laid from three meters away to the front of the masterpiece inside the door.

Zhong Yue walked in calmly, but Ouyang Ming was not nervous at all, and he began to worry a little.

"Brother Yue, should we call some more people? Mr. Xi and Han haven't even come this time."

Zhong Yue turned his head and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"It's good to talk to multiple people, but I don't know anything. I will definitely not be able to interfere with you at that time."

"It is better to seek yourself than to seek others in everything."

Zhong Yue walked into Kaihongxuan with a leather box.

In the autumn cold, the temperature dropped sharply. Fatty Qin, who was wearing two styles of vests, was not sure where it was customized. She was dressed like a turtle shell, which was very stylish.

Seeing Zhong Yue coming as promised, he laughed and said, "It's true that I have the courage."

"What about it? Would you admit defeat?"

"It's also a loss. If you don't come, you can save yourself from being embarrassed."

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, "Then you're thinking too much. You don't have time to talk to you, hurry up."

Fatty Qin greeted and asked his junior brother to take Zhong Yue upstairs, where he was waiting for more important figures to arrive. Kaihongxuan has not been so lively for a long time. Now in a "harmonious" society, there has not been such a player who is not afraid of death. If you occasionally meet someone, Wang Ge has to hype it up anyway to expand and stabilize Kaihongxuan's fame.

Zhong Yue took the elevator and looked at the young man who brought him over and kept smiling, so he simply closed his eyes and rested.

"bite!"

The elevator has arrived.

The door opened and a group of elementary school students looked at them with eager eyes.

"This is the elevator that goes up. Children, don't press the elevator randomly." Fatty Qin's junior brother turned his eyes and looked cute with a cute primary school student. He directly closed the elevator door and continued to rise to the stairs.

"Mr. Wang Ge is really a big heart. He doesn't even clear the scene?"

Fatty Qin smiled knowingly, but he didn't know who was so arrogant.

The elevator rose to the calligraphy and painting studio on the seventh floor. Zhong Yue walked out of the elevator and saw many people in the corridor chatting in groups of people. When he saw Zhong Yue coming, he looked at him, some looked pleased, while others looked contempt.

Zhong Yue walked inside. Two opposing long tables had been placed, and the cameraman on one side was hudging the machine and a huge projection screen hanging from the original blackboard. Zhong Yue smiled and shook his head. Wang Ge really had a trick to death.

He glanced over the rows of seats, and there were a few people behind him sitting in a row, with a dozen guest cards in front. Zhong Yue was not that good at seeing it, so he was too lazy to come over to look. He put the leather box on one side and asked Ouyang Ming, "When is it?"

Ouyang Ming glanced at his watch and said, "A little half past one."

"Well. Move quickly, maybe you can have afternoon tea after three o'clock."

"..." Ouyang Ming was speechless, "Brother Yue, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Okay." Zhong Yue sat in the chair, waiting for the start of the competition. Logically speaking, it was decided to start at two o'clock before, but it would be better to be late than to be late.

Seeing Zhong Yue coming, the camera moved over.

"Mr. Zhong, what do you think of this competition?"

“No opinion.”

"Then are you sure?"

"Not sure."

"..." The reporter was black and heard Zhong Yue's expressionless answer, and he chatted to death.

However, thinking of the tasks assigned by the Director when he came and the high exclusive broadcast fee, the female reporter asked: "I heard that the reason why you promised the competition is rumored by the outside world is that you are following the Wang style of the brushwork. I think there are any misunderstandings in this, can you explain it?"

Zhong Yue looked up, looked at the young lady's sincere eyes and said, "Yes, it's just for it, without any misunderstanding."

“…”

The answer was straightforward and clear, leaving the female reporter speechless. She thought about it and had to go to the next question, "The Little Kai Wang has been famous for a long time and has won the Silver Award in the National Exhibition. Are you under pressure?"

Zhong Yue said, "I said no, do you believe it?"

The reporter smiled awkwardly and said in his heart, "Ghostly believe it."

Zhong Yue no longer answered any meaningless questions. After ten minutes, people chatting outside walked in one after another. Zhong Yue saw Yun Hui and from a distance, the old man nodded kindly to him.

Zhong Yue smiled back.

The two of them had no communication.

At a moment, Wang Ge, wearing a long gown, walked from outside, and several people who were already sitting in the seat stood up and smiled at Wang Ge.

Wang Ge reached out and pressed, walked to one side, bowed and said, "Thank you for taking the time to enjoy the scenery and being invited to participate in this academic exchange."

"Teacher Wang is polite. It is my honor to be honored to participate in such a calligraphy exchange opportunity."

Wang Ge smiled slightly and looked at Zhong Yue.

"This time it's a competition between Kai Hongxuan and Mr. Zhong. Since it's a competition, there must be a winning or losing. Although there is no first in the article, you can still distinguish between the advantages and disadvantages by carefully distinguishing it. In order to be fair in the competition, Mr. Zhong and I will write the same article, and then use scanning software to archive it on the big screen. Since it is small calligraphy, it will not hinder the layout. Every teacher invited here can randomly select ten words on paper, the computer will deduct it and compare anonymously, so that there is no suspicion of cheating."

Zhong Yue chuckled, there were so many tricks, but it was like taking off his pants and farting, which was a waste of time. A person's font style can be recognized at a glance, and he still had very distinct characteristics by word by word. What's the use? It's not about the competition between seventeen or eighteen people, and the two of them are like a competition.

Yun Hui also shook his head and smiled, "It's too fancy. Can't we tell whether the work is good or bad? It's unnecessary."

Wang Ge coughed lightly and said, "Old Yun, this is not in cooperation with cultural media, and I will record a calligraphy program. Let's cooperate, let's cooperate."

"Haha." Several masters in the calligraphy world in Shanghai shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and they had to admire Wang Ge's business acumen. People don't care about this so-called exchange, but use this exchange to bring much commercial benefits to his industry. These cultural figures who rarely get together in Shanghai have become free laborers who cooperate with the publicity this time.

Wang Ge turned his head, looked at Zhong Yue, and asked, "Mr. Zhong, do you have any doubts?"

"No."

"Since the rules were formulated by Wang, for the sake of fairness, it is up to Mr. Zhong to decide this content."

Zhong Yue sat calmly and said, "Let's gossip ", everyone is familiar with it."

As soon as these words came out, everyone here was surprised.

Wang Ge raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
Chapter completed!