Lord Huo picked up a real princess

Chapter 197 I Submitted Two Works

It's not entirely true that they are exactly the same.

Originally, the characters Zhang Wensong brought were white ink paper, which is popular in calligraphy circles now. It is anti-corrosion, moisture-proof and very suitable for sticking ink, so many people now use this kind of paper for writing.

But the roll that Mr. Yan is holding in his hand at the moment is yellowish and thin. A layman may not understand the difference, but Mr. Yan has been dealing with calligraphy for half his life, so he can tell at a glance that it is a very precious yellow pier paper roll, because it is rare. So expensive.

Very few people can write on this kind of paper now.

There is already a significant difference in the paper, and if you look at the words on that paper, you can also see deviations, such as the weight of the writing and the size of the font.

But it is certain that this is from the same hand.

Old Yan keenly sensed that something was wrong, and that premonition, like a flash of inspiration, quickly passed through his mind, leaving behind a few sporadic fragments.

According to common sense, contestants must be cautious and careful about their works, and they will think twice about which one to submit and in what way.

This makes people wonder, since Qin Ying has already submitted the work, why should she submit it again?And once it was brought by Zhang Wensong, and once it was delivered by post.

Not right.

It's not right.

Elder Yan stood there watching for a while, and the others couldn't wait, so they stepped forward one after another, and when their eyes fell on the paper, they were all taken aback.

"This... Why did Qin Ying hand in another copy?"

"Yeah, this time I also changed to yellow pier paper. There are not many of these papers now, but they are very durable."

"This time, Qin Ying's name is not written."

"Isn't there a Qin here? I guess I forgot to write it."

Although it is a small talk, the reason for this is far-fetched. The Wenhua Award can be said to be the award that calligraphy writers care about the most. Not to mention the gold award at the top of the pyramid, even the worst bronze award is enough to make people feel happy. People have spoken.

I would like to ask, participating in such an important competition, and having such an excellent work, who would forget the signature of such an important work?

Old Yan snorted, sarcastically: "Forget? If you can forget all this, then maybe the work will be accidentally forgotten and slipped away somewhere."

This time, no one answered, Mr. Yan was angry for several days because of Qin Ying's sudden appearance, and today he was even more angry all day long. Picking up this issue and saying that was not good made everyone suffocate, but now Listening to him say this is just as if he is talking nonsense.

"But it also mentions Qin, it should be Qin Ying, why don't you ask, the contact person will definitely be written in this mail, ask who it is right away."

The staff member who came up to deliver the letters never left, and nodded upon hearing the words: "I have loaded all the information, you can contact me immediately."

Elder Yan was still very active in this matter, and he was the first to move forward.

"Go, let's get in touch right away."

Looking at his back, Liu Ming was very disdainful, thinking that this old guy couldn't afford to lose, he used to show off everywhere when he thought his apprentice could win the gold medal, but now he is so virtuous when he is compared to others.

He snorted coldly, walked at the end of the crowd, picked up his phone and sent a message to Zheng Wensong.

Zhang Wensong has not been to the association for a long time due to physical reasons in the past few years, and he has not been in charge of the association's affairs for a long time. Every time he sends a message to him, it takes a long time to reply.

Unexpectedly, this time it came back in seconds.

Back to the sentence: Shit.

Liu Ming didn't reply this time, so he walked to the second floor, and someone immediately brought the information book and dialed the phone number on it.

I thought I could figure it out with a phone call, but after entering the phone number, the caller let out a hush.

"The number is wrong, one is missing."

Stern Bo snatched it over, frowning at the phone number above.

Sure enough, one was missing.

On the other side, Qin Ying was sitting among the crowd with a smile on her face, her delicate face was full of pride and pride.

There was a lady sitting in the middle of the sofa, all of her wristbands were famous brands, and the white fox fur shawl she was wearing, although the color was not top-notch, the fox fur was white and complete, It also costs a lot of money.

The woman said: "Qin Ying really performed really well this time. Master Zhang said that this time the gold award is absolutely no problem. I just want our family Xiaoyang to let her guide me. Although the Hualan Award has ended The manuscript has been accepted, but our family, Xiaoyang, is still young and will participate in it in a few years."

It's not small, it's only a few months younger than Qin Ying, but in such a harmonious atmosphere, no one cares about these details, and among the women sitting here, the one who is talking now is the richest, so Everyone also laughed and echoed.

"Yeah, let Xiao Sakura give me some guidance. I might win an award if I participate in a few years."

Zhang Wan sat next to Qin Ying, wearing a simple and plain long skirt, and the coat was just an ordinary coat bought in a mall, but his gentle temperament added points. The depression seemed to disappear overnight.

The phone rang at the wrong time, Zhang Wan said sorry, first suspended the communication with the ladies, stood up to answer the phone, and looked at Qin Ying in surprise when he answered the phone.

"Master Zheng? Are you looking for Sakura?"

Everyone in the room stopped talking, turned to look at Zhang Wan, and felt very envious.

It is said that Master Zheng has been hiding from the world for several years, and others may not be able to contact him if they want to contact him, but Qin Ying can let him make a phone call in person.

Qin Ying stood up as early as when she heard Master Zheng, walking quickly with surprise in her eyes, walked over to take the phone from Zhang Wan's phone.

Everyone looked at her, and she deliberately walked to the edge of the crowd.

"Hey, teacher, what can you do for me?"

Zheng Wensong's other end was very quiet, it should be in his own home, and there was the sound of running water in the giant goldfish tank. Qin Ying's heart sank a little, and she always felt that something bad was about to happen.

Zheng Wensong's first sentence was: "Sakura, did you really write that word?"

Qin Ying's hand trembled, almost dropping the phone to the ground.

She pretended to be calm, and at the same time turned around quickly to prevent others from seeing her flustered and nervous face.

"Yes... yes." She walked towards the room holding her mobile phone, trying to make her voice sound as usual: "It's mine."

Zheng Wensong was silent again, and he didn't know if he believed it or not. After a while, he said "hmm" and asked, "How many times have you submitted your works?"

Qin Ying didn't understand why Zheng Wensong asked such a question, was it a test or a real inquiry?She swallowed hard, and closed her eyes fiercely.

"Twice, I handed in twice!"

Success or failure depends on one action, and Qin Ying's palms are sweating.

……

"It's Qin Ying's child. She said that she wrote it all. Originally, the first one was written on Huangdun paper, but she felt that the writing was not very good, so she wrote it again."

"Then why did it come from somewhere else?"

"Qin Ying said that her mother Zhang Wan went to Haicheng a few days ago, so she sent it there directly. She also said that the full name was not written on the words, only Qin's surname was written."

The information said is correct.

Old Yan and the others were silent. Could it be that Qin Ying really wrote it?
(End of this chapter)