She Becomes Ugly if She Doesn’t Study

On Sunday, Tang Su returned to Qingda.

The season when Yingfei grass grows, the campus has become more active and lively.

It's the weekend. There will be many clubs on campus to engage in activities. There will be band performances on the Avenue of Stars. Almost all the playgrounds in Qingda are occupied by clubs.

Tang Su saw a lot of people watching a calligraphy exhibition in the Dongda playground.

Out of curiosity, Tang Su also went with his roommates.

There are many works hung on a long rope tens of meters long. These works were created by the students of the school calligraphy enthusiasts association.

Tang Su feels that she doesn't have any artistic talents, and she doesn't really appreciate this kind of calligraphy and painting works, but she still envy these classmates with specialties and hobbies.

"Tang Su, how do you write your calligraphy?" Cai Yalin asked suddenly when Tang Su was looking at a copy of "Lanting Preface".

"No." Tang Su replied with a smile. I just answered two characters without answering, let alone writing with a brush, just writing with a ballpoint pen, she also writes very mediocre.

In three years of high school, her academic performance improved by leaps and bounds, but her writing did not get better.

As for the calligraphy class, she doesn't remember when she took it. Maybe she took it in elementary school, but she didn't write it seriously at that time.

"I can't seem to see which of these two works is better." Tang Su pointed to works No. 34 and No. 35.

Both of these works are written "When will there be a bright moon on the head of Shui Diao Song", and both are in italics, but the style is completely different.

Cai Yalin looked at Tang Su, and she was a little surprised that Tang Su would not understand calligraphy, because in her impression, Tang Su was a super academic master, and she felt that she had a lot of skills.

Tang Su looked for a while and walked away, then took out the phone.

At first glance, someone in the class circle posted two pictures.

Tang Su clicked and found that it was the list of the finalists of the Information Contest.

A total of 60 students from the six tracks entered the finals.

Tang Su looked directly at the third row, the finalists of the big data competition, and wanted to see if he had his own name.

However, after reading it, Tang Su shook his head a little disappointed.

Without her name on it, she still failed to make it to the final.

Subsequently, Tang Su looked at other lists.

In the data modeling competition, Xue Yao was shortlisted and ranked second.

In the AI ​​algorithm competition, both Shen Junhui and Hong Lei made the finals. They were ranked fifth and seventh.

Although he was not able to be shortlisted, Tang Su was still very happy that these seniors were shortlisted.

Tang Su forwarded these two pictures to the team's work group.

"Congratulations brothers."

Tang Su sent a few expressions in the past.

After a while, someone in the group replied.

Li Yipeng: "Hey... I didn't make it to the finals, so I was a bit shocked."

Shen Junhui: "Why are you hit? You have a girl with you every day, so you can only focus on studying as a single dog like us."

Li Yipeng: "What do you mean, I don't study every day."

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Tang Su just looked at the news in the group and did not reply.

She came out of the Dongda playground and walked to the dormitory building.

But before he reached the dormitory building, the cell phone in Tang Su's hand rang again.

Tang Su took a look and found that it was an unfamiliar number. The caller ID was: Lido.

Tang Su thought it was a harassing call, so he hung up.

But after a while, the phone rang again.