The next day, March 9, on Sunday afternoon, the annual "Welcome Spring Cup" calligraphy and painting competition for college students in eastern Guangdong Province was held in the provincial gymnasium.
Why can cultural activities be borrowed from sports settings?
First, the provincial gymnasium is relatively large and can accommodate the number of people in this event.
The second is "there is no distinction between culture and sports". More than ten years later, many local cultural bureaus and sports bureaus have been merged into "cultural and sports bureaus".
Of course, at present, the "Welcome Spring Cup" is still an event hosted by the Provincial Department of Culture and jointly organized by the Provincial Communist Youth League.
The two provincial units are leading not only with high specifications, but also with sufficient recognition and value in the province.
The Department of Culture even dispatched a deputy inspector named Zhang to speak to the leader. When Zhang was speaking above, Chen also listened below.
Of course, Chen Jie was not a contestant, but came to cheer as a family member.
Because Yu Xian's work successfully passed the audition, he is currently waiting for the final in the venue.
The venue is a basketball court and it was slightly arranged. The calligraphy competition was just completed in the morning, and the painting competition was held in the afternoon.
All the contestants had wooden drawing boards in front of them, with white rice paper spread out on them.
Yu Xian was also sitting on a small square stool, but facing the rostrum, leaving only her honey-brown hair to her family.
It was burgundy in high school, but after slowly fading, it turned into a less eye-catching honey brown.
The hair is curved, like the tip of the waves crumpled by the sea breeze. As the body occasionally shakes, it spreads on the shoulders, or hangs on the graceful waist.
Chen Jae didn't know why Yu Xian's waist looked so beautiful, thin and light, like a silk streamer tied to a red wine bottle, silky and tough.
"... Dear students, calligraphy and painting art is an important part of our traditional culture, and it carries the wisdom and spirit of the Chinese nation..."
“…This year is the Olympic Games being held in our country, in order to inherit the Olympic spirit and pursue a better future…”
"…The theme of this painting competition is [the fragrance of ink is everywhere, the charm of the mystery], which is both a movement and a charm..."
Zhang Tan’s speech was as expected by Chen Zhan.
No matter what official activities in 2008, if you don’t have the word “Olympics”, it means you have no political stance and sensitivity, and don’t know how to respond to the central government’s deployment and call.
Even the questions of the national and provincial examinations are related to the Olympics, after all, this is a grand event that all humans on Earth participate in.
“…I will announce it below.”
After Zhang Tan finished talking about this pile of nonsense, he finally said: "The competition officially begins!"
Yu Xian has a lively and lively personality. Apart from Chen Jie, she can't stand this complicated and lengthy official accent.
So when Zhang Tan was speaking, she often turned her head and covered her mouth and whispered to Wu Yu next door.
That's right, Comrade Wu Yu also passed the auditions and entered the finals.
She was originally purely "studying with the prince", but with subtle accompanying, her skills and proficiency were significantly improved under the guidance of the famous teacher Guan Yongyi.
Anyway, Wu Yu himself was surprised to enter the finals.
"It's not okay to accompany the prince to study. You must accompany him until he ascends the throne, right?"
Wu Yu thought depressed.
I heard from the fool Wang Changhua that Huang Baihan’s milk tea shop is very interesting to open, but after being delayed by this competition, it is probably not possible to pass by at night.
"Ah Yeh! Ah Yeh!"
Wang Changhua, who was standing beside Chen, sneezes for no reason.
"Damn, I drank very late last night before I returned to the dormitory."
Wang Changhua's nasal voice is a bit heavy: "I seem to have a little cold."
"Then you go back and lie down."
Chen said, "We still have here anyway."
"you?"
Wang Changhua flattened her mouth and thought to herself that you are all relatives and friends of Sister Cos.
Today, Yu Xian’s group of relatives and friends is more “weird”.
First of all, Professor Guan was not present.
The old lady's status is really too high, especially on the land in Lingnan. As long as she stops in the venue, the event organizers, including the deputy inspector who spoke just now, would come here to say hello.
If you know that Yu Xian is her closed disciple, believe it or not, even if Sister Cos handed over a piece of paper, those officials will make Yu Xian first place in all aspects.
This is the result that Professor Guan wanted, but it is not the process that she wanted.
My disciple of Guan Yongyi must win first place, but I cannot win first place in this way!
So Professor Guan simply couldn't come, and even refused to accompany him, Dean of Guangmei Tong Lan.
Finally, the only teacher who accompanied Yu Xian and Wu Yu to participate in the competition was Xiao Yongzhi, their class teacher, who looked pitiful anyway.
You should know that more than these two students in Guangmei participated in the competition. He Yuanchang, the former "proud son of heaven", and his instructor Professor Xia Rucai were accepting compliments from some media reporters in the venue.
Secondly, Chen Jie's parents actually came over.
In fact, this was agreed before, and they would also come to cheer up on Yu Xian’s game this day.
The couple thought that Chen and Song Shiwei had no relationship anymore, so they naturally focused on this "Sichuan and Chongqing daughter-in-law".
So it is correct for Wang Changhua to think that way. It is indeed Yu Xian’s people here.
Wu Yu was like a "free test". She didn't hold on to her hope of winning the award, and she didn't even talk about the competition to her family.
Of course, Wang Changhua didn't think this female tyrannosaurus could be.
All he wanted to do was look at her, accompany her, and then make fun of her.
However, Wang Changhua couldn't say these words. Not only could she not say them, she even replied stubbornly:
"How can I leave after I am here? If it comes to a critical moment, she will borrow energy from everyone, it won't be possible if I don't have it!"
"This is not Dragon Ball, what kind of vitality do you need to borrow?"
Chen Jie didn't advise again: "If you think your body can hold on, then wait together."
The afternoon final was live painting, from 2:30 to 5:30.
First, it tests the contestants' ability to write quickly, and second, it completely eliminates the "Mr. Dongguo" who uses other people's works to pass auditions.
In fact, for students with good basic skills, three hours is enough.
When the contestants started painting, the relatives and friends slowly calmed down, and the "swish" sound of pen tips passing by rice paper was heard.
Occasionally, some parents' mobile phones did not change into vibration mode, and the ringtone of Phoenix Legend suddenly rang in the venue, everyone was startled, and then they hung up the phone in a hurry.
As I observed these contestants, most of them were girls, and of course there were many boys, and most of them should have good family conditions.
I won’t talk about the trendy clothing and accessories on high streets, and even luxury brands such as Dior, Lv, and Prada are not rare.
Chen gave Yu Xian a Chanel small Kun bag during the Chinese New Year, but he said it was A-go, which only costs a few dozen yuan.
Sister Cos believed it and casually put it at the foot of the easel during the competition.
There was a female judge who was patrolling everywhere. She had been staying by Yu Xian for a long time, looking at the paintings, bags, and people from time to time.
Finally, she also wrote down the name of the candidate.
"Do you guys wait until the end?"
Chen asked his parents, he was worried that there would be something wrong with Lao Chen's unit or Empress Dowager Mao's emergency department.
"Should you wait."
Empress Dowager Mao said indifferently: "I won't take shifts today on Sunday, and we can have a meal together tonight. What do you think Lao Chen?"
Chen Peisong is sending messages, probably because he is busy with work. Recently, he has been summoned by district leaders more and more times.
This is a good thing.
Leaders generally do not chat with subordinates at will unless they unintentionally show some valuable foresight.
Hearing his wife's voice, Old Chen raised his head and said relaxedly: "I can do it, you can arrange it."
"But we can't."
Chen smiled and said, "We are going to Huang Baihan's milk tea shop to help in the evening."
"What's the meaning?"
Mao Xiaoqin was a little puzzled: "Has Bai Han opened a milk tea shop?"
"yes!"
Before Chen could answer, Wang Changhua turned his head from the side and rushed to say, "Uncle, aunt, don't you know, the milk tea shop just opened yesterday, and the business was so good that it exploded. Now we all call him Mr. Huang."
"Bai Han is so awesome now."
Mao Xiaoqin said in surprise.
"It's still a little bit worse for me..."
While Wang Changhua was bragging about himself, Chen Jae suddenly stood up.
Chen Peisong was also a leader in the system who listened to all directions and looked at the various directions, and he immediately noticed it.
"What's wrong?"
Old Chen asked.
"Go to the bathroom."
Chen Jae calmly pointed outside the venue.
In fact, after Chen left the seat, he did not really go out, but went around to a corner and reached out to pat a middle-aged man on the shoulder.
The middle-aged man is tall and sturdy, but due to his personality, he seems not used to looking straight ahead with his head and chest out, so he feels a sense of "hunchback".
But I have to say that their facial features are very handsome, and they even have the taste of a Hong Kong male star in the 7080s era.
"Uncle Yu."
Say hello.
"Hong Kong male star" turned his head and found that it was Chen, and his face was filled with eager and awkward smiles: "Chan, that...you are here too."
This is Yu Xiaoliang, the father of Sister Cos.
He was caught by Chen when he was squeezed into the gym just now.
Chen was not surprised that Lao Yu was following his daughter's game. What was surprised that Tang Xiangyue was also following behind.
Tang Xiangyue was still talking nonsense just now, and pretended to accidentally lift Lao Yu's arm, revealing a delusion of "reunite from the mirror".
Although Lao Yu has never paid attention to it, he suddenly encountered Chen and it seemed as if he was "catched in bed" by someone, which is also the main reason for the embarrassment.
"Aunt Tang, good afternoon."
Chen was very hypocritical, as if he had forgotten what had happened before, and did not ask "Why are you together again", but instead said hello politely.
"Ah...ah, hello."
Although this greeting scared Tang Xiangyue very much, he even used the title of honor.
Tang Xiangyue was not afraid of others quarrel with her, but was afraid of smiling like this on the surface, and using ruthless and deadly hands behind her back.
Her brother Tang Quan is going to lie in for two years, and the two families have completely had a stumble.
So Tang Xiangyue was very afraid of Chen. Once such a person became afraid, he began to become cautious, and even the sharpness and meanness of his high cheekbones were faded.
"That... I met her on the road."
Lao Yu is still trying his best to clear him up and prove that he has not "repeated the same mistakes".
Chen Zhenxin said that this has anything to do with me, as long as it doesn’t affect Sister Cos, he said in a mess: “We have just arrived not long ago, and my parents are still there.”
"Your parents are here too?"
It is true that Lao Yu is cowardly, but he still understands the basic customs and procedures.
Everyone can see Yu Xian’s deep love for Chen Za. When she occasionally goes home for dinner, she always says “Chen Za, Chen Za” on her mouth.
Grandma Lian sighed that girls were outgoing and often cursed in Sichuan and Chongqing dialect - after raising such a big granddaughter, she was going to Chen's house to do laundry and cook.
Of course, "washing and cooking" is a joke, but "taking care of your husband and children" is likely to be true.
Now that I have the opportunity to meet Chen Ja's parents, Yu Xiaoliang also wants to meet his future "in-law and father-in-law and mother-in-law".
"And, here."
Chen nodded.
In fact, as soon as Lao Yu asked this backward question, Chen immediately guessed what he thought.
"The timing doesn't seem to be right."
Chen was a little hesitant, it seemed that the first meeting should be more formal.
Of course there is another reason. Dad Yu cannot be the leader of his personality, at least he has to call Grandma Yu.
"Tsk!"
Chen smacked his lips, but how to explain it?
If it is not explained well, would Lao Yu think that he is resisting meeting between the two parents, causing unnecessary misunderstandings out of thin air?
Just as Chen Zhu was thinking about a proper reason, Tang Xiangyue, who was standing next to him, noticed that Chen Zhu frowned inadvertently.
No wonder she could hold Lao Yu tightly, the two of them had different levels of observation and sensitivity to the environment.
"What do you ask the parents for?"
Tang Xiangyue suddenly said loudly: "Does she still want to meet now? Lao Yu, is this an excuse you want to get rid of the intentional excuse?"
"No way!"
Tang Xiangyue lowered her voice, but put her hands on her hips and said fiercely: "There is still something between us that has not been explained clearly. If you go to meet someone, I will follow you too!"
"you……"
How could Yu Xiaoliang let Tang Xiangyue follow him and make trouble? Isn’t this a shame for Yu Xian?
"Chen."
Yu Xiaoliang immediately put away his thoughts, turned around and said, "I originally wanted to meet your parents, but today the situation is a bit special..."
"It's okay. Next time we make an appointment, we will pick up Grandma Yu."
Chen said, and gave Tang Xiangyue a glimpse of gratitude.
Tang Xiangyue seemed a little flattered and nodded in response as if he was pleased.
Chen Zai smiled slightly. He thought that this person's scene was about to be "finished". Unexpectedly, she turned her mind and completely let go of her brother Tang Quan, and actually got the opportunity to show her face.
After a few greetings and saying goodbye, Yu Xiaoliang and Tang Xiangyue couldn't help but breathe.
Tang Xiangyue was under great pressure to face Chen, but she didn't know why Yu Xiaoliang was.
"how?"
Tang Xiangyue glanced at Lao Yu and asked, "I won't go to see Chen's parents today, what are you still worried about?"
"It's not because of that."
Yu Xiaoliang was a little annoyed and stared at Yu Xian who was concentrating on the competition and said, "I was thinking that if Xian Meier won the award, she might not be able to go back to her hometown to erect a monument, but she always felt that it was against customs..."
"Why can't it?"
Tang Xiangyue said disapprovingly: "Is there anyone who argues with you about your deceased wife?"
"It's not a quarrel."
Yu Xiaoliang sighed: "Chen said it was too much trouble to go back, and now is a critical moment. One month of back and forth will affect Xian Mei'er's development. He suggested erecting a monument in Guangzhou."
Lao Yu's indecisive personality, the more decisive he needs, the easier it is for him to regret it.
This kind of person seems to need a stronger partner to help him calm his mind all the time.
"Chen?"
Tang Xiangyue's eyes moved, and suddenly changed her voice: "Actually, I think it's really a big deal to go back to her hometown. Think about it, it's more appropriate to be in Guangzhou. Let's not talk about whether Yu Xian can win the award. It will be convenient for you to pay tribute to you on the Qingming Festival in the future."
"You also think you should erect a monument in Guangzhou?"
Yu Xiaoliang unconsciously solicited other people's opinions.
"certainly!"
In order to show her position, Tang Xiangyue used her as an example: "If I die in the future, I will let Xiaoyezi bury me in Guangzhou, mainly to facilitate the children. How long will it take for the fallen leaves to return to their roots?"
“Um…”
The weight in Lao Yu's heart began to lean towards this decision again.
Seeing Yu Xiaoliang's entangled expression slowly relaxing, Tang Xiangyue thought about taking the time to tell Chen that he had worked hard on this matter.
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Chapter completed!