It took her a long time before her fingers gradually loosened.

The reels are of good quality and no nail marks are left.

Zhong Zhiwan pursed his lips and glanced at the office.

I was relieved to find that others were still busy sorting out the entries, but I didn't notice her.

She was a little out of control just now.

After putting the scroll back, Zhong Zhiwan looked cold.

If she said that this was written by Ying Zijin, she would not believe it for a hundred of them.

She had already read Ying Zijin's information from Mr. Zhong, and the information was detailed every year.

Qingshui County has a backward economy and is a poor village. Not to mention learning calligraphy, whether you can have enough food is a problem.

The words on this scroll are not well-established for decades and cannot be written.

Obviously it comes from the master of calligraphy.

Even her calligraphy teacher may not be able to write such words.

Can Ying Zijin write?

Zhong Zhiwan frowned.

She didn't expect that Ying Zijin wanted to use cheating to win the Art Festival award.

I was jealous of money, but I was really crazy about poverty.

Zhong Zhiwan had never attended the previous art festival. She turned around and asked indifferently: "Have any students cheated before?"

Hearing this, the ministers stopped and were a little surprised: "Check?"

"For example—" Zhong Zhiwan paused, "Let others help him write and draw, and then write his name and hand it over."

"This..." The Minister of Literature and Art Department thought about it, "It seems that it happened. I heard from the seniors that a student must have done this a few years ago and took the words of a famous calligrapher to participate in the competition."

"But at his age, he obviously couldn't write it out. What's even more funny is that the famous calligrapher was there that day, and it was exposed directly."

"Because the impact was too serious, it was embarrassing to the Internet, and the student was fired."

Zhong Zhiwan nodded: "I understand."

"So no one dared to cheat since then." The Minister of Literature and Arts asked, "Zhiwan, did you find out that you cheat?"

"Not that." Zhong Zhiwan smiled, "I'm not sure yet, I can't slander it casually."

"Oh." The Minister of Literature and Art Department didn't say much, lowered his head and recorded it on the roster, "Anyway, who dares to do this will definitely be done."

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Zhong Zhiwan thought about it, but took out the scroll and left the office.

**

After leaving the activity center, Zhong Zhiwan left the talent class.

On the way, I met a classmate in Class 19 who had just finished physical education class.

There were still dozens of meters away. Zhong Zhiwan saw the students around the girl, looking very excited.

Even when Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu stood beside her, they automatically took away the sharpness around them.

This is something that never happens.

Zhong Zhiwan didn't realize that many things have changed since Ying Zijin left the Talent Class.

And Mr. Zhong’s attitude towards her.

Zhong Zhiwan glanced at the girl, tightened her hands, blocked the scroll with her schoolbag, buried her head, and hurried away.

It's like being seen.

"Why did Zhong Zhiwan run away with his waist?" Xiu Yu glanced at him and said, "You can't be a thief, are you?"

Ying Zijin ate the lollipop and didn't look at it when she heard it, just said lightly: "Maybe."

"After that being said, Dad Ying, I always think you--" Xiu Yu touched his chin, "Sometimes you are like a charlatan."

Ying Zijin turned his head and raised his phoenix eyes slightly: "God's Stick?"

"I just feel that you can predict the prophets." Xiu Yu couldn't say it, he was vague, "It gives people a very mysterious feeling anyway."

"Yeah." Ying Zijin nodded, "Then I can tell you a fortune for free."

"Telling fortunes?" Xiu Yu was stunned, "Dad Ying, don't tell me, you are still a fortune teller."

Ying Zijin finished eating the lollipop and said, "No."

Diviners usually use external objects or supernatural science to explore what they want to know.

Unlike prophecy, the divination results given by the fortune teller are ambiguous.

The same goes for playing tarot cards.

She is not divination, she sees it directly.

But whether it is observing the future or the past, it will cost her too much, because these involve cause and effect.

So before she fully recovers, she usually will not use her ability to calculate divinely.

Except for the things she could know with a glance.

For example, the name, age, what will an ordinary person do?

"I'll just say." Xiu Yu just thought she was playing and didn't care much, "But Ying Dad, if you are interested in divination, you can go to the imperial capital in the future."

"There is a family of charlatans in the imperial capital. They set up stalls to tell fortunes every day, but in fact they are cheating money."

"What kind of charlatan, what do you know?" Jiang Ran sneered when he heard this, "They can really count."

"That's a big deal." Xiu Yu was furious, "I was cheated. They were dragged to draw some lottery documents while walking. As a result, I forced the payment to cancel my loan, which cheated me of my pocket money for a month."

She was so angry that she smashed the fortune teller.

Ying Zijin paused, thinking.

This style of conduct...

Um.

She yawned, returned to the class, and started a new round of sleep.

**

The Art Festival is scheduled for April 6, a total of three days.

Except for the third year of high school and third year of junior high school, other grades will be on holidays.

Since the incident with Ying Feifei, Mr. Zhong has been very concerned about Qing Zhi's every move, and this time is no exception.

Two days before the Art Festival, on Saturday, he called Ying Zijin.

"Zi Jin, aren't you attending the art festival? How about it? Do you need grandpa's help?"

He knew that this child could not learn these things before, but now it was too late to hire a teacher.

But he is just a rough man and can play chess.

"That's fine, that's fine, grandpa will go to see you then." Mr. Zhong replied with a smile, "Don't be stressed, you think it's the best thing you write about."

Zhong Zhiwan was beside him, and the more he listened, the more he became more and more confused, and she became scheming in her heart and stood up: "Grandpa, I'll go out."

If it were before, Zhong Zhiwan would go out, Mr. Zhong would definitely have given advice for a long time.

But this time he didn't say anything, just waved his hand.

Zhong Zhiwan took a deep breath and left the Zhong family.

She took a taxi and headed straight to the east of Shanghai City, and came to a villa.

In the yard, a man was weeding. After seeing her, he was a little surprised: "Zhiwan, why are you here?"

"I'll take a look at Senior Brother Lin." Zhong Zhiwan walked forward, "I still want to ask Senior Brother Lin for advice."

This is her senior brother Lin Xi, who is studying with her under a calligraphy master.

Lin Xi wiped his hands and walked into the house while asking, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Zhiwan took out the scroll, opened it, and spread it in front of the table.

"Senior Brother Lin, how do you look at this calligraphy?"

Lin Xi leaned over and was silent for a moment, then shocked: "Zhiwan, did you write this?"

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

I have to give it a mouth!

The heroine's surname is Ying Zheng's Ying, the Dead Yue Nufan.

Emperor Ying is a woman, so the word "female" in the middle is easy to remember~

The word "Bei" is in the middle of winning and losing, which is related to money.
Chapter completed!