After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

She met her little fan in reality.

This little fan didn't know she was there yet.

There was a feeling in Nanhuang's heart that he wanted to give some advice to his juniors.

Yes, she has fans.

Thinking of this, Nanhuang took out his mobile phone, logged into the website, and actually found "Sha Feng" in the friends column.

A boy holding a long-haired white cat in his arms.

From this point of view, this boy is Mo Shafeng himself.

In the dialog box, you can also see the chat history from a year ago, which shows the unwillingness and persistence of the young man after the comparison.

There really is such a thing.

She edited a paragraph: "Sha Feng. I saw your work just now. It's not bad, it can score 85 points."

After all, I have little experience, some places are too complicated, and some places need to be filled in.

His work could be even better.

She continued editing. "The following are my revisions..."

After she finished typing her comments and sent them to her, she logged off the internet.

Cen Si's face was excited: "Senior! Do you want some milk tea? I'll treat you to some milk tea!"

Nanhuang asked: "Aren't you here waiting for your results?"

"It doesn't matter. If there is a ranking, there will definitely be one. Buying milk tea won't waste time." Cen Si said with a smile.

Nanhuang raised his lips and smiled: "Okay."

Mo Shafeng lazily walked down with his notebook on his back. He found a quiet and deserted corner and sat on the ground.

I took out my mobile phone and while waiting for the boring time, I wanted to go online to see if there were any interesting tasks.

After logging into the International Technology Network, he saw a profile picture frame flashing among his friends. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but after he opened it, he was shocked for a moment. Suddenly, he jumped up from the ground.

"Huang Tian?! Is it Huang Tian?!" He quickly clicked on her profile picture, and actually clicked several times before he successfully clicked it.

The lingua franca of the international science and technology network is English. What he saw was the text sent by Huang Tian in English.

Is she from country Z? Is she here to watch the three-school competition?

Young Mo Shafeng's hands were shaking.

Huangtian is here? Did he get very close to Huangtian just now?

Did Huang Tian see his performance? What did he do just now? ! !

What did he do just now? He seemed to have only said three words: "See for yourself."

The belated embarrassment made the young man's face turn red for a moment.

Oh my god, what did he just do?

He wanted to see what else Huang Tian had sent, but his eyes were blurry and he couldn't see clearly the code she sent.

His heart was beating wildly. After reading the code with difficulty, he tried hard to suppress his emotions and pressed the message to reply.

"You came to Xicheng University? Where are you?"

"I've finished reading your code. Well, you modified it better than I did. I still have some questions to ask you. Can you come and see me?"

"I'm sorry, my performance on stage was not very good just now."

"are you still there?"

Huang Tian didn't reply, but he couldn't contain his excitement and excitement.

Huang Tian came and was very close to him.

She saw him, saw his work!

I wonder what kind of person Huang Tian is, is he a man or a woman?

Could it be students participating from the other two schools? No, he didn't see Huangtian's style works.

Could it be a professor from another school?

That must be it.

Nanhuang was drinking milk tea. Not long after, Xie Ziran came over. "Nanhuang, your game is about to start. Hurry up and get ready."

Nanhuang still focused on drinking milk tea.

Xie Ziran grabbed her, and Cen Si couldn't stop laughing. "Senior, please go quickly. I'll go over and watch your game when it's ready."

Nanhuang then turned his head and nodded at her. "Um."

Nanhuang and Xie Ziran went to the calligraphy competition area.

Xicheng University is very big. Even if you ride a bicycle, it will take half a dozen or thirty minutes to get from one competition area to that competition area.

Nanhuang and Xie Ziran rode slowly and leisurely.

She remembered that Master Rong Wu had mentioned to her before that in this competition among the three schools, he, Master Rong Wu, was a judging teacher, and it seemed that he was a calligraphy teacher.

That should be it.

The technology competition is coming to an end. Not long after, the results of the technology competition came out.

Mo Shafeng, first place in the three-school technology competition.

Cen Si, third place in the three-school technology competition.

The rankings of each school in the middle were reported, and Xicheng University won first and third place in the science and technology competition.

Cen Si was very happy and quickly called Nanhuang to tell her her results. Nanhuang smiled and congratulated her.

Not long after, the top ten in the competition came on stage to receive their awards. Cen Si sent a message: "Senior, I'm going to receive an award. I'll go find you after receiving it."

"OK, all right."

Cen Si happily stepped onto the stage. While she was happy for herself, she was also happy for Mo Shafeng, the genius of her school.

After the awards were given, the host invited the first place winner, Mo Shafeng, to say a few words.

The students from the College of Science and Technology of Xicheng University, who originally thought that Mo Shafeng would never say anything, actually felt that Mo Shafeng looked at the audience respectfully, and the handsome young man said: "Senior, I am very happy that you can Watch my game.”

After saying that, he bowed respectfully.

The audience was stunned for a moment, everyone, look at me and I look at you. Even the teachers and professors at Xicheng University were confused. Who is the senior Mo Shafeng is talking about?

After speaking, Mo Shafeng moved the microphone over, and when he looked at the professors from the other two universities, his expressions were filled with inquiry and respect.

The professors who came with Imperial City University and Nancheng University were all confused. However, enjoying the respectful eyes of outstanding juniors is also a pleasant thing in itself.

The calligraphy competition area is already overcrowded.

Because calligraphy itself is a national quintessence, even though there are many people here, everyone is very quiet and not noisy.

Nanhuang is waiting for the game arrangements.

Xie Ziran told her: "For this calligraphy competition, in addition to the professors from the three schools, there is also a figure like Taishan Beidou from the Calligraphy Association. You see, it is him, Mr. Yuan. He has published many copybooks for young people. The children learn. His fonts are marked online, and if you want to use them commercially, you have to pay a lot of money."

Nanhuang nodded: "Yeah. Actually, I'm not very good at calligraphy. Brother, don't act so expectant."

"How can I not look forward to it? No matter whether you can win the prize or not, as an elder brother, you are looking forward to it." Xie Ziran whispered, "Little sister, the Xie family has been a master of calligraphy for nearly a thousand years. In the early years, those were the calligraphy tutors around the emperor."

Nanhuang was helpless. When did this happen?

Xie Ziran continued: "But in my generation, no one can write well. Your brother and I have been laughed at a lot. So you have to work hard to save face for your brother."

Xie Ziran looked at Nanhuang seriously.

Nanhuang smiled helplessly: "Okay, then I'll try my best to win a prize."

On the side, a girl said to the boy next to her: "Xi Jing, these days, everyone wants to win calligraphy awards casually."