My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

Why?

It's just that Ye Banglan can participate in the calligraphy competition, why should he be brought along?

Looking at the stunned principal of No. 7 Middle School, Su Xubai's eyes became even colder. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ

Feeling guilty?

Even if the principal gives Ye Wanlan more opportunities to contact him, he will never agree!

The principal of No. 7 Middle School looked a little colder and did not explain anything: "You can go out."

Of course, Su Xubai wouldn't stay any longer and turned around to leave.

After returning to Class 2, Xue Yiwei saw that his face was not very good, and asked with concern: "Xu Bai, did the principal say anything to you?"

"What are you talking about?" Su Xubai couldn't help but laugh, "Let me take Ye Turn the Lan to participate in next year's calligraphy competition."

Xue Yiwei was also shocked: "Has she also learned calligraphy?"

"I don't know, I don't know, and I don't want to know." Su Xubai said lightly, "I refused. It's impossible to start from me."

There are too many people who want to get close to the Su family. How can he not see that Ye Banlan has been trying to please Su Xueqing?

It's true that Su Xueqing's surname is Su, but it's a pity that she is just an abandoned son and will not be able to return to the Su family forever.

In the end, Ye Turnan's actions were all in vain, and his efforts were in vain.

Xue Yiwei breathed a long sigh of relief: "Ignore her, but Xu Bai, her score on this math test..."

Among the twelve schools, only two received perfect scores.

If it were anyone else, Xue Yiwei would at most be aroused to be competitive.

But this person turned the tide at night, and she felt extremely unbalanced.

"One exam can't explain anything. Maybe she has done similar questions." Su Xubai was noncommittal, "We have gotten perfect scores before. When did we advertise it and publicize it as much as she did?"

It's better to keep a low profile as a person, otherwise you won't know how you died if you were shot first.

**

On the other side, Ye Banglan is listening to the rules of the calligraphy competition.

"This is a national youth calligraphy competition, restricted to teenagers aged 16-25." Teacher Xu said, "It is held every three years by the Yunjing Art Center and is divided into preliminary, semi-finals and finals. The results will be released, the rematch will be in March, and the finals will be in April.”

Ye Banglan was silent for a moment: "I was thinking that I was a bit of a bully when I joined the youth group."

Counting the years in the cycle, she has spent more than a thousand years.

"Where are you bullying?" Teacher Xu glared, "You are not even twenty years old, but you are so powerful. Is there any problem? No!"

There are plenty of geniuses in the world!

Ye Banlan nodded: "How to pass the preliminary and semi-finals?"

"It's very simple. In the preliminary round, auditions are held in each city, and ten works are selected according to the rankings and sent to Yunjing." Teacher Xu continued, "The semi-finals will be scored by the judging panel of the Yunjing Art Center, and thirty works will be left in the end. When two people compete in the finals, with your ability, it is not a problem to get the top three."

He has always been paying close attention to the calligraphy world. One person can participate in the China Youth Calligraphy Competition up to three times.

In the last competition, a 16-year-old contestant stood out and crushed other promising seeded contestants. He made a surprise in the finals and won the first place.

Now that almost nine years have passed, this person must be more capable.

The most important thing is that the calligraphy school that this person learned is also cold muscles and bones.

Among the many calligraphy schools, apart from the calligraphy of Princess Yongning, the most popular ones are Han Yunsheng and Fuguang.

Just because Princess Yongning’s style is very unique, it’s hard to imitate.

Ye Banglan listened carefully: "Are you going to Yunjing for the finals?"

"That's right, I will accompany you when the time comes." Teacher Xu said with a smile, "You haven't been to Yunjing yet, have you? As the center of China, Yunjing is very prosperous and has many hidden powers."

Ye Banglan smiled slightly: "The location of the ancient selection is very good. Yunjing, like Fengyuan, is a geomantic treasure land that can gather luck and bring together strong people."

"Feng Yuan..." Teacher Xu was stunned for a moment and sighed heavily, "If there hadn't been that war three hundred years ago, Fengyuan would probably still be very prosperous today."

There were many outstanding emperors in the Ning Dynasty, and there were also foolish and ignorant emperors. However, there were only three most outstanding emperors.

Ning Taizu conquered the vast territory of Ning Dynasty, declared it to the world, and established the country of Ning.

Ning Zhaozong reintegrated the separated and disintegrated China into a monolith and moved the capital to Fengyuan.

There is also Princess Yongning, who was posthumously named "Emperor Yongning" by Ning Zhaozong, who also helped the world.

After the fall of the Ning Dynasty, the remaining people rebuilt their homes on the broken land. Fengyuan suffered a severe blow, so it chose Yunjing as its capital.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred years have passed.

Although Fengyuan has now entered the modern society, he has fallen far behind from the number one position in the world.

"Yeah." Ye Banlan chuckled, "It will be very prosperous."

Fengyuan is in the north and Jiangcheng is in the south. She has not seen Fengyuan three hundred years later.

"Oh, let's not talk about these sad things." Teacher Xu waved his hand, "Although the preliminary competition is free, but student Ye, I will give you a direction. Write more poems about supporting the light, or poems about the sound of cold clouds."

Ye Banlan raised her eyebrows: "What about the memorial written by Princess Yongning? Can't you write more?"

"Write less, you really have to write less. It's not that you can't write, but you're afraid of overturning." Teacher Xu shook his head, "You don't know that three years ago, a contestant overturned on the spot. Princess Yongning's memorial must be really in the right place." Only a person in her position can write soul!"

"Okay." Ye Banglan agreed, "Then let's write the memorial."

Teacher Xu: "..."

Why can’t my classmates eat enough food and salt at night?

"That's fine, you do what you like." Teacher Xu couldn't help extinguishing her enthusiasm, "But... can you give me a set of words? I can exchange for others."

"No problem." Ye Banlan asked, "It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Teacher Xu happily went to get the rice paper and writing brushes from the cabinet.

The leader of the physics team passing by shook his head: "Oh, another one is crazy."

**

At night, the Lin family's old house.

"A Lan, come and sit down quickly." Lin Weilan called to Ye Tuanlan, "I've been working hard these past few days. I blame Huai Jin for not saying anything. I think I'll sew his mouth shut in the future!"

She only found out about the Yuandao Chemical Plant after reading the police report.

Lin Huaijin complained: "Mom, it's not my fault."

"Grandma, I didn't let my uncle and the others tell you." Ye Banlan poured a cup of tea, "You're not in good health. I'm afraid you'll hurt your body. Isn't that okay?"

"I know." Lin Weilan sighed, "But I can't let you take on such a thing. The Shen Ning Grass last time already cost you so much effort."

"It's no trouble." Ye Banlan smiled silently, "I'm very happy to be able to help you."

What she fears is that when she is able, everyone around her will be dead.

"Okay, A Lan, let's eat. How about today's sweet and sour pork ribs." Lin Weilan turned to Lin Zhenyu and asked, "Where is Xiao Yue? He's not here today?"

"He went to live with his father." Lin Handu said lightly, "If he wants to come back, he can come back. If he doesn't want to come back, forget it."

Lin Weilan touched her head and sighed softly: "If you are too tired to be alone, you can find someone to accompany you."

When Lin Yue and Lin Qin were five years old, Lin Yuyu discovered that her husband was cheating on her husband. She divorced her decisively without giving him any chance.

The Lin family is a female housekeeper, so Lin Weilan naturally fully supports her.

"Mom, look what you said, why do I have to find someone to accompany me when I'm tired?" Lin Handu chuckled, "I can hire a few more housekeeping aunts. Besides, Qinqin has grown up, so she doesn't need to worry about me. What kind of heart."

Love is not everything in her life, she still has a career to take care of.

Lin Handu's only regret was that she was not very talented in playing the guqin and could not help Lin Weilan, so she pinned all her hopes on Lin Qin.

Lin Weilan laughed: "I'm afraid you'll work too hard, but you decide how to live your life."

Lin Qin remained silent and did not speak. He just took the food and put it in his mouth.

After dinner, she hesitated for a long time before she finally called out to Ye Banlan and picked up a few books she had prepared: "Here are some books on the basics of guqin. You can take them and read them first."

"It's very useful. I'll put it away." Ye Banlan took it and handed her a bag.

Lin Qin was stunned. When she came to her senses, Ye Banglan had already gone upstairs.

The familiar scent drove her to open the bag, and inside was a box of peach blossom cakes.

She picked up a piece and the peach blossom cake melted in her mouth, sweet but not greasy.

"Qinqin, it's time to practice the piano, eh -" Lin Handu came over and saw the peach blossom cake in Lin Qin's hand, "Your cousin bought it for you? She understands your taste and knows that you don't like too sweet food. Tired."

Lin Qin raised his head: "Mom, don't you think something strange has happened to her in the past four years?"

When Lin Qin said this, Lin Handu was also stunned: "Strange?"

"Even if a person's personality changes drastically due to a rebellious period or other reasons, some things will not change." Lin Qin said calmly, "So I say there is something obviously wrong with her."

Lin Zhiyu thought for a moment and smiled: "Qinqin, mom is not as smart as you, so I only look at what's in front of me. A Lan is good now, and that's enough."

But this did not dispel Lin Qin's doubts. Instead, it worsened. Unfortunately, she couldn't understand it at all.

"Mom, I'm going to practice the piano right now." Lin Qin shook his head and went upstairs.

**

Early the next morning.

The dean of academic affairs had just entered the office humming a tune, and before his butt was warm from sitting, he saw the principal of No. 7 Middle School running over in a hurry.

"Has the total score come out?"

The dean of academic affairs pushed up his glasses: "It should be out, right? The Chinese scores were uploaded in the early morning after working overtime yesterday."

"Open it as soon as it comes out." The principal of No. 7 Middle School urged, "Hurry, hurry!"

"Please let me turn on the computer first." The dean of academic affairs said helplessly, "How can the results change? Aren't they the same as before? There is nothing new. What are you anxious to see?"

The screen lit up, he opened the background, and the total score of this final exam popped up.

Good morning~~

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