Chapter 512 What Happened?

Wei Xiaozhen and Hao Chengze ranked second and third in the calligraphy competition, and won the second prize, as well as a prize of 1,000 yuan and a certificate.

For Hao Chengze, this was actually the result he wanted. But the only thing that made him uncomfortable was that compared to others, he had lost more than he had gained. Because of his own set of four high-level study treasures worth thousands of yuan, Zhang Yu took it away. What's even more exaggerated is that in the next competition, holding his own professional equipment, Zhang Yu went smoothly, singing all the way and winning the final prize.

When Hao Chengze thought about this, he was furious. You must know that if the guy hadn't forcibly taken away his set of high-level equipment, he would have achieved the current results in ten chances. If you don't get it right, you will be able to win the final championship. If the local tyrant old man is also a brainless man, and he also likes his own work, wouldn't he post it himself? In the final analysis, it was that guy who stole his luck and opportunity. Thinking of this, his face was naturally ugly.

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The award presentation for the calligraphy group was over, and then came the award presentation for the painting group... Zhang Yu almost didn't step down, Sun Qiang and a few people took over his trophy and certificate, and then the second award was given. The prizes are almost the same as the calligraphy competition, but this time the person who gave him the award was Wu Yi, president of the Zhonghai Artists Association.

After the awards were all over, the winners and the judges in the field, the staff of the competition organizing committee, and celebrities from the cultural and educational circles took a group photo.

As the double champion of this game, Zhang Yu was naturally placed in the center of everyone. From the same period of last year, Zhang Yu's face was full of smiles, and Hao Chengze, who was standing next to him, always seemed to be constipated.

The photo is over... Ning Qin and Zhang Yu explained a few words with a smile on their faces, and left the competition hall with a few people in the same group.

Wei Zongyuan exchanged a few words with the people around him, said goodbye, and then went to Zhang Yu's side and said, "Zhang Yu! I will take your three calligraphy works in a while! Send me your bank card number, I'll ask someone to transfer money to you. By the way! If you sell that peony picture, I can ask for 200,000 yuan to buy it."

When the people around heard this, they all bared their teeth in secret... This kid can be regarded as making a mess today! When you meet a local tyrant who doesn't care about money, compared to the income of hundreds of thousands, the bonus of several thousand yuan seems to be unnecessary.

Of course it was useless for Zhang Yu to keep that piece of work, so he nodded... Although hundreds of thousands are not a lot of money for him now, but who can think that he has too much money, someone can save money by buying it and take it home with him trouble.

Zhang Yu sent the bank card number according to the phone number Wei Zongyuan reported to him... When Wei Zongyuan saw that Zhang Yu had sent the card number, he made a phone call. Soon Zhang Yu received a text message from his bank, and the 700,000 yuan was successfully credited to the account. .

Wei Xiaozhen felt a little unhappy when he saw that his grandfather spent hundreds of thousands to buy Zhang Yu's works. Although Zhang Yu's painting and calligraphy skills are very high, no matter what, Zhang Yu is just a newcomer and a student. In this case, can his works really have an investment value of hundreds of thousands? Wei Xiaozhen actually did not approve of this situation.

Zhang Yu said that he really admired the old Wei in front of him. He didn't know himself at all, so he dared to buy his own works. But no matter what, the other party is very happy to recognize his work. As for whether the final value is up to standard, Zhang Yu has confidence in himself, it just takes a little time to settle.

Wei Zongyuan asked the driver to put away several of Zhang Yu's works, and then went to separate with Liu Huanlin and Wu Yi, nodded to Zhang Yu, turned and left.

Wei Xiaozhen saw that his grandfather was gone, and he also left with a group of people from Beitong High School...

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Liu Huanlin and Wu Yi, respectively, asked Zhang Yu for a phone number... Although the two have a high status in the painting and calligraphy circle of Zhonghai City, they are not the kind of people who pride themselves on their identity. And with Zhang Yu's perverted talent, it can be said that in the hearts of the two of them, they already thought that he was qualified to be on a par with them. It is believed that with the passage of time, Zhang Yu is likely to become a rising upstart in the national painting and calligraphy circle. Now handing over Zhang Yu as a potential stock will definitely be more beneficial than detrimental to the future.

The two exchanged phone numbers with Zhang Yu, and they said goodbye and left... When all this was done, almost everyone in the venue had left. Except for Sun Qiang from No. 1 Middle School who had not left, the rest were some staff cleaning the grounds.

Zhang Yu came to a few people and said with a smile: "Let's go! I invite everyone to go out and have a meal. It's a celebration!"

"That's great!" Lu Xuan patted his stomach when he heard the words, and said, "I'm starving to death! I can eat several hamburgers now. By the way! Let's go to McDonald's!"

"I don't like going to McDonald's!" Deng Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "It's better to eat potato flour! I know a family's potato flour, which is very delicious."

Sun Qiang said with a smile: "You two are really boring! The local tyrants invite you to dinner today, how can you only eat McDonald's and potato flour. Why is it worth it to have a seafood dinner!"

"Eat seafood at this time? It's not good!" Lu Xuan heard a little stunned.

Deng Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "I don't like seafood! Let's eat potato flour!"

Sun Qiang didn't expect that Deng Xiaoyu didn't want to eat good things, but he wanted to eat cheap ones, which was speechless enough.

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Let's go! Go to the Zhongjie Food City. There are potato flour and seafood there! If you want to eat it, you can soak the potato flour and lobster together and eat it."

"Pay attention to this!" Sun Qiang and Lu Xuan expressed their support in unison... Several people left the competition hall together.

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Zhang Yu and several people went down the stairs from the second floor of the Palace of Culture... Suddenly, a group of people surrounded them.

Out of curiosity, a few people naturally came over to see what happened!

When Zhang Yu approached, he unexpectedly found Wei Zongyuan sitting on the ground, looking a little out of breath, being supported by the driver... Wei Xiaozhen's eyes were red, and he knelt beside him, looking flustered.

Liu Huanlin was on the phone and seemed to be calling an ambulance... while Wu Yi was squatting on the side, holding a bottle of water and a towel, and was wiping Wei Zongyuan's face.

When Zhang Yu saw it, he knew that something seemed to have happened... He looked around and saw a group of people from the Beitong High School, also standing aside, each with a sad face.

Zhang Yu walked over and said, "Hey! What happened to Mr. Wei?" (To be continued...)

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