Chapter 613: 612. Beat him up! Chapter 613: 612. Beat him up! Although this was a question, the tone carried a hint of assertiveness. Tang Shu felt that if she didn’t agree, the top-tier actress would probably co knocking on her door to catch her personally.
She looked up at the calendar on the right, pondering for a mont.
“How could I not attend when Sister Geng invites ? What ti in the evening, and where is the location?”
Geng Qiuqiu, hearing the definite answer, didn’t hesitate to report a series of addresses.
“Rember to dress up pretty. It’s not just the crew at the celebration banquet but also several investors who have made a killing, and there will be no shortage of reporters either.”
There might even be a red carpet waiting outside.
“I got it.”
After ending the call, the busy Tang Shu received the edited video from Shen Yan, uploaded it to the official website of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and clicked the submit button.
The third round of the National Calligraphy and Painting Association’s judging would end at five o’clock this afternoon.
On this day, the contestants who had made it into the top hundred had been eagerly waiting in front of their computers for the news, and Song Qingyuan from Yun Province was among them.
“I wonder if I can make it through the third round? I’m so excited!”
With a slap, the person mumbling to himself was suddenly smacked by his roommate.
“Co on, when did our dorm’s little genius start lacking confidence? Weren’t you the one who boasted about being unbeatable by anyone?”
“Right, who was it that was talking last month about going to the capital next month, intending to dazzle everyone with their brilliance?”
Song Qingyuan touched his smacked forehead, looking wronged.
“I was confident before, but I have been beaten terribly three tis in a row… You don’t know, my judge this ti was the Great Demon King again.”
As a contestant from Other Province, Song Qingyuan could be said to have “invincible” bad luck.
First, he issued a Challenge Beyond One’s Level because he questioned the rationality of the judge Shi Yu Yu, then suffered consecutive defeats in traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy, losing his original ranking. After that, in the second and third rounds, he drew Shi Yu Yu as his judge every single ti.
Traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy were separate competitions, and even the judges were chosen separately.
But!
He drew Shi Yu Yu twice in a row for both contests!
How small was the probability for that to happen, and yet it was all encountered by him? It really did cost him dearly to challenge others.
“I just don’t get it. According to mathematical calculations, the probability for both subjects twice is one in sixteen. How co it’s always him?”
Song Qingyuan claid it was taphysics!
He was almost traumatized by the beatings—
His roommates looked at each other and revealed a schadenfreude expression.
“It’s because you’re always so arrogant. Soone couldn’t stand it and sent the Great Demon King to teach you a lesson.”
“How does it feel to be up against a tough one, is it especially frustrating?”
“Now you finally understand how we felt when you slaughtered us, right? Tell us about your feelings now.”
“Are you feeling super irritable, wanting to shut yourself away, finding food tasteless, and unable to sleep?”
Song Qingyuan, speechless, glanced around at everyone and secretly imagined punishing his irritating friends as the archvillain Boss over and over again in his mind.
“Let put it bluntly, no matter how bad I am, I’m still better than you all—”
“Guys, let’s beat him up!”
The dormitory suddenly turned into a scene of martial law—oh no, it was a one-sided beatdown. Five minutes later, the disheveled Song Qingyuan sat back in front of his computer.
The others clamored, “Hurry up and click on it, you wimp!”
“What are you worried about? Your ranking in both the traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy lists has improved again. What are you scared of?”
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