"Oh my god, this is the work that advanced from the adult competition, right? Why is there the calligraphy of Xue Gaozhi, the 'Saint of Calligraphy and Painting'? Am I seeing things?"

"Yes, I saw it too. Oh, the Chinese painting next to it also has the same handwriting as Xue Gaozhi. How is that possible?"

"It is very similar, but if you look closely, it's not quite the same. I looked online at Xue Gaozhi's calligraphy and paintings stored in museums. If you don't compare them, you might not be able to tell the difference. But once you compare them carefully, you will find that the artistic conception of Xue Gaozhi's original works is obviously higher than the artistic conception of the calligraphy and paintings we see now."

"So what if it's a little off? Everyone in this world knows that Xue Gaozhi's calligraphy is the most difficult to imitate, because his unrestrained and uninhibited demeanor, which comes from seeing through the mundane world, is not something that everyone can imitate. Who is this amazing person? I want to see. Luo Yu? Why does this name sound so familiar?"

"Luo Yu? It's a familiar name, but I just can't remember where I've heard it."

"Hey, this name is the same as the one that scored the perfect score in the liberal arts this year."

"I checked, and it's really the same name."

"Ah, I remember now. No wonder he looks so familiar. He's the top scorer this year. Oh my god, what's wrong with his brain? Not only is he so good at studying, but he can even imitate Xue Gaozhi's paintings. It's simply amazing."

"Big news, hurry up and post it on WeChat Moments."

…

As soon as the qualifying list was announced, Zhao Kunming and Lin Dongliang were about to look for Luo Yu, but he had already run away. They could only stare at each other anxiously. It seemed they would have to talk to him after the competition tomorrow.

During the original competition, the old man standing next to Luo Yu was stunned when he saw Luo Yu's competition work. He had seen Luo Yu's works in previous competitions. To be more precise, he had seen all the works in the competition. However, Luo Yu's calligraphy and painting yesterday, while good, were not as good as this! With this level of skill, is this competition even necessary?

The old man couldn't help blushing when he remembered what he had said to the boy before the match. With the boy's level, it was only natural for him to be arrogant because he had the capital to do so.

The next day was the finals, and Luo Yu arrived at the competition venue early. Since both of his skills were upgraded to advanced levels, he no longer had to worry about mission failure, because among all the contestants present, no one's calligraphy and painting skills could surpass his, and the championship was already a sure thing.

There were still more than ten minutes left before the competition. Today was the finals, and there were more people than yesterday. Luo Yu even saw many foreigners. Suddenly, the phone rang. Luo Yu took out the phone and saw that it was Zhang Wenchuan calling.

Luo Yu raised his brow slightly. Zhang Wenchuan hadn't called since he hadn't made it to the university's calligraphy and painting competition. As a teacher, he put all his energy into the students in the competition, and Luo Yu could understand that.

"Hello, is this Mr. Luo? Where are you now?" Zhang Wenchuan asked Luo Yu directly. He was extremely anxious and had no time to talk nonsense.

"I'm in the square outside the adult competition venue." Luo Yu answered truthfully.

"That's great. Just where you are, don't go away. I'll come find you right now."

"I……"

“Beep, beep…”

Before Luo Yu could finish speaking, the phone was hung up. What was so urgent?

Less than two minutes later, Luo Yu saw a middle-aged man running towards him. Upon closer inspection, it was Zhang Wenchuan. After seeing Luo Yu, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He stood there gasping for breath. After waiting for a few seconds, he said to Luo Yu breathlessly, "Come on, follow me quickly, or it will be too late."

"What are you talking about?" Luo Yu was a little confused. He still had to participate in a competition later!

"Time is running out, let's talk while we walk." Zhang Wenchuan began to stride forward. After a few steps, he found that Luo Yu had not caught up, so he turned back and said, "Let's go, why are you still standing there?"

"Teacher, I have something to do and may not be able to leave. If you have anything, you can tell me here." This is a big matter concerning his own attribute points. Luo Yu certainly can't just follow Zhang Wenchuan away casually, but seeing that Zhang Wenchuan looked very anxious, Luo Yu had to ask clearly. If there is anything, he will try his best to help if he can.

Looking at Luo Yu's expression, he would not follow him if he did not explain clearly. Zhang Wenchuan was helpless and looked at his watch. There were still ten minutes, which was enough. Then he looked up at Luo Yu and said, "I don't know what your urgent matter is, but this time it is not just a question of the honor of our Beijing University, but a question of the reputation of all universities in China. In this university calligraphy and painting competition, I don't know where the University of Indland found a group of top students to participate, and they are all foreign students. If they win this calligraphy and painting competition, where will the reputation of so many universities in China be put? And where will the reputation of our country, which calls itself the 'Ancient Country of Calligraphy and Painting', be put?"

So that's how it is, but what does this have to do with him? Luo Yu remembered that because he didn't have time to sign in on the first day, he was not eligible to participate in the university group competition. Why did Zhang Wenchuan come to him again now?

As if he could see Luo Yu's confusion, Zhang Wenchuan continued, "One of our school's contestants has had an accident, so we can let the substitute take the field. You're the only one qualified. If you have anything to do, please postpone it. Come with me."

Zhang Wenchuan was anxious and helpless. He had considered Luo Yu to be the main player from the beginning, but Luo Yu was late and did not sign in, which meant he would lose his eligibility to participate. So although Zhang Wenchuan was disappointed to lose Luo Yu as the main player, the situation was different now. The substitutes must be registered, that is, they registered their names but did not play in the game. In this case, the registered but non-playing people will be directly designated as substitutes. As long as the official contestants encounter an accident, the substitutes can play.

It's not just about the school's honor, but now it's about the reputation of all Chinese universities. Isn't this a bit too much? Luo Yu is in a dilemma. If he really enters the university group's calligraphy and painting competition, he will have to give up the adult group competition. If so, he won't be able to complete the mission, and his attribute points on the attribute board will be deducted by half. Such a price is too high.

Luo Yu was hesitating. Zhang Wenchuan here couldn't wait any longer. He didn't care about anything and just pulled Luo Yu away. "Don't think about it, classmate Luo. There's no time."

Seeing its host being dragged away, the system became anxious, "Host, do you really want to follow him? If you do, your mission will fail."

"I know what to do."

As Luo Yu was speaking, Zhang Wenchuan had already pulled him directly to the sign-in location and said to the staff, "Kyoto University College Group Calligraphy and Painting Competition, alternate Luo Yu is signing in."

The staff member glanced at Zhang Wenchuan and Luo Yu and said in a businesslike manner, "Please show your ID cards." This calligraphy and painting competition is also very rigorous.

"Student Luo, hurry up and give me your ID card." Zhang Wenchuan looked anxious.

Luo Yu glanced at Zhang Wenchuan and sighed, then took out his ID card. After the staff verified it, they handed Luo Yu his participant's ID card. Then Zhang Wenchuan dragged Luo Yu along and they ran again, finally arriving back at the competition venue before the start of the competition.

"Teacher Zhang..."

"Teacher Zhang, have you found the person?"

"The game is about to begin."

After seeing Zhang Wenchuan, several students from Kyoto University who came to participate in the competition left and surrounded him.

"I know. Fortunately, I made it in time. I brought the person here." Zhang Wenchuan stepped aside, and Luo Yu appeared in front of everyone behind him. After seeing Luo Yu, the eyes of several people from Kyoto University lit up, but they soon began to worry again.

"Luo Yu? Teacher Zhang, are you looking for Luo Yu? Although I heard that his calligraphy is good, we are looking for a master who can paint Chinese paintings."

"Yes, calligraphy and Chinese painting are two different things. Teacher, isn't this too hasty?"

In fact, when a few people first knew that Luo Yu was going to compete on behalf of Zeng Xu, they began to question it. However, this was a decision made by the school and the teachers, and they could not change it. Later, Luo Yu did not have time to sign in and lost the qualification for the competition. They were actually a little lucky. After all, although they heard that Luo Yu qualified for the competition because he defeated Zeng Xu, they did not see it with their own eyes. Everyone actually did not know what Luo Yu's level was. Who knows if this matter is not a rumor, or because Zeng Xu was not in good shape at that time, so he lost to Luo Yu carelessly. After all, they know Zeng Xu's level. People make mistakes and horses stumble.

The college calligraphy and painting competition was actually a team competition, with six participants: three in calligraphy and three in traditional Chinese painting. Because it was a team competition, they could add a substitute to prevent accidents. This time, because Luo Yu was late and couldn't participate, the original substitute, the only female member of the team, was replaced, and Luo Yu became the substitute.

"If not Luo Yu, who else can we find? He is the only one who is qualified to participate in this competition. Don't you know the rules of the competition?" After finally pulling them over, these people actually questioned Luo Yu's ability. Zhang Wenchuan was a little angry. It was already this late, and they were still fighting among themselves.

Seeing the students opposite him lower their heads one by one, looking like they admitted their mistakes, Zhang Wenchuan's tone softened a little. "Just because you don't understand him doesn't mean he doesn't have the ability. Since Luo Yu can represent the school in this competition, it proves that he is capable. Now that the competition is almost here, I hope you will focus all your energy on it."

"yes."

Several people knew that they had indeed done something wrong just now, and they really shouldn't do this at this time, because what Zhang Wenchuan said just now was right. Even if Luo Yu didn't have the ability, he was the only one who was qualified to participate in the competition, so they could only try their best.