This is the registration list for the 'Traditional Chinese Style Competition'. Interested students are welcome to participate.
Campus awards include cash prizes and gifts. If you advance to the provincial or national competitions and win awards, you'll receive academic credits and a little red flower (a symbol of academic achievement).
Only ink and watercolor paintings are accepted.
He picked up the chalk and wrote meticulously in a small corner: Participate in the traditional Chinese style competition to win prizes, and register with the class monitor.
The class monitor's handwriting was very neat, with straight horizontal and vertical strokes.
Mu Siyu was somewhat tempted: "Although I'm not very good at it, I'd like to give it a try."
"Little Yuzu, why don't you join me?" Mu Siyu pouted, looking at Little Yuzu pitifully.
Little Yuzu nodded: "Yes, yes, I've already participated. There are prizes for the national competition."
"Xiao Youzi will definitely be able to participate in the national competition!" Wen Tian said decisively, picking up her pen: "Class monitor, I want to sign up."
Seeing this, Mu Siyu was not to be outdone: "I want to sign up too!"
"cut!"
Jiang Qian rolled his eyes dismissively: "See? You all want to participate! I was much more prescient and signed up in advance!"
"You think you're so smart?" Mu Siyu retorted to Jiang Qian without any politeness. "I'll definitely crush you."
Jiang Qian said disdainfully, "You? You have no idea how amazing I am! My painting skills are unparalleled..."
"Stop it, Jiang Qian," the class monitor said quietly. "You'd better not say anything more; you got a D- on your marine environmental protection assignment."
Jiang Qian: ...
Devastated, Jiang Qian slumped onto the table, speechless.
Seeing this, Mu Siyu couldn't bear it and comforted him, saying, "Alright, Jiang Qian, draw well this time."
"Waaah, you guys really don't know how to appreciate things!" Jiang Qian muttered in dissatisfaction.
This made Mu Siyu swallow back her words of comfort.
If I had known, I wouldn't have comforted this person!
They are absolutely ungrateful!
The class monitor didn't engage in banter with them; instead, his gaze fell on Wen Shuqin, who was standing behind Jiang Qian: "Shuqin, would you like to join in?"
"Okay, when do we submit it?" Wen Shuqin glanced at Xiaoyouzi without leaving a trace.
The class monitor glanced at the time: "The Friday after next, May 13th."
"Okay." Wen Shuqin nodded in agreement and wrote his name on the registration form.
After he finished writing, he handed the registration form to Xiaoyouzi: "Register now, Xiaoyouzi."
"Okay." Little Yuzu quickly wrote her name and handed it to Wen Tian behind her: "Sweetie, do you want to join us?"
Wen Tian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go with you!"
*
Time flies.
Before we knew it, it was afternoon and school was over.
Little Yuzu slung her backpack over her shoulder and said, "Okay, school's over. I'm going back to draw now. Bye everyone!"
"Goodbye, little pomelo!"
After saying goodbye to everyone, Xiaoyouzi rushed out of the classroom.
"Wait a minute, Little Yuzu, don't go yet." Just then, a male voice came from not far away.
Little Yuzu stopped in her tracks, turned around, and glanced at it...
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