Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 321 You Go, You Go

You you on the line.

  The girl directly shook her face, raised her head and glared at the people in the office. She was extremely dissatisfied with the unclaimed bear child and let herself be humiliated.

   "Okay, since you are so big, you must be able to use pen and ink, otherwise you will try to see if you are good at talking or working hard at your hands."

  Her aggressive posture made everyone around her a little embarrassed, hoping that the girl could admit a mistake and let it down the stairs.

   Helpless today, this bear kid did not retreat but moved forward. Not only did he nod his head, he also offered a suggestion coolly.

   "It's a bit boring to write by myself. It's better to be with me, so that I can see the ability of a famous teacher to make a good disciple." Qin Qing's language is mild, and the appearance is pure and harmless, but Mianli's skills can vomit blood.

   "Okay, I will let you little girl see what it means to be ignorant of the sky and earth." The girl just hits one point, and is easily hit by the aggressive technique.

  When everyone saw that the matter was going to be a big deal, they were going to have an open competition. Several groups of people immediately gathered to persuade them, but they could only help prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones without any results.

"Hey, didn't you kid hear what I said just now? This Miss Zhang is not only a closed disciple of Lao Zhang, but also her own daughter. She inherited the good characters from Lao Zhang, even if she was abroad, she won prizes again and again. Normal people are incomparable." The female staff member just now kindly helped the girl prepare, and couldn't help but reminded in a low voice: "You see everyone holding her. If your relatives really work here, it will cause trouble. of."

  Qin Qing rubbed her ink, followed the other party's words and looked to the other side. Sure enough, seeing everyone around Zhang Ting waiting attentively, she almost had no tea and water. On my own side, there was only one kind female employee to help press the paper.

   "It's okay, calligraphy is the place that needs to be clean." She curled her mouth and opened her lips with a light smile. Although she was dressed plainly, her temperament was lacklustre at the moment, and she seemed calm and introverted.

  The female staff was stunned, and she secretly admired the girl’s effort to raise energy in the face of danger. In the end, she could only sigh in a low voice, right to be a good person to the end, and don’t make the child look too pitiful when she loses.

  The ten-meter-long rice paper has been discarded, so it was cut into a stack of rectangular ordinary size and divided into two.

"I will do the font design later, and there will be ten copybooks. The handwriting will not be repeated. You can only use one type. Don't say I bully the small and don't let you." Zhang Ting looked back and saw the girl grinding by herself, her eyes flashed. After a trace of pride, charity is generally high on the road.

   But this concession was quickly beaten back by the girl, "No need, the competition is naturally fair and the most important."

  In her dictionary of life, the word ‘let’ is not there yet.

   "You!" Zhang Ting was choked again, and simply shook her hand, and said angrily: "Then don't blame me, you're welcome."

After finishing talking, Zhang Ting turned his head angrily and started to choose brushes. She moved her hands quickly and quickly. For contestants who have honed in large and small competitions, it is easy to change multiple fonts on a copybook. No time is wasted.

  In a short while, the crowd around the master's palm burst out with exclamations and admiration.

  "This font is good, handsome, and strong, it is the best as a design drawing."

   "The one below is better. Girls will definitely like this one."

   "I didn't expect that in such a short time, so many fonts can be produced with quality and quantity. No wonder Chen Gong always treasures her."

  ……

  Everyone was babbling and admiring. Even if they are working in the same company, this is the first time they have seen Zhang Ting's live show, and their outstanding talents immediately conquered everyone's hearts.

In this compliment, Zhang Ting raised her beautiful face quite favorably, and raised her chin slightly, "I can lose the rest, but at my age, I believe there will be no more than two people. "

  Calligraphy, in addition to genetic talent, we must be diligent and motivated. Zhang Ting has been born with good conditions since she was a child, and started to pick up brushes at the age of three. She has always been quite content in this field.

   But, "Huh? So, there are people who can beat our little princess, who is it?" Someone caught a hint of overtones and asked curiously.

  Zhang Ting was taken aback, a slender figure appeared subconsciously in her mind, and then she frowned insignificantly. She hesitated for a few minutes when she wrote, "Well... there is one."

  A person she dislikes very much.

"Really?" The onlookers were surprised, and at the end they laughed doglegs again, "Hey, even if there is definitely not our little princess as good-looking, and there is no such temperament, the little princess is so talented and beautiful. "

  Comprehensive talents and looks.

  Anyone likes to listen to flattering words, but the taboo is that you shoot in the wrong place.

   crunching, Zhang Ting could almost hear the movement of her teeth clenching, and the suppressed jealousy in her heart could not be restrained.

She has studied calligraphy since she was a child, and has acquired excellent genes. She has always been a favorite of heaven, but when she was ten years old, she came home and saw a figure several years younger than her standing in front of the table with a straight back and eyebrows. The painting is more vigorous and powerful.

  Her father once commented that that little girl will be the first person in the world in calligraphy.

  Both talents and looks, what's the point? !

   "Little princess, what's the matter with you?" The guy on the other side noticed something was wrong, and cautiously shouted.

"...It's okay." Zhang Ting turned her head, took a deep breath, and dropped her gaze to the figure next to another table not far away. The person in her memory is also seventeen this year, so she particularly hates this age. child.

  Just now, when she saw the girl, she couldn't help but want to get angry. If she can't find that person in the stars, it's good to find someone else to vent.

  As for winning or losing? Haha, if there are so many monsters in this world, she will eat a dozen rice paper.

   Although there is no time limit for the competition, it takes up everyone’s working time after all. The general manager is not there and the steward is still in a meeting. In order to avoid being punished later, the winner can only be determined in 20 minutes at most.

  However, someone took the time to look at the girl's side and found that the other party was still playing with some ballpoint pens, and the rice paper was still empty, and it hadn't even started yet.

  "Isn't it just giving up?" Many people muttered in their hearts, simply letting go of them, and continuing to appreciate Zhang Ting's exquisite fonts like those printed by a printer.

  While preparing to finish here, a female employee suddenly heard a soft sentence, "Huh?"

  At this time, the office was a little quiet. Many people heard the movement and looked up, and found that the other girl was writing a pen. She walked over with a bored mentality of going to see.

  This glance made people stunned on the spot.

  (End of this chapter)