Well Done, Bear!

Wrist strength was usually a weakness for older people.

To write calligraphy on such a small piece of paper was no less difficult than a surgical operation.

This was also why Zhu Mingzhang's expression changed subconsciously after seeing the test question.

He squeezed his wrist, took a deep breath, and began to write.

Just like before, everyone's writing would be projected onto the big screen.

However, the words were too small, so it was not easy to read.

The judges were invited to go on stage to observe.

The audience could not see anything, so Su Ji scrolled through her phone for a while.

The news that the calligraphy competition's finals was already trending.

Almost every day, her name was on there.

It was unknown how the netizens had found out, but word of it had spread. Now, the entire Internet knew that she sent her students to participate in the calligraphy competition to get credits for herself.