The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

Chu Luo used to meet all the reception volunteers today.

Yu Tong and a few other girls had already put on cheongsams, which looked very elegant, and a few boys who were being received in the auditorium also put on ancient double-breasted Tang suits.

Everyone gathered around the beautiful Nangong Yi, patting his rainbow fart as hard as they could.

In addition to these people, all the officers of the student union also came.

When everyone saw Chu Luo coming, they subconsciously quieted down.

Wang Mingtao, who was standing in the crowd, walked directly in front of Chu Luo, winked at her and said, "Sister Chu, everyone is here, even the ministers of the student union are here."

Chu Luo glanced at the ministers of the student union with a cold expression, and said to the others: "Everyone will receive you according to the arrangement process I sent you."

All who received the text message nodded.

At this time, Yuan Gun Gun walked over quickly.

"Master, I'm here."

Chu Luo said to them again: "Everyone, take out your mobile phone and connect it to Bluetooth. If something happens that you can't solve, just press the 1 button to find me."

After finishing speaking, he gestured to Yuan Gungun: "Connect to everyone's mobile phone."

"The connection is complete."

After everyone was sure, Yu Tong came over and asked Chu Luo with a smile: "Chu Luo, where is your cheongsam? We all put it on, why didn't you wear it?"

Everyone looked at her expectantly, obviously wanting to see her in cheongsam.

Chu Luo just glanced at them, and finally turned his gaze to a group of cadres of the student union, and asked bluntly, "Are you here to see a joke?"

A group of student union cadres: "..."

Chu Luo continued: "If you come to see a joke, you are not welcome here; if you come to help, you must listen to me today."

A group of student union cadres: "..."

So aggrieved!

Yu Tong hurriedly winked at them who were all silent.

After a few seconds, Zhang Yiran walked up to Chu Luo, and hurriedly said: "Chu Luo, what do you need me to do today, just tell me, I promise I won't listen to even the president's words except yours."

Nangong Yi glanced at Zhang Yiran at this moment.

Zhang Yiran pretended not to see his eyes, and continued to flatter: "I thought about it, how can my affairs compare to such a big one, I shouldn't just care about personal affairs at this moment."

Chu Luo glanced at her lightly and nodded, "Okay, then you can stand by the auditorium door as the receptionist."

Zhang Yiran: "..."

"you are not willing?"

"No... I'm honored."

Zhang Yiran withdrew in frustration, she never imagined that she would also be reduced to standing by the door as a receptionist.

Yu Tong who was standing next to Chu Luo snickered in his heart.

With the first person to stand up, other ministers came one after another and asked Chu Luo to arrange tasks for them.

Chu Luo really arranged for them, and they were all heartbroken.

After arranging all the tasks, Chu Luo said to Nangong Yi who had been a bystander all the time: "Nangong Yi, you will arrange the reception at the venue."

Nangong Yi nodded to her, and led a group of people away first.

Chu Luo said to Wang Mingtao again: "Taozi, you take someone to the gate to receive you, and keep in touch at any time."

"Okay, Miss Chu."

Wang Mingtao never imagined that he would have a day to command a group of students and officers, and he felt like he was going to heaven.

He waved his hand and said proudly, "Brothers and sisters, let's go."

Chu Luo watched them leave, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

She just went to the female toilet of the student union to change her clothes, and then took Yuan Gun Gun to the school leadership room.

At 7:50, Chu Luo received a call from Wang Mingtao. Wang Mingtao said to her excitedly on the phone: "Sister Chu, Sister Chu, there are seven or eight cars belonging to members of the Painting and Calligraphy Association driving by the door. I heard a classmate Said that even the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association has come."

Listening to his loud and excited voice, Chu Luo said to him, "Let them drive the car directly to the third auditorium."

Wang Mingtao: "Okay, okay."

Chu Luo hung up the phone, and walked towards the third auditorium together with several leaders of the Academy of Fine Arts who were in charge of this competition.

When they got there, the leaders first talked with the leading teachers from other schools.

Soon the cars from the Painting and Calligraphy Association drove over.

Everyone went up to meet them together, and after He Zhiqian and a few others got off the car, everyone shook hands and greeted enthusiastically.

"I didn't expect President He to come here in person today. The contestants will be very happy to see you then."

But He Zhiqian glanced at Chu Luo at this moment, and said sullenly: "Chu Luo from your school has the ability to call all of us here."

The school leader heard a hint of displeasure in He Zhiqian's tone, smiled awkwardly, then looked at Chu Luo and asked her with his eyes.

Chu Luo looked back at him with those innocent eyes, and then looked at He Zhiqian: "I thought President He paid special attention to the power of the new generation, and wanted to see how much potential the students have?"

He Zhiqian glared at Chu Luo unabashedly, and said: "Yes, when classmate Chu came to invite me that day, he showed his hand in front of me, which shocked me. Chu Luo should have participated in this competition." , I made a special trip to see if you can take the first place?"

Said someone: "..."

It is said that the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association is straightforward, but I didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and...Chu Luo can draw? She even showed her hands in front of him, which surprised him?

This is fake, right?

Did Chu Luo offend him when he invited someone?

Everyone felt that Chu Luo had offended He Zhiqian, otherwise He Zhiqian would not have said such words that made Chu Luo offend all the contestants.

Several school leaders looked at Chu Luo, trying to smooth things over for her.

Chu Luo shrugged indifferently: "I'm disappointed, I didn't sign up, so I can't participate in the competition."

"It doesn't matter if you didn't sign up. Don't tell me, as the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association, I don't have the right to let you sign up directly on the spot?"

After He Zhiqian finished speaking, he asked other members of the Painting and Calligraphy Association: "Do you agree with Chu Luo's on-site registration?"

Several members of the Painting and Calligraphy Association nodded at the same time: "Agreed."

Everyone: "..."

How on earth did Chu Luo offend the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association? To be so embarrassing, I don't know how it will end.

At this moment, Chu Luo moved the Bluetooth on his ears and said, "The time is almost up, everyone go in first."

Several school leaders came back to their senses and asked everyone to walk towards the auditorium together.

In the auditorium, contestants and reporters are already in place.

Everyone was surprised when they saw the people who walked in.

"Emperor University actually invited the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association and so many masters in the painting and calligraphy circles this time! That's amazing!"

"Didn't the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association always dislike participating in all competition-type judges? Who is so capable that he was invited here?"

"I always thought that the Imperial University would invite at most two or three masters of painting and calligraphy. I didn't expect to invite seven or eight masters at once, which is also a skill."

"The one walking next to them is Chu Luo, right? This girl is so temperamental and beautiful, like a fairy walking out of a painting."

"Hurry up and take pictures of the masters, as well as Chu Luo, the competition held by the Imperial University seems to have a high standard this time."

The group of people was brought to the front by Chu Luo and sat down. People from the Education Bureau had already arrived there, and everyone greeted them.

Chu Luo looked at the time, turned on the bluetooth, and said, "Start." Then he retreated to the side where Yuan Gungun was.

Just as everyone was discussing in low voices, the lights in the auditorium suddenly went out.

"what happened?"

"Why are the lights turned off?"

Then, the zenith above the auditorium parted to the two sides, and bright light shone in instantly.

The life and masterpieces of painters from different eras of the Empire are displayed on the entire display screen at the front.

Someone exclaimed: "Oh my god! The emperor is so well prepared. I didn't know there were so many painters in the empire."

"This can only be done if you have a special understanding of the historical figures of the imperial calligraphy and painting."

Sitting there, He Zhiqian asked a school leader next to him: "Who found these materials?"

"It's Chu Luo." The leader said with a smile: "Chu Luo said that this is more ceremonial, and it can also let the contestants know that our empire has a long history of calligraphy and painting, and there are outstanding painters in every generation. Practice."

"It's a good idea."

...

At 8:40, the host invited important figures to speak on stage.

"We invited the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association to speak on stage."

Amid the applause, He Zhiqian stood up and walked over to look at the people in the venue. After saying a few words of encouragement, he suddenly asked, "Did Chu Luo sign up?"

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

The contestants who were resting in the backstage were also so shocked that they all ran to the exit to peek, and then they couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

"Did I hear you right? The president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association asked Chu Luo if he had signed up?"

"Sign up for what? Does Chu Luo want to compete with us?"

"Are you kidding me, can Chu Luo know how to draw?"

"Didn't everyone say that the president of the Painting and Calligraphy Association is a bit weird? Could it be that he deliberately made things difficult for Chu Luo?"

"That Chu Luo is too unlucky."

"Perhaps Di Da wants to be famous and pushes Chu Luo out on purpose. Then Chu Luo can't draw well, and no one will say anything."

"I didn't expect Dida to do this kind of marketing, don't you think it's out of style?"

...

Not only the backstage contestants were discussing, but even the team leader teachers present were also discussing.

The smiles on the faces of several school leaders couldn't hold back anymore.

At this moment, Chu Luo stood up and said calmly, "I signed up."