Chapter 1367
Augustine nodded approvingly and turned to Dylan. "You see? Even if Mr. Lescher and I don't vote, Helen's support far outweighs yours. Majority rules—this calligraphy contest is officially happening!"
With that, he excitedly grabbed the microphone on the table and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the Glendale Calligraphy Association, I declare that a new competition piece, 'Ode to the Silent Forest,' has been added. Contestants Helen and Sadie, you may begin writing!"
The staff quickly prepared the stage, placing two desks for the participants to write simultaneously. Once everything was set, only Sadie and Helen remained on stage.
As Sadie approached her desk and picked up her brush, she suddenly froze. Her brow furrowed as she stared at the blank paper, beads of cold sweat trickling down her forehead.
The content of "Ode to the Silent Forest" had nothing in common with "A Moonlit Night on the Spring River". How could she possibly write it?
The moment she touched th

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