Chapter 545 Turning the Tide at Night: Do I need it? 【1 update】


    She spoke calmly, with a slight smile, as calm as if she wanted to go to a teahouse to drink tea.


    But the momentum contained in this simple sentence is very compelling.


    The judges, who had never expected that Ye Banglan would say this so bluntly, were all shocked to the spot.


    Their faces were full of disbelief, and they stared at Ye Turning the Lantern with wide eyes.


    “…”


    There was a moment of silence in the entire scene, and even the barrage in the live broadcast room was empty at this time.


    The first person to react was the backstage staff, who urgently stopped the live broadcast.


    The live broadcast room turned into a black screen, but the few words he said to turn the tide the night before had already been heard by the audience.


    [Did I hear wrongly? Retire directly from the competition at the awards ceremony? ? ! 】


    [Crazy, Ye Turn the Tide, who does she think she is? Is she really so sure that she can write better than Fu Qiao? 】


    [I’ve already said that people who can only recognize the font as a support body should comment! 】


    [One word, cool! Two words, so handsome! Three words, Ye Jie Gang! 】


    [The Calligraphy Association is definitely practicing favoritism, but anyone who has a deep understanding of it and has studied Fu Ti will not fail to see who writes well. 】


    [It’s chilling... I always thought the Calligraphy Association was fair and just. 】


    The chairman, who had been watching the competition in the box, never expected that something would go wrong at the last minute. He was also anxious: "Miss Ye obviously wrote better, why didn''t she get the first place? Go and see what happened. Something happened!”


    The secretary responded and left in a hurry for only two minutes.


    "Chairman, it''s what the president means." The secretary was a little embarrassed, "Miss Fu Qiao is the granddaughter of Mr. Fu Lao, so they..."


    "What?!" The chairman was a little unbelievable, "Just because of this?"


    The secretary lowered his head, said no more, and just nodded silently.


    "The president is confused!" The chairman said, "Calligraphy, which represents China''s traditional culture, how can you give awards to random people just because of something like this? This will destroy the credibility of the Calligraphy Association!"


    The secretary has been with the chairman for many years and naturally knows this clearly.


    "Isn''t the president already able to be so authoritarian because the Calligraphy Association has been established for a long time?" The secretary hesitated and whispered, "But this time, even if the first prize is awarded to Miss Fu Qiao, after a while , the matter has passed, the president must have thought so. "


    The chairman fell silent and repeated: "He is really an old fool!"


    Not only in the circle of calligraphy, but also in other circles that have been passed down for a long time, the top resources and honors are only occupied by a small number of people, and then passed down from generation to generation.


    Indeed, similar things have long been commonplace. At most, they caused some turmoil of resistance at the time, but then everything was calm.


    Today''s award is not just a decision made by the president of the Calligraphy Association, but by a small group of people in the calligraphy circle.


    But with such a genius as Ye Tuanlan, is he really going to let the calligraphy world suffer this much?


    If we only care about the immediate interests, should we ignore the long-term inheritance of calligraphy?


    At the competition site, the live broadcast was completely terminated and the photographers also left.


    "Miss Ye, you must know that by doing this, you are openly opposing the calligraphy world." One of the judges kindly advised in a low voice, "If you want to make a name for yourself in the calligraphy world in the future, it will be difficult, or even impossible." Any teacher will accept you.”


    Ye Banglan still looked calm and composed, and she even deepened her smile: "Do I need it?"


    It wasn''t a mocking tone, but it made all the judges feel embarrassed.


    Since Ye Banglan didn''t use her full strength in the first round, who can prove that she used her full strength in the final showdown?


    "Ye Bandan, what are you so arrogant about?" Fu Qiao was shocked and angry, "The results of the calligraphy association''s evaluation were made by many elders, but you were not selected, so you do this? You are so disrespectful to your opponent, I think you are I don’t want to be in the calligraphy world anymore!”


    "Opponent?" Ye Banlan didn''t look at her, turned around and left, "You''re not qualified yet."


    To be an opponent, you must have a certain level of strength.


    The girl held the scroll and left openly, leaving only an angry Fu Qiao and the embarrassed judges.


    Because it was a live broadcast, what happened at the Youth Calligraphy Finals quickly swept through all major social media platforms.


    #calligraphyfinals, unfair#


    #夜 Turn the tide, support the body#


    #夜 Turn the Lan: I won’t play with you anymore#


    [Hey, the Calligraphy Association made a joke today. After finally holding a live broadcast of the competition, the contestants were slapped in the face and quit the competition. 】


    [Ye Banlan fought against the entire Calligraphy Association on her own. Well... I don''t know whether to call her too brave or reckless. 】


    [I have a hunch... Although Ye Turns the Lan''s behavior is not wrong, she will probably be banned by the calligraphy community for doing so. 】


    [Young people still can''t keep their temper. They should not lose their temper over this kind of thing. You will know when you get older. 】


    Outside the calligraphy association''s competition venue, the sun was shining brightly. The sunshine diluted the air-conditioning caused by the competition, and the cheerful sounds of birds chirping could be heard in my ears. "Principal, I''m sorry, but I still haven''t been able to fulfill my agreement with you." Ye Banlan was on the phone with the principal of No. 7 Middle School. "I withdrew from this year''s calligraphy finals and did not receive the award."


    "No-no no no! You did very well, very well." The principal of No. 7 Middle School said hurriedly, "I have been watching the live broadcast. Unfair things have to be brought up. You must not let yourself be wronged."


    Being patient for a while can indeed bring peace and tranquility, but the more you tolerate it, the more you end up being bullied again and again.


    China has had a "rebellious spirit" since ancient times. It is not rebellion or rebellion, but the courage to resist and fight and never admit defeat.


    And young people always have to move up.


    "Classmate Ye, I was worried that you were feeling bad, and I was about to call you to comfort you." The principal of No. 7 Middle School smiled, "But then I thought about it, I was overthinking it. When have you ever felt internally conflicted?"


    Ye Banglan smiled slightly: "I will accept your compliment. I wonder how the enrollment will be this year?"


    "It''s great!" The principal of No. 7 Middle School brightened up when he mentioned this. "After the high school entrance examination, many students and parents came to ask. We will definitely reach the enrollment quota this year."


    Ye Banlan chatted with the principal of No. 7 Middle School for a few more words before ending the call.


    "Xiao Wan." Someone called her from behind.


    Ye Turned back and nodded slightly towards Yan Tingfeng: "Listen."


    "It''s very well written, I like it very much." Yan Tingfeng smiled, "Don''t take the calligraphy association''s evaluation to heart."


    "I have never cared about fame and fortune." Ye Banlan raised his head, looked at the falling sunshine, and said lightly, "I just think about how many people have been treated unfairly when I encounter this kind of thing. "


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyes were dark.


    "Miss Ye." Another voice said with a smile, "Yun Yi can''t speak easily. I''m here to help him ask for this new calligraphy you wrote. We all think it''s very good. Yun Yi wants to buy this calligraphy. , hanging in the study."


    Rong Qi asked a question: "Brother Huo...does he have a study room?"


    Huo Yunyi said expressionlessly: "..."


    There isn''t one now, but when he goes back he can ask the Huo family to build one for him right away.


    Hearing this, Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows, and just as she was about to say something, her hand was held down by Yan Tingfeng''s slightly cold hand: "Xiao Wan, I want it too, do I have priority?"


    He looked at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes, and his long eyelashes blinked, like the thin wings of a butterfly, flapping gently.


    Ye Banlan paused for three seconds, then stuffed the scroll in his hand into his arms: "You don''t need to buy it. If you want it, I''ll give it to you."


    "You are not a descendant of the six sects, so why do you insist on buying this set of calligraphy?" Xiang Shaoyu said silently, "You have already bought two sets, why don''t you leave one set for your brothers?"


    "No." Yan Tingfeng put the scroll away slowly.


    Xiang Shaoyu: "..."


    He has never seen such a domineering person like Yan Tingfeng!


    Rong Qi, the only one who knew the truth, shook his head gently.


    This painting has the words "Lord of Shenxiao, number one in the world". How could Yan Tingfeng refuse?


    "If Mr. Huo likes it, I can write a word about Shence Army when I get back." Ye Banlan smiled lightly.


    "Okay." Huo Yunyi, who was originally decadent, cheered up, "Thank you, Miss Ye."


    "What about me?" Xiang Shaoyu pointed at himself, "I want to ask Miss Ye for a word related to Princess Yongning."


    Ye Puanlan did not refuse: "Okay."


    "Although I don''t care, it won''t affect anything, but the matter of the Calligraphy Association cannot be left alone." Yan Tingfeng said calmly, "Who should win the award? There can be no partiality."


    Xiang Shaoyu also said coldly: "Of course."


    **


    Because he went to the hospital in the morning, Mr. Fu Lao was not able to see the game.


    As soon as he left the hospital, he hurried over.


    "Mr. Fu Lao, congratulations to your granddaughter for winning first place in this calligraphy competition and winning the first place again." When the vice president saw him, he stood up and said respectfully.


    Mr. Fu Lao nodded and said, "Where is the work?"


    "Here it is." The vice president quickly took out Fu Qiao''s calligraphy, "Please take a look. Miss Fu Qiao''s skill has improved a lot."


    Mr. Fu Lao nodded: "I''m asking about Ye Xiaoyou''s works. Where are they?"