Chapter 543 Unbelievable! Bet【1 update】


    Fu Bo and Han Bo are completely different fonts, and almost no one learns these two fonts at the same time.


    After all, Fu Guang and Han Yunsheng’s life experiences are completely different, and their personalities are also very different.


    The characters often best reflect a person''s temperament, experience, etc., which also leads to basically no one who can master the cold body and support body at the same time.


    But the Calligraphy Association really has such a genius, and is proficient in cold and support.


    But the reason why geniuses are geniuses is that when they are born, their talents are far beyond others.


    Seeing the words Ye Wanlan, the judges were shocked.


    "The little girl can still have cold bodies..."


    "It''s really good to be able to write such words at her age."


    “It’s incredible, it’s incredible.”


    Fu Qiao''s expression also changed.


    She did not expect that Ye Wanlan would still have cold body.


    I have to admit that the reason why the three major fonts are three is that they are indeed superior to other fonts.


    Especially when these three characters are placed together, even Fu Qiao is well written, but everyone can see the words in the middle at first sight.


    Another girl looked at Ye Wanlan''s work, and a little bit of stunning and admiration flashed through her eyes.


    But after looking carefully, the girl found some clues.


    She could see that Ye Wanlan had a very strong foundation, and even she was far inferior.


    But with such a strong foundation, this pair of characters seems a bit too light and always feels inconsistent.


    Even girls can see it, so can the judges.


    They were a little regretful because Ye Wanlan could have written this letter better.


    But the three major fonts are indeed stronger than other fonts, which is beyond reproach.


    There is no doubt that Ye Wanlan won the first place in the second round of the competition.


    [Ye Lan is awesome! He actually won Fu Qiao! 】


    [Alas, it’s a pity! No wonder she wrote a little bit worse in her body support, because she had put in another part of her energy to learn the cold body, and the cold body was also a little worse in the cold body! 】


    [If Ye Wanlan could only practice one font, it is no exaggeration to say that she is definitely better than Fu Qiao. Who is her teacher? What do you think? Let her learn cold body and support at the same time? Isn’t this a harm to people? 】


    [Not to talk about fonts for now, I didn’t expect to see Emperor Yongshun’s last words in the youth calligraphy competition. I was really touched... because there were too few people mentioning him. 】


    [Emperor Yongshun committed suicide by committing suicide! What did I do when I was sixteen? 】


    [You can’t ignore Emperor Yongshun just because the glory of Emperor Zhaozong of Taizu and Princess Yongning is too great. He really did a good job. 】


    The chairman couldn''t help but take a breath as he watched the number of real-time viewers rising in the live broadcast room: "This Miss Ye... is really amazing."


    On the side, the secretary asked tentatively: "What do you mean?"


    "She is not only helping us promote calligraphy, but also promoting the history and culture of China." The chairman said, "This last words by Emperor Yongshun are also mentioned in the junior high school history books, and they will not be systematically told."


    Just because that year, the experience in mainland China was too painful and I lost many people.


    Among these people, a vast majority of them cannot even leave their names in history books.


    A page that the history books turn over, a few hundred words of narrative has become a magnificent life.


    "So that''s it." The secretary understood and smiled, "Miss Ye must have used the same intention in participating in the "Collection of China".


    "Many people say that the younger generation today is a fallen generation, but I don''t think so." The chairman said slowly, "I believe they will create a better future."


    **


    On the other side, in the private room.


    Rong Qi couldn''t help but shook slightly: "No wonder Brother Yan believes in Miss Ye so much. She is proficient in cold and support at the same time."


    Yan Tingfeng smiled faintly and did not answer.


    "I still think Miss Ye should be our Xiang family." Xiang Shaoyu said slowly, "Look, she wrote the poems of Ning Taizu and the last words of Emperor Yongshun in two rounds of competition. There are many heroes in history, so why are other families not treated like this?"


    Hearing this sentence, Rong Qi and Huo Yunyi both looked at him with complicated faces, and thought that Xiang Shaoyu was dreaming during the day.


    "You said, what will Miss Ye write about this third round of championship and runner-up battle?" Xiang Shaoyu put the fan together, "I wrote about Taizu and Emperor Yongshun. I guess the next one, she will write about Princess Yongning."


    Yan Tingfeng finally spoke at this time: "Not necessarily."


    "How isn''t it certain?" Xiang Shaoyu snorted slightly, "Even if it''s not Princess Yongning, it''s my Xiang family. Will you bet?"


    Of course, he would bet with Yan Tingfeng if he was confident.


    "Gambling?" Yan Tingfeng suddenly smiled and said slowly, "Okay, what is the bet?" Xiang Shaoyu looked up at him: "What do you want? You don''t seem to be interested in many things."


    "There is a piece of Xuantian jade in the Qianyuan Treasure House." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "I want it."


    "What?!" Xiang Shaoyu almost jumped up, "You really don''t want it. It''s amazing. I can''t decide whether Xuan Tianyu will stay or not."


    Yan Tingfeng still looked calm and composed: "So are you still gamble?"


    "Gambling, of course you have to bet." Xiang Shaoyu leaned back, "This is a chance for rare people to win you."


    "Okay." Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then what do you want?"


    "I want you a favor." Xiang Shaoyu shook the fan, "Do you give it to it, or don''t?"


    Hearing this sentence, Huo Yunyi did not react, and Rong Qi took a deep look at Xiang Shaoyu.


    A favor from the master of Shenxiao Tower is indeed very expensive.


    "Yes." Yan Tingfeng took a sip of tea slowly, "Just bet like that."


    "Yun Yi and Brother Rong are both here, you and I can''t regret it." Xiang Shaoyu said, "Then wait and see the next third round of the game."


    "Binghe." Yan Tingfeng suddenly said.


    "Young Master!" Binghe quietly entered the private room, "What are the instructions?"


    "Go to the Calligraphy Association and buy the two characters from Xiaolang." Yan Tingfeng looked light and said, "I don''t care how much it costs."


    Binghe clasped his fists: "Yes!"


    It was not until Binghe left the box that Xiang Shaoyu suddenly realized: "Why are you moving so fast?!"


    Before he even had this idea, Yan Tingfeng had sent someone to do it?


    Yan Tingfeng glanced at him and laughed slowly: "Do you know why latecomers come from behind?"


    Xiang Shaoyu was slightly confused: "Why?"


    Yan Tingfeng did not answer, but drank tea quietly.


    Because he fought and robbed.


    **


    At this moment, in the lounge behind.


    Fu Qiao then realized that she was a little panicked and sweat broke out in her palms.


    Before this calligraphy final, she thought Ye Wanlan was just a fancy move and was lucky enough to be appreciated by Mr. Fu Lao.


    But today she realized that Ye Wanlan had real skills.


    She asked herself, if she learned to help and cold body at the same time, she would definitely not be able to reach the level of night swing.


    Could it be that she will really lose the championship in this calligraphy finals?


    No...this is not possible!


    "Miss Fu Qiao, the third round of the competition is about to begin. You are sweating a lot. Let''s drink a cup of hot water to replenish your water." The assistant handed her a glass of water.


    Fu Qiao was very impatient: "I''m not in the mood, don''t worry about me."


    "Miss Fu Qiao, you don''t have to worry about the competition." As if you saw her inner thoughts, the assistant smiled, "Your status in the calligraphy world is far from comparable to that Ye Wanlan. Who doesn''t know that you are Mr. Fu''s granddaughter?"


    "So what if you know?" Fu Qiao sneered, "Can they plan to..."


    Speaking of this, her words suddenly paused and her eyes lit up.


    Yes, she is the granddaughter of the old man.


    Ye Wanlan can''t compare with such a background.


    Seeing that her mood calmed down, the assistant smiled again: "Don''t be angry, you will have to broadcast live later."


    The third round of the competition will be broadcast live from beginning to end, which means that the contestants will be in everyone''s sight by picking up the pen and dipping the ink.


    This is even Fu Qiao''s first experience in this way of competition.


    After drinking water, she relieved her mood for a while, she strode out of the lounge and entered the competition area.


    Ye Wanlan walked slowly or anxiously, and also stepped onto the central platform.


    Long tables and pens, inkstones and paper were prepared on both sides for contestants to write.


    [There is no limited font this time. Guess, will Ye Wanlan write about body support or cold? 】


    [It''s better to write about cold style. After all, Fu Qiao must write about supporting the body. It''s too difficult to overpower Fu Qiao on the body. 】


    [Everyone is gone, I guess directly Yongning style, this is the only one of the three major fonts! 】


    (This chapter ends)