Chapter 550: The things returned to the original owner, and everything is under the control of Sister Lan! 【2 updates】


    After almost the handover of internal work, the Calligraphy Association’s official website issued a second notice.


    The notice repaired the selection results of today''s Youth Calligraphy Competition and returned the first place to Ye Wanlan.


    And, behind the text, pictures of Ye Wanlan and Fu Qiao were also attached.


    But in fact, even if there are no pictures, the live broadcast retains the clip.


    "By the way, Miss Fu Qiao, the association also needs you to return the championship trophy." The other party continued, "Responsively, the runner-up trophy will be given to you and other prizes at that time, you..."


    "Bang!"


    Fu Qiao threw her cell phone out directly and screamed while holding her head.


    Can the award that has been awarded the results still be revoked?


    Moreover, was it her grandfather’s decision to go to the Calligraphy Association in person? !


    In order to Ye Wanlan, her grandfather even fired the association president?


    Fu Qiao was unwilling to believe that Mr. Fu was so partial!


    She is his granddaughter, and Ye Wanlan is just an outsider!


    Mr. Fu Lao and Ye Wanlan have only known each other for more than half a year, and they have been fighting for her in the Calligraphy Association. What about the future?


    Fu Qiao''s eyes suddenly became a little darker, and her fingers were clenched little by little.


    She absolutely does not allow things to go beyond her control.


    All the things that Mr. Fu can only belong to hers!


    **


    On the other side, Xiang family.


    "I gave Xuantianyu to you in the name of disrespect." Xiang Shaoyu complained, "You have to give me some benefits, right?"


    Yan Tingfeng squinted his eyes casually: "Yes, I''ll sell you a favor."


    "Take it seriously?" Xiang Shaoyu was slightly stunned, "Are you so kind?"


    Yan Tingfeng looked at the blue-purple jade in his palm. This color was very rare, so it was crystal clear without any impurities.


    Carving a jade pendant with this Xuantian jade is indeed the best birthday ceremony.


    He had already taken a few jades to practice before, but Xuantian jade is also higher in hardness than ordinary jade and requires deeper internal strength.


    Yan Tingfeng put away Xuantianyu and then slowly said, "Take it seriously."


    "This is almost the same." Xiang Shaoyu nodded, "Okay, you can leave, don''t be discovered by others."


    Before he finished speaking, Yan Tingfeng had already stepped onto the eaves.


    Under the black clothes, the man with long silver hair turned slightly, and the moonlight outlined a layer of silver on his face, making him look even more deserted.


    The next second, he had disappeared from his original place.


    Xiang Shaoyu also looked up and looked at the sky.


    At this time, the head of the Xiang family quietly emerged from behind him, and suddenly spoke in his ear: "Say, what did you export?"


    "Dad, can you not approach me from behind?" Xiang Shaoyu took a deep breath, "Fortunately, I have heard your breathing a long time ago. What if I treat you as an enemy?"


    "Oh? Have you heard my breathing for a long time?" The head of the Xiang family thought, "It seems that your skills have not been lost in the past year, which is great."


    Xiang Shaoyu sighed: "After Huo Yunyi comes back, he always wants to pull me into a fight. What should I do if I don''t speed up, and he beat me up?"


    "The inner strength of the Emperor of the Xiang clan is no worse than the shooting skills of his Shence Army." The head of the Xiang family glared, "If you are beaten, you can get out of the Xiang family."


    Xiang Shaoyu: “…”


    This is my real father.


    "Stop changing the topic, what did you steal?" The head of the Xiang family looked at him suspiciously, "Everything is OK, Xuantianyu can''t do it."


    Xiang Shaoyu again: “…”


    The head of the Xiang family''s eyes widened: "You kid... did you really export Xuantianyu?"


    I know that no one is better than my father. When he saw Xiang Shaoyu''s expression, he knew that he was right.


    "Dad, I really never thought I would lose." Xiang Shaoyu raised his hands and surrendered, "You know, I can''t beat Brother Yan."


    "Stupid boy!" The head of the Xiang family regretted that the Xuantian jade was passed down from his ancestors, but a piece of jade that Zhaozong accidentally obtained was originally intended to be made into a jade talisman and given to Princess Yongning!"


    But before this piece of jade was carved, Princess Yongning had passed away.


    Xiang Shaoyu had no choice but to say: "How could I not know this? But if I lose, I lose."


    "That''s not OK!" The head of the Xiang family was very angry, "If the old antiques in the elders group knew about this, you must have been skinned!."


    Xiang Shaoyu lowered his head: "I understand. I''ll go and try it back, but it''s useless to put this jade in our hands. Maybe..." Xuantian Yu''s name is very loud. It can be collected by Zhaozong, and of course it is also a treasure.


    But the more spiritual jade is, the more you recognize the master, and it requires a specific person to nourish it.


    Otherwise, if it is put in the hands of others, it will be a piece of ordinary jade.


    "There is some reason, too." The head of the Xiang family frowned, "The elders team will help you with the cover first, and you can solve this matter as soon as possible!"


    **


    After leaving the Xiang family, Yan Tingfeng returned to the Lin family''s house.


    The Supreme Elder of the Rong family said that Ye Wanlan was a prophetic person, and like Princess Yongning, he could save China from the water and fire.


    Then this Xuantian Jade may also play its real role in Ye Wanlan''s hands.


    It is said that Xuantian Jade has the power to change fate against the will of heaven, but the legend is always a legend, and no one can prove its authenticity.


    Yan Tingfeng went to the third floor and called out, "Uncle."


    "Ah?!" Lin Huaijin, who was concentrating on things, jumped up in shock and flew into the air like a cat. "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, why didn''t you walk soundly?"


    "Sorry." Yan Tingfeng coughed lightly, "Maybe he has been used to it since he was a child, so he has always walked very lightly."


    "Oh, you''ve suffered." Lin Huaijin also knew from the calm mouth that Yan Tingfeng''s parents died, and they were an orphan. He must have lived very carefully when he was a child.


    What a heartbreaking child.


    Lin Huaijin''s eyes became much more pity: "Why are you here to find me at this time? Is there anything wrong?"


    Yan Tingfeng thought for a moment before slowly saying, "Xiao Wan is about to celebrate her birthday. I have not prepared for anyone before. Last year''s coming-of-age ceremony was also prepared by you uncle, so I''ll ask for some experience from uncle."


    "Experience?" Lin Huaijin thought for a while and counted with his fingers, "Birthdays usually involve dinner, going to the amusement park, holding parties, or dancing... It seems that nothing special."


    Yan Tingfeng listened seriously and smiled: "I understand."


    "By the way, Xiao Yan, when is your birthday?" Lin Huaijin asked with concern, "Did you celebrate your birthday before?"


    "My birthday..." Yan Tingfeng was stunned.


    He mostly heard about his birth from others.


    In the past, he praised Xie Leyou as his teacher, and Xie Leyou talked about this.


    It is said that when he was born, it was the night of the blood moon.


    Such strange phenomena in heaven and earth are considered ominous.


    At that time, an elder in Taisu Sect said that babies born on the night of Blood Moon are killed and should be eliminated as soon as possible.


    But his parents were not willing to give up on him, but took him all the way to escape until they were cruelly killed by the enemy.


    And that day happened to be his birthday.


    Yan Tingfeng''s expression became cold: "I''m going to be my birthday, thank you for your kindness."


    His eyelashes drooped and he quickly left.


    At this time, Ye Wanlan was playing chess with himself in the garden.


    After hearing the footsteps, she didn''t look back: "Listen, it''s just right, I''m sitting there, and it''s still a bit boring after playing chess alone for a long time."


    Yan Tingfeng was invited to sit down in front of her and suddenly asked a question that he was not in front of the village and the back of the store: "Xiao Wan thinks, when will she take action?"


    Ye Wanlan knew what he was asking: "Be smarter, I will do it now. This is Yunjing, and she can find a way to shift the blame to others."


    Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly: "For example, Yong Dongyue."


    "Be stupid, then wait to return to Fengyuan." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "But in this way, she is the only one who is suspected."


    Yan Tingfeng laughed even deeper: "So Xiaowan thinks she is smarter or stupid?"


    "It''s a pity that neither of hers." Ye Wanlan raised his hand and fell a word on the chessboard, "But she will be anxious."


    **


    At this moment, Fu Qiao was admitting his mistake to Mr. Fu: "Grandpa, I''m sorry, after the award was awarded to me, I didn''t look at Miss Ye''s works carefully. I didn''t know that the Calligraphy Association would do this."


    "Oh..." Mr. Fu shook his head, said nothing, and said lightly, "You go and practice calligraphy."


    Calligraphy does require talent, but once you are attracted by fame and fortune, your characters will gradually lose their aura.


    "Yes, grandpa." Fu Qiao respectfully handed a cup of tea, "Grandpa, you drink tea."


    She stared at Mr. Fu and finished the cup of tea.


    Thank you for your support, see you tomorrow~


    ??(This chapter ends)