Chapter 65 Big Gamble【For Collection】

Wu Changxi was furious, threw away all the original suppression, pointed at Ouyang Huazai and said, "Ouyang Huazai! Don't deceive people too much! I know you are a master of calligraphy, but if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you have no right to fart casually." ! If you have the ability, go up the mountain with me to prove it, if you don’t, just get the hell out of me!”

"Bastard!" Ouyang Huazai was also angry. After so many years, no one dared to blow his beard and stare at him like this.

Jiang Songyun, the president of the Calligraphy Association at the side, hurried forward and said, "Two, two, stop arguing. Can I be fair about this matter?"

Seeing that Jiang Songyun had spoken, Wu Changxi lost his temper and said, "I'd like to ask the president to comment."

Ouyang Huazai said: "President Jiang, do you still need to read this word? Just look at the photo of the monk in the snow in front of you, it's pure hype!"

Wu Changxi immediately glared at Ouyang Huazai. Ouyang Huazai didn't show any weakness, and he was about to do it again.

Jiang Songyun said: "Okay, stop arguing, both of you. I've seen the photo and the words."

Both Ouyang Huazai and Wu Changxi looked at Jiang Songyun, waiting for Jiang Songyun's evaluation.

Jiang Songyun patted Wu Changxi on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Wu, I know young people are a little impatient, but they can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Calligraphy is an art that can't be practiced in three days or two days. Your photo comes from art. From a standpoint, it's really good..."

"President, don't talk about it. In short, you don't believe it, do you?" Wu Changxi asked, holding back his grievances.

Jiang Songyun nodded and said something else, Wu Changxi picked up his photo, turned around and left. As he walked, he said, "Short-sighted, a frog in a well!"

"You!" Ouyang Huazai and Jiang Songyun were on fire!

However, Wu Changxi had rushed out all the way and disappeared.

After the two looked at each other, Ouyang Huazai said: "This bastard, I want him to understand what will happen if he pissed me off!"

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Huazai went to make a phone call, but Jiang Songyun didn't say anything or do anything about it, which was obviously an act of letting him go.

Wu Changxi was a little bit at a loss when he went out, he couldn't find it on the Internet, and he couldn't find the Calligraphy Association in the city, so what should he do next? Wu Changxi is a stickler, since this way is blocked, he just went to visit famous calligraphers one by one! If he doesn't believe it, no one will know the goods!

However, Wu Changxi was doomed to be disappointed. These famous calligraphers may think the calligraphy is good, but no one thinks it is true. They all said it was P's picture and reprimanded him. Wu Changxi was full of grievances and had no one to tell. After returning to the newspaper in the evening, Wu Changxi was dragged by the editor-in-chief to have a chat, and then Wu Changxi left the newspaper office dejectedly.

In the evening, Wu Changxi took the monkey to drink wildly, got very drunk, and explained the reason for the incident.

Monkey kept an eye out, knowing that Wu Changxi had an accident and was about to get drunk, so he didn't drink much, and waited to send him back. After hearing about Wu Changxi, the monkey patted Wu Changxi and said, "Brother, you are in a hurry. They don't believe in photos, so you can ask the master to write a few words and take them! As for the job, if you lose it, you lose it. Brother, there is a shortage of manpower, so go and help me. Oh, yes, it won’t work in the city, you can go to other cities..."

"Ratchet of the same breed, breed of raccoon dog!" Wu Changxi yelled blindly with drunken eyes.

Monkey was also helpless, he couldn't explain clearly to him at this time, so he drank a few more drinks, got Wu Changxi drunk, and sent him home.

The next day, Wu Changxi was still unhappy, and Monkey continued to persuade him to go to the province or the capital, but it didn't work. At this moment, Lu Xiaoya said impatiently: "Are you pigs? If they don't believe it, just bet with them! Bet one million, if you are not convinced, go up the mountain!"

"Boom!"

Wu Changxi jumped up against the case and asked, "What did you say?!"

Lu Xiaoya was startled, and said weakly, "I... I'll just say it casually."

Monkey laughed and said: "You just said it casually, maybe it's a really good idea! If this competition can be facilitated, it will be a chance for the master to become famous. For Lao Wu, it will be a chance to rectify his name. By the way, he can also earn money." One sum!"

Wu Changxi nodded and said, "That's right, it's done! But the money will have to wait for a while..."

"No need, I'll pay for the money!" Monkey slapped his chest and shouted, it's a sure thing, it's sure to make a profit, and it's not worth it!

Wu Changxi was overjoyed and rushed out immediately. This time, he didn't go to Ouyang Huazai, but to his friends from the news media in the major newspapers, nothing else but to declare war on Ouyang Huazai!

We were friends from the beginning, and everyone heard about Wu Changxi's resignation after being hacked. For a time, under the same hatred and hatred, they forwarded it one after another!

Things got worse and worse, and soon, Ouyang Huazai knew about it.

Then Ouyang Huazai was a little dumbfounded when he saw the one million bet, one million? Although he is a famous calligrapher, one million is not a small number! Similarly, this number is not a small number for the other party! With such a big bet, could it be that the other party is confident?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Huazai didn't dare to gamble, but if he didn't reply, his reputation would be ruined! Which is more important, fame or money?

In the end Ouyang Huazai replied: "It's a gamble! But betting on words is meaningless, it's better to bet on whose handwriting is better! If the little monk's handwriting is really better than mine, I admit defeat! On the contrary, Wu Changxi must give me an apology." , and admitted that he is a liar for grandstanding!"

Wu Changxi shouted from the air: "No problem! If you lose, I only want 500,000, and the remaining 500,000 will be given to Master to repair the temple!"

Ouyang Huazai agreed, and the two agreed to go up the mountain in three days!

For a moment, the entire Heishan City people were attracted by the gamble of these two people, and everyone was looking forward to it, waiting for the final result. At the same time, I am also very curious, what kind of place is this Zhishan and Yizhi Temple? How could it lead to such a big battle? Although the society has developed to the present, calligraphy is no longer the mainstream, and great calligraphers are often silent among the crowd. But once this matter is exposed, it will still activate everyone's curiosity about traditional culture. In particular, this plot is very novel. A monk from a small remote temple that cannot be found challenges the calligraphy masters in this city? So much fun.

Everyone searched the Internet, and they were even more at a loss. Is there really a master in such a small place, such a remote place, such an inconspicuous place?

The power of netizens is boundless, soon someone dug up Jiang Ting's Weibo, and the matter of Yang Hua's begging for a child was exposed again. At the same time, Jiang Ting's latest update included the news that Han Xiaoguo's daughter Han Xiaomi, who was terminally ill with a brain tumor, was suspected to have been cured at Yizhi Temple.

Everyone was in an uproar, but there were more unbelievers.

"This finger temple is really hype!"