Chapter 541 As Expected, Miss Ye Should Be a Member of Our Xiang Family [1 Update]

【Me too, me too! I can see with the naked eye that the pupils of the teacher in charge are dilated. What did he write? 】

[Ye Banglan bribed the organizer in advance and deliberately put on a show in front of the camera, right? I don't believe that my handwriting can make a senior member of the Calligraphy Association look like this. 】

[I think so too. I have been learning calligraphy and I am also paying close attention to the actions of the Calligraphy Association. In previous years, there was no live broadcast of the Youth Calligraphy Finals. The results were all checked on the official website of the Calligraphy Association. Why did they turn the tide this night and host it? Fang is also preparing for a live broadcast? 】

[Has anyone found out who is behind her? 】

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As the number of people entering the live broadcast room increased, the organizer had to open an additional live broadcast room to divert traffic.

This made the chairman laugh from ear to ear.

The influence of calligraphy can be further expanded, which of course they are happy to see.

Even if today's live broadcast only makes one more person interested in calligraphy and wants to learn it, then they are all successful!

Ye Banglan writes neither fast nor slowly, and her expression is also very relaxed and at ease.

The title of "Breaking Formation Music·Shenzhou" attracted the female teacher's full attention, so she didn't suddenly realize it until Ye Banglan finished writing the first sentence, "The flags are all over the mountain, the drums have not stopped, and the moon is as thin as frost." , "Ye Turning the Slope" is about supporting the body!

Although Fuguang is a female poet, her words are still majestic and have their own style.

Live freely in the world and don't care about worldly affairs.

Such character and experience make her calligraphy more vivid, which has extremely high historical significance and collection value, and has also been sought after by future generations.

Among the three major fonts, Fu Ti is the best to practice and imitate compared to Han Ti and Yong Ning Ti.

This is also the reason why 12 of the 18 contestants choose to support the body.

The female teacher's eyes became brighter and brighter.

This was the first time she saw someone using a support body to write a poem by Ning Taizu.

Ning Taizu was ambitious, but Fuguang was calm and calm.

But in Ye Puanlan's writing, he perfectly combined the body support with the song "Breaking Formation Music·China".

The female teacher nodded silently. There was absolutely no problem with such a work entering the top thirty.

At this moment, in an independent box.

Three heirs of this generation from the five great families in Yunjing actually appeared here.

"What do you think Miss Ye will write?" Xiang Shaoyu thought thoughtfully, "Miss Ye's article "To Brother Wang" was really good. Sure enough, Miss Ye should be a member of our Xiang family."

Huo Yunyi glanced at him and said coldly: "Don't blame yourself. You can't speak wisely."

"What's the problem with what I said?" Xiang Shaoyu shrugged, "Miss Ye wrote to King Yan in the tone of Princess Yongning in the college entrance examination room, which shows that Miss Ye is for our Xiang family."

"That was also the Xiang royal family three hundred years ago." Yan Tingfeng said calmly, "Wait until you finish handling all the affairs of your Xiang family before you say such things."

Xiang Shaoyu choked.

Although the Xiang family today is the head of the five great families in Yunjing, it is still far behind the Xiang royal family three hundred years ago.

"Why did Brother Yan come back from Beilu so quickly?" Rong Qi asked, "Grandpa said that you didn't stay for a few days."

Yan Tingfeng rubbed the thermos cup with her fingers and smiled slightly: "In my plan, I will definitely come back to watch Xiao Wan's calligraphy competition."

"You always have your heart when it comes to Miss Ye." Xiang Shaoyu touched his chin, "Why don't we place bets on where Miss Ye will get tonight?"

"No need to place bets," Yan Tingfeng said.

Xiang Shaoyu raised his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Xiaowan will only win first place." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "There is no need to place a bet."

This sentence surprised the other three people.

"I have never seen Miss Ye write before." Huo Yunyi pondered, "Brother Yan is so sure, he must have seen it before."

"Never." Yan Tingfeng stretched out a hand to support his head and asked with a smile, "But she must be the first. Do you want to bet?"

"Don't bet!" Xiang Shaoyu was very vigilant, "I won't win if I bet with you."

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't win?" The smile on Yan Tingfeng's lips deepened, "Only by trying will new results appear."

Although his words were directed at Xiang Shaoyu, his eyes remained in the distance.

A pair of beautiful, clear eyes that were as clear as spring water were filled with coldness and a hint of murderous intent.

As the King of Qin who was brave and good at fighting on the battlefield, Hua Yingyue was able to clearly capture this fleeting murderous intention.

Even though she had no body at all at this moment, she actually felt like her nerves were tense.

Hua Yingyue's expression was solemn.

"What's wrong?" Xie Linyuan was beside her, "But what unstable factors were found?"

He followed her gaze and inadvertently made eye contact with Yan Tingfeng.

"Who is this man?" Hua Yingyue frowned, "Why do I sense some inexplicable familiarity from him?"

"You feel it too?" Xie Linyuan was a little surprised, "To be honest, I feel the same way, and he can sense my existence."

Hua Yingyue's expression changed: "What?"

"It's not completely certain now. Only Junior Sister can see us." Xie Linyuan said slowly, "Although he can't see us, he knows that we are by Junior Sister's side."

People who may be familiar to them can be counted in one slap.

As a swordsman who travels the world with a sword in the martial arts world, Xie Linyuan and Qin Wang Hua Yingyue stationed in the East Wilderness have very few interactions.

"Observe more." Hua Yingyue frowned slightly, "As long as he doesn't hurt A Lan, then even if he can sense our presence, it won't be a problem for us."

"I think so too." Xie Linyuan nodded, "But he treats A Lan very well and is willing to risk his life for her."

They are not unaware that they can return to Shenzhou because of Ye Wanlan.

Although the Xiang royal family has long been destroyed, their spirit and blood will live forever.

Princess Yongning will always be the hub that connects them together.

Ye Wanlan's life is too important.

She must not get into trouble.

Time passed by minute by minute, Ye Wanlan had put down his pen, and other contestants in other compartments were still writing.

When the last bit of sand in the hourglass fell, a bell rang, indicating that the first round of the competition was over.

All contestants handed their calligraphy to their respective teachers, who then handed it to the judges.

There were ten judges in total, and the sum of each judge's scores was the final score.

As the first place winner of the previous session, Fu Qiao's calligraphy was also handed to the judges first.

Her calligraphy also appeared on the live screen.

Fu Qiao wrote a poem about the moon by Fu Guang, which is very popular and a must-remember chapter for junior high school students.

Fu style with Fu Guang's poem is definitely a perfect match.

The judges were very satisfied with her calligraphy and gave it a high score of 98.8.

[Fu Qiao is still amazing, and she deserves to be taught by Mr. Fu. ]

[Compared to the last time, Fu Qiao has made a lot of progress! How old is she this year? I dare not imagine how high her achievements will be in the future. No one should have any objection to saying that she is the first calligrapher of the younger generation, right? 】

With Fu Qiao's poem as a shining example, the following contestants who also used Fu style seemed a little inferior.

Their scores were mostly concentrated around 85 and 90 points, which shows how terrifying Fu Qiao's score of 98.8 is.

[Finally, it's Ye Wanlan's turn! I want to see what she wrote! ]

A new pair of characters was displayed on the judges and the screen at the same time.

The five large characters "Pozhen Music·Shenzhou" with flying dragons and phoenixes caught everyone's eyes.

"..."

The judges' breathing paused for a moment.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded!

[Damn, it's "Pozhen Music·Shenzhou"! My favorite poem! ]

[Every time I read this poem, my blood boils, and I can't wait to go to the battlefield and follow Ning Taizu to conquer the world. ]

[I can only recognize that it is Fu style. Can friends who know calligraphy tell me how her characters are? ]

[At least more than ten years of foundation, hiss... Looking at it this way, I think it's not worse than Fu Qiao! 】

The judges were all talking to each other, amazed.

"It turned out to be "Pozhenle·Shenzhou" written by Fu Ti..."

"It's the first time I've seen such a combination, but it doesn't seem abrupt at all."

Fu Qiao couldn't hear what the judges said, but she could clearly catch the expressions on their faces, and her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It's impossible that Ye Wanlan's score... is really higher than hers?

Absolutely impossible!