Chapter 543 Unbelievable! Bet [1 Update]

Futi and Hanti are two completely different fonts, and almost no one learns these two fonts at the same time.

After all, Fuguang and Han Yunsheng's life experiences are completely different, and their personalities are also very different.

Characters often best reflect a person's temperament, experience, etc. This also leads to the fact that basically no one can master cold body and supporting body at the same time.

It's just that the Calligraphy Association really has such a genius, who is proficient in cold body and supporting body at the same time.

But the reason why a genius is a genius is that when he is born, his talent is far beyond that of others.

Seeing the words "Ye Turns the Slope", the judges' expressions were all shocked.

"The little girl is still cold..."

"At her age, it's really good for her to be able to write such words."

"It's unbelievable, it's unbelievable."

Fu Qiao's expression also changed.

She really didn't expect that Ye Turning would still be cold.

I have to admit that the reason why the three major fonts are the top three is because they really dominate other fonts.

Especially when these three words are placed together, even Fu Qiao writes very well, but what everyone sees at first sight is only the middle word.

Another girl looked at the work of Ye Turning, with a bit of surprise and admiration flashing in her eyes.

But after taking a closer look, the girl discovered some clues.

She could tell that Ye Turning the River's skills were extremely strong, and even she was far inferior.

But with such a strong foundation, this word seems a bit too frivolous, and there is always a sense of disharmony.

Even the girls can see it, and so can the judges.

They were a little regretful, because Ye Turning could have written this picture better.

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

There is no doubt that in the second round, Ye Turning won the first place.

【Night Turning the Tide is awesome! He actually beat Fuqiao! 】

【Oh, what a pity! No wonder her support skills were still a little off, because she devoted another part of her energy to learning the cold style, and as a result, the cold style was also a little worse! 】

[If Ye Banglan could only specialize in one type of font, it is no exaggeration to say that she would definitely be better than Fu Qiao. Who is her teacher? What do you think, let her learn cold body and support body at the same time? Doesn't this harm people? 】

[Let’s not talk about the fonts. I didn’t expect to see Emperor Yongshun’s last words at a youth calligraphy competition. I was really touched... because so few people mentioned him. 】

[Emperor Yongshun was only sixteen years old when he committed suicide! What was I doing when I was sixteen? 】

[You cannot ignore Emperor Yongshun just because Taizu Zhaozong, King Yan and Princess Yongning are so glorious. He really did a very good job. 】

The chairman looked at the rising number of real-time viewers in the live broadcast room and couldn't help but take a breath: "This Miss Ye... is really incredible."

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, "The last words of Emperor Yongshun are only mentioned briefly in junior high school history books, and they will not be discussed systematically."

Just because that year, the experience of China Continent was too painful, and many, many people were lost.

And among these people, most of them can't even leave their names in the history books.

A page turned in a history book, a description of a few hundred words, is already a person's magnificent life.

"I see." The secretary understood and smiled, "Miss Ye must have had the same intention in participating in "Collection of China"."

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

**

On the other side, inside the box.

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

Yan Tingfeng smiled lightly but did not answer.

"I still think Miss Ye should be our Xiang family member." Xiang Shaoyu said slowly, "Look, in the two rounds of the competition, she wrote a poem by Ning Taizu and the last words of Emperor Yongshun. There are many heroes in history. , Why don’t other families have such treatment?”

Hearing these words, Rong Qi and Huo Yunyi both looked at him with complicated expressions, and unanimously thought that Xiang Shaoyu was daydreaming.

"Tell me, what will Miss Ye write about the third round of the championship and runner-up competition?" Xiang Shaoyu closed his fan, "Written about Taizu and Emperor Yongshun. I guess she will write about the next one. Write about Princess Yongning.”

Yan Tingfeng finally said: "I don't think so."

"Why not?" Xiang Shaoyu snorted slightly, "The settlement is not Princess Yongning, but also my Xiang family, do you want to bet?"

Of course he would bet with Yan Tingfeng if he was sure of it.

"A bet?" Yan Tingfeng smiled suddenly and said calmly, "Okay, what's the bet?"

Xiang Shaoyu raised his eyes and looked 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 calmly, "I want it."

"What?!" Xiang Shaoyu almost jumped up, "You really don't want it anymore, you want to be shocking. I can't decide whether Xuantian Yu will stay or go."

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

"Bet, of course I have to bet." Xiang Shaoyu leaned back, "This is a rare opportunity to win against you."

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

"I want a favor from you." Xiang Shaoyu waved his fan, "Will you give it to me or not?"

Hearing this, Huo Yunyi did not react, Rong Qi looked at Xiang Shaoyu deeply.

A favor from the owner of Shenxiao Tower is indeed very valuable.

"Okay." Yan Tingfeng took a sip of tea slowly, "Let's bet like this."

"Yunyi and Brother Rong are here, you and I can't go back on our word." Xiang Shaoyu said, "Then wait and see the third round of the game."

"Binghe." Yan Tingfeng suddenly said.

"Young Master!" Binghe entered the box quietly, "What do you want?"

"Go to the Calligraphy Association and buy the two pieces of calligraphy from Xiaowan." Yan Tingfeng's eyebrows were indifferent, "I don't care how much it costs."

Binghe clasped his fists: "Yes!"

Until Binghe left the box, Xiang Shaoyu suddenly reacted: "Why are you so fast?!"

He didn't even have this thought in his mind, and Yan Tingfeng had already sent someone to do it?

Yan Tingfeng glanced at him and smiled slowly: "Do you know why the latecomer wins?"

Xiang Shaoyu was slightly confused: "Why?"

Yan Tingfeng did not answer, but drank tea quietly.

Because he was fighting and grabbing.

**

At this moment, in the lounge at the back.

Fu Qiao realized that she was a little panicked, and sweat came out of her palms.

Before this calligraphy finals, she thought Ye Wanlan was just a show-off, and was lucky to be appreciated by Mr. Fu.

But today she realized that Ye Wanlan was really capable.

She asked herself, if she learned Fu and Han at the same time, she would never reach Ye Wanlan's level.

Could it be that she would really lose the championship of this calligraphy finals?

No...this can't be!

"Ms. Fu Qiao, the third round of the competition is about to start. You sweat a lot. Drink a cup of hot water to replenish your water first." The assistant handed her a glass of water.

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

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

"So what if they know?" Fu Qiao sneered, "Could it be that they plan to..."

At this point, she paused and her eyes lit up.

Yes, she is Mr. Fu's granddaughter.

With such a background, Ye Wanlan can never compare.

The assistant saw that she calmed down and smiled again: "Don't be angry, we will broadcast live later."

The third round of the competition will be broadcast live from beginning to end, that is, the contestants will be under everyone's sight from the moment they pick up the pen and dip the ink.

Even Fu Qiao had never experienced such a competition.

After drinking the water and relaxing her mood, she strode out of the lounge and entered the competition area.

Ye Wanlan walked neither slowly nor hurriedly and stepped onto the central platform.

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

[There is no limit on the font this time. Guess, will Ye Wanlan write Futi or Hanti? ]

[Let's write Hanti. After all, Fu Qiao will definitely write Futi. It's too difficult to surpass Fu Qiao in Futi. ]

[Get out of the way. I'll guess Yongning font directly. This is the only one missing from the three major fonts! ]