Chapter 543
Unbelievable! Bet [1 update]
Chapter 543 Unbelievable! Bet [1 update]
Fu style and Han style are two completely different fonts, and almost no one learns these two fonts at the same time.
After all, Fu Guang and Han Yunsheng have completely different life experiences and their personalities are also very different.
And words can often best reflect a person's temperament, experience, etc., which also leads to the fact that basically no one can master both the cold body and the supporting body at the same time.
It’s just that there is such a genius in the Calligraphy Association, who is proficient in both Han style and Fu style.
But the reason why a genius is a genius is that his talent is far beyond that of others when he is born.
When the judges saw Ye Wanlan's calligraphy, they were all shocked.
"The little girl still has a cold body..."
"At her age, it's really great that she can write like this."
"It's unbelievable. It's unbelievable."
Fu Qiao's expression also changed.
She really didn't expect that Ye Wanlan would suffer from a cold.
We have to admit that the reason why the three major fonts are the three major is because they do outweigh other fonts.
Especially when these three words were placed together, even though Fu Qiao wrote very well, the first thing everyone saw was only the middle word.
Another girl looked at Ye Wanlan's work, and a look of surprise and admiration flashed across her eyes.
But after looking at it carefully, the girl discovered some clues.
She could see that Ye Wanlan had a very solid foundation, even she was far inferior to him.
But with such a solid foundation, this pair of calligraphy seems a bit too light, and there is always a sense of disharmony.
Even girls can see it, so the judges can too.
They felt a little regretful because Ye Wanlan could have written this calligraphy better.
But the three major fonts are indeed stronger than other fonts, which is indisputable.
There is no doubt that in the second round, Ye Wanlan won the first place.
[Ye Wanlan is awesome! He actually beat Fu Qiao! ]
[Oh, what a pity! No wonder her Fu Ti writing is still a little bit off, because she devoted another part of her energy to learning Han Ti, and as a result, Han Ti is also a little bit off! ]
[If Ye Wanlan could specialize in only one type of calligraphy, it is no exaggeration to say that she would definitely be better than Fu Qiao. Who is her teacher? What was she thinking, letting her learn both the Han style and the Fu style at the same time? Isn't this harming her? ]
[Let’s not talk about the font first. I didn’t expect to see this last words of Emperor Yongshun in a youth calligraphy competition. I was really moved… because there are so few people who mention him.]
[Emperor Yongshun was only sixteen when he committed suicide! What was I doing when I was sixteen? ]
[We cannot ignore Emperor Yongshun just because Taizu Zhaozong, Prince of Yan, and Princess Yongning are so glorious. He really did a great job.]
The chairman looked at the number of real-time viewers in the live broadcast room, and couldn't help but take a breath: "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," said the chairman. "Emperor Yongshun's last words are only briefly mentioned in junior high school history books, and are not systematically discussed."
It was because what happened in mainland China that year was so tragic, and many, many people were lost.
Among these people, the vast majority of them did not even have their names recorded in history books.
A page turned over in the history book, a narration of a few hundred words, is already a person's eventful life.
"I see." The secretary understood and smiled, "Miss Ye participated in "Collection of Shenzhou" for the same reason."
"Many people say that today's young people are a lost generation, but I don't think so." The chairman said slowly, "I believe they will create a better future."
**
On the other side, inside the box.
Rong Qi couldn't help but be slightly shocked: "No wonder Brother Yan trusts Miss Ye so much, she is proficient in both cold body and supporting body."
Yan Tingfeng smiled faintly and did not answer.
"I still think Miss Ye should be a member of our Xiang family." Xiang Shaoyu said slowly, "Look, in the two rounds of competition, she wrote the poems of Ning Taizu and the last words of Emperor Yongshun. There are many heroes in history, why don't other families receive such treatment?"
Hearing these words, Rong Qi and Huo Yunyi looked at him with complicated expressions, and they both thought that Xiang Shaoyu was daydreaming.
"What do you think Miss Ye will write about in the third round of the championship and runner-up competition?" Xiang Shaoyu closed his fan. "She wrote about Taizu, and then she wrote about Emperor Yongshun. I guess she will write about Princess Yongning next."
Yan Tingfeng finally spoke at this time: "Not necessarily."
"Why not?" Xiang Shaoyu snorted. "Even if she's not Princess Yongning, she's still a member of my Xiang family. Do you want to bet?"
Of course, he would bet with Yan Tingfeng on something that he was sure of. "Bet?" Yan Tingfeng suddenly smiled and said slowly, "Okay, what's the bet?"
Xiang Shaoyu raised his eyes to look at him: "What do you want? You seem to be uninterested in many things."
"There is a piece of Xuantian Jade in Qianyuan's treasury." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "I want it."
"What?!" Xiang Shaoyu almost jumped up, "You really don't want it, but if you want it, you're amazing. I can't decide whether Xuantianyu stays or goes."
Yan Tingfeng still looked calm and composed: "So you're still gambling?"
"Bet, of course I have to bet." Xiang Shaoyu leaned back, "This is a rare chance to win 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 Lord of Shenxiao Tower is indeed very valuable.
"Okay." Yan Tingfeng took a sip of tea slowly, "Let's bet like this."
"Brother Yun Yi and Brother Rong are here, so we can't go back on our word." Xiang Shaoyu said, "Then let's wait and see the third round of the competition."
"Ice River." Yan Tingfeng said suddenly.
"Young Master!" Binghe entered the box silently, "What do you want me to do?"
"Go to the calligraphy association and buy Xiao Wan's two pieces of calligraphy." Yan Tingfeng's eyebrows were indifferent, "I don't care about the price."
Binghe clasped his fists: "Yes!"
It wasn't until Binghe left the box that Xiang Shaoyu suddenly realized: "Why are you so fast?!"
He hadn't even thought of this yet, but Yan Tingfeng had already sent someone to do it?
Yan Tingfeng glanced at him and smiled slowly: "Do you know why the latecomers are the winners?"
Xiang Shaoyu was slightly confused: "Why?"
Yan Tingfeng did not answer, but drank tea quietly.
Because he fights and grabs.
**
At this moment, in the lounge at the back.
Fu Qiao then realized that she was a little panicked and sweat appeared on 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 both Fu Ti and Han Ti at the same time, she would never be able to reach Ye Wanlan's level.
Could it be that she will really lose the championship in this calligraphy finals?
No...this can't be!
"Ms. Fu Qiao, the third round of the competition is about to begin. You have sweated a lot. Drink a glass of hot water to replenish your water first." The assistant handed her a glass of water.
Fu Qiao was very impatient: "I'm not in the mood, leave me alone."
"Ms. Fu Qiao, you don't have to worry about the competition." As if he could see what was in her mind, the assistant smiled and said, "Your status in the calligraphy world is far beyond that of Ye Wanlan. Who among the judges present today doesn't know that you are Mr. Fu's granddaughter?"
"So what if they know?" Fu Qiao sneered, "Could it be that they are planning to..."
Having said this, she suddenly paused and her eyes lit up.
Yes, she is Mr. Fu’s granddaughter.
With such a background, Ye Wanlan could never compare to it.
Seeing that she had calmed down, the assistant smiled again and said, "Don't be angry, we will be doing a live broadcast later."
The third round of the competition will be broadcast live from beginning to end, which means that the contestants will be under everyone's sight from the moment they pick up their pens and dip them into ink.
This kind of competition style was the first time for Lian Fuqiao.
After drinking some water and calming herself down, she strode out of the lounge and into the competition area.
Ye Wanlan walked neither slowly nor hurriedly and also stepped onto the central platform.
Long tables, pens, ink, paper and inkstones were prepared on both sides for the contestants to write.
[There is no font limit this time. Guess, will Ye Wanlan write in Futi or Hanti? ]
[Let’s just write Han style. After all, Fu Qiao will definitely write Fu style. It’s too difficult to surpass Fu Qiao in Fu style.]
[Get out of the way, I'll just guess Yongning font, this is the only one missing from the three major fonts! ]