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Chapter 541 As expected, Miss Ye should belong to our Xiang family [1 update]

[Me too, me too! I could see with my own eyes that the teacher in charge's pupils were dilated. What did he write? ]

[Did Ye Wanlan bribe the organizer in advance and deliberately put on a show in front of the camera? I don't believe that the words he wrote can make the senior members of the calligraphy association show such expressions. ]

[I think so too. I have been learning calligraphy and 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. How come the organizers prepared a live broadcast for the Ye Wan Lan this year? ]

[Is there anyone who can dig up the financial backer behind her? ]

……

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

This made the chairman laugh so hard that he couldn't stop.

The influence of calligraphy can be further expanded, which of course they would like to see.

Even if today's live broadcast can make just one more person interested in calligraphy and want to learn it, then they will be successful!

Ye Wanlan wrote neither fast nor slow, and her expression was relaxed, as if she was at ease.

The title of the poem "Pozhenyue·Shenzhou" attracted all the attention of the female teacher, so when Ye Wanlan finished writing the first sentence "banners are all over the mountains, the drums of war have not stopped, the thin moon is like frost", she suddenly realized that Ye Wanlan was writing about Futi!
Although Fu Guang is a female poet, her calligraphy is majestic and has its own style.

Live a carefree life and don't worry about worldly affairs.

Such personality and experience make her calligraphy more vivid, with extremely high historical significance and collection value, and are also sought after by later generations.

Among the three major fonts, Fu style is the easiest to practice and imitate compared to Han style and Yongning style.

This is why twelve out of the eighteen contestants choose to be supported.

The light in the female teacher's eyes became brighter and brighter.

It was the first time she saw someone write Ning Taizu's poem in Futi style.

Ning Taizu was ambitious, but Fu Guang was calm and peaceful.

But in Ye Wanlan's writing, he perfectly combined the Futi style with the song "Pozhenyue Shenzhou".

The female teacher nodded silently. With a work like this, there would be no problem for it to be in the top 30.

At this moment, in a separate box.

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

"What do you think Miss Ye would write?" Xiang Shaoyu seemed to be thinking about something. "Miss Ye's article "To My Brother" is really well written. It turns out that Miss Ye should be a member of our Xiang family."

Huo Yunyi glanced at him and said coldly: "Don't put the blame on yourself. Don't speak without thinking."

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

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

Xiang Shaoyu choked.

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

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

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

"You've always been concerned about Miss Ye's affairs." Xiang Shaoyu touched his chin, "Why don't we place a bet? Which place will Miss Ye get today?"

"No need to bet." Yan Tingfeng said.

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

"Xiao Wan will only get first place." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "There's no need to bet."

This statement surprised the other three.

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

"No." Yan Tingfeng stretched out a hand to support his head, and asked with a smile, "But she will definitely be the first. Do you want to bet?"

"No bet!" Xiang Shaoyu was very alert, "I have never won a bet with you."

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

Although he was speaking to Xiang Shaoyu, his eyes were always looking into the distance.

A pair of beautiful eyes as clear as spring water revealed a cold chill and contained a hint of murderous intent.

As a brave and skilled King Qin on the battlefield, Hua Yingyue could clearly capture this fleeting murderous intent.

Even though she had no body at the moment, she felt as if all her nerves were tense.

Hua Yingyue's expression was stern. "What's wrong?" Xie Linyuan was right beside her. "Did you find any unstable factors?"

He followed her gaze and inadvertently met Yan Tingfeng's eyes.

"Who is this man?" Hua Yingyue frowned. "Why do I feel a strange sense of familiarity from him?"

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

Hua Yingyue's expression changed: "What?"

"We can't be completely sure now. Only Junior Sister can see us." Xie Linyuan said slowly, "Although he can't see us, he knows that we are beside Junior Sister."

The number of people who might seem familiar to them could be counted on one hand.

As a sword saint who travels the world with his sword, Xie Linyuan has very few interactions with Qin Wang Hua Yingyue who is stationed in the Eastern Wilderness.

"Let's observe him a little longer." 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 thought so too." Xie Linyuan nodded, "But he treated A Lan very well and was willing to risk his life for her."

They were not unaware that they were able to return to Shenzhou because of Ye Wanlan.

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

Princess Yongning will always be the hub connecting them together.

Ye Wanlan’s life is too important.

Nothing could possibly happen to her.

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

When the last bit of sand in the hourglass fell, a "ding--" sound rang, indicating the end of the first round of the competition.

All contestants handed their handwritten works to their respective teachers, who then handed them to the judges.

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

As Fu Qiao was the first place winner of the previous session, her calligraphy was the first to be handed to the judges.

The words she wrote also appeared on the live broadcast screen.

What Fu Qiao wrote was a poem about the moon by Fu Guang, which is very popular and is a must-memorize poem in junior high school.

The combination of supporting the body and supporting the light is definitely a combination that will never go wrong.

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

[Fu Qiao is really amazing, he is worthy of being the one who inherited the true teachings from 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. I think no one would disagree that she is the best calligrapher of the younger generation, right? ]

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

Their scores are 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 words was displayed to the judges and on the screen at the same time.

The five large and flamboyantly written characters "Pozhen Music·Shenzhou" caught everyone's eyes.

"..."

The judges' breathing paused for a moment.

The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded!
[Oh my god, it’s “Pozhenle·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 Futi, can anyone who knows calligraphy tell me how she writes? ]

[At least he has more than ten years of experience, hiss... Looking at it this way, I think he is no worse than Fu Qiao! ]

The judges were whispering to each other in amazement.

"It turned out to be "Pozhen Music: Shenzhou" written by Futi..."

"It's the first time I've seen such a combination, but it doesn't seem out of place 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, right?
Absolutely impossible!