Chapter 542 Cold Body and Support Body, there is no one she can’t do [2 updates]
Among her peers, Fu Qiao is very confident that no one’s support body can compare with hers.
Besides, no one can get the personal inheritance from Mr. Fu like her.
But even if Ye Banlan got a higher score than her in the first round, it would not help.
Because this time she just wrote casually and didn't show her real skills yet.
Why not let Ye turn the tide?
Thinking of this, Fu Qiao calmed down and watched the judges whispering among themselves.
“I give this handwriting a score of 9.8. It is very well written.”
“Well, there is still room for improvement, so I can’t give it too high a score...”
< br>Soon, the scores of the ten judges came out.
The final result of adding up the scores is——
96.40 points!
With a "swish" sound, the results were refreshed on the screen at the same time.
【What a high score! Is this the first time Ye Banglan has participated in a competition? It’s the first time I took part in the competition to get such a high score]
[I still can’t compare to Fu Qiao, Fu Qiao casually got nearly a perfect score. 】
【In the first round, everyone competed on their true skills, and they must have tried their best. Otherwise, it would be terrible if they didn't make it to the next round. 】
【Ye Banlan's score is really very good, but she doesn't seem to be planning to specialize in calligraphy in the future? 】
“Huh?” Besides drinking, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting are also among his few hobbies.
As an expert, he can naturally see the difference between this calligraphy and the calligraphy Ye Banlan usually practices.
Practicing calligraphy is already casual, but in Xie Linyuan's opinion, this handwriting is even more casual.
“Why, the sword master who walks the world and has countless enemies doesn’t know how to keep his own trump card?” Hua Yingyue raised her eyebrows, “Since you can win easily without using all your strength, then why do you have to use it? "What about full strength?"
Xie Linyuan said helplessly: "I think this is enough for martial arts."
"No, this is the case for everything." Shen Shen said, "Alan got the top score in liberal arts with full marks in the college entrance examination. He is the target of public criticism. There is nothing wrong with people carrying bis, but it will bring disaster. You have forgotten the Global Center."
Hearing this, Xie Linyuan's expression gradually became serious. got up.
He has been walking around the rivers and lakes all year round, so he doesn't know that things like killing people and stealing goods happen all the time.
The emergence of genius will indeed be recruited by all parties.
But there are many more geniuses who have been obliterated midway through their growth.
Such overt and covert fighting led to the decline of martial arts wizards for a period of time.
"Did Miss Ye not use all her strength?" Xiang Shaoyu also asked, "Look, the six words at the bottom of this poem, 'holding the long tassel, binding the clouds', are obviously too casual. ”
Presumably the extra points were deducted precisely because of this sentence.
Yan Tingfeng glanced at it and said noncommittally: "You have sharp eyes."
"Of course." Xiang Shaoyu fanned, "I also have a collection of Fuguang's original works. Young Master, for me, calligraphy and painting are the most basic things that must be learned."
Huo Yunyi hesitated for a moment: "You mean, Miss Ye has retained her strength?"
"A work of practicing penmanship." Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly, "Let's read on."
The happiest person on the field was Fu Qiao.
She also believes that the contestants will use their full strength in the first round. Since Ye Banlan's score is lower than hers, it will always be lower than hers.
Fu Qiao straightened her chest. She knew that Mr. Fu was watching today's game in the box, and she would definitely prove to him that she was the one who should inherit everything from him!
There is no doubt that both Fu Qiao and Ye Puan Lan entered the second round, and the third person was also a girl, writing about cold body.
Although Su Xubai scored more than 90 points, he was still eliminated.
He came down the stage in despair, and even when Su's mother, who was waiting outside, called him, he didn't respond immediately.
"Xu Bai, don't be discouraged. Your opponent this time is too strong." Su's mother comforted him, "Miss Fu Qiao is the granddaughter of Fu Lao. It is normal that she cannot compare with her."
Su Xubai said nothing.
Su's mother paused and then asked: "Xu Bai, you know Miss Ye, right?"
Hearing Su's mother ask this, Su Xubai was in a trance for a moment. .
At the beginning, Ye Banlan was just a transfer student in Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School who got into the school through connections. However, just one year later, even his mother even wanted to call him "Ms. Ye" ". How could it change so much?
It was completely turned upside down.
"Xu Bai?" Su's mother called again, "Are you listening?"
Su Xubai forced himself to come to his senses, he lowered his head: "Well, Mom, we all It’s from Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School.”
"Why haven't I heard you mention Miss Overnight?" Su's mother gave him a reproachful look, "Why did mother tell you? You must make friends with such people early, otherwise it will be very difficult in the future."
Su Xubai pursed her lower lip, looking a little embarrassed.
Of course he didn't dare to say that he and Xue Yiwei had publicly rejected Ye Turning the Waves together, and they had always thought that she was a grandstanding person who wanted to compete in every field.
"Neither you nor your father have any medical talent. It's okay in your life, we can still provide you with resources, but what about the future?" Su's mother babbled, "We must know more people like Miss Ye. Only those who are from the same school can make a broad path. After the competition is over, I will accompany you to invite Miss Ye to come home."
"Mom, no!" Su Xubai blurted out. .
Seeing his abnormal attitude, Mother Su narrowed her eyes: "Xu Bai, are you hiding something from me?"
"I..." Su Xu Bai's voice sounded a little Powerless, she had to change the subject in a hurry, "Mom, I saw Su Xueqing yesterday."
"Su Xueqing?" Su's mother's expression changed, "Are you sure she appeared in Yunjing?"
"Yes." Su Xubai lowered his head, "I advised her to leave, but she didn't listen."
"Okay, you don't have to worry about this anymore." Mother Su's eyes were filled with tears. Point calculation, "Mom will take care of it."
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The second round of competition is about to begin, and Ye Banglan is waiting in the waiting area.
"Ye Turns the Tide, you can't win against me." Fu Qiao stepped forward and sneered in a low voice, "You can't alienate the relationship between me and grandpa."
< br>Ye Banlan tilted his head: "Have you eaten garlic today?"
Fu Qiao was stunned: "What?"
Her expression went blank for a moment, obviously unable to understand Ye Ban Why did Lan say such a thing suddenly?
"You are very loud." Ye Banlan said lightly, "Stay away from me."
"Ye Banlan, you..." Fu Qiao jumped in anger.
When she was about to curse, there was a "dang——" sound, the bell rang, and the second round began.
“You wait!” Fu Qiao glanced at her angrily, “I am defeated!”
The second round requires contestants to write in a different font than the first round. This restriction is indeed a great difficulty for the contestants.
Fu Qiao only specialized in Fu Ti, a font, while the other girl also specialized in Han Ti.
The two of them unanimously chose words outside the three major fonts, which was very safe.
Ye Banlan picked up the pen without any thought, dipped it in ink and put it on the rice paper.
This time, what she wrote was the blood letter left on the city wall by Yongshun Emperor Xiang Chen before his death in 1723 of the Chinese calendar -
"I have no shame to face my ancestors. , Give me my dead body in exchange for my people..."
In just a few sentences, Night Turning the Tide was a bit difficult to write.
After she slowly exhaled, she wrote the last eight words -
"The sun and the moon are above, and they will always shine on China."
Ye Wan Lan put down the pen and slowly calmed down the violent emotions in his heart.
Fu Qiao glanced at her and snorted coldly.
It’s just writing a single word. To be able to breathe so fast is really a waste of time.
When the time is up, the three words are displayed in front of the judges and the live broadcast screen at the same time.
The first thing that 90% of the audience saw was the words Ye Banglan, because her handwriting was very outstanding.
[Wait a minute, isn’t this a cold body? ! 】
【She can support the body and also chill it? Is she a pervert? 】
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