Chapter 545 Turning the Tide at Night: Do I need it? 【1 update】
She spoke calmly, with a slight smile, as calm as if she was going to a teahouse to drink tea.
But this simple sentence contains a powerful force.
The judges, who had never expected Ye Banlan to say this so bluntly, were shocked to the spot.
Their faces were full of disbelief, and they stared at Ye Turning the Tide with wide eyes.
"..."
The entire scene was silent for a moment, and even the barrage in the live broadcast room was empty at this time.
The first person to react was the backstage staff, who urgently stopped the live broadcast.
The live broadcast room turned into a black screen, but the few words he said to turn the tide the night before had already been heard by the audience.
【Did I hear wrongly? Retire directly from the competition at the awards ceremony? ? ! 】
[Crazy, Ye Turn the Tide, who does she think she is? Is she really so sure that she can write better than Fu Qiao? 】
【I have already said that I can only recognize the comments of people who can only recognize the font as a support body! 】
【One word, cool! Two words, so handsome! Three words, Ye Jie Gang! 】
[The Calligraphy Association is definitely practicing favoritism, but anyone who has a deep understanding of it and has studied Fu Ti will not fail to see who writes well. 】
【Chilling... I always thought that the Calligraphy Association was fair and just. 】
The chairman, who had been watching the competition in the box, never expected that something would go wrong at the last minute. He was also anxious: "Miss Ye obviously wrote better, why didn't she get the first place? Go and see what happened. Something’s going on!”
The secretary responded, and then came back in a hurry after leaving for only two minutes.
"Chairman, I mean the president." The secretary was a little embarrassed, "Miss Fu Qiao is the granddaughter of Mr. Fu Lao, so they..."
"What?!" Chairman Somewhat unbelievable, "Is it because of this?"
The secretary lowered his head, said no more, and just nodded silently.
"The president is confused!" The chairman said, "Calligraphy, which represents China's traditional culture, how can you give awards to random people just because of something like this? This will destroy the credibility of the Calligraphy Association!"
The secretary has been with the chairman for many years and naturally knows this clearly.
"Isn't it because the calligraphy association has been established for a long time that the president can be so authoritarian?" The secretary hesitated and whispered, "But this time, even if the first prize is awarded to Fu Miss Qiao, the matter will pass after a while. The chairman must have thought so too."
The chairman fell silent and repeated: "He is really an old fool!"
Not only in the circle of calligraphy, but also in other circles that have been passed down for a long time, the top resources and honors are only occupied by a small group of people, and then passed down from generation to generation.
Indeed, similar things have long been commonplace. At most, they caused some turmoil of resistance at the time, but then everything was calm.
Today’s award is not only decided by the president of the Calligraphy Association, but also by a small group of people in the calligraphy circle.
Ke Ye Turns the Tide is such a genius, is he really going to let the calligraphy world suffer this much?
If you only care about the immediate interests, should you ignore the long-term inheritance of calligraphy?
At the competition site, the live broadcast was completely terminated and the photographers also left.
"Miss Ye, you must know that by doing this, you are openly opposing the calligraphy world." One of the judges kindly advised in a low voice, "It will be difficult to make a name for yourself in the calligraphy world in the future, and it will not even be possible." Any teacher will accept you."
Ye Wanlan still looked calm, and she even deepened her smile: "Do I need it?"
It was not a mocking tone, but it made all the judges happy. They all felt embarrassed.
Since Ye Wanlan did not use her full strength in the first round, who can prove that she used her full strength in the final showdown?
"Ye Turning the Lantern, what are you so arrogant about?" Fu Qiao was shocked and angry, "The results were judged by many elders of the Calligraphy Association, but you were not selected, so you do this? So disrespectful Opponent, I think you don’t want to be in the calligraphy world anymore”
"Opponent?" Ye Banlan didn't look at her, turned around and left, "You're not qualified yet."
To be an opponent, you must have a certain level of strength.
The girl hugged the scroll and left openly, leaving only an angry Fu Qiao and the embarrassed judges.
Because it was a live broadcast, what happened at the Youth Calligraphy Finals quickly swept through all major social media platforms.
#calligraphy finals, unfair#
#夜 Turn the Lan, Support the Body#
#夜 Turn the Lan: I won’t play with you anymore#
[Hey, today’s Calligraphy Association made a joke. It took a lot of effort to make a joke. The game was broadcast live, but the contestant was slapped in the face and retired from the competition. 】
【Ye Turnan fought against the entire Calligraphy Association by herself, well... I don’t know whether to say she is too brave or reckless. 】
【I have a hunch... Although Ye Banlan's behavior is not wrong, she will probably be banned by the calligraphy community for doing so. 】
[Young people still can't keep their temper. They should not lose their temper over this kind of thing. You will know when you get older. 】
Outside the Calligraphy Association’s competition venue, the sun was shining brightly. The sunshine diluted the air-conditioning caused by the competition, and the cheerful sounds of birds chirping could be heard in my ears. "Principal, I'm sorry, but I still haven't been able to fulfill my agreement with you." Ye Banlan was on the phone with the principal of No. 7 Middle School. "I withdrew from this year's calligraphy finals and did not receive the award."
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"No - no no no! You did very well, very well." The principal of No. 7 Middle School said hurriedly, "I have been watching the live broadcast. Unfair things must be brought up. You must not let yourself suffer. I feel wronged.”
Being patient for a while can indeed bring peace and tranquility, but the more you tolerate it, the more you end up being bullied again and again.
China has had a "rebellious spirit" since ancient times. It is not rebellion or rebellion, but the courage to resist and fight and never admit defeat.
And young people always have to move up.
"Classmate Ye, I was worried that you were feeling bad, and I was about to call you to comfort you." The principal of No. 7 Middle School smiled, "But then I thought about it, I was overthinking it. When have you ever felt internally conflicted?"
Ye Banlan smiled slightly: "I will accept your compliment. I wonder how the enrollment will be this year?"
"It's great!" Speaking of this, Qi The principal of the middle school brightened up and said, "After the high school entrance examination, many students and parents came to ask. We will definitely reach the enrollment quota this year."
Ye Banlan chatted with the principal of No. 7 Middle School for a few more words before ending the call.
“Xiao Wan.” Someone called her from behind.
Ye turned around and nodded slightly towards Yan Tingfeng: "Listen."
"The writing is very good, I like it very much." Yan Tingfeng smiled, "Calligraphy Don’t take the association’s evaluation to heart.”
“I have never cared about fame and fortune.” Ye Banlan looked up and looked at the falling sun and said lightly, “It’s just when I encounter this kind of thing. I thought about how many people have been treated unfairly.”
Yan Tingfeng's eyes were dark.
"Miss Ye." Another voice said with a smile, "Yun Yi can't speak easily. I'm here to help him ask for the words you wrote in your letter. We all think it's very good. Yun Yi wants to Buy this calligraphy and hang it in the study."
Rong Qi asked a question: "Brother Huo...does he have a study?"
Huo Yunyi said expressionlessly. ..."
There isn't one now, but when he goes back he can ask the Huo family to build one for him right away.
Hearing this, Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows and was about to say something when her hand was held down by Yan Tingfeng's slightly cold hand: "Xiao Wan, I want it too, do I have priority?"
He looked at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes, and his long eyelashes blinked, like the thin wings of a butterfly, flapping gently.
Ye Banlan paused for a full three seconds and stuffed the scroll in his arms into his arms: "You don't need to buy it. If you want it, I'll give it to you."
" You are not a descendant of the six sects, so why do you insist on buying this set of characters?" Xiang Shaoyu said silently, "You have already bought two sets, why don't you leave one for your brothers?"
"No way? ." Yan Tingfeng put the scroll away slowly.
Xiang Shaoyu: "..."
He has never seen such a domineering person like Yan Tingfeng!
Rong Qi, the only one who knew the inside story, shook his head slightly.
This painting has the words "Master Shenxiao, number one in the world". How could Yan Tingfeng refuse?
"If Mr. Huo likes it, I can write a word specifically related to the Shence Army when I get back." Ye Banlan smiled lightly.
"Okay." Huo Yunyi, who was originally decadent, cheered up, "Thank you, Miss Ye."
"What about me?" Xiang Shaoyu pointed at himself, "I want to ask Miss Ye for help." I want a word related to Princess Yongning.”
Ye Banlan did not refuse: “Okay.”
“Although I don’t care, it won’t affect anything, but the calligraphy association. We can't just let it go." Yan Tingfeng said calmly, "There can be no partiality in who should win the prize."
Xiang Shaoyu also said coldly."
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Because he went to the hospital in the morning, Mr. Fu Lao was not able to see the game.
As soon as he left the hospital, he hurried over.
"Mr. Fu Lao, congratulations to your granddaughter for winning first place in this calligraphy competition and winning the first place again." When the vice president saw him, he stood up and said respectfully.
Mr. Fu Lao nodded and said: "Where is the work?"
"Here it is." The vice president hurriedly took out Fu Qiao's words, "Please take a look, Miss Fu Qiao's skill has improved a lot."
Mr. Fu Lao nodded: " I’m asking about Ye Xiaoyou’s works, where are they?”