Winning the Future Master Award not only represents honor, but also a hidden benefit.
That is the opportunity to be accepted as a disciple by the chief judge and occupy a place in the world of calligraphy and painting.
In previous calligraphy and painting competitions, it was already very good for everyone to have a master-level calligrapher and painter.
This time, three people came all at once, which inevitably made everyone feel itchy.
Qi Yuanzheng and Feng Zhitong left their seats together. They smiled understandingly and walked towards the three people who won the Future Master Award.
Luo Mingdao rolled his eyes, naturally not wanting to lag behind, and followed closely.
To be fair, Fan Tingting is the one the three masters most want to recruit.
Firstly, it’s because Fan Tingting’s potential is even greater.
What's more, Fan Tingting is still young now. If she becomes a disciple at this time, she won't have too many interests involved and her thoughts are relatively simple.
As for Shi Tiankuo and Lin Wanhe, even if they were accepted as disciples, their relationship was more of a superficial one.
The interest involved is more important than the master and apprentice themselves, and the path and style of the two people have been basically finalized and are not easy to change.
Qi Yuanzheng glanced at Fan Tingting with a very complicated expression, feeling very reluctant to leave.
He really wanted to accept Fan Tingting as his disciple, but unfortunately he knew that he was not qualified at all.
Yang Haoran's ability is far superior to him, what qualifications does he have to say this?
So I could only settle for the next best thing and looked at Shi Tiankuo.
"Shi Tiankuo, I am willing to accept you as my disciple. I wonder if you are willing?"
Shi Tiankuo's eyes lit up, there was nothing he didn't want to do.
As long as he has this title, he is a disciple of the master. His master will be famous and his worth will be doubled.
Without thinking, he turned over and prostrated.
"Master, please accept my disciple's bow!"
Qi Yuanzheng laughed and stretched out his hand.
"Get up and go back to my house. Master and apprentice, you and me, can have a good chat."
"Thank you, Master."
Chatting with a master is not about talking about ordinary things, it is about imparting something.
Shi Tiankuo was already happy and even happier.
Luo Mingdao hesitated for a moment. He did not expect Qi Yuanzheng to give up on Fan Tingting.
He had the intention to speak out, but he was self-aware.
Although he is also a master, compared with Feng Zhitong, he is still a little behind.
If Fan Tingting was allowed to follow him, Feng Zhitong would be unhappy and would delay Fan Tingting.
Forget it, the loyal Luo Mingdao looked at Lin Wanhe.
"Lin Wanhe, are you willing to become my teacher?"
"Master is here, please accept my disciple's bow."
All eyes were on Fan Tingting and Feng Zhitong.
Everyone was envious and sighed repeatedly.
"Although the three chief judges are all at the Grandmaster level, seriously speaking, Master Feng is better.
In the ranking of Chinese calligraphy and painting masters, Master Feng is now firmly in the top ten!"
"Fan Tingting is so lucky. Being able to have Master Feng as her teacher, coupled with her own talent, she will definitely soar to the sky."
“There’s really no need to envy this, the main thing is not to be envious.
Not to mention when she was as old as she was, even now, we can't compare to them!"
Feng Zhi looked at Fan Tingting lovingly and smiled like a flower.
The more I watch it, the more I like it, I am really satisfied.
However, he did not directly say that he would accept disciples because he already knew about Fan Tingting's previous incident.
He knew that if he wanted to accept Fan Tingting as his disciple, he must first obtain the consent of her former teacher.
Otherwise, if this kid refuses someone else on the spot because of his childlike behavior, wouldn’t it be a shame?
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Fan Tingting nodded: "Big brother is right below."
Feng Zhitong nodded repeatedly: "That's good."
Then he looked down the stage, not knowing which direction.
He cupped his fists and said, "I heard that Fan Tingting's teacher is also here. Can you please show up and see me?"
There was a sigh of relief in the audience, and the people around Yang Haoran all looked at him with complicated expressions.
“In the past, mothers were valued based on their children, but this young man is valued based on his master and apprentice.
It seems that I don’t have much ability, so having a good apprentice is a good way out!”
"Yes, otherwise, how could He De allow a grandmaster to be so polite!"
"Now this young man is going to be famous! He has received some good students, I'm so envious!"
Feng Zhitong had presbyopia and could not see clearly what was going on in the audience, but Yang Haoran had already recognized Feng Zhitong.
When he heard Feng Zhitong calling him, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
He naturally knew what Feng Zhitong was going to do and was speechless.
But in full view of the public, naturally one cannot refuse.
He could only sigh and look at Sun Xiaoqi and the others.
"You three, come up with me. I'll give you a gift."
The three of them had no idea what Yang Haoran was thinking, so they were naturally overjoyed when they heard there was a gift.
Yang Haoran led the three children towards the judges' table.
There was a sigh of relief all around.
"It's really shameless. People only call him by one name, which is already a huge favor.
You actually brought three little guys with you, aren't you afraid that the grandmaster will blame you?"
"I don't understand the rules! Such people can only humiliate themselves and wait to be scolded by the master!"
Yang Haoran has sharp ears and eyes, so he can naturally hear the ridicule of those people.
But he didn't care and gradually approached the judges' stand.
When he was close to a distance of more than ten meters, Feng Zhitong's presbyopic eyes could already see Yang Haoran's appearance.
His originally smiling face suddenly froze.
His two eyes stared at Yang Haoran as if he were stupid, and his body began to shake involuntarily.
Such an obvious gaffe was naturally seen clearly by the people in the audience.
Some people gloated: "How about it? I just said that the master will be angry, right?"
You see, you are so angry that you are shaking all over, this young man will not get any good results!"
"There's nothing better than playing a good hand of cards to a pulp, right? I'm afraid even Fan Tingting will be affected by him. This is called extreme happiness leading to sadness!"
Luo Mingdao frowned slightly on the stage. He didn't know Yang Haoran.
I was quite angry when I saw that he actually led three teenagers to the stage together.
Although being able to train a few talented students is considered a bit of a skill, don’t you know some rules in such a formal occasion?
Qi Yuanzheng just smiled apologetically at Yang Haoran and didn't think there was anything wrong.
With Yang Haoran's accomplishments in calligraphy and painting, not to mention raising three children, what does it matter if there are more?
Yang Haoran led Sun Xiaoqi and the others onto the judging panel, and walked towards the three main judges with a smile.
Fan Tingting looked happy and ran directly towards Yang Haoran.
"Big brother!"
Yang Haoran smiled and touched Fan Tingting's head and continued walking forward.
Luo Mingdao's face sank, his tone slightly reproachful.
"What do you think this place is? So casual?
Master Feng just called you one person. What happened to these three children?
Even if you want to teach them more knowledge, you still have to teach them some rules!"
Qi Yuanzheng was stunned for a moment and sweat started to flow down his face.
Why is this Luo Mingdao so reckless? I should have explained Yang Haoran's situation to him earlier!
