Wu Changxi was furious. He threw away all the pressure he had and pointed at Ouyang Huazai and said: "Ouyang Huazai! Don't bully others too much! I know you are a master of calligraphy, but if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you have no right to fart casually.
! If you have the ability, come up to the mountain with me for verification. If you don’t, just get lost!"
"Bastard!" Ouyang Huazai was also furious. After so many years, no one has dared to glare at him like this.
Jiang Songyun, the president of the Calligraphy Association on the side, quickly stepped forward and said: "You two, two, stop arguing. Can I be fair about this matter?"
When Wu Changxi saw Jiang Songyun speak, his anger subsided and he said: "Please give me some comment from the president."
Ouyang Huazai said: "President Jiang, do you still need to read this word? Just look at the photo of the monk in the snow in front of you. It's pure hype!"
Wu Changxi immediately glared at Ouyang Huazai. Ouyang Huazai showed no signs of weakness and was about to start doing it again.
Jiang Songyun said: "Okay, you two, stop arguing. I've seen the photo and the words."
Ouyang Huazai and Wu Changxi both looked at Jiang Songyun, waiting for Jiang Songyun's evaluation.
Jiang Songyun patted Wu Changxi on the shoulder and said: "Xiao Wu, I know that young people are a little impatient, but impatient people can't eat hot tofu. The art of calligraphy cannot be practiced in three or two days. This photo of yours comes from art.
From a perspective, it’s really good…”
"President, stop talking. In short, you don't believe it either, do you?" Wu Changxi asked, holding back his grievances.
Jiang Songyun nodded and wanted to say something else. Wu Changxi picked up his photo, turned around and walked away. As he walked, he said: "A mouse's eyes are short-sighted, and he is a frog in a well!"
"You!" Ouyang Huazai and Jiang Songyun were both on fire!
However, Wu Changxi had already rushed out and disappeared.
After the two looked at each other, Ouyang Huazai said: "This bastard, I want him to understand the consequences of irritating me!"
After saying that, Ouyang Huazai went to make a phone call. Jiang Songyun didn't say anything or did anything about this, which was obviously his behavior.
When Wu Changxi went out, he was a little confused. He couldn't go online or find the calligraphy association in the city. So what should he do next? Wu Changxi was stubborn. Since this way was blocked, he might as well visit the famous calligraphers one by one! He didn't believe it.
, no one knows the goods!
However, Wu Changxi was doomed to be disappointed. These famous calligraphers may think that the calligraphy is good, but no one thinks it is true. They all said it was P's picture and reprimanded him. Wu Changxi was full of grievances and had no one to complain about. In the evening, he returned
After entering the newspaper office, Wu Changxi was pulled by the editor for a chat, and then Wu Changxi left the newspaper office dejectedly.
In the evening, Wu Changxi took the monkey to drink wildly. When he was very drunk, he told the reason of the incident.
The monkey kept an eye on it, knowing that Wu Changxi was in trouble and was about to get drunk, so he didn't drink much and waited to send him back. After hearing what happened to Wu Changxi, the monkey patted Wu Changxi and said, "Brother, you are in a hurry about this. They don't believe it."
For the photo, you can ask the master to write a few words and take it! As for the job, if you lose it, just lose it. Brother, I am short of manpower. Go and help me. Oh, by the way, it can’t be done in this city. You can go to other cities.
…”
"A raccoon dog from a hill, a raccoon dog from a hill!" Wu Changxi yelled blindly, his eyes dim from drunkenness.
Monkey was also helpless. He couldn't explain clearly to him at this time, so he drank a few more drinks, made Wu Changxi drunk, and sent him home.
The next day, Wu Changxi was still depressed. Monkey continued to persuade him to go to the province or the capital, but it didn't work. At this time, Lu Xiaoya said impatiently: "Are you pigs? They
If you don’t believe it, just bet with them! Bet one million. If you are not convinced, go up the mountain!”
"Bang!"
Wu Changxi stood up and asked, "What did you say?!"
Lu Xiaoya was startled and said weakly: "I...I just said it casually."
The monkey smiled and said: "Your casual remarks may be a solution! If this competition can be promoted, it will be an opportunity for the master to become famous. For Lao Wu, it will be an opportunity to clear his name. By the way, he can also make money
One stroke!”
Wu Changxi nodded and said: "Yes, I did it! But the money will have to wait for a while..."
"No need, I'll pay for it!" Monkey slapped his chest and shouted, it's a sure thing, you can make a profit without losing money, it's nothing if you don't do it!
Wu Changxi was overjoyed and rushed out immediately. This time he did not go to Ouyang Huazai, but to his friends in the news media in major newspapers. For no other reason than to declare war on Ouyang Huazai!
We were all friends, and everyone had heard about Wu Changxi’s resignation after being accused of being criticized. For a time, they shared the same hatred and reposted it one after another!
Things got bigger and bigger, and soon Ouyang Huazai knew about it.
Then Ouyang Huazai was a little dumbfounded when he saw the one million bet, one million? Although he is a famous calligrapher, one million is not a small number! Likewise, this number is not a small number to the other party either.
!With such a big bet, is the other party confident?
Thinking of this, Ouyang Huazai didn't dare to gamble, but if he didn't reply, his reputation would be ruined! Which one is more important, fame or money?
In the end, Ouyang Huazai replied: "Let's bet! But betting on calligraphy is not fun. It's better to bet on whose calligraphy is better! If the little monk's calligraphy is really better than mine, I will admit defeat! On the contrary, Wu Changxi must apologize to me."
, and admit that he is a sensational liar!"
Wu Changxi shouted from the air: "No problem! If you lose, I only need 500,000, and the remaining 500,000 will be given to the master to repair the temple!"
Ouyang Huazai agreed, and the two agreed to go up the mountain in three days!
For a time, the entire Heishan City was attracted by the gamble between these two people. They all looked forward to the final result. At the same time, they were also very curious, what kind of place is this Zhishan and Yizhi Temple?
Can it lead to such a war? Although society has developed to this day, calligraphy is no longer the mainstream, and great calligraphers are often silent among the crowd. But once this incident is revealed, it will still activate everyone's curiosity about traditional culture. Especially
Yes, this section is very novelistic. A monk from a small remote temple that cannot be found challenges the calligraphy masters in the city? It is so fun.
Everyone searched online and became even more confused. Is there really a master in such a small place, such a remote place, such an inconspicuous place?
The power of netizens is endless. Soon someone dug up Jiang Ting's Weibo, and Yang Hua's request for a child was exposed again. At the same time, Jiang Ting's latest update revealed that Han Xiaoguo's daughter, Han Xiaomi, was suspected of being terminally ill with a brain tumor.
Received news of healing at Yizhi Temple.
Everyone was in an uproar, but there were even more people who didn't believe it.
“This finger temple really knows how to create hype!”