At this time, a little girl wearing a blue robe ran over and saluted the woman who was squatting under the earth wall, looking at the grass in the cracks of the earth wall. Her clear voice was like a happy bird on the mountain.
Like a sparrow, he shouted: "Master, what are you doing squatting there?"
The woman who was squatting there did not speak, she was still lost in thought, and obviously did not hear the disciple's voice.
The little girl's eyes were lively. When she saw this, she went up and possessed her master. Only then did she realize that the master was looking at the grass in the cracks of the earth wall. She immediately laughed and said: "Master, isn't it just a grass?
Well, why don’t you just pull it out..."
As she said this, the girl was about to reach out to pull out the grass from the gap in the earth wall. She was immediately stopped by the woman who stretched out her slender hand. After she recovered, she shook her head slightly and said in a soft voice: "It exists.
meaning!”
At this, the little girl's cheeks turned red from the cold, and she was stunned. She looked at her with smart eyes and said, "Master, are you losing your mind again?"
The woman stood up slowly and turned around to see her appearance clearly. She was tall, but a little thin, and her skin was not very white. She had exquisite facial features and was exquisitely beautiful. She did not apply a trace of makeup, and her skin was smooth and moist.
, a pair of auspicious phoenix eyes give people a pure charm, and a bit of a natural and dull feeling. She looks like she is only in her twenties or thirties. She said in a soft voice: "Why do you want to go up the mountain today to find me as a teacher?"
"Master, didn't you tell me not to go out and participate in the calligraphy competition?"
This little girl, who looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, is named Lan Xin. She is a young disciple of the inner sect of the Wudang Sect. The master she became a disciple of is the direct disciple of the leader of the Wudang Sect, Zhong Yulong, ranking seventh.
His female disciple Kong Yijin was named Ziqing.
"Well, have you gone down the mountain?"
Zi Qing turned back slightly, glanced sideways at her disciple Lan Xin with Ruifengyan, and immediately shook her head and waved her hand and said, "No, no, Master, you don't allow me to go down the mountain, how can I dare to go down privately?"
Zi Qing nodded slightly, then went to the vegetable garden, then slowly squatted down, not afraid of the cold, and shook off the snow accumulated on the vegetable leaves, pulled the vegetables out of the frozen soil with her hands, smashed them again, and shook off the roots of the vegetables.
It seems that I will be eating these dishes tonight...
"But Master, something strange happened at the Lanting Prize Calligraphy Competition today!"
Lan Xin said, and immediately took out his mobile phone and squatted down, opening a video. It was this afternoon's Lanting Award calligraphy competition. Wan Yunting wrote that calligraphy, which shocked the cameraman, Huangfu Hongfang, and the judge Shen He.
With Liu Shuhuai and Yuan Deyou, who was almost scared to death, "Master saw that this man wrote a calligraphy that frightened everyone and almost scared the old man to death."
Zi Qing, who was pulling green vegetables, also glanced at the video playing on her mobile phone. Lan Xin continued: "Now there are rumors on the Internet that this person has cast evil spells on the words, which makes people feel scary at a glance. There are also some
People say that those people did it on purpose and it was just propaganda. I was curious, so I showed it to Master to see if it is true."
Ziqing Ruifeng looked at the edited video. The scene of Wan Yunting drinking and writing seemed to be able to feel from the video that this person used strong energy when writing, and the brush in his hand turned into a sword, releasing a wave of energy.
The powerful sword intention immediately stopped Zi Qing from pulling vegetables, and he muttered: "Sword intention!"
"Sword Intent?"
Lan Xin's eyes widened and he said excitedly: "Master, is it possible that someone really integrated the meaning of the sword into calligraphy, just like the sword character on Jianya in the back mountain?"
In the back mountain of the inner sect of Wudang Sect, there is a place called Jianya. On a stone wall, someone used a sword to write a huge word sword!
This sword contains the sword intention that the ancestor of Wudang learned all his life. Therefore, all the disciples of the Wudang sect who practice swordsmanship will go to Jianya to observe the sword characters, hoping to understand the sword character from the sword characters.
The ancestor of the Wudang Sect, known as the swordsman, left behind his sword intention!
It was the sword that Zi Qing practiced. Even when she observed the sword characters on Jian Ya, she also understood the sword intention left by the ancestor of the Sword Immortal. Although she did not fully understand it, Zi Qing understood the true meaning of the sword.
Because of her current swordsmanship, she is known as the number one disciple of the Wudang Sect!
"Use the inner Qi to turn into ink, and the brush to turn into a sword. You can write the meaning of the sword, which is otherworldly!"
Looking at the words written by the person in the video, Ziqing's calm heart felt as if a stone had been thrown into it, causing ripples. She immediately put down the green vegetables in her hands and stood up, with her dull eyes.
Phoenix Eyes instantly bloomed with sharp sword light, and said slowly: "It's time for me to go down the mountain!"
At this time, in a large conference hall on the second floor of Dongchang Literature and Art Museum in Shaoxing City, one hundred calligraphy works were neatly spread out on the floor. After a whole afternoon of deliberation by the 48 judges, they passed by
On the official website, netizens from all over the country voted to select the top ten works among the top 100 works!
Among them are Wan Yunting (cursive calligraphy), Gu Luotang (regular calligraphy), Huangfu Hongfang (cursive calligraphy), Ning Yuqing (cursive calligraphy), Huang Yaodong (official calligraphy), Zhang Yuan (seal calligraphy), Zhuo
He Rui (regular calligraphy), Tong Wenbin (cursive calligraphy), Zhang Yongwang (official calligraphy), Chen Zilou (cursive calligraphy), a total of ten contestants' works.
After an afternoon of voting on the official website, the number one vote turned out to be Huangfu Hongfang, with more than 128,000 votes!
The second place is Ning Yuqing, with more than 150,000 votes!
The third place is Wan Yunting, he only has more than 77,000 votes!
Then fourth place is Gu Luotang, with more than 71,000 votes!
In the end, the votes of Huang Yaodong and others were around 50,000 to 40,000, which was far behind Huangfu Hongfang, who came first with more than 120,000 votes. Even Wan Yunting and him were separated by more than 50,000 votes.
ticket!
"Let me go, this number of votes shouldn't be obtained by brushing it, right?"
At this time, Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, Huang Yaodong, Zhao Yushi, Lin Yushu, and Hou Xuesong, who were having dinner in a small restaurant, were checking the official voting rankings of the competition on their mobile phones when they saw
The votes of Huangfu Hongfang and Ning Yuqing are so high, and there is a difference of more than 50,000 votes from the third place Wan Yunting. This is obviously a fraud.
"It's too easy to fake votes on this kind of official website."
Lin Yushu held a folding fan and shook his head.
It seems that I am disappointed with this year's Lanting Award calligraphy competition.
And Wan Yunting was holding a wine glass and sipping rice wine, with a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about these things at all...
In the conference room on the second floor of the Art Museum.
"I think Huangfu Hongfang's wild cursive works are even better!"
"Yes, I think so too. If you look at his works, no matter in terms of brushwork or techniques, without more than ten years of effort, he would never be able to write such good calligraphy, so I also think Huangfu Hongfang should be ranked first!
"
"That's right..."
The forty-seven judges were looking at the top ten selected calligraphy works hanging on the wall. They were pointing at the wild cursive calligraphy work written by Huangfu Hongfang to comment, thinking that his work could be rated as one of the top ten. First place, and most of the judges present nodded in agreement.
"Also, in the voting by netizens on our official website, Huangfu Hongfang was far ahead. It can be seen that everyone highly recognizes his work."
Another middle-aged judge turned to Art Association Chairman Shen He and Vice Chairman Liu Shuhuai and said.
"I just took a look, and now he has 150,000 votes, far behind the third place Wan Yunting, who has more than 70,000 votes."
One of the judges was holding a mobile phone and looking at Huangfu Hongfang's votes on the voting list on the official website, and said.
For a while, everyone thought that the top ten works should be ranked according to the voting rankings on the official website. Anyway, these are the votes cast by netizens and will not cause controversy.
Hearing their conclusion, Fang Guowen and Hu Tianchi frowned, and they looked at each other. Fang Guowen still pointed to Wan Yunting's work and said: "Everyone, I still think Wan Yunting's wild cursive works are more representative of It reveals the true meaning of calligraphy, and is restrained in its madness, which reflects his superb calligraphy skills. A discerning eye can see that his works are better than Huangfu Hongfang!"
"oh."
These words made the other judges who supported Huangfu Hongfang unhappy. One of the middle-aged judges named Chen Yun turned to Fang Guowen and said: "President Fang, what you mean by this is that we people have poor eyesight! "
"I remember that Wan Yunting was recommended by President Fang to participate in the competition!"
Another judge looked askance at Fang Guowen and said with a sneer.
"I heard that President Fang's daughter is still boyfriend and girlfriend with this person. President Fang, are you so supportive of Wan Yunting because of your own selfish desires?"
Chen Yun said with a sneer.
"hehe……"
Immediately, the judges who supported Huangfu Hongfang also looked at each other, shook their heads and chuckled.
Fang Guowen stared, turned to Shen He and Liu Shuhuai, and quickly explained: "Chairman Shen, I don't have any personal desires. I just expressed my personal opinion that Wan Yunting's works are better than Huangfu Hongfang's. As for I don’t care what other people think.”
"Then I would also say that Huangfu Hongfang's works are better than his."
Chen Yun retorted and snorted coldly.
"that is…"
Others agreed one after another and looked coldly at Fang Guowen and Hu Tianchi...
"Okay, don't argue anymore!"
Liu Shuhuai had to raise his hand to stop them, turned to look at Shen He who was expressionless, and said to everyone: "It's useless for us to argue about this matter. We should wait for Mr. Yuan to come back before making a decision."
Chen Yun and the others nodded, but everyone came to a conclusion, because Huangfu Hongfang was really Yuan Deyou's close disciple...