Immediately, he saw Yuan Deyou being helped in by a middle-aged man. Shen He, Liu Shuhuai, Chen Yun and the others rushed to greet him and asked with concern: "Mr. Yuan, are you okay?"
Yuan Deyou, who was so frightened by Wan Yunting's calligraphy at the competition venue that he almost died, went to the hospital for a full body checkup in the afternoon. The doctor came back after making sure he was fine.
Yuan Deyou's face was gloomy, he waved his hand and asked: "How is your discussion going? Are you sure that the Top 100 works have been selected into the top ten?"
"Well, Mr. Yuan, we have selected the top ten works, and now we are waiting for you to select the top three works."
Chen Yun bent down and helped Yuan Deyou over, smiling and talking, like an obedient dog.
Everyone moved to the wall where the top ten works were hung. Yuan Deyou also looked at these ten works. When he saw Wan Yunting's wild cursive calligraphy, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Fortunately, Wan Yunting's current work is not like the first work, which integrates Qi and sword meaning into calligraphy. This work has converged a lot, but still expresses the madness and momentum of cursive calligraphy. .
Seeing this person's works, Yuan Deyou felt gloomy, snorted coldly, and turned to look at the works of Huangfu Hongfang and Ning Yuqing...
Shen He, Liu Shuhuai, Fang Guowen and Hu Tianchi who were following behind saw Yuan Deyou like this and knew that he must have a grudge against Wan Yunting!
After all, during the competition, he saw Wan Yunting's first work and was almost frightened to death. Yuan Deyou's old face was completely gone. It was definitely a lie if he didn't hold any grudge in his heart.
"Mr. Yuan, in the official netizen voting ranking of our competition, Huangfu Hongfang is first, Ning Yuqing is second, and Wan Yunting is third..."
Chen Yun took his cell phone and glanced at Yuan Deyou. He nodded, turned around and said directly to Shen He and Liu Shuhuai: "Let's decide according to the ranking of the official website voting."
Fang Guowen's heart tightened. He wanted to say something else, but Hu Tianchi quickly grabbed him and said in his ear: "Mr. Fang, now that the matter is over, please stop contradicting Mr. Yuan!"
"Can…"
"never mind!"
Hu Tianchi glared at him and told Fang Guowen not to contradict Yuan Deyou, as this would not be good for him.
Shen He and Liu Shuhuai looked at each other. Seeing Yuan Deyou's decision, they understood what he meant...
"etc!"
At this time, accompanied by Zao Cao Hui, Wang Mianzhi and others, they saw Fan Liren walking over.
"This, isn't this Mr. Fan? Why is he here?"
As soon as they saw Fan Liren, the judges present were immediately surprised. They all looked puzzled and commented one after another: "No one said Mr. Fan is here too..."
Shen He and Liu Shuhuai immediately stepped forward to greet him, saluted and said, "Mr. Fan, why are you here?"
Fan Liren's old eyes under his glasses glared at Shen He and Liu Shuhuai, and said, "Such a big thing has happened, can I not come and take a look!"
Fan Lao was naturally referring to the sensational incident caused by Wan Yunting's calligraphy in the afternoon game. Now the situation has become more and more intense. Some people believe that Wan Yunting's calligraphy can scare people, while others don't believe it at all.
But it has had a huge impact, and the news has begun to report. Now there are many reporters outside the art museum blocking the door, wanting to interview Art Association Chairman Shen He and Vice Chairman Liu Shuhuai, as well as Yuan Deyou and others, trying to determine whether they are really involved. Yun Ting was shocked by the calligraphy.
Fan Liren, Cao Hui and Wang Mianzhi were visiting their hometown. When they heard the news, they were all very surprised. They didn't expect Wan Yunting to cause such a big commotion at the Lanting Award calligraphy competition.
Yesterday at Zizhu Tea Garden, Fan Liren and the others had seen Wan Yunting's calligraphy and knew that it was absolutely true.
Fan Liren came to the art museum now because he wanted to see how Shen He and Liu Shuhuai selected the first place in this Lanting Award calligraphy competition!
"Old Fan..."
After Yuan Deyou came to his senses, he walked up quickly, bowed slightly and saluted Fan Liren, and said with a smile: "Why didn't you inform us when you came to Shaoxing so that we could pick you up?"
"Shen He and Liu Shuhuai know."
Fan Liren glanced at Yuan Deyou and said expressionlessly.
It seems that he doesn't like Yuan Deyou very much!
Shen He and Liu Shuhuai nodded and explained to Yuan Deyou and the others: "Mr. Fan is going back to his hometown to visit, so we don't have to publicize it."
"I see…"
Yuan Deyou and Chen Yun smiled and nodded.
"You have made such a selection, who is the first?"
Fan Liren asked them.
Yuan Deyou smiled and said: "It has been selected, and Huangfu Hongfang's Kuangcao font won the first place!"
"Oh, take me to see it."
Fan Liren was a little surprised to hear that it was not Wan Yunting.
"Mr. Fan please..."
Shen He and Liu Shuhuai immediately asked Fan Liren to move over. Yuan Deyou and Chen Yun quickly followed and came to the wall where the works of the top ten contestants were hung. Yuan Deyou pointed to the work of Huangfu Hongfang, "Mr. Fan, this is It’s Huangfu Hongfang’s work, I think he wrote it better, and on the official website, the public also voted, and he was the first with the most votes!”
Fan Liren only glanced at Huangfu Hongfang's work. He stopped for less than three seconds and moved his eyes to the work on the left that was also made of wild cursive calligraphy. He asked: "This is the contestant who almost scared you to death. Wan Yun Ting’s second work, right?”
These words made Yuan Deyou next to him startled. When Fan Liren mentioned this matter again, he was both embarrassed and angry.
"Where's his first painting?"
Fan Liren asked.
Shen He said: "Mr. Fan, that Wan Yunting's first work was indeed a bit evil. He had already taken it away. Later, we gave him a second chance and then wrote this work for the competition."
Fan Liren pointed to Wan Yunting's work on the wall and then to Huangfu Hongfang's work, "So, do you think his work cannot compare to this work called Huangfu Hongfang?"
When these words were asked, the forty-eight judges present including Shen He, Liu Shuhuai, Yuan Deyou and Chen Yun looked dumbfounded. Fang Guowen and Hu Tianchi looked at each other and looked at Fan Liren, wondering what he meant.
They had no idea that Wan Yunting, Fan Liren, Cao Hui, and Wang Mianzhi spent the entire night at the Zizhu Tea Garden and drank a lot of wine yesterday. Wan Yunting almost became his closed disciple.
"Old Yuan, tell me, are the works of Huangfu Hongfang, a close disciple of yours, better than those of Wan Yunting?"
Immediately, Fan Liren turned his face, squinted at Yuan Deyou beside him, and asked him to speak.
He pointed out the identity of his closed disciple, which made Yuan Deyou's heart skip a beat. His old face was a little embarrassed, his eyes were extremely unnatural, and he said slightly: "Mr. Fan, I don't know what magic has been applied to this Wan Yunting's work to make people When you look at it, you feel like you are being suffocated by a sword piercing your throat, so..."
"I'm asking you about this work, not the one that almost scared you to death!"
Fan Liren's old face sank, pointing to Wan Yunting's work on the wall, and snorted at him: "Could it be that you wanted to bury a talented calligrapher because you wanted to give your closed disciple a chance to become famous in the world because of your own selfish desires?"
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Deyou immediately panicked and quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "Mr. Fan, I have absolutely no intention of doing this. This ranking is based on the votes cast by the public on the official website of the competition, so I..."
"Huh, Lao Yuan, don't think that because I'm older, I don't know about the secret operations on the Internet!"
Fan Liren looked directly at Yuan Deyou with cold eyes and said: "Besides, we must seek truth from facts, and everything must be determined by the quality of the works. And your perfunctory behavior has chilled the hearts of those talented people?
If this continues, who will come to participate in this calligraphy competition?
Tell me, who will bear this responsibility?"
These sharp words of reprimand made Yuan Deyou sweat profusely, and he was panicked and trembling inside. He lowered his head but did not dare to speak out. After all, with Fan Liren's status in the entire Chinese art world, all he needed was one word.
Let yourself lose all your current status in the art world.
Shen He, Liu Shuhuai, Chen Yun and other judges all lowered their heads. They were lectured by Fan Liren's sharp words, and no one dared to refute even a word.
Fan Guowen and Hu Tianchi stood among them. They looked at each other and felt a little excited. It seemed that the original outcome had changed.
“Back to the works of these two people!”
Fan Liren pointed to the works of Wan Yunting and Huangfu Hongfang on the wall, and commented sharply: "Wan Yunting's works are wild and full of meaning, with strokes like swords and flowing clouds and flowing water. They are the best works of cursive calligraphy!"
"Look at you, a closed disciple. He can only write the shapes of wild cursive fonts, but cannot write the meaning of the words. Is such a work worthy of first place in the Lanting Award?"
Fan Liren had an angry face. He pointed at Yuan Deyou, who was trembling with his head down, and yelled: "That's nonsense. I even doubt whether you, Yuan Deyou, can teach students!"
Such sharp and stern words made Yuan Deyou's heart tremble violently, but he did not dare to refute or get angry at all, and bowed his head to Fan Liren repeatedly to admit his mistake: "Yes, Mr. Fan, it was my fault in teaching, what you are reprimanding is..."
Fan Liren snorted coldly, turned to look at the works on the wall, and asked: "Who is second?"
After reacting, Shen He immediately pointed to Ning Yuqing's work: "Mr. Fan, this is the work of Mr. Ning's granddaughter Ning Yuqing. She is ranked second."
Fan Liren was unhappy when he heard this, "Ning Guohui is so impressive. Can his own granddaughter take second place? Then if I let my own granddaughter compete in the competition and write it in chicken feet, she can also take first place?"
These words made Shen He look embarrassed and lowered his head.
"Everyone is just pretending to be shit. It is a stupid decision to let you be in charge of the Lanting Awards."
Fan Liren had a gloomy old face, pointed at Shen He and Liu Shuhuai, and scolded Yuan Deyou and the others present, but everyone lowered their heads and could only endure it honestly, not daring to have the slightest resentment.
There is no way, who makes him the number one figure in the art world, Fan Liren!
“All rankings have been rearranged!”
Fan Liren pointed to the top ten works hanging on the wall and shouted angrily: "You must rank me in a fair and fair way."
"It's Mr. Fan, let's readjust..."
The forty-eight judges, including Yuan Deyou, Shen He, and Liu Shuhuai, all bowed their heads and nodded obediently. No one dared to refute and raise objections because their previous rankings were unfair...