"When will the top ten results of the Lanting Award be announced? Can it be tonight?"
"I don't know, it's already past nine o'clock in the evening. The official website of the competition clearly states that the top ten results will be announced at eight o'clock in the evening, but the results haven't come out yet!"
"Hey, Huangfu Hongfang's votes have exceeded 200,000! Ning Yuqing's votes have also exceeded 180,000. Could it be that the votes were really filled with water?"
"Nonsense, it's not a secret operation. Can their vote count be more than 80,000 votes away from the third and fourth place?
Also, the total number of votes at the end is 70,000 to 80,000, which means that except for the first and second place votes, which were swiped, the rest of the votes were cast by us normally!"
"Haha, do you need to say this?"
At this time, there was a lot of people on the second floor of a tavern in the bustling ancient streets and alleys. Several young talents and beauties were sitting around on chairs, drinking rice wine, eating appetizers, and looking at the dishes placed on the table.
On my mobile phone, there is a lot of discussion about today’s Lanting Award calligraphy competition.
"Although I hope that at the competition site, I don't believe that Wan Yunting's first work can almost scare people to death, but his second work of wild cursive calligraphy, both in terms of the momentum and technique of calligraphy, is amazing.
Far superior to Huangfu Hongfang’s wild cursive calligraphy work!”
"That's right, although his works seem to be well written, when compared with Wan Yunting's works, we find that the latter is superior between the two!"
"There is also Fairy Luo Tang's work, which I also think is better than Ning Yuqing's. However, this number of votes ranked fourth. This is definitely the number of votes that Huangfu Hongfang and Ning Yuqing used behind the scenes.
…!”
In addition to the heated discussion among the talented and beautiful people at this table, the young talented and beautiful people gathered on the first and second floors of the entire tavern are also discussing heatedly. They feel that the voting rankings on the official website of the Lanting Award Calligraphy Competition are seriously watered down and cannot be trusted.
"But at the competition today, Wan Yunting's first calligraphy almost scared Mr. Yuan to death!"
"Oh, please tell me the details of this afternoon's game. I won't be here waiting for you. Is the first calligraphy written by Wan Yunting really so evil?"
In addition to hot discussions about the voting rankings, some people are also hotly talking about the first work that Wan Yunting wrote while drinking wine at the competition this afternoon. It shocked everyone and caused a commotion. Now both the art world and outsiders are also hotly discussing this work.
matter.
However, many media reporters are still blocking the entrance of the art museum and have not interviewed Yuan Deyou, Shen He and other judges who were frightened by Wan Yunting, so they cannot confirm it.
But many talented people at the competition site who saw Wan Yunting's first work with their own eyes, as well as the supervisors and cameramen, told the story of the evil nature of Wan Yunting's first work...
So now half of people believe it, and half think it is an official hype method...
In a seat by the window on the second floor of the tavern, Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, Huang Yaodong, Zhao Yushi, Lin Yushu, and Hou Xuesong were sitting together, and they were also listening to the people sitting behind and to the left.
A hot topic among the talented and beautiful ladies.
Wan Yunting just smiled disapprovingly, drinking rice wine and eating fennel beans with relish.
"Brother Yun Ting, sister Luo Tang, it seems that the top ten rankings are a foregone conclusion!"
Huang Yaodong looked at the voting rankings on the official website of the competition, put down his cell phone helplessly and sighed.
My girlfriend Zhao Yushi next to me said: "The results of the judging panel have not been announced yet, maybe there will be changes!"
"No chance."
Lin Yushu held a folding fan, waved his head and said: "The chief judge is Mr. Yuan Deyou Yuan, who is a student of Huangfu Hongfang. In addition, Brother Yun Ting's work during the afternoon competition almost scared him to death, although everything went smoothly afterwards.
, but it is estimated that Mr. Yuan has taken revenge on Brother Yun Ting now, so there will be no miracles in this ranking."
Hou Xuesong picked up the wine glass, raised it to Wan Yunting sitting in front, and said with a smile: "That can only show that our brother Yun Ting's first work is so superb that it can make people immerse themselves in the scene.
The sword can kill demons and monsters!"
"Ha ha…"
These words made Wan Yunting couldn't help but laugh. He held the wine glass and smiled at Hou Xuesong: "Brother Hou, I praise you instantly. I respect you."
"Brother Yun Ting is so good at calligraphy that he doesn't need these false names."
Hou Xuesong was already sixty percent drunk and his temper was open. His voice was inevitably amplified, which immediately caused the group of young talents and beauties sitting behind him to turn around frequently and look at Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang and the others...
"Lao Hou, you drank too much."
Huang Yaodong rolled his eyes at Hou Xuesong, but he still turned to Wan Yunting reluctantly and said, "Brother Yunting, why don't we ask Mr. Fan for help?"
Lin Yushu and Zhao Yushi were startled, while Gu Luotang and Qi Miaomiao also turned to look at Wan Yunting. To be honest, they were not willing to give in.
"never mind."
Wan Yunting picked up the jug and poured the wine by himself, and said with a smile: "I don't care in the first place, so why bother asking Mr. Fan for help? It's just a favor. Let them go. Besides, Brother Hou is right, this is nothing more than a favor."
It’s just a false name.”
"that is."
Hou Xuesong nodded and smiled, and the two couldn't help but clink their wine glasses and took a refreshing sip of wine...
"Oh my god, it's really Fairy Luo Tang and the others..."
The young talents and beauties at the tables who were alarmed stood up and approached Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang. They took a closer look and confirmed their identities: "He is Wan Yunting who wrote evil calligraphy in the afternoon competition!"
"What kind of evil calligraphy? Do you know what the super-god state of calligraphy is?"
Hou Xuesong couldn't help but turn around and hummed to the young man behind him who said Wan Yunting's calligraphy was evil.
"Sir, that work of yours is really so scary. Can you show it to us?"
An average-looking beauty said curiously to Wan Yunting.
"Yes, everyone said that your work almost scared Mr. Yuan to death. We are very curious, can we also open our eyes to see if it is really that surprising and terrifying?"
Immediately, the young talents and beauties surrounding Wan Yunting's table started talking to him one after another.
Because what happened in the afternoon game was so outrageous that it was hard to believe.
"Brother Yun Ting, they are not afraid of death. Let's show them."
Hou Xuesong pointed to the calligraphy scroll placed next to Wan Yunting's left hand. It was the first cursive calligraphy work he wrote in the afternoon while drinking wine, so he brought it back and planned to take it home to be framed.
Put it in the hall of your home for house use.
Of course, he was just joking. He knew that his work contained a very strong sword intent. Ordinary people would have that weird hallucination of being pierced by a sword through the throat. Even martial arts practitioners would be attracted by the sword intent when they saw it.
It can shock you.
"Those who have heart disease should not read too much. I will not be responsible if something happens."
Seeing that the people around him wanted to see this work, Wan Yunting also picked it up and prepared to open their eyes, but he had to warn them.
"Tch, it's just hype. Some people really take it seriously!"
Suddenly a mocking voice came from behind the crowd. It was a young man wearing Hanfu. He looked like a human and had an arrogant attitude. He glanced at Wan Yunting coldly through the onlookers and laughed coldly.
: "But your calligraphy is pretty good, but compared to Brother Huangfu, it's still far behind."
Upon hearing this, Huang Yaodong chuckled: "It turns out they are the followers of Huangfu Hongfang!"
"That's right, Brother Huangfu is my idol, Wang!"
Immediately, this young man named Wang Xiuwei and his two other friends pushed through the crowd and stood in front of Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang and Huang Yaodong. Wang Xiuwei looked down at Wan Yunting with a proud attitude, nodding.
Sneered: "Your name is Wan Yunting, right? You are just an outsider. Although your handwriting is good, how can you compare with my idol, Brother Huangfu?"
Do you have his talent, or do you have a grandfather like him, a master of contemporary painting from the Lingnan School?"
Snapped!
Immediately, Hou Xuesong slammed the table and stood up, pointed at Wang Xiuwei and cursed: "Boy, you are here to scold me, right?"
Wang Xiuwei was startled, then sneered with disdain: "I'm just here to clarify the facts."
"Fuck, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart."
Hou Xuesong was already very drunk. Seeing Wang Xiuwei's arrogant and domineering look, he grabbed the empty wine bottle next to him and wanted to smash him to death, but was held down by Lin Yushu, but Wang Xiuwei was still frightened.
Xiuwei looked panicked and yelled out the classic sentence: "A gentleman uses his words but does not use his hands. Do you still want to hit someone?"
"Fuck, so what if I beat you..."
Because he failed to enter the top 100, Hou Xuesong, who was already in a bad mood, took advantage of the drunkenness to rush forward and hit the blind Wang Xiuwei, but Lin Yushu and Huang Yaodong immediately stood up and pulled him down. "
Forget it, Lao Hou, there is no need to be familiar with people like him, sit down quickly..."
Wan Yunting, who was sitting opposite, had already picked up the scroll with his left hand. He turned around to face Wang Xiuwei and the other people around who were clamoring to see his works. He raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Don't you want to see my second painting?"
A piece of work, then I will show it to you now..."
With that said, Wan Yunting slowly opened the scroll with both hands. It was the first piece of work he had written while drinking for the competition this afternoon. He held it up in front of his face for Wang Xiuwei and the talented people present to take a good look at it.
look…
"Let me see…"
Suddenly the crowd was crowded, and Wang Xiuwei and the others who were standing in front could not help but widen their eyes, looking at the wild cursive calligraphy work Wan Yunting held up with both hands...
In an instant, a roaring sound lingered in the ears of Wang Xiuwei and the others. His wide-open eyes could not help but reveal a look of fear, his face gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The whole group was trembling slightly.
With…
Clang!
Suddenly, Wang Xiuwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and his hands suddenly hugged his neck, as if he saw Wan Yunting stabbing his throat with a long sword, making him feel suffocated, and his trembling body suddenly retreated...
crackling...
ah…
For a moment, Wang Xiuwei and his party were frightened and backed away. As a result, the people standing behind them were also pushed down. A group of people sat directly on the ground. Several tables were dragged by them, and wine bottles, bowls, chopsticks and plates were scattered on them.
, making a crackling sound on the ground.
Suddenly, Wang Xiuwei and the others trembled all over, their dazed spirits recovered, and they looked with horror at Wan Yunting, who had stood up and put away the calligraphy...