My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

She spoke calmly, with a slight smile, as calm as if she wanted to go to a teahouse to drink tea.

But the momentum contained in this simple sentence is very compelling.

The judges, who had never expected that Ye Banglan would say this so bluntly, were all shocked to the spot.

Their faces were full of disbelief, and they stared at Ye Turning the Lantern with wide eyes.

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the entire scene, and even the barrage in the live broadcast room was empty at this time.

The first person to react was the backstage staff, who urgently stopped the live broadcast.

The live broadcast room turned into a black screen, but the few words he said to turn the tide the night before had already been heard by the audience.

[Did I hear wrongly? Retire directly from the competition at the award ceremony? ? ! 】

[Crazy, Ye Turn the Tide, who does she think she is? Is she really so sure that she can write better than Fu Qiao? 】

[I’ve already said that people who can only recognize the font as a support body should comment! 】

[One word, cool! Two words, so handsome! Three words, Ye Jie Gang! 】

[The Calligraphy Association is definitely practicing favoritism, but anyone who has a deep understanding of it and has studied Fu Ti will not fail to see who writes well. 】

[It’s chilling... I always thought the Calligraphy Association was fair and just. 】

The chairman, who had been watching the competition in the box, never expected that something would go wrong at the last minute. He was also anxious: "Miss Ye obviously wrote better, why didn't she get the first place? Go and see what happened. Something happened!”

The secretary responded and left in a hurry for only two minutes.

"Chairman, it's what the president means." The secretary was a little embarrassed, "Miss Fu Qiao is the granddaughter of Mr. Fu Lao, so they..."

"What?!" The chairman was a little unbelievable, "Just because of this?"

The secretary lowered his head, said no more, and just nodded silently.

"The president is confused!" The chairman said, "Calligraphy, which represents China's traditional culture, how can you give awards to random people just because of something like this? This will destroy the credibility of the Calligraphy Association!"

The secretary has been with the chairman for many years and naturally knows this clearly.

"Isn't the president already able to be so authoritarian because the Calligraphy Association has been established for a long time?" The secretary hesitated and whispered, "But this time, even if the first prize is awarded to Miss Fuqiao, after a while , the matter has passed, the president must have thought so. "

The chairman fell silent and repeated: "He is really an old fool!"

Not only in the circle of calligraphy, but also in other circles that have been passed down for a long time, the top resources and honors are only occupied by a small number of people, and then passed down from generation to generation.

Indeed, similar things have long been commonplace. At most, they caused some turmoil of resistance at the time, but then everything was calm.

Today's award is not just a decision made by the president of the Calligraphy Association, but by a small group of people in the calligraphy circle.

But with such a genius as Ye Tuanlan, is he really going to let the calligraphy world suffer this much?

If we only care about the immediate interests, should we ignore the long-term inheritance of calligraphy?

At the competition site, the live broadcast was completely terminated and the photographers also left.

"Miss Ye, you must know that by doing this, you are openly opposing the calligraphy world." One of the judges kindly advised in a low voice, "It will be difficult to make a name for yourself in the calligraphy world in the future, and it will not even be possible." Any teacher will accept you.”

Ye Banglan still looked calm and composed, and she even deepened her smile: "Do I need it?"

It wasn't a mocking tone, but it made all the judges feel embarrassed.

Since Ye Banglan didn't use her full strength in the first round, who can prove that she used her full strength in the final showdown?

"Ye Bandan, what are you so arrogant about?" Fu Qiao was shocked and angry, "The results of the calligraphy association's evaluation were made by many elders, but you were not selected, so you do this? You are so disrespectful to your opponent, I think you are I don’t want to be in the calligraphy world anymore!”

"Opponent?" Ye Banlan didn't look at her, turned around and left, "You're not qualified yet."

To be an opponent, you must have a certain level of strength.

The girl held the scroll and left openly, leaving only an angry Fu Qiao and the embarrassed judges.

Because it was a live broadcast, what happened at the Youth Calligraphy Finals quickly swept through all major social media platforms.

#calligraphyfinals, unfair#

#夜 Turn the tide, support the body#

#夜 Turn the Lan: I won’t play with you anymore#

[Hey, the Calligraphy Association made a joke today. After finally holding a live broadcast of the competition, the contestants were slapped in the face and quit the competition. 】

[Ye Banlan fought against the entire Calligraphy Association by herself. Well... I don't know whether to say she is too brave or reckless. 】

[I have a hunch... Although Ye Turning's behavior is not wrong, she will probably be banned by the calligraphy community for doing so. 】

[Young people still can't keep their temper. They should endure the calm for a while. They really shouldn't lose their temper on this kind of thing. Alas, you will know when you get older. 】

Outside the calligraphy association's competition venue, the sun was shining brightly. The sunlight diluted the air-conditioning caused by the competition, and the cheerful sounds of birds chirping could be heard in my ears.

"Principal, I'm sorry, but I still haven't been able to fulfill my agreement with you." Ye Banlan was on the phone with the principal of No. 7 Middle School. "I withdrew from this year's calligraphy finals and did not receive the award."

"No--no no no! You did very well, very well." The principal of No. 7 Middle School said hurriedly, "I have been watching the live broadcast. If something is unfair, it must be pointed out. You must never let yourself be wronged."

Being patient for a while can indeed bring peace, but the more you endure, the final result is that you will be bullied again and again.

Since ancient times, Shenzhou has had a "rebellious spirit", which is not rebellion, nor is it mutiny, but the courage to resist and fight, and never admit defeat.

And young people always have to move forward.

"Student Ye, I am worried that you are not feeling well, and I am about to call to comfort you." The principal of No. 7 Middle School smiled, "But then I think I am overthinking. When have you ever been internally exhausted?"

Ye Wanlan smiled slightly: "I will accept your compliments. I wonder how the enrollment this year is?"

"It's very good!" When mentioning this, the principal of No. 7 Middle School's expression was lifted, "After the high school entrance examination, many students and parents came to ask, and this year we will definitely be able to reach the enrollment quota."

Ye Wanlan chatted with the principal of No. 7 Middle School for a few more words before ending the call.

"Xiao Wan." Someone called her from behind.

Ye Wanlan turned around and nodded slightly to Yan Tingfeng: "Listen."

"It's written very well, I like it very much." Yan Tingfeng smiled, "Don't take the evaluation of the calligraphy association to heart."

"I never care about these fame and fortune." Ye Wanlan looked up, looked at the setting sun, and said lightly, "I just think when I encounter such a thing, how many people have been treated unfairly like this."

Yan Tingfeng's eyes are deep.

"Miss Ye." Another voice smiled and said, "Yun Yi is not good at asking, I'm here to ask for the calligraphy you wrote in the letter for him. We all think it's very well written. Yun Yi wants to buy this calligraphy and hang it in the study."

Rong Qi asked a question: "Brother Huo... do you have a study?"

Huo Yunyi had a blank expression: "..."

There is none now, but he can ask the Huo family to build one for him immediately when he returns.

Hearing this, Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows and was about to say something, but her hand was held down by Yan Tingfeng's slightly cold hand: "Xiao Wan, I want it too, do I have priority?"

He looked at her with his beautiful phoenix eyes, and his long eyelashes blinked, like the thin wings of a butterfly, gently flapping.

Ye Wanlan paused for three seconds and stuffed the scroll in his hand into his arms: "No need to buy it, if you want it, then I'll give it to you."

"You are not a descendant of the six major sects, why do you have to buy this pair of calligraphy?" Xiang Shaoyu was speechless, "You have already bought two pairs, can't you leave one pair for your brothers?"

"No." Yan Tingfeng slowly put away the scroll.

Xiang Shaoyu: "..."

He had never seen such a domineering person as Yan Tingfeng!

The only one who knew the inside story, Rong Qi, shook his head gently.

This calligraphy has the eight words "Master of Shenxiao Tower, the best in the world", how could Yan Tingfeng refuse?

"If Mr. Huo likes it, I can write a pair of words related to the Shen Ce Army after I go back." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly.

"Okay." The originally depressed Huo Yunyi's expression cheered up, "Thank you Miss Ye."

"What about me?" Xiang Shaoyu pointed at himself, "I want to ask Miss Ye for a pair of words related to Princess Yongning."

Ye Wanlan did not refuse: "Okay."

"Although I don't care and it won't affect anything, the matter of the Calligraphy Association can't just be let go." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "Who should get the award? There can't be any partiality."

Xiang Shaoyu also said coldly: "Of course."

**

Because he went to the hospital in the morning, Mr. Fu did not see the competition.

As soon as he left the hospital, he hurried over.

"Mr. Fu, congratulations to your granddaughter for winning the first place in this calligraphy competition and winning the championship again." The vice president saw him and stood up and said respectfully.

Mr. Fu nodded and said, "Where is the work?"

"Here." The vice president hurriedly took out Fu Qiao's calligraphy, "Please take a look, Miss Fu Qiao's skills have improved a lot."

Mr. Fu nodded, "I'm asking about Mr. Ye's work, where is it?"