Chapter 1155 Basketball
You Yuming finally made such a comment: "This word is as shocking as a dragon, as quiet as a rabbit, and flawless."
Yang Wenqi praised, "In addition to Wang Xizhi, I can't believe that others can write such amazing calligraphy."
Wang Kailing boasted directly: "There is no one before or after. The words on the rice paper are like a master dancing a sword, and it seems that a beautiful woman is dancing. It is full of vitality and contains a kind of truth of black and white eternal starry sky, which is really amazing."
To be honest, Ye Bihuang is also very satisfied with his calligraphy ability to integrate those calligraphy. In addition, he has a strong writing power. After mixing with each other, Ye Bihuang's font has really reached a level that ordinary people can't reach at all.
Although Ouyang Qingyin knew that Ye Bihuang might win 90%, she didn't expect that he could get such an evaluation. She was stunned with surprise. She continued to ask, "Mr. You, since you have praised this calligraphy and painting so amazingly, how can you not evaluate the price on the spot, so that we can have so that so many students Knowing the value of Ye Bihuang's Mobao makes our classmates have an intuitive feeling about the value of Ye Bihuang's calligraphy.
"Priceless treasure, priceless treasure, how can it be used for valuation?" You Yuming sighed.
Ouyang Qingyin wants to figure out the value of Ye Bihuang. After all, she is still quite curious about Ye Bihuang.
The fire of gossip is burning in her turbulent heart.
"Professor You, what you mean is that this word is worthless?" Ouyang Qingyin asked back.
You Yuming snorted and said, "How can it be worthless? Little girl, I know you want me to evaluate this word. Well, I'll estimate it... According to my experience, the lowest value of this word is 15 million yuan." With that, You Yuming looked at the other two professors and seemed to be asking for advice, while Yang Wenqi said: It may be higher. Wang Kailing nodded gently.
The statements of the three professors immediately made the whole calligraphy club explode.
A word is worth 15 million. Oh, my God, is this crazy? If Ye Bihuang writes a word every day, it will be 150 million in ten days and 1.5 billion in one hundred days. In ten years, Ye Bihuang can have tens of billions of assets.
The whole calligraphy club is about to make a lot of noise.
Fortunately, no one went to grab the calligraphy and painting that is still on the table.
All the girls at the scene felt careful and straight. Perhaps before today, they just thought that Ye Bihuang was a handsome and good-learned boy, but after today, Ye Bihuang is a golden tortoise son-in-law in their eyes, a complete golden tortoise son-in-law, with excellent performance.
Ye Bihuang looked at Zhou Ding with a sneer: "Classmate Zhou, you are denying the bet."
Zhou Ding's face was pale and silent. He just looked at Ye Bihuang's words and shed tears.
"See me in the future, take a detour, and... I advise you not to write in the future. Your handwriting is too bad."
Ye Bihuang's cold voice sounded, leaving an indelible shadow in Zhou Ding's heart. Ye Bihuang is like a mountain, which will always be in her heart.
It's not that Ye Bihuang is too cruel, but that Zhou Ding is not funny. From his idea, Ye Bihuang learned that he is proficient in eating, drinking and gambling, but he looks like a dog on the surface. It is not too much to get such a sign-up.
Ouyang Qingyin was even more curious when she saw Ye Bihuang's way of repaying and not giving people a little face. She had never seen such a strange boy.
Arrogant and flamboyant, but with such high talent.
But Ouyang Qingyin actually didn't understand Ye Bihuang. Ye Bihuang just saw that there were so many people pursuing Ye Tongtong. He simply took out his strongest and most arrogant attitude and punched these people back, so that these people would not disturb Sister Tongtong in the future.
This is Ye Bihuang's original idea. If he keeps a low profile, he won't have any trouble, but Sister Tongtong will be disturbed by these boys again and again. This is what Ye Bihuang doesn't want to see.
So this time he will make a complete high-profile announcement that Sister Tongtong is his own. Whoever dares to mess with him will have a hard time with him.
Zhou Ding left and left in a daze. If he was a playboy who only liked the female body, he was fine. Maybe he didn't care about anything. If he lost, he would lose. If only he could find a way to get his face.
But he is not.
He loved calligraphy and writing, but in the end he was defeated by an opponent he had never seen before, and he was defeated.
Zhou Ding knew that he would never surpass Ye Bihuang, and he completely failed
Win one game, and there will be another one.
After being challenged twice, Ye Bihuang was somewhat impatient and regretted the promise he had promised to be challenged ten times.
So he is going to solve the matter together this afternoon.
"I promise that it was the last time just now. You will definitely lose this afternoon, and you will lose miserably." Zhao Yang's cold voice sounded behind Ye Bihuang.
Shangguan Qingshan smiled and said, "You'd better be psychologically prepared. Don't drop out of school directly if you can't stand it, then we will lack fun in our next college life, haha."
The fact that Ye Bihuang defeated Zhou Ding and made Shangguan Qingshan, Zhao Yang and Mo Yike hate it, but what can they do?
But it doesn't matter. In the next duel, they can make Ye Bihuang look good.
The higher he stood, the heavier he fell. He was looking forward to seeing Ye Bihuang's pale expression.
"Sister Tongtong, microphone."
"Yes." Although I don't know what Ye Bihuang is going to do, Ye Tongtong still listens to Ye Bihuang's words.
"Cough..." Ye Bihuang deliberately cleared his throat, and the scene was solemn. A person who could write tens of millions of calligraphy at will undoubtedly have a very high status in everyone's hearts. Ye Bihuang's previous arrogant image disappeared in the hearts of everyone in an instant.
Because at this moment, Ye Bihuang is simply a golden mountain in their eyes.
"Classmates, in fact, the purpose of my challenge is not to want my sister Tongtong to be disturbed. Our Yan University is a good university with many talents and countless young talents. I know that I have won two games, and maybe some people are still unconvinced... I also promised a ten-game appointment, but after two PKs, I have more or less I'm tired. I have to accept the basketball challenge of Zhao Yang, Shangguan Qingshan and Mo Yike this afternoon. I also agreed, but after this challenge, I will not accept anyone's challenge, unless you think you have such a state. With that, Ye Bihuang gently picked up the words she had just written.
With that, Ye Bihuang looked at the Shangguan Qingshan group of people: "I don't know what you think."
Shangguan Qingshan gritted his teeth and said, "If we still lose for the third time, we will no longer challenge you..."
"If you see me in the future, you have to take a detour, and don't disturb Sister Tongtong." Ye Bihuang sneered, "Can your so-called anti-alliance be done?"
Zhao Yang, Shangguan Qingshan, Mo Yike and others did not expect Ye Bihuang to turn against the army and put the matter on the surface, and said it openly and aboveboard, so that they could not refuse.
"We promise, but if you lose, you will give up the right to pursue Ye Tongtong, apologize to us, and take a detour when you see us."
"Good." Ye Bihuang casually agreed, "Classmates, let's go to lunch. In the afternoon, there will be a three-on-three basketball game. If you are interested, you can come and have a look. This is also the last challenge I accept."
With that, Ye Bihuang handed the microphone to Ye Tongtong. Ouyang Qingyin finally stated the results of the competition. Ye Tongtong made a final speech, and the competition of calligraphy was over.
"Bihuang, you are always so unexpected." Ye Tongtong and Ye Bihuang held hands and felt very happy.
Ye Bihuang accepted these challenges because of himself. On the other hand, it can be seen that he cares a lot about himself.
Ye Bihuang smiled and kissed Ye Tongtong's face: "The afternoon is over, and there won't be so many flies bothering us again."
Ye Tongtong nodded gently: "You little bastard, you won't lose the game specially, and then let me chase you. What a shame."
Ye Bihuang laughed and said, "How can it be? I'm such a bad person."
"It's very similar." Ye Tongtong pretended to be serious.
Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "Well, I will lose the game specially, as you wish."
"Five you, you have to win anyway... It's really a shame to lose. It's all here. How can you lose?"
"Oh, it's really difficult to be a man. You can't win or lose. What the hell is this?" Ye Bihuang spread out his hands and was helpless.
"I hate you..."
It's hot, and it's hard to be hot.
Outside the indoor basketball court, there were hundreds of students, men and women. They all stood together in groups and whispered.
Looking at this, it seems to be attending some rally, but is it really so?
Why are these students so scattered when they attend the rally, instead of slowly entering the court in order of classes?
Squeaked, the crisp sound of opening the door. Even though the sound of opening the door was so subtle that it was inconspicuous in the boiling voice, it attracted thousands of pairs of eyes to the closed door.
The door was opened, but there was no one inside. The students who had been waiting for a long time to watch the play cheered and flocked to the indoor stadium.
Zuo Zhenliang laughed and said, "Haha, it's very lively, Brother Huang."
In the past, I may have been a little unconvinced of Ye Bihuang. I felt that I called him Brother Huang only because of his age, but now, the people in Ye Bihuang's dormitory sincerely call him Ye Bihuang Brother. Who let Ye Bihuang have so great ability? People write a word casually, which is the property they can't earn in their whole life.
Ye Bihuang smiled and said, "These people are all the audience who came to witness the failure of the three guys opposite."