The Joy of Rebirth

You Yuming finally made this comment: "This word is as powerful as a startling dragon, as quiet as a rabbit in flight, perfect."

Yang Wenqi praised: "Apart from Wang Xizhi and his ilk, I can't believe that anyone else can write such amazing calligraphy."

Wang Kailing directly boasted: "There is no one before or after. The words on the rice paper look like masters dancing with swords or beautiful women dancing. They are lush and full of vitality, and they also contain a kind of black and white truth of the eternal vast starry sky. It is really amazing." "

To be honest, Ye Bihuang is also very satisfied with his calligraphy ability that combines the brush calligraphy skills of those calligraphy masters, coupled with his own powerful writing ability. After mixing them, Ye Bihuang's handwriting really reaches a level that ordinary people cannot achieve. realm.

Although Ouyang Qingyin knew that Ye Bihuang was 90% likely to win, she did not expect that he could get such an evaluation. She was stunned in surprise. She continued to ask: "Teacher You, since you praised this calligraphy and painting It’s so miraculous, why don’t we estimate the price on the spot, so that so many of our classmates know how much Ye Bihuang’s calligraphy is worth, and let our classmates have an intuitive feel for the value of Ye Bihuang’s calligraphy.”

"A priceless treasure, a priceless treasure, how can it be used for valuation?" You Yuming sighed.

Ouyang Qingyin wanted to know the value of Ye Bihuang's calligraphy no matter what, but after all, she was still quite curious about Ye Bihuang.

The fire of gossip burned brightly in her turbulent heart.

"Professor You, do you mean that this calligraphy is not valuable?" Ouyang Qingyin asked.

You Yuming snorted and said: "How can it be worthless? Little girl, I know you want me to estimate the price of this calligraphy, okay, I'll give it an estimate... According to what I've seen, this calligraphy is the lowest The value should be 15 million yuan." As he said that, You Yuming looked at the other two professors, as if asking for their opinions, while Yang Wenqi said: It may be higher." Wang Kailing nodded lightly.

The three professors' statements immediately caused the entire calligraphy club to explode.

A word is actually 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, 1.5 billion in 100 days, and 1.5 billion in ten years. In a short period of time, Ye Bihuang could have tens of billions of assets.

The entire calligraphy club was in a state of turmoil.

Fortunately, no one tried to snatch the calligraphy and painting that was still on the table.

All the girls at the scene felt jealous. Maybe before today, they just thought that Ye Bihuang was a handsome boy who studied well, but after today, Ye Bihuang was a rich man in their eyes, completely. The golden turtle son-in-law at the bottom, blue chip stocks,,.

Ye Bihuang looked at Zhou Ding with a sneer: "Classmate Zhou, do you want to admit defeat?"

Zhou Ding's face was pale and he was silent. He just looked at Ye Bihuang's words and actually shed tears.

"When you meet 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 was like a big mountain, which would always weigh on her heart in this life.

It's not that Ye Bihuang is too ruthless, but Zhou Ding is not a good guy. From his thoughts, Ye Bihuang learned that he is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling, but he just looks like a dog on the surface. It is not an exaggeration to get such a registration. .

Ouyang Qingyin became even more curious when she saw Ye Bihuang's unyielding approach of retaliating without leaving any face to others. She had never seen such a strange boy.

Arrogant and flamboyant, but possessing such high talent.

But Ouyang Qingyin didn't understand Ye Bihuang. Ye Bihuang just saw that there were so many people pursuing Ye Tongtong, so he simply showed his strongest and most arrogant attitude and punched these people away, so that they would not harass them again in the future. Sister Tongtong.

This was Ye Bihuang's initial thought. If he kept a low profile, he would not be in any trouble, but Sister Tongtong would be harassed repeatedly by these boys, which Ye Bihuang did not want to see.

So this time he wanted to put it right once and for all, and declare in a high profile that Sister Tongtong was his, and anyone who dared to get involved would be in trouble with him.

Zhou Ding left, devastated. It would be okay if he was a playboy who only liked women's bodies. Maybe he wouldn't care about anything. If he lost, he would lose. He would just find a way to regain his face.

But he's not.

He loved calligraphy and writing, but in the end he was defeated by an opponent he had never seen before, and he was completely defeated.

Zhou Ding knew that he could never surpass Ye Bihuang, and he failed completely.

Once you win one game, there will be another one.

After being challenged twice, Ye Bihuang was a little impatient and regretted the promise he had made to allow him to be challenged ten times.

So he planned to settle the matter together this afternoon.

"I promise that was the last time. You will lose this afternoon, and lose miserably." Zhao Yang's cold voice sounded behind Ye Bihuang.

Shangguan Qingshan smiled and said: "You'd better be mentally prepared. Don't be unable to bear it when the time comes and drop out of school. Then we will lack fun in the rest of our college life, haha."

The fact that Ye Bihuang defeated Zhou Ding and was once again in the limelight made Shangguan Qingshan, Zhao Yang and Mo Yike hate it, but what could they do.

But it doesn't matter, they can make Ye Bihuang lose face in the next showdown.

The higher he stood, the harder he fell. He was looking forward to seeing Ye Bihuang's expression when he turned pale.

"Sister Tongtong, microphone."

"Here." Although she didn't know what Ye Bihuang was planning to do, Ye Tongtong still listened to Ye Bihuang's words.

"Ahem..." Ye Bihuang deliberately cleared his throat, and the scene became solemn. A person who can easily write calligraphy worth tens of millions undoubtedly has a very high status in the hearts of everyone. Ye Bihuang's previous arrogant image was instantly changed. It just disappeared from everyone's mind.

Because Ye Bihuang at this moment is simply a golden mountain in their eyes.

"Dear classmates, actually the purpose of accepting the challenge is that I don't want my sister Tongtong to be harassed. Our Yanda University is a good university with talented people and countless young talents. I know that I won two games, and maybe there are still some people who don't want to be harassed. Convinced... I also promised a ten-game date, but after two PKs, I was somewhat tired. This afternoon I had to accept the basketball challenge from Zhao Yang, Shangguan Qingshan and Mo Yike, so I agreed. But after this challenge, I will not accept anyone's challenge again, unless you think you are in such a state." As he spoke, Ye Bihuang gently picked up the words he had just written.

Saying that, Ye Bihuang looked at the group of people in Shangguan Qingshan: "I don't know what you think."

Shangguan Qingshan gritted his teeth and said: "If you still lose the third time, we will no longer challenge you..."

"When you meet me in the future, you must take a detour and don't harass Sister Tongtong." Ye Bihuang sneered, "Can your so-called anti-alliance be achieved?"

Zhao Yang, Shangguan Qingshan, Mo Yike and the others never expected that Ye Bihuang would turn against the general and bring the matter to light, and he said it so openly that they had no choice but to agree.

"We agree, but if you lose, you will give up your right to pursue Ye Tongtong, apologize to us, and take a detour when you see us."

"Okay." Ye Bihuang agreed casually, "Everyone, let's go have lunch. In the afternoon, there will be a three-on-three basketball game. If you are interested, you can come and watch. This is also the last challenge I accept."

Saying that, Ye Bihuang handed the microphone to Ye Tongtong. Ouyang Qingyin finally stated the results of the competition. Ye Tongtong made the final speech. The competition for the achievement of calligraphy ended dramatically.

"Bihuang, you are always so unexpected." Ye Tongtong held hands with Ye Bihuang, feeling very happy.

The reason why Ye Bihuang accepts these challenges is because of himself. On the other hand, it can be seen that he cares about himself quite a lot.

Ye Bihuang smiled and kissed Ye Tongtong's face: "The afternoon is over, and there won't be so many flies to bother us again."

Ye Tongtong nodded slightly: "You little bastard, you won't lose the game specifically, and then let me chase you. It's so embarrassing."

Ye Bihuang laughed loudly and said: "How is it possible? I am such a bad person."

"It's very similar." Ye Tongtong said pretending to be serious.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Okay then, I will just lose the game and fulfill your wish."

"Fuck you, you have to win no matter what... It's so embarrassing to lose. You've already won so far, how can you still lose?"

"Hey, it's so hard to be a man. It doesn't work even if you win or lose. What on earth is going on?" Ye Bihuang spread his hands and looked helpless.

"I hate you..."

The sun is scorching and the heat is unbearable.

Outside the indoor basketball court, there were hundreds of students, both male and female, standing together in small groups, talking and whispering in low voices.

Looking at this, it seems that he is attending some kind of gathering, but is this really the case?

Why were these students so scattered during the assembly, instead of entering the stadium slowly according to class order?

The door creaked, and the crisp sound of the door opening sounded. Even though the sound of the door opening was so subtle and inconspicuous among the crowd of people, it attracted thousands of pairs of eyes to look at the closed door.

The door opened, but there was no one inside. The students who had been waiting outside for a long time to watch the show cheered and swarmed towards the indoor stadium.

Zuo Zhenliang laughed loudly and said: "Haha, it's very lively, Brother Huang."

In the past, I might have been a little bit dissatisfied with Ye Bihuang, thinking that calling him Brother Huang was just because of his age, but now, everyone in Ye Bihuang's dormitory sincerely calls him Brother Huang. Who knows that Ye Bihuang is so capable? Just writing a word is a fortune that they will never earn in their lifetime.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "These people are the audience who came to witness the failure of the three guys on the opposite side."