Wu Changxi was furious. He threw away all the pressure he had and pointed at Ouyang Huazai and said: "Ouyang Huazai! Don't bully others too much! I know you are a master of calligraphy, but if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you have no right to fart casually. ! If you have the ability, come up to the mountain with me for verification. If you don’t, just get lost!"
"Bastard!" Ouyang Huazai was also furious. After so many years, no one has dared to glare at him like this.
Jiang Songyun, the president of the Calligraphy Association on the side, quickly stepped forward and said: "You two, two, stop arguing. Can I be fair about this matter?"
When Wu Changxi saw Jiang Songyun speak, his anger subsided and he said, "Please give me some comment from the president."
Ouyang Huazai said: "President Jiang, do you still need to read this word? Just look at the photo of the monk in the snow in front of you. It's pure hype!"
Wu Changxi immediately glared at Ouyang Huazai. Ouyang Huazai showed no signs of weakness and was about to start doing it again.
Jiang Songyun said: "Okay, you two, stop arguing. I've seen the photo and the words."
Ouyang Huazai and Wu Changxi both looked at Jiang Songyun, waiting for Jiang Songyun's evaluation.
Jiang Songyun patted Wu Changxi on the shoulder and said: "Xiao Wu, I know young people are a little impatient, but impatient people can't eat hot tofu. The art of calligraphy cannot be practiced in three or two days. This photo of yours comes from art. From a perspective, it’s really good…”
"President, stop talking. In short, you don't believe it, do you?" Wu Changxi asked, holding back his grievances.
Jiang Songyun nodded and wanted to say something else. Wu Changxi picked up his photo, turned around and left. As he walked, he said: "Short-sighted, like a frog in a well!"
"You!" Ouyang Huazai and Jiang Songyun were both on fire!
However, Wu Changxi had already rushed out and disappeared.
After the two looked at each other, Ouyang Huazai said: "This bastard, I want him to understand the consequences of irritating me!"
After saying that, Ouyang Huazai went to make a phone call. Jiang Songyun didn't say anything or did anything about this, which was obviously his behavior.
Wu Changxi went out and was a little confused. He couldn't go online or find the calligraphy association in the city. So what should he do next? Wu Changxi was a stickler. Since this road was blocked, he simply visited the famous calligraphers one by one! If he doesn’t believe it, no one will know the goods!
However, Wu Changxi was destined to be disappointed. These famous calligraphers might think the calligraphy was good, but no one thought it was true. They all said it was P's picture and scolded him. As a result, Wu Changxi was full of grievances and had no one to complain about. After reporting the news to the newspaper in the evening, Wu Changxi was pulled in by the editor for a chat, and then Wu Changxi left the newspaper office dejectedly.
In the evening, Wu Changxi took the monkey to drink wildly. When he was drunk, he told the reason of the incident.
The monkey kept an eye on Wu Changxi, knowing that something had happened and that he was going to get drunk, so he didn't drink much and waited to send him back. After hearing what happened to Wu Changxi, the monkey patted Wu Changxi and said, "Brother, you are in a hurry. They don't believe the photos. You can ask the master to write a few words and take them! As for the work, if you lose it, just throw it away. Brother, we are short of manpower. Please go and help me. Oh, by the way, if this city doesn’t work, you can go to other cities... "
"A raccoon dog from a hill, a raccoon dog from a hill!" Wu Changxi yelled blindly, his eyes dimmed from drunkenness.
Monkey was also helpless. He couldn't explain clearly to him at this time, so he drank a few more drinks, made Wu Changxi drunk, and sent him home.
The next day, Wu Changxi was still depressed. Monkey continued to persuade him to go to the province or the capital, but it didn't work. At this time, Lu Xiaoya said impatiently: "Are you pigs? If they don't believe it, just bet with them! Bet one million. If you are not convinced, go up the mountain!"
"Bang!"
Wu Changxi stood up and asked, "What did you say?!"
Lu Xiaoya was startled and said weakly: "I... I just said it casually."
The monkey smiled and said: "Your casual remarks may be a real solution! If this competition can be promoted, it will be an opportunity for the master to become famous. For Lao Wu, it will be an opportunity to rectify his name. By the way, he can also make money. One stroke!”
Wu Changxi nodded and said: "Yes, I did it! But the money will have to wait for a while..."
"No need, I'll pay for it!" the monkey shouted, beating his chest. It's a sure thing, and you can make a profit without losing money. If you don't do it, it's for nothing!
Wu Changxi was overjoyed and rushed out immediately. This time he did not go to Ouyang Huazai, but to his news media friends in major newspapers. For no other reason than to declare war on Ouyang Huazai!
We were all friends to begin with, and everyone had heard about Wu Changxi's resignation due to being accused of being accused. For a time, they were all reposted by the same enemy!
Things got bigger and bigger, and soon Ouyang Huazai knew about it.
Then Ouyang Huazai was a little dumbfounded when he saw the one million bet, one million? Although he is a famous calligrapher, one million is not a small number! Similarly, this number is not a small number to the other party! With such a big bet, is the other party confident
Thinking of this, Ouyang Huazai didn't dare to gamble, but if he didn't reply, his reputation would be ruined! Which is more important, fame or money
In the end, Ouyang Huazai replied: "Let's bet! But betting on calligraphy is meaningless. It's better to bet on whose calligraphy is better! If the little monk's calligraphy is really better than mine, I will admit defeat! On the contrary, Wu Changxi must apologize to me." , and admitted that he was a sensational liar!"
Wu Changxi shouted from the air: "No problem! If you lose, I only want 500,000, and the remaining 500,000 will be given to the master to repair the temple!"
Ouyang Huazai agreed, and the two agreed to go up the mountain in three days!
For a time, the entire Heishan City was attracted by the gamble between these two people, and everyone was looking forward to the final result. At the same time, I am also very curious, what kind of place is this Zhishan and Yizhi Temple? How could it lead to such a war? Although society has developed to this day, calligraphy is no longer mainstream, and great calligraphers are often silent among the crowd. But once this incident is revealed, it will still stimulate everyone's curiosity about traditional culture. In particular, this section is very novelistic. A monk from a small remote temple that cannot be found challenges the calligraphy masters in this city? It was so much fun.
Everyone searched online and became even more confused. Is there really a master in such a small place, such a remote place, such an inconspicuous place
The power of netizens is endless. Soon someone dug up Jiang Ting's Weibo, and Yang Hua's request for a son was exposed again. At the same time, Jiang Ting’s latest update included the news that Han Xiaoguo’s daughter, Han Xiaomi, was suspected of having a terminal brain tumor and was cured at Yi Zhi Temple.
Everyone was in an uproar, but there were more people who didn't believe it.
"This finger temple really knows how to create hype!"
(End of chapter)