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Volume 17: The Continuation of Rourou¡¯s Song and Dance 1996.8.- Chapter 1,155 Basketball

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    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 the truth of the black and white eternal vast starry sky. It is really amazing."  "

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

    Although Ouyang Qingyin knew that Ye Bihuang had a 90% chance of winning, 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 feeling about 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 find out the value of Ye Bihuang's calligraphy no matter what. After all, she was still quite curious about Ye Bihuang.

    The fire of gossip was burning 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 must be 15 million yuan." As he said that, You Yuming looked at the other two professors, seeming to be 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 calligraphy is actually worth 15 million. Oh my god, is this crazy? If Ye Bihuang writes a calligraphy 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 can own tens of billions of assets.

    The entire calligraphy club was in a commotion.

    Fortunately, no one tried to grab 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, are you denying your bet and admitting defeat?"

    Zhou Ding's face was pale and 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 mountain, which would always weigh on her heart in this life.

    It's not that Ye Bihuang is too cruel, 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, flamboyant, but possessing such a high talent.

    But Ouyang Qingyin actually 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 these people would not harass him again in the future.  Sister Tongtong.

    This was Ye Bihuang¡¯s initial thought. If he kept a low profile, he would have no 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 settle it 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 is not.

    He loves 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. He had failed completely.

    ?After winning one game, there is still another one.

    After being challenged twice, Ye Bihuang was somewhat impatient and regretted the promise he had made to allow ten challenges.

    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 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. In the next duel, they can make Ye Bihuang lose face.

    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 going 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.  Just disappeared in everyone's mind.

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

    "Dear students, 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 numerous talents and countless young talents. I know that I have won two games. 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.

    As he said that, Ye Bihuang looked at Shangguan Qingshan and the group of people: "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."

    With that said, Ye Bihuang handed the microphone to Ye Tongtong. Ouyang Qingyin finally stated the results of the competition. Ye Tongtong made the final speech. This competition to compete in calligraphy skills 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.

    Ye Bihuang smiled and kissed Ye Tongtong's face: "The afternoon will be 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 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 pretended 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 whatit'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 the hell is going on." Ye Bihuang spread his hands and looked helpless.

    "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.

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

    Why are these students attending the assembly so scattered instead of entering the stadium slowly according to class order?

      "Creak," 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."
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