Eight hundred and seventieth chapters list of calligraphy announced
After handing out the Qindao awards, Weng Yizhong straightened his clothes, adjusted his mentality, and followed the Da Zhan staff next to him to take out the next award to be awarded.
"Let me award the first place in the chess competition. The person who won the first place in the chess competition this time is..."
Having said this, Weng Yizhong's expression darkened again.
Because the name behind it looks so familiar, even irritating.
When the people below heard this, they immediately sighed.
"I've been through it... No need to read this one, move on to the next one!"
"Does this need to be said? Anyone who is deaf knows that it's Su Ping'an again!"
"I remember this clearly, the first pair in Xiangqi and Go, right? Da Feng Guozhencai!"
I don’t know who first mentioned Gale Country, and then the crusade against Gale Country became louder all around.
Just like Da Zhan lost his first place in Qin Dao, Qi Dao was originally the strong point of Da Feng Kingdom, but now the No. 1 position has been taken away by Da Xuan Guo. Isn’t this a slap in the face?!
And now in front of all the literary cultivators from the Four Kingdoms, this is a slap in the face in public, and the slap is loud.
The faces of people in the Gale Kingdom suddenly turned green, and even Ji Fengbai, the feminine and handsome man, looked very ugly at this moment.
"Okay, we are first again!"
"You've shown your face, now our Daxuan has shown your big face, hahaha..."
"I just want to ask, who else is there!!!"
The atmosphere here in Daxuan suddenly formed a sharp contrast with the surroundings. The students in the Faculty of Arts were all cheering and beaming with joy. Even the people in Daxuan behind them also followed suit and shouted to the people around them: "It's us again."
, look, it’s us again…”
This sentence almost caused an 'international dispute'.
"Old King Wen, I'm here again!"
Su Ping'an jumped to the award podium again, and met Weng Yizhong's eyes with a bright red face. The latter's face froze.
Too bad!
"Ahem... um... Congratulations, you won the first place in Shuangqi Dao again. I hope you can bring a new atmosphere to Confucianism and Taoism in the future."
Although he was very reluctant in his heart, Weng Yizhong did a good job on the surface. He forced a smile on his face and gave Su Pingan a few words of encouragement.
"Yes, thank you Old King Wen for your encouragement, I will definitely continue to work hard!"
Su Pingan happily picked up the prize and jumped off the stage.
The prize this time is also a literary treasure, and it is also something related to chess, two Go urns.
The size of the chess king is just right, and the whole thing seems to be made of red crystal wood. It has been polished to a smooth and smooth texture, and the light can be seen, making it look beautiful and gorgeous, not vulgar, but very good.
"But I don't play Go, so it's just right to give this thing back to Qingxi."
Su Ping'an thought happily.
Next to them, they saw that Su Pingan had won another prize. Even if the people in the liberal arts college were happy for Su Pingan, a group of people couldn't help but feel sad at this time.
"What a beautiful chess urn!"
"Oh, I was ruined by this guy!"
"Damn it, I haven't even cultivated Wenshi Wenbao yet, but this guy already has two Wenzong Wenbao. It's really annoying!"
"Wrong, there will be three pieces soon!"
"Um?!"
While everyone was talking, it was time for the calligraphy award ceremony, which attracted everyone's attention.
"Who won the first place?"
"Are the previous rumors true? Are the top six stories really written by Su Pingan?"
"Don't worry, this rumor will be disproven soon!"
On the stage, Weng Yizhong also received an envelope, which contained the list of first place winners in this calligraphy competition.
Old King Wen was also a little curious about this. Which country won the victory?
When he opened it and took a look, Old King Wen immediately shrank his pupils, "Why is it him again?!"
Down below, the Daxuan people were already nervous, and many Daxuan people clenched their fists.
Just like Da Zhan and Dafeng before, Da Xuan has always been a strong country in calligraphy, but this time if the first place is taken away by others, then they will be as embarrassed as Da Zhan and Dafeng.
But soon, the announcement came out.
"In this Four Kingdoms Competition, the one who won the first place in calligraphy is... Daxuan Su Ping'an!"
As the sound of the urn bell came out, there was a muffled thunder in the audience.
The voices of countless people sounded together, giving people a feeling of roar.
"What, is it really him?!"
"How on earth did this guy do it!"
"Is this guy really the reincarnation of a Confucian saint?!"
There were endless sounds of shock and doubt. No one believed this result, and then someone loudly questioned: "I don't believe it, is Su Pingan really the number one? The creator of King of Calligraphy and Wen is anonymous, why does this guy have the right to do it?"
First, you have to let us know what the story he wrote is, what if we make a mistake?"
"Yes, please Da Zhan to publish the list of previous lives ranked in the literary list, otherwise we won't believe it!"
"Announce the rankings, announce the rankings..."
At first, only a few people shouted, but then the sound gradually expanded to the entire square, and even the royal family of Da Zhan was alarmed.
Out of consideration for the strong will of the people, Da Zhan's official side had to make adjustments quickly. Da Xuan, Dafeng and Dali Zejing waited for the final results to be given.
On the stage, Weng Yizhong sighed, shook his head and said: "Hey... these guys are really asking for trouble. Originally, in order to cover up Daxuan's amazing results, they chose not to announce the rankings but only award awards, but
Now……"
Finally, after a period of deliberation, Da Zhan compromised, and then Mr. Weng announced the rankings and said: "Okay, since you want to know the specific results of the literary rankings so much, then you can come and take a look."
After that, Mr. Weng waved his hand, and a list of the top ten literary lists appeared in the void.
Everyone looked up, and as soon as they saw the list, everyone was stunned.
Because the rankings were written with ink on the snow-white rice paper, the title of the book and the author's information were clearly visible. When they took a look at it, they saw that the author's name at the end of the story on the list was exactly the same.
Very conspicuous.
And there is only one name, Su Pingan!
Seeing this, the scene became very quiet for a while, and then the noise and commotion started again after a while.
"What, 'Xinghan' and 'Xingchen Transformation' were really written by Su Ping'an alone?"
"I, 'Third Brother Lin', am such a divine person, was actually written by Su Ping'an? Could it be that the Su family and we are the same people!"
"'Mortal', 'Chong Mei', 'Qing Yu Nian'... the authors of these books I like are actually Su Pingan? I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."
Some people were pleasantly surprised, while others were devastated.
Among the people who collapsed, many were from Da Zhan, as well as Dafeng and Dali, and many of these people had been hostile to Su Ping'an before.
But they never expected that the story they liked was written by someone they once hated. This is so ironic.