I was late for class, I recited the text backwards and shocked the audience! Chapter 129 Zhu Fei was dumbfounded, Su Jiang could see the emotion in his words
Chapter 129 Zhu Fei was dumbfounded, Su Jiang could see the emotion in his words
He walked to Su Jiang in a few steps.
"Are you Lin Wanqing's boyfriend Su Jiang?" Zhu Fei crossed his arms across his chest, then moved to stand beside Su Jiang, following Su Jiang with interest as he looked at his calligraphy.
"Well, hello."
Su Jiang nodded.
"What do you think of my calligraphy?" Zhu Fei looked at Su Jiang and asked, but his hands clenched his arms inexplicably nervously.
"It's very good. It's like a strong man drawing his sword, with a moving expression. Especially the last stroke, which is hard yet adds a touch of gentleness. It's like praising a strong woman!" Su Jiang said on one side.
As he spoke, he pointed at the last word, turned his head, and smiled.
Zhu Fei's eyes were fixed on Su Jiang's finger, or the word pointed by that slender white finger.
The whole person was a little lost.
At this moment, Su Jiang's words were like a mirror, reflecting Zhu Fei's thoughts contained in these words.
When I got this calligraphy of his back, it was the first time I heard someone read the words so clearly and read his own emotions.
Indeed, when he was writing it, he happened to be thinking of his grandmother. At that time, Zhu Fei's grandfather joined the volunteer army, and as a result, he left the whole family behind at a young age and was buried in horse leather.
Su Jiang's grandmother was left alone to earn work points, raise several children, and take care of the elderly at home.
Every time I see the wrinkles on my grandma's hands, and the snow-white hair due to hard work.
Zhu Fei couldn't help but sigh at how ordinary and great the people of that generation were.
That day, while they were each writing, there happened to be a child calling grandma's name below.
While in a trance, Zhu Fei's calligraphy style also changed greatly.
But he never thought that Su Jiang could see the artistic conception that no one could see.
Zhu Fei didn't even know that he had been staring at Su Jiang for a long time without knowing it.
Fortunately, Su Jiang is a man. If he were a woman, I don’t know where it would be in people’s imagination.
"Ahem, Brother Fei, what you're looking at is Su Jiang!" Wu Chunhui couldn't stand it anymore. He pretended to walk up to Zhu Fei casually, coughed lightly, covered his mouth with his hand, leaned forward slightly and said.
There was some thought in his heart: "You can just look at Lin Wanqing. Why are you looking at Su Jiang so resentfully..."
"Ah! Oh!" Zhu Fei was reminded by Wu Chunhui's words, and his whole body was shaken as if he was waking up from a big dream.
"Excuse me!"
Zhu Fei touched his nose.
There was just a hint of solemnity in his eyes: "Su Jiang, I want to invite you to join our calligraphy club. Is that okay?"
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Instantly, everyone in the calligraphy club was shocked.
The most shocked among them is Wu Chunhui.
What happened? I finally spoke ill of Su Jiang in front of Zhu Fei. Why did Zhu Fei not only fail to get along with Su Jiang as I thought, but instead invited Su Jiang to join the calligraphy club?
"No, Brother Fei, didn't you say that everyone who wants to join the calligraphy club must have a predestined relationship with calligraphy? This Su Jiang, at first glance, is someone who can't write calligraphy!" Wu Chunhui said softly in Zhu Fei's ear.
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I'm afraid Su Jiang will join the calligraphy club.
"Besides, Su Jiang is a person who has clearly despised calligraphy before!"
Wu Chunhui mentioned this sentence again.
However, this time, Zhu Fei was not as interested in Wu Chunhui's words as he was last time.
He glanced at Wu Chunhui coldly.
Ignoring him, he still turned around and said to Su Jiang: "I don't know, Su Jiang, are you interested?"
"Haha, I accepted the offer, but I'm really not interested." Su Jiang shook his head.
It's not that he looks down on these people, it's just that he really doesn't think it's necessary.
Zhu Fei was not angry. He had finally found a calligraphy confidant. Even if he could not invite him into his club, he still wanted to keep the relationship.
And at this time, he also vaguely understood the reason why he cared so much about Lin Wanqing and wanted to cultivate Lin Wanqing in calligraphy.
In fact, it’s not that I like Lin Wanqing, but I want to find someone in college who can reach the same level as myself in calligraphy. If I can’t find someone, I want to train one.
Now, the appearance of Su Jiang has undoubtedly made Zhu Fei find his true friend.
A friend who will not simply praise his beautiful handwriting, but will tell the story behind the words.
It is conceivable that Su Jiang's calligraphy attainments are definitely not inferior to his own, and even far exceed his own calligraphy level.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a level of reading.
"Okay, Su Jiang, with your calligraphy skills, this small calligraphy club really can't keep you." Zhu Fei said, taking the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the side with some regret.
"I don't know Su Jiang, would you like to leave a message for me?" Zhu Fei took the pen, looked at Su Jiang and asked sincerely.
This expression is as if he is facing a calligrapher who is a national treasure.
"Okay." Su Jiang nodded.
In the surprised eyes of all the members of the calligraphy club, they took Zhu Fei's expensive wolf-hair brush.
Zhu Fei looked overjoyed when he heard this.
He personally researched ink for Su Jiang.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Originally, they thought that Su Jiang would refuse no matter what. After all, Zhu Fei was the champion of the National College Student Calligraphy Competition, which meant that he had no rivals among domestic college students.
Su Jiang actually picked up the pen handed to him. Is this ignorance or arrogance?
For a while, all the members were dissatisfied with Su Jiang's behavior, feeling that he had offended the big boss in their hearts, Zhu Fei:
"You said Su Jiang doesn't think that just because he is Lin Wanqing's boyfriend, he can do whatever he wants, right?"
"I guess he thinks Lin Wanqing is the school beauty, so we won't deal with him because of Lin Wanqing's face."
"I feel unworthy for Brother Zhu Fei. Brother Zhu Fei is a figure who can rival Su Guozhu. How could he invite Su Jiang to join the club in such a lowly manner, and also personally practice ink for Su Jiang!"
"They both have the surname Su, so why is there such a big gap? Su Jiang doesn't know how to be low-key when he should be low-key!"
Of course there are a few classmates, most of whom are female classmates, who still trust Su Jiang.
"It's not impossible that Su Jiang is so handsome and can actually write a few words. After all, handsome people can do anything!"
“I feel that if I don’t write about Su Jiang, the momentum is already very powerful.
Lin Wanqing still looked at Su Jiang with a complicated expression.
Although she found it a bit incredible to say that Su Jiang knew calligraphy, let alone a practitioner like Zhu Fei who spent more time holding pens than chopsticks since childhood.
However, she supported and supported everything Su Jiang did. As long as it was something Su Jiang did, there must be a reason why Su Jiang was willing to do it.
So even though there were suspicions about Su Jiang in the classroom, Lin Wanqing still stood beside Su Jiang calmly, like a little fan girl.
And when everyone has different opinions.
Zhu Fei's ink has been ground.
Su Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, held the paper with his left hand, and dipped his right hand into it.
