Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

"What? So arrogant? He actually looks down on calligraphy?" Zhu Fei shouted angrily.

Although Zhu Fei is a second-generation rich kid, he could live a life of comfort and ease if he wanted to inherit his family's business.

However, he was particularly interested in calligraphy.

Lin Wanqing happened to have a fondness for calligraphy, so when she heard about the calligraphy club after entering university, she immediately signed up to join.

During several training sessions at the calligraphy club, Zhu Fei discovered that Lin Wanqing actually had quite a talent for calligraphy.

Therefore, I had a vague idea of ​​nurturing Lin Wanqing more during her university years.

Of course, he himself didn't know whether he liked Lin Wanqing or simply wanted to teach her calligraphy.

The two drove to their calligraphy club's dedicated classroom.

"Call them all over," Zhu Fei said, glancing at the time. "It's lunchtime now, so ask everyone to put aside what they're doing and meet here at 12:30 for a short meeting."

"Okay, Fei-ge!" Wu Chunhui nodded in response and immediately took out his phone to notify the club members.

Logically speaking, at this point, all that would be needed is to send a notification in the group chat.

However, today is the day of President Zhu Fei's triumphant return, and it was also a last-minute notification.

Phone calls are indeed more efficient and faster than group notifications.

The students who join the calligraphy club are all quite interested in calligraphy.

Upon hearing that President Zhu Fei had returned, everyone readily abandoned their plans to take a nap and promised to arrive on time.

Inside the cafeteria, Lin Wanqing hung up the phone.

"What's wrong with Sister Wanqing?" Su Jiang asked curiously.

"Oh, this is Zhu Fei, the president of our calligraphy club. He participated in the National College Student Calligraphy Competition and just got back today. He told us to meet him at noon."

Lin Wanqing held her phone in her hand, her thumb spinning rapidly across the screen.

"Let's go together then," Su Jiang said, arms crossed and lips pursed.

"Okay!" Lin Wanqing nodded.

After finishing their meal, the two held hands and walked towards the stadium together.

Because the calligraphy club's dedicated classroom is located below the stands on the first floor behind the gymnasium.

When they arrived, there were already quite a few people in the calligraphy club's dedicated classroom.

The classroom door was ajar.

A faint commotion could be heard inside.

A barrage of flattery and sycophancy reached Su Jiang and his companion's ears.

"President Zhu is truly amazing! When will I be able to practice my calligraphy to the same level as President Zhu?"

"Come on, let me see this trophy. It looks like pure gold, it's amazing! I really want one!"

"As expected, children from wealthy families are more talented. Children from poor families like me can only look up to them."

"President Zhu, have you been on TV yet? I feel that one day you will bring our Chinese calligraphy to the world! Just like Su Guozhu, you will bring honor to our country!"

"Yes, Su Guozhu has brought honor to China with his memory, and Zhu Fei has the potential to influence people in other countries, encouraging them to learn about Chinese culture!"

For a time, Zhu Fei was hailed as a national hero.

He was even compared to Su Guozhu, who is currently very popular online.

Standing at the door, Su Jiang rubbed his nose sheepishly and muttered, "Is Su Guozhu really that famous now?"

"You didn't know?"

Hearing Su Jiang's words, Lin Wanqing almost thought he was from Mars.

"There are all sorts of hot-selling items featuring Su Guozhu online right now. It's even said that someone is rushing to register the name 'Guozhu' as a trademark. Not to mention, Su Guozhu-themed masks, Su Guozhu porcelain dolls, Su Guozhu pendants, and so on are extremely popular online!"

"I heard that after the show aired, many Japanese fans flocked to China and formed many tour groups called 'Searching for Su Guozhu'."

"I feel that if Su Guozhu were found, he could definitely become a popular internet celebrity! I really can't understand why there are still people who don't want to ride that wave of popularity."

"People without real talent are already thinking about gaining online traffic, let alone someone with real talent. Is he some kind of country bumpkin? Or does he not even know how to use a mobile phone? It is said that some geniuses lack some life skills. I suspect that this Su Guozhu may also be a giant baby, unable to take care of himself."

Su Jiang: "..."

I'd love to be high-profile too, but the circumstances don't allow it!

If I get stabbed to death by that cherry blossom dog, what will happen to your sexual happiness?

Su Jiang felt something was off about hearing these things from Lin Wanqing.

However, when he heard that many tour groups from Japan had come to China to look for him, he still felt a little scared.

Who knows if any of these people are assassins from Japan?

Just as the two were talking at the door.

In the calligraphy club's dedicated classroom, some students heard the noise at the door.

Open the door from the inside.

"Wanqing, you've arrived!"

A female classmate said with a grin, and then saw Su Jiang behind Lin Wanqing.

I couldn't help but exclaim in my mind, "Holy crap, that's so cool! Can I borrow it so I can plug it in and charge it for a bit?"

The two entered the classroom.

All eyes were on Lin Wanqing, especially on her hand, and fell on Su Jiang, who was holding Lin Wanqing's hand.

"Wanqing, you're here!" Zhu Fei walked over with a smile.

"President," Lin Wanqing responded, but her hand remained gripping Su Jiang's, showing no intention of letting go.

"Look, this is the award our president brought back this time—first place in the National College Student Calligraphy Competition! When our president is around, nothing is insurmountable!" Wu Chunhui came up at this moment, holding a golden trophy and handing it to Lin Wanqing.

Wu Chunhui clearly felt that Su Jiang's gaze lingered on him, or more precisely, on his face, for quite a while.

Indeed, Su Jiang was also puzzled. Wu Chunhui had been slapped by him, yet he was still able to act as if nothing had happened, smiling in front of him. Had he damaged Wu Chunhui's brain?

Or does he really have such great magnanimity that he immediately realized his mistake and admitted defeat?

Regardless of the circumstances, Su Jiang remained secretly wary of him.

A group of people admired Zhu Fei's award-winning work in the calligraphy classroom.

Su Jiang also took a look, and indeed it was powerful and angular, looking no different from the calligraphy of an ordinary master.

It is evident that Zhu Fei is quite accomplished in calligraphy.

Su Jiang nodded in approval as he watched.

Although Su Jiang possesses the skills of a national-level calligraphy master, he is not the kind of fool who would bully others for no reason.

He still greatly appreciates and acknowledges the talents of others, after all, he relies on the system while others rely on their genuine abilities.

Only when someone else brings their face right up to you will you reluctantly slap them, reaping a little shock value.

Zhu Fei witnessed Su Jiang nodding.

Zhu Fei frowned, somewhat puzzled. Didn't Su Jiang say he looked down on calligraphy?