Back to high school, Peking University is beckoning me

Chapter 153: Discussing calligraphy with exchange students

Ruan Fuxi's eyes were full of surprise. He slowly opened it and found a new model of sports watch, which was exquisite and elegant.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to put the watch on his hand. He looked left and right, his face full of joy, and said sincerely: "Thank you Ningning, I like it very much."

Then he took her hand and said, "Come with me to eat, I haven't had lunch yet."

Lu Youning glared at him angrily, "You're not afraid of starving yourself. You don't take care of your body at all. Wait a minute, I'll take the flowers back to the dormitory."

Ruan Fuxi knew he was in the wrong, so he touched the tip of his nose and said, "Ningning, I know I was wrong."

Lu Youning returned soon, and the two did not go out to eat, but went directly to the cafeteria closest to the dormitory.

Because it was past lunch time, there was basically no one eating in the cafeteria.

Ruan Fuxi quickly brought the meal, and Lu Youning sat opposite him and watched him eat quietly.

Perhaps because he had been hungry for a long time, Ruan Fuxi ate very quickly. Lu Youning couldn't help but remind him, "If you've been hungry for a long time, eat slowly, otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable later.

Ruan Fuxi obediently slowed down his movements and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Ningning."

Lu Youning asked, "Are you too busy every day to eat properly?"

"No, just today."

Lu Youning stared at him without blinking, "Then why didn't you have lunch today?"

Ruan Fuxi swallowed the food in his mouth and explained, "I was so immersed in editing the data that I forgot about the time."

Lu Youning felt a little distressed and reached out to stroke his cheek. "You must eat on time from now on. After dinner, go back to the dormitory and rest for a while. Look at you, you look exhausted."

Ruan Fuxi held Lu Youning's hand and gently placed her face in her palm, feeling the gentle touch, her eyes full of attachment. "I'm not sleepy. Do you want to go to the movies? We'll go later."

Lu Youning shook her head and refused: "No, you can watch the movie anytime. I don't think there will be any good seats now. Just go back and rest."

"Okay, I'll listen to Ningning."

After dinner, Ruan Fuxi insisted on sending Lu Youning back to the dormitory building.

When they got to the dormitory building, Ruan Fuxi gently pulled Lu Youning over and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "Ningning, you should go upstairs and rest too. I'll find you later."

In the evening, Xiao Yun and Lin Jiajia came back from their date, holding flowers in their hands and with happy smiles on their faces.

Chen Muyan couldn't help but joke again, "Oh, the two beauties in our dormitory are back." She winked as she said this.

Although Xiao Yun was also shy, he was still relatively calm. But Lin Jiajia was different. Her face turned red like a ripe apple in an instant.

Lu Youning also echoed: "I thought you wouldn't come back." After that, he and Chen Muyan burst into laughter.

Xiao Yun felt a little embarrassed now, and said with puffed cheeks: "You are talking about us, Youning, it's the same for you." As he spoke, he looked at the roses on her desk.

Lu Youning explained: "That's different, I don't have a date."

Chen Muyan slid her fingers across her phone and smiled, "Our dormitory is now full of flowers. The whole dormitory will be filled with the fragrance of flowers for the next few days."

After hearing this, several people subconsciously looked at the flowers on their tables, and then couldn't help laughing.

"The forum is also very lively, with many people confessing their love." Chen Muyan said excitedly, as if she had discovered something new.

"Look, this guy made a huge heart-shaped candle array downstairs of the girls' dormitory to express his love, and he finally got the girl."

"Confessing in public is quite romantic!" Lin Jiajia said enviously.

"Everyone expresses love in different ways. Some people like it in a grand, romantic and high-profile way. Some people prefer a long-lasting love, quietly conveying care and love in ordinary days. As long as you truly love each other, the way is not important. The person who matters most is that person." Lu Youning expressed his opinion.

After hearing this, the roommates nodded in agreement: "That's right."

Chen Muyan continued browsing the forum when she suddenly saw a new post. Her eyes lit up and she shouted, "Sisters, look, there's a post saying that there will be foreign exchange students coming to our school for a short-term exchange in April."

"It's normal. After all, our school is one of the best schools in the country." Xiao Yun said calmly.

"Although I know that there are exchange students coming to our school every year, this is the first time I have met one," Lin Jiajia said excitedly.

Lu Youning knew that more and more foreign students would come to China to study, so he remained calm: "Well, you won't be so excited after seeing so many of them."

Soon the day to receive exchange students arrived, and several welcome banners were hung on the campus.

As Lu Youning walked around campus, she could occasionally hear her classmates discussing the situation. However, she didn't pay much attention to it. After all, the teachers and the student union were responsible for the reception. She continued to study and live her life as usual.

Unexpectedly, I met the exchange student the next day. The story was like this: On Wednesday afternoon, Lu Youning had no classes, so she planned to go to the association to practice calligraphy.

When she arrived at the association, she found that several classmates were already there painting.

After greeting them, Lu Youning found an empty seat, spread out rice paper, and prepared to practice calligraphy.

Just as she was immersed in the world of writing, the door was gently pushed open, and a teacher and several student union cadres came in, followed by a few unfamiliar faces who looked around curiously.

Several students in the association, including Lu Youning, stopped writing and looked at them.

The teacher skillfully introduced the history of the association and the original intention of establishing the calligraphy association in English.

Several exchange students nodded from time to time, but one of them, a student from Sang Country, looked disdainful.

He walked up and looked at the handwriting of the students from the association on the table, and said in broken Chinese: "This handwriting is very poor. Isn't your school the top school in the country?" His words were full of provocation and disdain.

A classmate who had just been practicing calligraphy blushed and said, "I've just started learning calligraphy, so it's normal that my handwriting isn't good."

"You claim calligraphy is a traditional culture of your country. I've learned calligraphy from my family for a few years since I was a child, and I'd like to learn from them. What do you think, teacher?"

When several cadres of the Student Union heard his words, their faces turned very ugly. One of the boys was very angry and cursed in his heart: "Damn it, life is disgusting." Just as he was about to explode, he was stopped by the vice president.

The exchange students all echoed:

"I think this is a great idea. I've never seen a live calligraphy competition before."

"Yeah, it's definitely interesting. It's also a form of cultural exchange."

The teacher from the Calligraphy Association came out of the office and he just heard the conversation.

He gently raised his hand, signaling the students to calm down, then smiled and said to the Sang country student, "If you have this idea, we welcome it. However, how do you want to compete?"

The Sangguo student said with a bit of arrogance, "My name is Fujino. We are writing about the same subject, so let's see whose handwriting is better. However, I won't compete with those students who write too poorly. It's a waste of time."

As soon as the words came out, the students in the calligraphy association immediately looked annoyed, and some even clenched their fists.

The teacher remained calm, but with a hint of seriousness in his eyes, he slowly said, "In the world of calligraphy, every calligrapher deserves respect. There is no absolute distinction between good and bad, only differences in style and realm.

Since you don't want to compete with those classmates, why not compete with the three next to me?" He looked at Lu Youning, Lu Chuan, and Wang Mingen.

"However, your suggestion of writing the same content for a competition is feasible. As for the judge, I will be the judge. Besides, you know calligraphy yourself, so you should be able to tell who writes better."

Fujino listened and replied nonchalantly: "Okay, let me see their level."