Back to high school, Peking University is beckoning me

Chapter 137 Visiting Mr. Xiao

On the weekend, Lu Youning took a taxi to the Calligraphy Association in Beijing. She called Mr. Xiao in advance yesterday.

When she arrived at the door of the association, she saw a man standing at the door, apparently waiting for someone.

Lu Youning walked closer and saw that it was Assistant Xu. She quickly stepped forward and greeted with a smile, "Hello, Assistant Xu."

Assistant Xu also smiled and said, "Youning, you're finally here. Mr. Xiao mentioned you a while ago when school just started."

Lu Youning: "Thank you for remembering me, Mr. Xiao. I should have come to visit earlier."

Assistant Xu: "Let's go, let's go in first."

Lu Youning followed Assistant Xu into the association. Along the way, Assistant Xu enthusiastically introduced the association's history to her and said, "I'll show you around later."

As soon as Lu Youning came in, he felt the strong cultural atmosphere.

Hanging on the walls are calligraphy works of various styles, from the ancient and heavy seal and clerical scripts to the elegant and fluent running and cursive scripts. Each one seems to be telling a unique artistic story.

The air is filled with the faint scent of ink, which is the breath of the fusion of time and art.

Hearing this, his eyes lit up, and his heart was full of anticipation: "Really? That's great."

The two came to Mr. Xiao's office and opened the door...

"Youning, why are you here?"

"Xiao Yun, why are you here?"

The two girls spoke at the same time, both surprised at why the other was here.

Xiao Yun still had a surprised expression on his face, "I came to see my grandpa"

Xiao Yun, Xiao Lao, both of them have the surname Xiao...

It really is fate.

Lu Youning smiled and said, "I'm here to visit Mr. Xiao."

After Xiao Lao reacted, he laughed out loud, "So you two know each other."

Xiao Yun pouted lightly, "Grandpa, not only do we know each other, we are also classmates and roommates in the same dormitory."

Mr. Xiao smiled gently, "It's really fate. Youning is the girl I mentioned to you before who is very talented in calligraphy."

Xiao Yun suddenly understood and said to Lu Youning with a smile, "So you are the girl that Grandpa was talking about two years ago. You didn't know that Grandpa also told me about you."

Lu Youning scratched his head sheepishly, "Mr. Xiao, you're being too kind."

Then, Mr. Xiao stood up and pointed to the desk next to him: "Come, Xiao Ning, come over and write a few words for me to see if you have made any progress."

Lu Youning responded respectfully, walked to the desk, picked up the ink stick and ground it carefully, while calming his mind.

Xiao Yun also came over and stood aside watching.

After grinding the ink, Lu Youning picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a few big characters casually.

The characters flow naturally like running water, and every stroke reflects her profound calligraphy skills and unique artistic understanding.

Old Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examining the words on the paper, nodding frequently, "Well, this calligraphy has some traces of Zhao style. The brushstrokes are stronger than before, and the structure is more rigorous. It shows that you have never slacked off in your calligraphy studies."

Xiao Yun couldn't help but applaud, "Youning, your handwriting is amazing! The use of the brushstrokes, and the charm between the lines, I can never learn it no matter how hard I try."

Xiao Yun naturally also learned calligraphy. She and her grandfather taught her since she was a child. Although she lacked talent, she still had some appreciation ability.

Lu Youning smiled modestly, "Don't praise me like that, I'll be proud."

Mr. Xiao couldn't help but remind him, "In calligraphy, what we need is a calm mind and a calm demeanor, and we must get rid of impetuousness so that the words we write can be stable.

Don't learn from those people who are just trying to attract attention. You must be honest in your heart and you will be upright."

Lu Youning humbly accepted the instruction, "I know, thank you for your guidance."

Mr. Xiao was very satisfied with her attitude, and then said, "I'll take you to see the calligraphy in the association."

Lu Youning and Xiao Yun followed behind, listening to Mr. Xiao introduce his works, feeling admiration and amazement in their hearts.

Many members of the association looked at the president curiously when they saw him explaining calligraphy works in person, and discussed in private whether the president had accepted an apprentice.

A senior member said, "One is the president's granddaughter. I don't know who the other one is. I've never met her. She must be a friend."

"Yeah, that makes sense." One person replied.

During this time, Mr. Xiao left because of something, and at the end he told Lu Youning that he could come over and play when he was free.

Lu Youning and Xiao Yun toured the association, then went to have lunch, and then Lu Youning returned to school.

Lu Youning returned to the dormitory and found that there was no one there. Chen Muyan and Lin Jiajia both joined the department. They probably went to help with something in the department.

She sat in her seat alone in a daze. Ruan Fuxi was busy with a computer competition, so she decided to go and write.

Although her novels were not a big hit, she still made some money from writing novels and did not need to ask her parents for her daily living expenses.

She has saved nearly 100,000 yuan in her card, and her current goal is to earn enough money to buy a house.

Thinking of this, Lu Youning became motivated and stopped daydreaming. He immediately turned on the computer and started typing.

Soon, the day of the calligraphy exhibition that the professor mentioned arrived.

The attendees included not only teachers, students and visiting scholars from Peking University, but also calligraphy enthusiasts from all over the country and media reporters from Shuyi Commune, Calligraphy and Painting Channel and other media.

Lu Youning enthusiastically pulled Ruan Fuxi to watch. At this moment, the library was very lively and many classmates had already arrived.

Students gathered in groups of three or four to appreciate the works of famous calligraphers from all over the country.

Lu Youning stopped in front of a magnificent cursive script. The flowing characters seemed to have life, dancing freely on the rice paper.

"Look at this character, the strokes are full of power and unrestrainedness. When do you think I can write characters like this?" She couldn't help but say to Ruan Fuxi.

Ruan Fuxi smiled gently, "You are already very good now, and one day you will be even better than this."

Lu Youning suddenly felt a little confused. "I don't think I can write such good characters."

Ruan Fuxi advised, "Just treat it as a hobby. If you keep writing, you will improve. Even if you don't get better, it doesn't matter."

Just as Lu Youning was lost in thought, Old Xiao and Xiao Yun approached, and Xiao Yun called her.

"Youning, why are you staring at this work in a daze?"

Lu Youning quickly came to his senses and shouted, "Mr. Xiao, Xiao Yun, you are here too."

Ruan Fuxi, standing nearby, also called out, "Hello, Mr. Xiao."

Mr. Xiao nodded and smiled: "Xiao Ning, is this your boyfriend?"

Although Lu Youning was a little embarrassed, she nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Xiao, he is my boyfriend."

Mr. Xiao: "Well, very good. Did you gain any insights from contemplating this cursive calligraphy just now?"

Can Lu Youning say that she was just being emo? "No, I was just expressing my feelings."

Old Xiao nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the cursive script. "This cursive script may seem casual, but in fact, every stroke is carefully crafted. Just like life, every step carries a profound meaning."

Lu Youning followed up on what Mr. Xiao said, "You're right, but sometimes I find it difficult to reach this level."

Mr. Xiao: "Don't be anxious. Calligraphy needs years to mature. You are still young. Watch and practice more, and you will have a deeper understanding in the future." After saying that, he walked in.

Lu Youning seemed to be lost in thought, muttering to himself, "Yeah, I still have a long time to study. I'm just anxious."