Chapter 883: Chapter 883: Hot Commodity
Aging is severe, getting older each year, lacking successors, Master Meng, is it really okay to belittle your department like this?
The deputy head of the Calligraphy Department sat beside him, offering an awkward, bitter smile.
The description is indeed apt.
Isn’t it? Achieving excellence in calligraphy is difficult, and fewer people are interested in it. Nowadays, the youngest member of the Calligraphy Department is forty years old, so the aging issue is indeed serious.
To save Huaxia calligraphy, they also started calligraphy training classes, voluntarily teaching those young calligraphy enthusiasts.
But none have met the qualifications to enter the National Studies Association.
The National Studies Association represents the essence of Huaxia, with very high standards.
It’s rare to find a good talent, and he doesn’t want to miss it.
So he chimed in, "Master Meng is right, other departments have young people, only our Calligraphy Department doesn’t. Teacher Yang, don’t fight with us."
Everyone burst into a burst of good-natured laughter.
Speaking of which, the Calligraphy Department is indeed quite pitiful.
Practicing calligraphy requires a calm mind, and in this restless society, how many people can calm down to study it?
Boring and tasteless.
It can be said that the Calligraphy Department is falling behind the fastest.
So everyone understands Meng Songbai’s eagerness for talent.
However, they became interested in Xia Weibao, as no one has ever caused two departments of the National Studies Association to compete for them.
An erudite elder sitting next to Meng Songbai suddenly teased, "Master Meng, isn’t it just a girl, see how nervous you are."
Meng Songbai glared at him, "Tsk, wasn’t it you who saw someone excellent at playing the guqin and immediately took them as a disciple without a second thought?"
Pei Hong chuckled heartily, his face glowing with pride.
Mentioning Ruan Shushu, his face was full of pride; that girl’s Fuxi Finger Technique is truly extraordinary.
It’s a pity her hand got injured, and she’s still in school, too busy on regular days.
He hasn’t even seen her play the Fuxi Finger Technique with his own eyes, only watching videos of it every day.
Thinking of the video, Pei Hong glanced at Meng Songbai’s phone and slightly furrowed his brows.
Xia Weibao’s pair of hands really resemble Shushu’s hands.
Creamy White Sheep Jade, ten fingers like green onions, such beautiful hands are rare.
Seeing him staring at his precious treasure, Meng Songbai quickly hid his phone, not letting him see, no one is allowed to snatch the person he admires.
Pei Hong snorted, not bothering with the childish old man.
Having Long Xuanye and Ruan Shushu as disciples is enough for him.
Seeing these two old men childishly arguing, the Head of the Ancient Martial Arts Department smiled and said, "Hey, I heard Xia Weibao has a martial arts foundation, should I recruit her to the Ancient Martial Arts Department?
Speaking of which, my Ancient Martial Arts Department is full of big guys, no girls yet, tut tut, if a delicate beauty like Xia Weibao joins, she should be quite popular?"
Meng Songbai’s gaze turned wary, "Xia Weibao is chosen by my Calligraphy Department, nobody is allowed to snatch her!"
Everyone laughed heartily.
Having spoken to this extent, Yang Yilian naturally didn’t want to openly embarrass Meng Songbai.
No more words were said.
Meng Songbai, as if having found a treasured possession, though over seventy years old, smiled like a child who received candy.
Continued to foolishly watch the live broadcast.
And dotingly forwarded the video, praising, "Like clouds and flowing water, like clouds and smoke with each stroke."
He wanted all calligraphy enthusiasts to see, what a beautiful, delicate young lady she is, how well she writes calligraphy.
And let those who mock the declining interest in calligraphy see, what an ambitious young girl she is, how much she loves calligraphy.