Chapter 879: 879: She Writes Very Well


Chapter 879: Chapter 879: She Writes Very Well


Unexpectedly, rather than restraining herself, the always graceful and poised Yin Mulan raised her voice instead.


“I’m watching a calligraphy live stream.”


Her voice was loud, as if afraid others wouldn’t know what she was watching.


It also seemed like she was trying to catch certain people’s attention.


Sure enough, the moment she finished speaking, an elderly man sitting opposite her, with gray hair yet full of vigor, brightened his eyes beneath his reading glasses.


The elderly man straightened his back with newfound vigor, “A calligraphy live stream?”


“Yes.”


Yin Mulan replied respectfully, her attitude humble.


She had purposely said it for this elder to hear.


Master Meng, the most esteemed calligraphy master in Huaxia, held a high level of calligraphic attainment, and his artworks were hard to come by.


He frequently served as a cultural ambassador for international cultural exchanges around the globe.


He was also the Calligraphy Department Director of the National Studies Association.


Meng Songbai, throughout his life, had been indifferent to fame and wealth, yet his love for calligraphy was intense. His aim in taking on the role of Calligraphy Department Director was solely to cultivate a new generation of calligraphy enthusiasts.


Unfortunately, in this profit-driven era, rarely could young people calm their minds to learn traditional culture.


Especially in calligraphy, there was a shortage of talent.


He didn’t even have a disciple he found satisfactory.


When she saw Xia Weibao doing a live stream, Yin Mulan was surprised; she hadn’t expected Xia Weibao’s calligraphy to be so good.


It was fortunate that the National Studies Association was having a dinner tonight, a rare opportunity.


“Whose calligraphy live stream?” Meng Songbai, with a wise expression, had already suppressed his earlier excitement.


There was even a hint of displeasure; in his view, calligraphy was an art, a profound and traditional national essence of Huaxia.


How could it be used for something as sensational as a live stream?


Live streaming is a fast-food culture, in the eyes of these traditional thinkers, it’s merely for entertaining the public and providing amusement.


How can the essence of national culture be used to entertain the masses!


That’s an insult!


“Xia Weibao’s.”


“Who is Xia Weibao?” Meng Songbai looked puzzled.


“Xia Weibao is a celebrity from Hongtu Media.”


Yin Mulan knew that these elders, who deal only with traditional culture, did not pay attention to the entertainment industry, so she explained patiently.


Upon hearing that it was a celebrity, Meng Songbai’s expression changed entirely.


Not only him, everyone present had a slightly subtle change in their expression.


In the eyes of these veteran artists, the entertainment industry was nearly synonymous with vulgarity.


There was deep-seated prejudice from the bottom of their hearts.


Meng Songbai had some interest when he first heard the words calligraphy, but after learning it was a celebrity, he wasn’t interested at all.


“I see.”


He politely said to Yin Mulan, then withdrew his gaze, neither mentioning the matter again nor showing any intention of watching it.


The others also held some disdain in their hearts, laughing it off without any intention of picking up the topic.


They whispered among themselves, continuing their previous conversation, ignoring Yin Mulan, and not mentioning Xia Weibao at all.


In such a setting, the topic of discussion was naturally supposed to be about noble virtues, not sullied by the entertainment industry!


National studies should maintain its level of dignity, not be dragged down by restless fast-food culture.


Yang Yilian gave Yin Mulan a look, signaling her not to continue.


The National Studies Association members were all highly intellectual, representative of Huaxia’s spirit, looking down upon celebrities in the entertainment industry who merely sought sensationalism.


It was inappropriate to bring it up in such an occasion.


Yin Mulan’s expression remained unchanged as she thickened her skin and said, “Master Meng, would you like to take a look? Her writing is very good.”