He walked in front of Su Jiang in a few steps.

"You are Lin Wanqing's boyfriend Su Jiang, are you?" Zhu Fei put his hands on his chest, then moved to Su Jiang and followed Su Jiang with interest to look at his calligraphy.

"Yeah, hello."

Su Jiang nodded.

"What do you think of my words?" Zhu Fei asked at Su Jiang, but his hands were inexplicably nervous to pinch his arms.

"It's pretty good, like a hero drawing his sword, his spirit is moving. Especially this last stroke is hard and a hint of gentleness is added to it, which seems to be praising a strong woman!" Su Jiang said on the side

As he said that, he pointed at the last word, turned his head and smiled.

Zhu Fei's eyes stared at Su Jiang's fingers, or the word pointed by the slender and white fingers.

I was a little lost in my heart.

At this moment, Su Jiang's words were like a mirror, reflecting all the thoughts and thoughts contained in the word Zhu Fei was reflected.

This is the first time he has taken back this calligraphy. I heard someone read out his emotions like this.

Indeed, when he was writing, he happened to think of his grandmother. At that time, Zhu Fei's grandfather joined the volunteer army, but at a young age, he left a family behind and wrapped in a body.

The grandmother who left Su Jiang had to earn work points alone, and she had to pull up a few children, and took care of the elderly at home.

I always see the wrinkles on my grandmother's hands and the snow-white hair due to hard work.

Zhu Fei couldn't help but sigh at the ordinary and greatness of that generation.

Just as they were writing that day, a child was calling his grandmother's name below.

In a trance, the style of the characters in Zhu Fei's writing also changed greatly.

But I never thought that the artistic conception that no one could see was actually seen by Su Jiang.

Zhu Fei himself didn't know that he had been staring at Su Jiang for a long time without realizing it.

Fortunately, Su Jiang is a man. If he were a woman, he still didn't know where it would make people think about it.

"Ahem, Brother Fei, you're looking at Su Jiang!" Wu Chunhui couldn't stand it anymore. He pretended to accidentally walk to Zhu Fei, coughed lightly, covered his mouth with his hands, and leaned over and said.

I had some thoughts in my heart: "It's okay if you look at Lin Wanqing, why are you looking at Su Jiang so resentful..."

"Ah! Oh!" Zhu Fei was reminded by Wu Chunhui's words, and his whole body suddenly shook as if he had woken up from a dream.

"Excuse me!"

Zhu Fei touched his nose.

But there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes: "Su Jiang, I want to invite you to join our calligraphy club. I wonder if it is okay?"

[Congratulations to the host, the shock value is 24 points! A total shock value is 6774 points]

In an instant, everyone in the calligraphy club was shocked.

The most shocking one is Wu Chunhui.

What's the situation? I finally said bad things about Su Jiang in front of Zhu Fei. Why did Zhu Fei not only not get along with Su Jiang as he thought, but instead invited Su Jiang to join the calligraphy club?

"No, Brother Fei, didn't you say that anyone who wants to join the calligraphy club must have a destiny to be with calligraphy? Su Jiang is obviously a person who can't write calligraphy!" Wu Chunhui said softly in Zhu Fei's ear.

.

I was afraid that Su Jiang would join the calligraphy club.

"And, Su Jiang is a person who used to be so bright that he looked down on calligraphy!"

Wu Chunhui once again mentioned this sentence.

However, this time, Zhu Fei did not become interested in Wu Chunhui's words like last time.

He glanced at Wu Chunhui coldly.

He ignored him and still turned around and said to Su Jiang: "I don't know if Su Jiang is interested?"

"Haha, I'll get it with you, but I'm really not interested." Su Jiang shook his head.

It’s not that he looks down on these people, he really feels it’s unnecessary.

Zhu Fei was not angry either. He finally got a close friend in calligraphy. Even if he couldn't invite him into his club, he would have to keep his relationship.

And at this time, he also vaguely understood the reason why he cared about Lin Wanqing so much at that time and wanted to cultivate Lin Wanqing in calligraphy.

In fact, I didn’t like Lin Wanqing, but wanted to find someone in college who could reach the same level as his calligraphy. If I couldn’t find one, I wanted to cultivate one.

Now, Su Jiang's appearance undoubtedly made Zhu Fei find his true friend.

A friend who does not simply praise his own words for being good, but can tell the story behind them.

It can be imagined that Su Jiang's calligraphy attainments are definitely not inferior to his own, and even far exceeds his own calligraphy level.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a level of reading words.

"Okay, Su Jiang, your calligraphy accomplishments, this small calligraphy club can't keep you." Zhu Fei said, taking a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the side with some regret.

"I don't know Su Jiang, would you like to leave a pair of words for me?" Zhu Fei took the pen and looked at Su Jiang and asked sincerely.

This expression is like facing a national treasure-level calligraphy master.

"Yes." Su Jiang nodded.

In the surprised eyes of a group of calligraphy club members, Zhu Fei's expensive wolf-haired brush was taken.

Zhu Fei looked overjoyed when he heard this.

Grind ink for Sujiang himself.

Everyone was stunned.

Originally, they thought Su Jiang would refuse anyway. After all, Zhu Fei is the champion of the National College Student Calligraphy Competition, which means that among the domestic college students, he has no rivals.

Su Jiang would actually go and pick up the pen handed over by others. Is this ignorance or arrogance?

For a moment, all the members were a little dissatisfied with Su Jiang's behavior and felt that he offended the boss Zhu Fei in their hearts:

"You said Su Jiang wouldn't think that he was Lin Wanqing's boyfriend and could do whatever he wanted, right?"

"I guess he thought Lin Wanqing was the school beauties, so we would not deal with him because of Lin Wanqing's face."

"I feel that it's not worth it for Brother Zhu Fei. Brother Zhu Fei is a person who can compete with Su Guozhu. How could he invite Su Jiangjia so silly and have to personally delve into ink for Su Jiang!"

"They are all surnamed Su, why is the gap so big? Su Jiang doesn't know that he has to keep a low profile when he should be low-key!"

Of course, there are also a few classmates, of course most of them are female classmates, and they still trust Su Jiang.

"Su Jiang is so handsome, it is not impossible for him to write a few words. After all, handsome people can do anything!"

"I think Su Jiang doesn't write, but this momentum is already very powerful.

Lin Wanqing still looked at Su Jiang with a complicated expression.

Although she thought Su Jiang knew calligraphy, she also found it a bit incredible, let alone a practitioner like Zhu Fei who had more time to hold a pen since childhood than to hold chopsticks.

However, she supports and supports everything about Su Jiang. As long as Su Jiang does, there must be a reason why Su Jiang is willing to do it.

So even though suspicion of Su Jiang was everywhere in the classroom, Lin Wanqing was still standing beside Su Jiang with a calm wind and clouds, like a little fan.

And when everyone has different opinions.

Zhu Fei's ink has been ground.
Chapter completed!