Chapter 185

When it came to dating, Xiao Qi could be said to be once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of ropes.

Although high school, it could not be counted as love, after all no one pierced it.

It was mostly just teasing by classmates.

But the impression was very deep, at a certain moment, it made Xiao Qi's entire worldview and outlook on life collapse.

She even thought about the past, on the busy streets, pessimistically feeling relieved just by walking to the front of a speeding car.

Thinking back now, it was shocking in hindsight.

How could she be so stupid at that time? Stupid beyond redemption, the meals her parents gave her for more than ten years were eaten in vain.

If she kept being so stupid, she probably didn't need to continue wasting food.

She was glad that when she was stupid, when she was crying like a dog, she met her neighbor Lin Min. He helped her pick up her glasses, and probably picked up other things at the same time.

Later, when she saw Liu Shaowei bring a girl to attend a class reunion, she felt even more stupid. Stupid and unaware.

So when she entered college, Xiao Qi set a rule for herself, which was not to date.

She would absolutely not repeat the same mistakes.

It is said that college is suitable for passionately falling in love, but Xiao Qi didn't think so.

Students' thoughts were too simple, too fickle.

Liking this today, liking that tomorrow, not even knowing what they like, too easy to obtain, and too easy to separate.

This age was the best time to study, Xiao Qi didn't want to use it to have a short-lived romance.

She had a lot of things she could do.

Dating was not on her agenda.

She looked again at the Heart Sutra written by Mr. Ke, ignoring the slight disharmony of his words. The Heart Sutra was indeed very nice and calming text.

For the scene she just saw, the sprouting of love, boys and girls, teasing Xiao Qi's heart to be a little restless, she still read something else to divert her attention.

Ke Yinhua was asked by the younger generation of his family relatives to participate in a small event at Enhua University. He was the director of the calligraphy association and the deputy curator of the folk culture and art inheritance museum. He had participated in many activities, and school activities like this were considered low level, but these students were also pretty cooperative, and there was proper photography and videography, which looked decent. Among a group of youthful college students, it felt quite vibrant. His most famous calligraphy work was the Heart Sutra, which had been in the newspaper once before, and he was very proud of it, buying over a hundred copies of that newspaper to collect and give away.

But Enhua students must have poor grades. It wasn't Ke Yinhua's prejudice either. There were so many good universities in the alliance, Enhua really didn't rank high, so Ke Yinhua felt that he wasn't complimented enthusiastically enough by these students. These students would only say it was written very well, without explaining why.

Compliments from literary folk should also be skillful, "Written very well" what kind of compliment is that, not even saying what was good about it. These were just too green students. Usually when he participated in events, those people complimented very skillfully, with style, soul, artistic conception and so on.

Ke Yinhua looked around, he had finished writing, and there was no applause at all. Only one little girl was watching very attentively, very focused.

The little girl looked pretty good too, clean and delicate features, young and beautiful, making people feel youth is great when looking at her, as if able to recall one's own youth.

He said with an encouraging smile, "Little student, do you like the Heart Sutra? Would you like to try writing it too?" Xiao Qi was staring at the content of the Heart Sutra, when she suddenly realized everyone was looking at her. She came back to her senses, and saw Mr. Ke with the writing brush also smiling at her, his eyes seemed full of benevolence or something, it made Xiao Qi shiver.

"Mr. Ke asked if you are willing to try writing the Heart Sutra," someone next to Xiao Qi pushed her.

Xiao Qi couldn't believe she was singled out.

But she still nodded.

She felt itchy hands looking at Mr. Ke write, and she didn't practice calligraphy at noon today in order to make zongzi. Also, looking at Mr. Ke write, she had an indescribable feeling, not knowing what was wrong. Mr. Ke wrote well, the Heart Sutra as a whole looked beautiful, but she always felt it wasn't enough, as if something was missing, of course she couldn't explain why, but being able to try writing it herself, she was also willing to try, maybe she would figure it out. And the xuan paper and brush were much better than what she used to practice calligraphy. At a glance it was expensive.

Seeing the little girl eager to try, Ke Yinhua's smile became even more benevolent.

He handed her the brush and encouraged, "Don't be nervous, just write as much as you can."

When Li Weijin walked over, he saw Xiao Qi wipe the brush and praise it.

He couldn't help feeling distressed again. She really lacked money, that even a brush was something she had never used a good one of.

But Li Weijin had misunderstood. Xiao Qi was not lacking money now, but Ershan City really didn't have any good brushes for sale. And these things also depended on whether one was a layman or expert. Laymen couldn't tell which brushes were good or bad, it wasn't simply measured by money.

It was after Xiao Qi arrived in Alliance City, her calligraphy skills had risen a level, reaching the specialty level, that she suddenly became enlightened, connecting everything.

The xuan paper for writing calligraphy was provided by the calligraphy club for the guest to use, it was quite expensive. So it was also very soft, slightly yellowish, and the ink soaked into it just right.

With good brush and good paper, Xiao Qi felt a strong desire to write.

Suddenly she was bursting with inspiration, in the mood.

No wonder those master calligraphers liked on-site writing, probably because the atmosphere set the mood, so the feeling came.

While Chu Yu walked over and saw Xiao Qi standing out again, actually about to publicly perform calligraphy, she was very disdainful in her heart, determining that Xiao Qi had ulterior motives, and when she heard her say she had never used such a good brush, she couldn't help mocking her in her heart for being so unsophisticated.