My friends are gods

Chapter 213 Calligraphy Association Headquarters
Hearing this, Song Qiming just smiled and didn't speak.

That calligraphy experience is the product of Wenquxing, which contains thousands of things. When ordinary people see it, they will appreciate the realm of calligraphy in it, but as their own calligraphy realm improves, they will find more and more that their previous understanding , but just a drop in the ocean.

"what are you doing here?"

Xu Qingfeng changed the subject and asked, she knew that Song Qiming didn't want anyone to say anything about calligraphy.

Hearing what Mu Han said, Song Qiming felt that using calligraphy to compare people was an insult to calligraphy.

I am afraid that only people with such a state can reach such a state in calligraphy.

Song Qiming smiled and said: "After the last competition, the president of the Calligraphy Association asked me to join the Calligraphy Association. Similarly, I have something to tell him when I come here today."

"I'm afraid this is not a coincidence."

Xu Qingfeng sighed, and said: "The president is not here now, and I don't know when he will come back. If there is anything, you can tell me, and I will pass it on to the president."

"You?" Song Qiming said in surprise.

Xu Qingfeng smiled lightly, brushed a strand of black hair hanging from his temples, and said calmly: "I just joined the Calligraphy Association not long ago, and the president takes good care of me. talk."

"I see."

Song Qiming nodded suddenly.

Now that Xu Qingfeng has joined the Calligraphy Association, it's easy to say.

At the moment, Song Qiming didn't make any detours, and said directly: "I don't plan to stay in Haizhou University anymore, I want to visit Yenching University, and the president may need to inform me about it."

"what?"

Hearing this, Xu Qingfeng said in surprise, "You're not at Haizhou University anymore?"

"Yes." Song Qiming nodded.

Xu Qingfeng was taken aback.

If Song Qiming wasn't at Haizhou University, Professor Liu would be mad, right?

However, with Song Qiming's attainments in calligraphy, it is easy to go to any university.

He didn't go to the president of Haizhou University or Professor Liu, but came to the Calligraphy Association. He must have thought of Professor Liu's rascal temperament.

Xu Qingfeng thought of the reason in an instant, smiled, and said, "Alright, I will tell the president, and you don't have to worry about it when the time comes, just go to Yenching University."

"Ah."

Song Qiming nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome." Xu Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "It's just a little effort."

Even though she said that, she felt a little reluctance in her heart.

After all, she is also a student of Haizhou University.

Song Qiming is at Haizhou University, which is a living sign, but unfortunately, he is going to Yenching University.

Regarding Song Qiming's calligraphy, it has been spread now, and many people know that in Haizhou University, a calligraphy genius appeared, whose calligraphy attainments are more profound than those of other famous masters.

Even though many people expressed disdain and disbelief in this, it has to be said that the reputation of Haizhou University has indeed been improved, and many students come here admiringly.

Unfortunately, Song Qiming is leaving.

"I'm going back."

Song Qiming smiled at Xu Qingfeng, waved his hand, said something, got up and left the Calligraphy Association.

The purpose of his coming here is to make an announcement, so naturally he won't stay for long.

Xu Qingfeng opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, but felt a little pity.

After Song Qiming left, he went to Ji Qiuxue's residence.

The two of them inevitably had another round of thunder and fire.

For the next few days, Song Qiming has been resting in Haizhou City.

Every day, he wanders between Ji Qiuxue and Zhou Wanqing.

The two women seem to accept each other's existence by default, and sometimes even go out to play together. The relationship between the two seems to be very deep, and sometimes Song Qiming will be left aside.

This made Song Qiming smile bitterly.

A woman's heart, a needle in the bottom of the sea, even though Song Qiming's methods are superb, he still doesn't know what a woman is thinking.

In a blink of an eye, it was time to start school.

The weather is gradually getting warmer and the sun is shining brightly every day. The only fly in the ointment is that the wind is getting stronger and stronger.

During this period, Wang Peide, who kept in touch, did not find a disciple for Song Qiming.

As for Song Qiming, he did not find a disciple with fair talent.

But Song Qiming is not in a hurry, just take your time.

With one day left before school started, Xu Qingfeng called Song Qiming.

"I've already told the president. He said that he told me at the Calligraphy Association Headquarters in Yanjing City that you go to the Calligraphy Association Headquarters first, and then someone will arrange for you to go to Yanjing University." Xu Qingfeng said on the phone.

"Okay, thank you." Song Qiming said politely.

The Calligraphy Associations in various regions are just branches, while the Calligraphy Association in Yanjing City is the headquarters.

Now that he had already communicated with them, Song Qiming naturally embarked on the journey to Yanjing City.

Speeding all the way.

Not long after, they arrived at the gate of the Yanjing Calligraphy Association headquarters.

Calligraphy Association Headquarters.

Here, it is much more lively than the Calligraphy Association in Haizhou City.

There are more people here.

Here, there are many famous scholars, and there are also some students who come here admiringly.

Of course, there are also young talents who are arrogant, excellent in calligraphy, and have been included in the association.

In short, the characters here, not to mention how the various backgrounds are, but in terms of calligraphy, they are second to none.

Song Qiming had just arrived here when a person greeted him.

"Is Mr. Song right?" the man asked a little excitedly.

This is a man in his 40s, with a shaggy beard and messy hair, he looks like a wandering artist.

He obviously received a call from the president of the Haizhou Calligraphy Association and had seen Song Qiming's photo, so he was able to greet him immediately.

"Yes, it's me." Song Qiming smiled slightly, and didn't have any opinion on this man.

If ordinary people saw this kind of man who looked like a tramp, they would have gone as far as they could.

"Haizhou City has already told me."

The 40-year-old man said, "I will arrange for you to study at Yenching University."

"Thank you very much." Song Qiming said gently.

"No thanks, no thanks, it's just a matter of little effort."

The man waved his hands again and again, obviously respecting Song Qiming, and said, "If you really want to thank me, just look at my calligraphy and give me some pointers."

Obviously, this man, knowing that Song Qiming's calligraphy is outstanding, planned to learn from Song Qiming's scriptures.

Song Qiming didn't refuse, nodded and said, "Okay."

People helped me, and I did a little bit of work, and it didn't take much effort to comment on it.

(End of this chapter)