My friends are gods

Chapter 214 Zhao Yan
In any one, the master is the teacher.

That man obviously respected Su Li as a master.

He said respectfully: "Mr. Song, you wait here for a while, I'll go get the font."

"Okay." Song Qiming smiled slightly.

The man turned and left, went to a room, and went to get the handwriting he had written.

Song Qiming was bored, so he watched it in the calligraphy association.

There are many famous fonts on the walls, which look pleasing to the eye.

In addition, in one place, it was extremely lively, and there were bursts of cheers from time to time.

Song Qiming followed the reputation.

I saw that in that place, surrounded by a group of people, all college students in their twenties.

They were looking at something, amazed from time to time.

"Master Zhao's calligraphy is really getting better and better."

"Hahaha, in my opinion, Young Master Zhao's calligraphy is truly the number one among these young people."

"That's not necessarily the case. You must have heard that there is a man named Song Qiming whose calligraphy attainments are even stronger than some masters."

"Hey, that's just copying what others say, no matter how awesome he is, he's still just a student."

"Yes, in my opinion, this is just a publicity gimmick of Haizhou University. Originally, Haizhou University is not a prestigious institution. If there is no gimmick, how can it attract students?"

One after another voices of discussion reached Song Qiming's ears.

Song Qiming smiled and shook his head.

When these students flattered others, they even brought him along, and even belittled him.

However, with Song Qiming's current state of mind, how could he take these things to heart?

He was just looking at the group of people not far away.

The mood of wanting to go and have a look at the beginning has disappeared at this time. If it goes, there will inevitably be some troubles, so it is better not to go.

It's just that he didn't go there, but someone still found him.

"Look, does that person want Song Qiming?"

"We haven't seen Song Qiming either, who knows."

"I have seen his photo before, and I can confirm that he is Song Qiming."

In the crowd, everyone turned their heads and looked at Song Qiming's position.

Even though Song Qiming's calligraphy has not been seen by all the students in Yanjing City, many people know about Song Qiming's own photos.

After all, in the last calligraphy competition, Song Qiming shined brilliantly and many people took pictures.

Most of the people who took pictures were talking about how awesome Song Qiming was, but they didn't take pictures of calligraphy.

You know, people's attention is far higher than that of calligraphy.

In addition, during the calligraphy competition, while Song Qiming was shining brilliantly, the bosses of the Calligraphy Association and the Art Association also severely taught the judges. This was the biggest gimmick, and Song Qiming played an indispensable role in this. Significant effects of neglect.

Therefore, some students really knew Song Qiming.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a young man in his twenties, holding a brush in his hand, and slowly turned his head to look at Song Qiming, raising his eyebrows slightly.

This person is called Zhao Yan.

He is the young master Zhao who was praised just now.

Zhao Yan's family is also quite famous in Yanjing City, so there are always dog legs around.

In addition, Zhao Yan himself is also competitive enough, relying on his calligraphy talent, he entered the headquarters of the Calligraphy Association.

So, Zhao Yan was a little arrogant.

As the saying goes, literati look down on each other.

Moreover, they were both young and full of vigor. Hearing that the person in front of him was Song Qiming whose calligraphy realm surpassed everyone else, Zhao Yan was naturally a little unconvinced in his heart.

He waved to Song Qiming and said, "Is it Song Qiming?"

Seeing that everyone noticed him, Song Qiming had no choice but to nod to Zhao Yan.

"I've heard of your name a long time ago, come here for a gathering?" Zhao Yan said slowly, with a smile on his face, he couldn't see any hostility, on the contrary he seemed quite educated.

"Alright."

Song Qiming smiled, and walked over to the so-called people who stretched out their hands without hitting the smiling faces.

The people around all consciously gave way to a passage.

Among them, many had sneers on their lips.

When two people who are both good at calligraphy get together, there must be intrigue.

And some people, with the mentality of flattering, were already observing Song Qiming.

Zhao Yan smiled slightly at Song Qiming, and said, "I've heard that classmate Song's calligraphy is superb, but I was a little surprised to see him today at such a young age."

As if he had been influenced by calligraphy, even when he spoke, he was slightly polite.

Song Qiming smiled calmly: "It's all absurd praise."

The communication between the two was very smooth and humble.

But Song Qiming discovered that Zhao Yan quietly cast a wink at a person.

And that person, at this moment, immediately said: "I believe this, it is indeed absurd."

There were also people beside him.

"If Song's calligraphy is really good, it must have been known long ago."

"Yeah, I think it's also a gimmick of Haizhou University, it's absurd."

"Student Song is somewhat self-aware."

All the voices were full of sarcasm.

Song Qiming glanced at these people indifferently, not in the mood to entangle with these guys, just these people, it's not worth his slight attention.

Then Zhao Yan suddenly scolded: "Is this how you treat classmate Song? There is no one who has nothing under his reputation, so classmate Song must have real materials."

Song Qiming saw this scene and thought it was very funny.

Obviously Zhao Yan used winks to let others belittle him, but now he is talking to himself.

Really hypocritical.

Song Qiming shook his head, he really didn't want to be with these guys, he just lowered his status.

"Master Zhao, if you ask me, you are the most modest."

"Yes, you entered the headquarters of the Calligraphy Association at a young age, and your calligraphy attainments must be higher than Song Qiming's."

"Even if Song Qiming is powerful, he is only in Haizhou city, but you are at the foot of the emperor, in Yanjing city."

"These are not intuitive enough. If you want me to say, the most intuitive thing is that Song Qiming doesn't have any works at all, and Master Zhao's works, just in the Calligraphy Association, there are three full works, which can be seen."

Everyone belittled Song Qiming and praised Zhao Yan again.

Zhao Yan, on the other hand, said hypocritical words such as "Where is it?" "Where is the award?"

Song Qiming shook his head helplessly.

Don't these people feel tired singing oboe?
The students are really full of energy, and all their energy is used in comparison.

In contrast, Song Qiming looked extraordinarily different. He was obviously in his 20s, but he was unusually calm.

(End of this chapter)