Chapter 22 Disputes caused by a calligraphy piece

Meng Xin had a big class to attend in the afternoon, so Meng Hao still went to the university library to look through books on Chinese medicine.

He now has mastered the elementary algorithm of "Tianji Shensuan". In fact, just by calculation, he can determine what disease a patient has, what medicine to use to treat it, and so on.

However, reading relevant books can make his understanding of Chinese medicine more vivid and three-dimensional.

It was just past five o'clock when Meng Xin called and told him that the school's calligraphy and painting club had organized an exhibition of calligraphy by calligraphers of all dynasties, and asked Meng Hao if he wanted to go and take a look.

When Meng Hao was a teenager, he was obsessed with calligraphy and painting for a period of time. He even spent a lot of money to buy study tools, paintbrushes, canvas, etc.

It's a pity that he didn't have enough talent to create works that would be passed down through the ages, so his career eventually came to nothing, but his hobby was preserved.

So Meng Hao quickly came out of the library and was about to meet Meng Xin, but he saw Tang Wenya walking towards him.

Tang Wenya was wearing a dress today, which made her waist look even more slender and graceful.

As soon as Tang Wenya saw Meng Hao, she opened her mouth and shouted, "Meng, I heard that you had a duel with He Hui today, and you won. Is that true?"

"You can treat it as fake!" Meng Hao replied calmly.

Tang Wenya raised her lips, "So what if it's true? I tell you, even if you beat He Hui, you may not be able to beat me, Tang Wenya!"

"Yes, you are so good that I can't beat you, okay?"

Meng Hao smiled helplessly and turned to leave, but then turned back and added, "By the way, Miss Tang, when you drive home later, remember to fasten your seat belt!"

"You cursed me again?"

Tang Wenya immediately raised her eyebrows.

"I'm just kindly reminding you!"

Meng Hao waved his hand, turned around and left as if he was afraid of Tang Wenya.

Tang Wenya shouted from behind, "Stop right there!"

Meng Hao walked even faster.

After meeting Meng Xin at the agreed location, the brother and sister went to the calligraphy exhibition together.

The exhibition borrowed a conference hall of the school, which covered an area of several hundred square meters.

The four walls are covered with calligraphy works.

Because all of them are imitations of masterpieces of calligraphers from past dynasties, pictures of the corresponding original works of the calligraphers will be hung on one side of the works.

In addition, a screen was erected in the center of the exhibition, with five works hung on it, indicating that they were the best works selected by the masters of the city's calligraphy association from the works of calligraphy enthusiasts in this school.

Although the exhibition site was not crowded, there was a constant flow of people.

Meng Hao carefully looked at the copied works hanging on the scene, and found that the quality was indeed quite good, at least higher than his previous level.

Especially the five excellent imitations, which were far beyond his reach in the past.

As I was carefully appreciating each painting, I suddenly heard someone shout, "Yuyunfeng is here!"

Meng Hao turned around and saw a group of girls surrounding a boy walking into the exhibition hall.

The boy was over 1.80 meters tall, with a straight figure and handsome appearance.

The girls following closely behind him all showed their crazy attitude, and some even shouted directly, "Yunfeng Yunfeng, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

The boy seemed to enjoy the girls' support and kept waving to them as he walked.

"This person is Yu Yunfeng, the president of the calligraphy and painting club. He is an expert in both calligraphy and painting. Two of the five fine imitations are his works. He is also good at ink painting. It is said that one of his ink landscape paintings was bought by a big boss for a full 100,000 yuan! So his popularity in our school is unmatched!"

Meng Xin whispered to Meng Hao, but her eyes were following Yu Yunfeng, with an obvious gleam in her eyes.

Meng Hao couldn't help but frown secretly, knowing that his sister, just like those crazy girls who were chasing after Yu Yunfeng , had unrealistic fantasies about Yu Yunfeng.

To break this fantasy, she must understand that Yun is far from being as perfect as she imagined.

"In fact, these two pieces of calligraphy he wrote are very ordinary! Especially the one that imitated Mr. Shi Qiao's "Pear Garden Spring Ode", only the shape can be seen, but the meaning is not grasped!" Meng Hao said.

His voice was not loud, but he was surrounded by fans of Yu Yunfeng. As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, a girl beside him screamed.

"What did you say? Do you dare to say that Fengfeng's calligraphy only shows the form but not the meaning?"

The girl probably wanted to attract Yu Yunfeng's attention, so her voice was loud enough to drown out the noise in the exhibition hall.

It attracted everyone's attention, and all of them were cast over here.

"What? Some people say Fengfeng's calligraphy only has the form but not the meaning? Is that true or not?"

"It should be true. Look at that person's stupid face. He dares to comment on Fengfeng's work. He really doesn't know how long his face is and how thick his skin is!"

"That person seems to be... the one who just defeated He Hui in the gym? This person is very skilled, is he also good at calligraphy?"

"What the hell is he good at? Have you ever seen someone from a fighting team who can write or draw? I think he's just trying to attract attention!"

"That's right! He just showed his face in front of He Hui, and now he's in front of Feng Feng. We must do our best to protect Feng Feng and let him know that he is just a warrior and can't compare with Feng Feng at all!"

...

Meng Xin had not expected that her brother's gentle words would cause such a big reaction. She was so scared that her face turned pale and she quickly hid behind Meng Hao.

Yu Yunfeng's eyes turned and fell directly on Meng Hao's face.

"Does this brother really mean that my calligraphy only has the form but not the meaning?" he asked calmly.

"Yes, he said that. I just heard it with my own ears beside him!"

The girl who screamed first put on a righteous look, wishing that Yu Yunfeng would look at her a few more times.

Yu Yunfeng frowned and looked at Meng Hao coldly. After a long while, he asked, "You said that my imitation work only has the form but not the meaning. Does that mean you are very knowledgeable about calligraphy?"

"I can't say I'm good at research, but as far as copying is concerned, I should be better than you!" Meng Hao replied calmly.

This statement once again caused an uproar in the audience.

"This kid is so arrogant. How dare he say that his copying is better than Fengfeng's?"

"Everyone can brag. If he is better than Fengfeng, I would dare to say that I am prettier than Bingbing!"

"He's such a jerk that he complains that Fengfeng isn't smart enough even when he's polishing his shoes!"

"Yes, yes, your analogy is so right. It makes me laugh to death!"

The discussions in the room gradually turned into laughter.

Just then, a vice-president named Wang came over and asked what had happened. Someone rushed to tell him what had happened, and Vice-president Wang immediately frowned and looked Meng Hao up and down.

"You're not from this school, are you? Why are you causing trouble in our school?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he used the word "troublemaking", which was equivalent to beating Meng Hao to death with a stick.