Meng Xin had a big class in the afternoon, and Meng Hao still went to the university library to read books on Chinese medicine.

He now has mastered the primary algorithm of "Starry Sky Arithmetic". In fact, he can determine what disease a patient is suffering from, what drugs should be used for treatment, etc.

However, being able to read related books can make his understanding of Chinese medicine more vivid and three-dimensional.

When I saw this, I saw that it was only around five o'clock. Meng Xin called and told him that the school's calligraphy and painting club organized a calligraphy exhibition for calligraphers of all generations.

All the calligraphy works at the exhibition were created by members of the calligraphy and painting club, and there were also masterpieces, so I asked Meng Hao if I wanted to go and take a look.

When Meng Hao was a teenager, he was fascinated by calligraphy and painting for a while, and even spent a lot of money to buy various high-end brushes, brush and canvases.

It’s a pity that he was not talented enough and could not create works that were passed down from generation to generation, so he had to leave it alone in the end, but this hobby has been preserved.

Moreover, Meng Hao calculated that one of the more important reasons why Meng Xin was particularly careful about this exhibition was that the boy she liked also had works exhibited.

So Meng Hao quickly walked out of the library and was about to meet Meng Xin when he saw Tang Wenya coming towards him.

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

At first sight, Tang Wenya opened her mouth and shouted: "Men, I heard that you competed with He Hui in our university gym today, and even won. Could it be true?"

"You can think it's fake!" Meng Hao replied calmly.

Tang Wenya's lips curled up: "So what if it is true? Let me tell you, even if you beat He Hui, you may not be able to beat me Tang Wenya!"

"Yes, you are amazing, I can't beat it, okay?" Meng Hao smiled helplessly and turned around to leave, but turned around and added, "By the way, Miss Tang, you will drive home later, remember to wear a seat belt!"

"Are you cursing me again?" Tang Wenya immediately raised her eyebrows.

"I'm just kindly reminding me!"

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

Tang Wenya shouted behind her: "Stop it!"

Meng Hao walked faster instead.

When they met Meng Xin at the agreed location, the brother and sister went to the exhibition site together.

The exhibition site borrowed a large hall of the school, with an area of ​​several hundred square meters.

The four walls are full of calligraphy works. Because they are all copied by masterpieces of calligraphers of all dynasties, the corresponding pictures of the calligraphy works will be hung on one side of the calligraphy works.

For example, all works that copy the "Longxing Temple Stele" of Cedar Taoist seven hundred years ago will be hung on the same wall, and at the forefront of all these copied works, a picture of the original work of "Longxing Temple Stele" will be hung.

In addition, a screen was erected on the middle seat of the exhibition, with five calligraphy works hanging on the screen, which were marked as being selected by the masters of the city's Calligraphy Association from the works of calligraphy enthusiasts of our school.

Although the exhibition site is not one after another, there are still people in the air.

Meng Hao carefully looked at the copied works hanging on the scene. It was indeed good, at least not lower than his previous level.

Especially those five excellent copying works, he was beyond his reach in the past.

Of course, now he can easily pick out countless flaws when he looks at these five "masterpieces".

Just as I was carefully admiring one by one, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "Yuyun Peak is here!"

Meng Hao turned to look and saw a group of girls surrounding a boy walking into the showroom.

The boy was over 1.80 meters tall, tall and handsome, so that the girls who followed him showed a fancy look. Some even shouted directly: "Yunfeng Yunfeng, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!"

The boy seemed to enjoy the support of the girls very much, and kept waving to the girls while walking.

"This person is Yu Yunfeng, the president of the calligraphy and painting club. He is both outstanding in calligraphy and painting. Two of these five excellent copying works are his works. In addition, he is also good at ink painting. It is said that he has an ink painting landscape painting, which was bought by a big boss for collection, and it cost a full 100,000 yuan. So his popularity in our school can be said to be unparalleled!"

Meng Xin whispered to Meng Hao, but her eyes followed Yu Yunfeng, and there was a flash of light in her eyes.

Meng Hao couldn't help but frown secretly, knowing that his girl was like those stubborn girls chasing Yu Yunfeng, and she had unrealistic fantasies about Yu Yunfeng.

To break this fantasy, she must understand that the man surnamed Yun is far from the perfect man she imagined.

"Actually, the two characters he wrote are very ordinary! Especially when copying Mr. Shi Qiao's "Liyuan Spring Fu", the shape is seen but not the meaning is achieved!" Meng Hao said.

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

"What did you say? Do you dare to say that Fengfeng's words are empty and have no meaning?"

The girl probably wanted to attract Yu Yunfeng's attention with this, so the sound was so loud that it suppressed the noise in the exhibition hall, which attracted everyone to project their eyes here.

"What? Some people say that Fengfeng's words have nothing but their meaning? Are they true or false?"

"It should be true. Look at the man's stupid look, and he dares to evaluate Fengfeng's works. He really has a horse without knowing his face and a donkey without knowing his skin!"

"That man seems to be the one who defeated He Hui this afternoon? This man is very skilled, is he still good at calligraphy?"

"What a good person, can he be a good person in calligraphy like that? Have you ever seen people from the Sanda team be able to write and draw? I think he is just sensational and attracting attention!"

"That's right! He just showed his face in front of He Hui, and now he is in front of Fengfeng again. We must do our best to protect Fengfeng so that he knows that he is a rough martial artist and cannot compare with Fengfeng at all!"

The exhibition hall was full of discussion, and they all turned their hostile eyes to Meng Hao.

Meng Xin didn't expect that her brother would have such a big reaction if he said softly. She was so scared that her face turned pale and hurriedly hid behind Meng Hao.

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

"Is this brother really said that my words have nothing but the meaning is not right?" he asked lightly.

In his opinion, Meng Hao was not on the same level as him. If he was so easily angry with Meng Hao, he would have lowered his identity.

"Yes, he said, I heard it with my own ears by his side!" The girl who screamed first showed a righteous expression, "He said Fengfeng, your "Liyuan Spring Fu" was not copied well, and she had nothing but thoughts!"

"I really said it? This kid is too ignorant of the depth, right?"

"He has good fists and feet, but does he know what calligraphy is?"

"That's right, I dare to say in front of us that Fengfeng's words have nothing but the meaning, so we must not spare him!"

"Yes, yes, we must tear his face to let him know how powerful we literati are!"

The exhibition hall was full of hatred and angered, and Meng Xin was so scared that she grabbed Meng Hao's wrist without losing it.

Meng Hao patted Meng Xin's back of her hand comfortably, smiled calmly at Yu Yunfeng, waiting for him to speak first.

Yu Yunfeng raised his hand and stopped the noisy discussion around him. Then he asked Meng Hao coldly: "This friend said that my copy works are in shape but not in meaning. Is it because you have a good knowledge of calligraphy?"

"There is no question of research, but just copying, I should be better than you!" Meng Hao replied calmly.

As soon as this statement was spoken, it caused an uproar in the audience again.

"This kid is so big, how dare you say that copying is better than Fengfeng?"

"Who can't speak loudly? If he can be better than Fengfeng, I dare say that I am more beautiful than Bingbing!"

"The girl next to him... seems to be named Meng Xin, right? I haven't heard that his sister is very talented. Is it because his brother is good at skill and has literary talent?"

"It's a big deal to be literary. He must have seen so many of us beauties surrounding Fengfeng. He was dissatisfied and deliberately wanted to attract our attention!"

"We are paying attention to him now. It's a pity that he is just like a turtle grandson, even if he polishes his shoes to Fengfeng, he will think he is not smart enough!"

"Yes, yes, your metaphor is so right, I'm so laughing to death!"

The room full of discussion gradually turned into laughter.

It alarmed a vice principal named Wang of the school, who was also a member of the Calligraphy Association, and came over and asked what happened. When someone rushed to tell him, Vice Principal Wang immediately frowned and looked at Meng Hao up and down.

"You are not from our school, aren't you? Then why are you going to our school to cause trouble?" He beat Meng Hao to death with a stick as soon as he spoke.

"Not only is he not from the school, but also heard that he married into Hongshan City. He is a coward who can't do anything else!" Someone immediately shouted.

"Who said that he was a coward? He just defeated He Hui!" Some people couldn't help but feel unfair for Meng Hao.

"So what if you defeat He Hui, can you slander Fengfeng at will?"

"Yes, yes, defeating He Hui at most can only mean that he is a gangster who knows how to fight. With this, you dare to speak out against Fengfeng. I think we must not spare him easily!"

A group of people seemed angry again.

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