Chapter 270 Calligraphy Master
The ancient capital was once called Chang'an.
Chang'an is Liu Lan's true hometown.
After 2,000 years, Liu Lan finally returned home. However, her "home" has changed a lot.
Upon learning that Su Yi would visit the exhibition in person, the National Calligraphy Association sent someone to pick him up at the airport.
Liu Lan and Su Yi followed the crowd out. The person who met them at the airport saw them and waved his hands at them excitedly, calling them "Master Su" and "Master Su" non-stop. Others looked at them sideways and laughed.
Su Yi felt very ashamed and embarrassed!
He complained to Liu Lan, "Why did they find a young man to receive me?"
Liu Lan looked at the young man not far away who was grinning very happily and thought he looked familiar.
The two men walked forward, and the young man hurried over to greet them, "Hello, Master Su, hello, Student Liu."
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Liu Man quickly said, "Hello, hello."
She also found it strange that two young people who looked about the same age used honorifics for each other.
Su Yi was used to being respected by others, so he didn't care whether the young man's etiquette was in place. He nitpicked, "Please don't call me Master Su. It sounds like a charlatan. I don't know qigong, fortune-telling, or selling health products."
Liu Man: “…”
The young man: "..."
"Uh," the young man touched the back of his head in a naive manner, a little annoyed, as if he was struggling with how to address Su Yi. After a few seconds, he stammered, "Hello, Professor Su. My name is Zhou Budai, and my teacher is Ouyang Cen."
Hearing Ouyang Cen's name, Su Yi's eyes looking at the young man were not so sharp. He asked, "Where is your teacher?"
"Originally we were supposed to come together to pick someone up at the airport, but my teacher had something urgent to do, so I had to come alone. This is my first time to pick someone up at the airport," Zhou Budai said embarrassedly. Apart from his teacher Ouyang Cen, the calligrapher he admired most was Su Yi, so he was a little excited when he first met Su Yi.
Seeing his honest look, Su Yi didn't mind his rashness, "Are you learning cursive script?" Ouyang Cen was best at cursive script.
Zhou Budai said hurriedly, "Yes."
"How old are you?"
"I'll be turning 21 soon."
Su Yi turned to Liu Man and asked, "Xiao Man, you are almost 21, right?"
Liu Lan nodded.
“It just so happens that people of the same age can easily communicate.”
Zhou Budai took the opportunity to take a peek at Liu Lan. Although he was far away in the ancient capital, there was no distance on the Internet. The Hanfu goddess was also very famous among the young people in the ancient capital, and he had known her for a long time.
Liu Lan noticed his gaze and smiled at him.
Zhou Budai was panicked and didn't dare to look at her again.
"I'll help you with your luggage. The parking lot is outside. Please follow me."
Su Yi and Liu Lan each brought a suitcase. The suitcases were not big or heavy. Su Yi's suitcase was mainly filled with his medicines. As people get older, they have all kinds of ailments to a greater or lesser extent. Su Yi has periarthritis of the shoulder and high blood pressure, so he always carries antihypertensive drugs and cold compresses with him.
Liu Lan's suitcase contained her spare clothes and the Hanfu given to her by Zhong Jiangnan.
Zhou Budai was a tall and thin man, and he pushed a box with each hand very easily.
On the way to the parking lot, Su Yi asked Zhou Budai many more questions.
The two had a deeper understanding of Zhou Budai. Zhou Budai was a native of the ancient capital. He learned calligraphy since he was a child. When he was sixteen years old, he was noticed by Ouyang Cen and accepted as his apprentice.
In addition to this identity, he is also a student in the History Department of Gudu University, in the same grade as Liu Man.
He also passed the re-evaluation at this calligraphy exhibition.
He and Liu Lan are competitors, but they are not the kind that are in direct conflict with each other. Zhou Budai's shortlisted work is cursive script, which does not conflict with Liu Lan's shortlisted regular script.
When they arrived at the parking lot, Master Su Yi and his apprentice realized that Zhou Budai was the driver. Zhou Budai drove to the airport by himself and the car was also his.
His car is an SUV, not expensive, but not cheap either.
How can ordinary college students in China own their own cars? Obviously, Zhou Budai's family is very well-off. On the other hand, calligraphy is a hobby that costs money, just like painting. The best brushes, ink, paper and inkstone are very expensive. You also need to hire a good teacher. If the teacher is a well-known calligrapher, a lesson may cost tens of thousands. Of course, if the calligrapher is willing to accept apprentices, that's another matter.
Zhou Budai sent Master Su Yi and his apprentice to the hotel. After Liu Lan washed her face and packed her luggage, Professor Su called her and asked her to go to his room.
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