Chapter 694 - Invincible in One's Heart, Many Helpers o
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"Uncle Zhai" Hao Ren looked at Su Han with surprise.
He saw that Zhao Kuo had already reached the Upper Xuan Stage and was practicing the Sword Shadows Technique. He was about to challenge Zhao Kuo for a sparring match, but it turned out that Zhao Kuo's intended opponent wasn't Hao Ren; it was Su Han.
Hao Ren and Su Han were both striving to reach the Heaven Dragon Realm, while in East Sea City, only Su Han could be on par with Zhao Kuo.
Right away, Hao Ren understood the significance of Zhao Kuo challenging Su Han.
"I agreed to his challenge," Su Han said.
The paths they took were different—one was still and the other was dynamic. Both aimed for the Heaven Dragon realm, but to truly break through to the peak Xuan Stage, a battle of heart-to-heart was inevitable!
"Prepare yourself for next week's match at Nine Dragons Palace," Su Han added, patting Hao Ren on the shoulder before walking away.
Hao Ren looked at her retreating back and knew that she had also been injured this time and would need a few days to recover.
Zhao Kuo's challenge wouldn't take advantage of her injury; the battle between East Sea City's two top experts would definitely be held after Su Han returned from Nine Dragons Palace.
Hao Ren could sense that at least one of Zhao Kuo and Su Han would become a Heaven Dragon, but it was hard to predict who exactly.
"Miss Song, is this calligraphy really your work"
One of the calligraphers surrounding Song Qingya, Luo Xin, asked her.
Their group of calligraphers had decades of experience in their field; it was hard to believe that young megastar Song Qingya could write such beautiful small regular script.
After examining carefully for a long time, they finally couldn't help but ask. They weren't trying to make Song Qingya uncomfortable; they just wanted to meet the calligrapher who had written in place of her.
The reporters rushed over and heard the curator of East Sea Museum questioning Song Qingya. Seizing the opportunity, they quickly thrust their microphones at her.
Following Hao Ren's gaze, Song Qingya saw Su Han's cold yet elegant back figure and sighed softly. She knew she could never reach Su Han's level—there was only admiration for her.
"Miss Song, you've never shown calligraphy before; is this your work..."
"When was this piece completed..."
"In previous interviews, Miss Song never mentioned practicing calligraphy when she was young..."
Seeing that Song Qingya didn't respond, the reporters thought she had become timid and believed that the calligraphy she presented wasn't hers. Thus, they bombarded her with questions.
Song Qingya shook her head and smiled faintly. Thinking of how impressive Hao Ren was today, she didn’t mind adding a bit more excitement for him. She said, "Why don't I demonstrate it right here"
"Good…"
When they heard Song Qingya wanted to write on the spot, these reporters and media personnel from Donghai City got excited.
In recent years, Song Qingya had participated in many activities but had never shown her calligraphy skills at any of them. Now that she was going to write with a brush pen, it would be the first time the media got to report on this!
"Let’s go outside…" As she spoke, Song Qingya walked towards the library entrance.
As soon as she reached the door, two members of the Calligraphy Club had already brought out two large tables and set them up in a small square near the entrance.
Huang Xujie, who was maintaining order outside, saw Song Qingya come out from inside. His eyes sparkled with joy.
With a composed expression, Hao Ren walked beside Song Qingya. As she came out, she turned to smile at Hao Ren as if they were friends of the same generation.
The students queuing up on the steps saw Song Qingya come out and write on the spot, so they rushed toward the small square to get a clear view.
Not only did Song Qingya donate her own calligraphy work, but she was also going to perform it right there. This was an enormous honor for Donghai University and Hao Ren's club!
It’s worth noting that even a few seconds of ad from Song Qingya could fetch hundreds of thousands of dollars! The appearance fees for some events were extremely high!
The long rice paper spread out on the tables, with all sizes of brush pens arranged neatly. A bottle of ink was placed at an angle on one side of the table.
The gloomy weather had cleared up, and now the weather outside the library was very good. The sunlight illuminated the white rice paper, reflecting off it to illuminate Song Qingya and the white library behind her almost like a work of art.
Reporters quickly snapped photos of Song Qingya.
Song Qingya picked up a brush pen with her right hand and pressed down on the left side of the rice paper with her left hand. She then wrote a poem in one go:
"Dark clouds press down on the city walls, about to crumble; armor glints like golden scales under the sun's rays. Horns sound across autumn skies, crimson blood congeals under moonlight on the border. Half-raised red flags approach the banks of Yi Water; frost is heavy and war drums are cold, their sounds failing to rise. I will carry jade dragons for you, dying in service."
"Wonderful calligraphy!"
The moment Song Qingya lifted her brush pen, the director of Donghai Museum loudly praised it. He had originally doubted Song Qingya's skill level but was deeply impressed by how she wrote smoothly and fluidly in running script.
Surrounded by reporters, they all expressed their admiration in surprise.
For a celebrity like Song Qingya to display her brush pen skills to the media was very gracious; even if it wasn’t great, one would still compliment it. And this calligraphy was truly excellent!
Hao Ren saw Song Qingya performing for him and smiled. In the next few days, Donghai University would probably become a focal point of national media.
Zhao Hongyu also smiled among the crowd. As a princess of Nanhai Dragon Palace, Song Qingya must have high attainments in music and calligraphy. Among all the dragon palace princesses, Zhao Yanzi was perhaps the most unlike a princess: she hardly knew any traditional arts like playing the guqin or chess.
But it was only because she had married Hao Ren; if she were to marry into another dragon palace, how could they possibly send out an untrained princess...
Zhao Yanzi, standing in front of Zhao Hongyu, probably knew what Zhao Hongyu was thinking. She looked up at Zhao Hongyu and pouted.
She had a heavy academic workload; passing her exams was already a struggle—how could she have time to learn these things...
Song Qingya put down the brush and suddenly picked up another small one.
On the remaining blank paper, Song Qingya's jade hand flipped, and in just a few strokes, she suddenly sketched out a picture of Donghai University’s lakeside landscape!
The front facade of Donghai University’s library had a campus central lake, several green spaces, and some artificial hills. On sunny days, the scenery was certainly beautiful. Song Qingya held the brush and successively embellished it with details, bringing the entire scene to life under her pen.
Those reporters holding microphones and shouldering cameras were all stunned.
Song Qingya, who had a voice like celestial music, was actually unparalleled in both calligraphy and painting!
This was Song Qingya’s first time publicly displaying her talents in these areas; this single piece of work alone could likely be sold for nearly a million dollars!
Song Qingya put away the brush and smiled at Hao Ren, "I didn’t steal your thunder, did I"
Hao Ren smiled and raised his thumb, "Impressive."
"President Liu… This painting, let me give it to the school," Song Qingya said to the already stunned principal.
“Good, good!” The principal nodded eagerly. Putting aside that this was a piece of work by superstar Song Qingya, even the brushwork and the意境had reached the level of a master—this painting was absolutely worth collecting!
The assistants standing behind Song Qingya exchanged looks; they didn’t know she had such talents!
If news of Song Qingya painting live at Donghai University were to be posted online, her popularity would likely rise even higher.
From the perspective of Donghai University, this event was also a great advertisement for the university!
"Purple Orchid, do you think your afternoon classes are canceled now" Zhao Hongyu suddenly asked Zhao Yanzi.
"Ah!" Zhao Yanzi pretended to have just realized and rushed towards the main gate of Donghai University.
Zhao Guang looked at Zhao Yanzi and shook his head helplessly, but he was in a good mood.
As long as Zhao Kuo reaches the peak of the Qian level, even the Golden Dragon lineage doesn't have to be afraid! Today's unexpected battle allowed each dragon palace to witness the strength of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace. It was a demonstration of power that couldn't even be artificially arranged!
When these dragon palaces return to their territories and send their core younger generations to Donghai City where the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace is based, this Donghai City will become the center for exchanges among dragon clan cultivators!
Six months ago, Zhao Guang wouldn't have been able to imagine such a situation!
With a group of reporters surrounding her, Song Qingya walked towards the stairs below the library.
The principal carefully put away Song Qingya's artwork and looked at Hao Ren. He couldn't help but think that Hao Ren was pleasing to his eyes. Donghai University was an important university, but its influence nationwide wasn't as great as those universities in the north.
However, after receiving Song Qingya's endorsement, many students would likely apply to Donghai University.
The reason being... on the blank space at the top of this landscape painting, Song Qingya also wrote a few neat large characters in standard regular script: "Donghai University is a great school!"
Huang Xujie brought trouble to the school, but Hao Ren brought honor!
"Hao Ren, if you encounter any problems and can't find Principal Lu, feel free to come to me," said President Liu warmly as he put his arm around Hao Ren's shoulder.
"Understood, President Liu." Hao Ren replied.
Zhou Liren and the others in the slightly distant area swallowed saliva... Hao Ren was definitely following a high-level strategy!
“Zhao Jiayin, Zhou Liren, Yu Rong… Let’s go eat. I’ll treat you!” Hao Ren called out their names one by one.
The others looked at Hao Ren in puzzlement before suddenly realizing that Hao Ren was still the same Hao Ren! Even though he was the son of two world-class scientists, he remained their familiar Hao Ren!
If Hao Ren wanted to put on an airs, why would he have mingled with them beforehand!
"Come on, let's eat!" Zhou Liren exclaimed.
The fact that Hao Ren’s parents were Hao Zhonghua and Yue Yang really shocked him. However, when thinking about it now, Hao Ren was still their good brother. It felt great to be able to make friends with the son of a figure whose influence exceeded that of a provincial governor!
“Yu Jia, let's go,” Hao Ren patted Xie Yujia’s elbow.
"Okay!" Xie Yujia smiled happily.
The slanting sun was beautiful.
No matter whether it was wind or rain, noble or humble, she was willing to be by Hao Ren's side.
Strength might change, but the heart remains constant. Xie Yujia loved how Hao Ren never became arrogant no matter what happened.ily channeled his spiritual energy: "One-stroke long snake formation."Three hundred and twenty sword beams connected front to back, forming a long serpent that pounced at the flame arrow.Pu pu pu pu.....