Chapter 23 Wang Chang’s Invitation
No matter how the internet changes, Xiao Han's days of staying at home watching TV series and eating ice cream remain unchanged.
He is so calm, as if he is a hermit who has escaped from the hustle and bustle of the world and is sitting quietly in seclusion.
Every move is quiet and elegant.
"Miss, your phone is ringing!"
Aunt Wu couldn't help but remind her that Xiao Han was almost getting into the TV while watching a series of dramas!
Like an internet addict girl.
"Okay, Aunt Wu!"
Xiao Han agreed casually, put down the pomelo in his hand, and took the wet tissue to wipe his hands!
My eyes still haven’t left the TV!
"..."
Aunt Wu doesn’t know what’s so appealing about this TV show. She has already watched it several times!
But it’s not "The Legend of Zhen Huan", it’s "The Legend of Ruyi"!
Are palace fighting dramas really that attractive? Can they make a person forget about food and sleep?
"Hello? I'm Xiao Han!"
Xiao Han said casually while holding the phone.
Seeing the scumbag Long slapping Ruyi in the face, he couldn't help but hissed as if he felt the same way, and touched his face. Do people in this TV series like to slap people in the face so much?
It is so humiliating to women. In their previous lives, they didn't slap their faces, but instead slapped the palms when they did something wrong!
Ruyi is taking care of her child, and playing a good hand of cards badly. Tsk tsk, what is love?
When I love you, you are a treasure. When I don’t love you, you are just a weed. What’s the point of loving you or not?
The power you hold in your hands is real.
Did she love the general in her previous life?
Maybe it was true when she first entered the mansion, but later on she was focused on climbing up the social ladder, what the hell!
"It's me. Mr. Wang Chang wants to invite you to dinner, so he called the company!"
Cheng Xu has been very busy dealing with Xiao Han's affairs these days. He just delivered a bottle of red wine to someone when he received a call.
"Who? I don't know him!"
Xiao Han asked in confusion, she had never heard of Wang Chang, and why did he invite her to dinner for no apparent reason?
She thought carefully and realized that her original body had no connection with the person with that name?
"Mr. Wang Chang is a member of the Xiaguo Calligraphy Association and one of the leading figures in the field of classical literature."
"He is good at landscape painting and is a master of Slender Gold Style and Running Script!"
It was normal for Xiao Han not to understand or know him. People like him didn't even have the chance to meet Mr. Wang Chang.
As the saying goes, different trades have different worlds, but Mr. Wang Chang's reputation is very well-known in Shangjing, and he is highly respected by the literati families.
He was shocked when he received the call!
If someone in the literary world wants to treat his artist to a meal, it would be enough for him to brag about it for years and still feel it is not enough.
Who knows, maybe because of this incident, his career will be able to reach a higher level.
"Oh!"
Xiao Han responded in a calm tone.
You're an old man, what do you want to do to me?
She did not realize how respected a person who is good at classical literature is in modern society, and how many people in the literary world would rush to make friends with her because of what she revealed.
"..."
Cheng Xu was dumbfounded. Aunt, can you at least give me a different reaction?
You just say "oh" and that's it?
It was like a bucket of cold water poured on Cheng Xu's head, extinguishing half of his enthusiasm.
I realized that maybe Xiao Han didn't understand the importance of this matter.
Cheng Xu patiently explained to Xiao Han the differences between classical culture and modern culture.
"Okay, I agree, you arrange it!"
Xiao Han answered quickly and hung up the phone.
She was a little curious about the level of the inheritors of this world's traditional culture!
There's no harm in going and taking a look.
Cheng Xu was left staring at the beeping phone.
Classical culture, crafts, and various classics have been passed down from ancient times to the present day, but only one in ten can successfully inherit the things of our ancestors.
The people who can inherit and reach perfection are even rarer. Now they are all old men and women. Because of the impetuousness of society, few young people are interested in these things that require a lot of time investment.
Suddenly, an outlier like Xiao Han appears, whose level is comparable to that of these old people. Wouldn’t they be overjoyed?
"Grandpa, they agreed!"
Shuang'er jumped up and down to congratulate old man Wang Chang.
Not long ago, after Wang Chang saw the words, he asked someone to look for them at Apple TV. The person in charge told him that the words had been bought by someone at a high price.
It seems that there are quite a few people who know the value of the goods, but they just didn’t reveal who bought them.
This made him very upset, so he had to settle for the next best thing: you buy the other person's calligraphy, and I will go find the person who wrote it.
"it is good!"
Old man Wang Chang was so happy that he turned a blind eye to his granddaughter's idol chasing!
Soon, both parties agreed on a time, and Xiao Han brought people to visit.
You can’t just show up and surprise your relatives without saying hello like you would when visiting them!
According to ancient customs, one had to hand in a visiting card when visiting someone's home.
Although he doesn't care about those things now, Xiao Han still prepared a landscape painting with an inscription and title as a gift for the old man!
Old man Wang Chang loves landscape paintings and collects painting scrolls. This is the bad temper of literati.
If you give him something else, he may not be so happy. But if you give him something he likes, who knows how happy he will be.
That day, Xiao Han brought Cheng Xu to the house.
"Auntie, isn't it a bit too shabby for you to just take this painting?"
Cheng Xu held the framed scroll in a tangled manner, feeling uncomfortable no matter how he thought about it.
After all, he is a big name in the literary world. It would not be good for him to come empty-handed, right?
He had hardly ever interacted with people involved in classical literature, so naturally he felt that a painting was too shabby.
"Go knock on the door!"
Xiao Han couldn't say that her painting was worth a million, right?
This is a three-meter-long landscape painting that she spent a lot of time to draw using the finest rice paper, wolf hair, and ancient ink.
The packaging and supplies alone cost over a million.
She looked up at the retro house and instantly felt like she was back in the General's Mansion!
Cheng Xu restrained his reluctant expression and acted solemnly and piously as if he was going to do something big.
He straightened his suit collar, looked around and made sure there was nothing wrong before knocking on the iron ring on the door.
The person who opened the door was a girl of about eighteen years old, wearing a knee-length white skirt, with beautiful looks and elegant manners.
She had a scholarly air. Xiao Han took a look at her and nodded secretly. She was indeed a girl from a literary family and had the demeanor of a noble lady.
"Miss Xiao, please come in! Grandpa is waiting for you in the lobby!"
The one who opened the door was Shuang'er. Originally, her aunt was asked to come, but she was eager to see her idol, so she took the job without any hesitation!
Sure enough, the idol away from the camera is as beautiful as a lady in a painting.
Every move is extremely graceful!
This is a temperament that can only be cultivated by people who have been influenced by classical literature.
Shuang'er's eyes lit up and she smiled brightly.
"Thank you Miss Wang for leading the way!"
Xiao Han smiled and nodded in thanks.
"please!"
Shuang'er raised her hand forward and politely walked in front to lead the way.
As they walked, he introduced to Xiao Han the scenery, flowers, plants and famous trees in the courtyard.
The two of them had a very pleasant conversation and each gained something.
In less than a moment, the three of them walked through the corridor and arrived at the main hall. Sitting at the top was an old man with gray hair, a kind face and a white beard.
He has a strong scholarly air, is full of energy and has a rosy complexion.
"Hello Mr. Wang Chang, sorry to bother you today!"
Xiao Han bowed according to ancient etiquette, with humble manners and a calm expression. He did not fawn on Wang Chang because of his status in the literary world, nor did he feel inferior because of their unequal status.
In terms of age, Wang Chang is older than her and should be considered her junior.
Although she held a high position in her previous life, she is just an ordinary person in this life.