Imperial Treasure

Chapter 612 - 399 Ancient Style Society_2

It wasn’t cold, just very indifferent.

Jiang Muxiu’s tone was too indifferent; the girl narrowed her eyes, not annoyed in the least, but rather composed as if holding all the winning cards...

"Wang Jingqiu"

A slender hand passed over a form.

No further words were exchanged.

Indeed, as cold and distant as the rumors said, Wang Jingqiu neither confirmed nor denied, took the form, and stood aside to fill it out...

"That’s Wang Jingqiu, the belle of the Chinese Literature Department. Rumor has it her family is very wealthy, rich people from Capital City.."

"A white, rich and beautiful girl, talented and artistic too, and even Senior Brother Jiang rejected her.."

With such a beauty not in his sight, the title of the most unattainable flower in the Management and Economics Department might as well be firmly placed on Jiang Muxiu’s head.

Yet Jiang Muxiu being like this seemed not at all unexpected.

You could only say that among the women of past days whose hearts weren’t in their wine, Wang Jingqiu was indeed above average, but definitely not the most outstanding...

Only someone like Jiang Muxiu could afford to cold-shoulder such a beauty; Teng Yan hurriedly came over, laughing and jesting: "Traditional culture, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, Classmate Jingqiu’s guqin music is really good, especially the part where.."

Who doesn’t know of the Management and Economics Department’s playboy Teng Yan’s reputation, but his pleasing and substantive compliments matched a woman’s mood. Wang Jingqiu didn’t take offense, instead, she smiled...

But...

"Eh?" Teng Yan’s compliment suddenly hitched, and he blurted out unexpectedly: "Goddess?"

Hmm, wasn’t it just said you’re not pretentious, and now in a second, isn’t it a bit vulgar!

Goddess? Is that a term to be used so carelessly?

Just as Wang Jingqiu thought this guy couldn’t be helped, she felt a breeze before her eyes as this playboy had already drifted to someone else’s side.

"Hey, Classmate Sui, are you here to join our Ancient Style Society?"

Sui...?

Jiang Muxiu, who was interviewing others, paused his fingers and subtly shifted his gaze..

"Yes," Sui Yi didn’t recognize Teng Yan, hence she wasn’t very enthusiastic about his enthusiasm..

It was just that the name Sui Yi was indeed memorable.

Therefore, causing a small stir, many people took notice.

That impressive essay from the high school exams made the name Sui Yi come with many tag words.

For instance, presumptuous, willful, show-off, robust, and the like, mostly quite extreme and overbearing words, the real person broke the image they had constructed in their minds.

Isn’t she supposed to be a beautiful and flamboyant proud woman or a robust, vigorous tomboy?

"Ha, Sui Yi, since you’re here for the interview, come on over.." Teng Yan, being the sensual playboy he was, seeing the person he had been thinking about for days in front of him, suddenly felt the urge to pull some strings.

"No need, thank you," Sui Yi politely declined and then lowered her head to continue looking at the brochure.

The intent to disregard Teng Yan was clear.

Teng Yan’s face fell, and he felt a bit uncomfortable.

After all, he had never been so publicly snubbed before, and he couldn’t help but feel colder towards Sui Yi..

Eh, the world is full of beauties... why pine over one?

The playboy immediately fluttered off to other pretty female students..

Wang Jingqiu glanced at Sui Yi, her brows slightly furrowed.

Obviously, most women didn’t like it when another woman outshined them...

But why be better than her.

Just a high school composition, several in their Chinese Literature Department could also claim to have perfect scores in high school compositions..

Whether it was disdain, indifference, or envy and admiration, that would all be revealed when it was Sui Yi’s turn for the interview.

Jiang Muxiu’s demeanor remained the same as before, looking at Sui Yi, he asked, "Why do you want to join our Ancient Style Society?"

"It’s suitable,"

Suitable? That response was indeed indifferent.

"Isn’t it because you like it?"

"Can’t suitable also mean liking it?"

Jiang Muxiu fell silent for a moment, pointing to the array of instruments beside him, "The Ancient Style Society does not accept those with intention but no talent. Music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, you may pick one to demonstrate"

His attitude was somewhat strict and discerning, not fitting with his gentle and handsome appearance, otherwise, the tone would have been about liking it enough to join...

The guqin, pipa, flute... such a complete array of instruments, and the quality of these instruments was not bad; whoever arranged all this must have some skills.

Sui Yi glanced over, casually picked up a brush...

Calligraphy?

Others had certainly displayed their calligraphy skills before, but in Jiang Muxiu’s view, calligraphy was actually the most difficult of the ancient arts because brush technique and style nearly represented a person’s character. Who you are can be discerned from your writing.

Writing calligraphy in front of others was akin to exposing your nature...

"I heard that the new student from the Archaeology Department, Sui Yi, is talented in many arts. Since it’s calligraphy, why not inscribe something... Sui Yi, please write two lines with my name, how about that?"

Wang Jingqiu’s interjection surprised many, but thinking about it, their age group naturally loved competition. Sui Yi nearly overwhelmed Wang Jingqiu in terms of appearance and aura, it was normal for her not to fall behind...

The difficulty suddenly escalated, especially with the label of the Archaeology Department attached.

If defeated, the Archaeology Department and the Chinese Literature Department, these two somewhat mismatched departments might need to settle their standings a bit...

Sui Yi was already holding the brush, and she glanced at the form on Wang Jingqiu’s desk.

Wang Jingqiu...

Wang Jingqiu didn’t hear a verbal response from Sui Yi, but the latter’s hand had already moved.

Dipping the brush in ink, she swiftly wrote...

Three breaths.

On the snow-white rice paper, black and white were clearly demarcated.

Everyone looked on in silence, Wang Jingqiu included...

After observing the piece of rice paper for a while, Jiang Muxiu passed over a form, "Fill out the form... make sure the information is complete, especially the phone number and other contact methods, lest we can’t connect later."

Sui Yi nodded and began writing down her information, just as Mo Ke approached.

"Not done yet?"

"Mhm" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to support it by voting for it on Qidian—qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)