Chapter 29: Tianhuang Frozen Stone

Su Xinghui quickly said, "How could that be? Of course, I missed you too!"

Hearing Su Xinghui's clumsy speech on the phone, Lu Xiaoya could imagine his embarrassment. She burst out laughing. "Forget it, I won't tease you. I'll tell you a piece of good news: I showed those things to my mother yesterday. After she looked at them, she thought they were very beautiful and felt they could be displayed and sold at her place."

This news made Su Xinghui very happy. "Really? That's great!"

Lu Xiaoya said, "I've already told my mother to let her meet you. You can talk to her about this in person. How about this: come to my house for lunch today."

"Come to your house for lunch? Is that convenient?"

"What's inconvenient about it? You are my classmate. I'll give you the address now, write it down."

Su Xinghui quickly took out paper and pen from his backpack and let Lu Xiaoya report the address. After he finished writing down the address, he pretended to be surprised. "Lu Xiaoya, you live in the Provincial Party Committee dormitory?"

Lu Xiaoya said nonchalantly, "Yes, my dad works at the Provincial Party Committee."

Su Xinghui said, "Alright, I'll come over at noon."

Being able to eat at Lu Xiaoya's house, Su Xinghui was naturally willing. Her father was a super potential stock. If he could get to know him, it would be worth it. And if he could leave a good impression on him, it would be like hitting the jackpot.

After hanging up the phone, Su Xinghui thought for a while and called the home of Professor Qin Jie, who taught him ancient Chinese at Jiangcheng University. Professor Qin Jie happened to answer the phone. He was very happy to hear that it was Su Xinghui calling him, and even happier to hear that Su Xinghui was in Jiangcheng and prepared to visit him. He repeatedly told Su Xinghui to come over quickly.

Professor Qin Jie was nearly sixty years old this year and could be considered a leading figure in ancient Chinese in Hudong Province and even the whole country. His attainments in Sinology were very profound. He had always considered Su Xinghui one of his best students. Now that Su Xinghui was coming to see him, he was naturally happy.

Professor Qin Jie had deep connections in Jiangcheng, especially in the education sector. Su Xinghui not only wanted to visit him this time but also wanted Professor Qin to introduce him to an expert in agriculture so he could consult about farming.

Su Xinghui bought some fruit and took the bus to Jiangcheng University. The Hudong Provincial Party Committee was very close to Jiangcheng University, and it only took less than ten minutes to walk from the back gate of Jiangcheng University, so this was also a matter of convenience.

Arriving at Jiangcheng University, it was during the summer vacation. The campus was very quiet, and there were few people on the road. Su Xinghui walked familiarly to the dormitory where Professor Qin Jie lived. After going upstairs, he knocked on the door.

It was Professor Qin's wife who opened the door. She was also a teacher at Jiangcheng University, but she had already retired and stayed at home to take care of Professor Qin's health.

She naturally knew Su Xinghui. Seeing him come, she was happy and complained, "You're here, why bring anything?"

Su Xinghui said respectfully, "Teacher's wife, I didn't buy much, it's just a gesture. Now that I've started working and have a salary, it's only right to buy something to see the teacher and the teacher's wife."

Professor Qin was a bit fat and was very afraid of heat in summer. At this time, he was only wearing a white undershirt and blowing the ceiling fan. He beckoned to Su Xinghui. "Xinghui, is it hot outside? Come, come over and blow the fan."

Su Xinghui walked over and sat down next to Professor Qin. The teacher's wife wanted to pour him water, but he quickly got up, took the cup from the teacher's wife's hand, and picked up the cup in front of Professor Qin, pouring a glass of water for each.

After Su Xinghui sat down, Professor Qin asked, "You've been working for almost a month, right? Is work going smoothly?"

Su Xinghui nodded. "It's okay, it's just that we are too poor there, so this time I came to Jiangcheng to ask for help from you."

Professor Qin was very surprised. "What help can I give you with your work?"

Su Xinghui told Professor Qin about the Meng Hu Ling Township wanting to engage in special farming and needing farming techniques, and then said to him, "Can you help me introduce an expert in farming?"

Upon hearing this, Professor Qin nodded appreciatively. "Mmm, not bad. I'm very happy that you can understand the suffering of the common people and help them get rid of poverty and become rich. I can naturally help you introduce an expert who specializes in farming. Go to the Department of Animal Science at Jiangcheng Agricultural University and look for a Professor Rao Songnian. He is an expert in this field."

Su Xinghui took out a pen and notebook from his backpack and wrote down information such as Professor Rao Songnian of the Department of Animal Science at Jiangcheng Agricultural University.

Professor Qin glanced at the words Su Xinghui wrote and asked in surprise, "Xinghui, you've only been back for a month, your handwriting seems to be much better than before?"

Su Xinghui had learned calligraphy from his father since he was a child. Actually, his father's calligraphy was also learned from Yu Maode. Later, Su Xinghui learned a lot from Yu Maode. Although he was young, he had practiced calligraphy for more than ten years and had a solid foundation.

The current Su Xinghui had the soul of his rebirth in his body. He had been practicing calligraphy diligently, so his current calligraphy was actually that of his forty-something-year-old self. Although the font hadn't changed much and ordinary people couldn't see much difference, in the eyes of a great expert like Professor Qin Jie, there were too many differences.

Now Su Xinghui's calligraphy had countless life experiences, his calligraphy was more rounded and smooth, and it had more heaviness and some vicissitudes of life. In terms of realm, it was more than one realm higher than his calligraphy at twenty-one.

Su Xinghui covered up, "Is that so? No, right? I think it's about the same as before."

Professor Qin shook his head. "No, your calligraphy is very different from before. Bring it here and let me see."

Su Xinghui had no choice but to hand his notebook to Professor Qin.

Professor Qin was also very fond of calligraphy. He looked at the line of words Su Xinghui wrote for a long time, subconsciously writing in the air with his hand, nodding while writing.

Su Xinghui was accustomed to Professor Qin's temper. He just sat there quietly, watching Professor Qin.

After a long time, Professor Qin looked up and said, "No, your calligraphy must have had a sudden enlightenment."

Sudden enlightenment is a Buddhist term, which means suddenly realizing the Dharma during meditation. However, in China, many art categories also have the saying of sudden enlightenment, and calligraphy is naturally no exception.

The great calligrapher Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty once had an experience of sudden enlightenment. He once borrowed the *Self-Narrative Scroll* by the Tang Dynasty calligrapher Huaisu from his friend Shi Yangxiu. After borrowing it home and copying it for several days, he finally "suddenly realized the cursive script method, and his writing flew."

The last time Professor Qin saw Su Xinghui was more than a month ago. At that time, his calligraphy was obviously much worse than it was now. This phenomenon could only be described as sudden enlightenment. ===== CHAPTER 31 =====