Meng Yunhan watched as he smoothly wrote down a few characters, just like flowing clouds and water.
"It floats like a wandering cloud, moves as swiftly as a startled dragon."
Upon hearing these words, Old Zhang smiled in satisfaction.
"Little girl, write a few for me to see." Old Zhang gestured for Meng Yunhan to write a few characters for him.
Meng Yunhan really didn't want to embarrass herself.
"I don't write well."
But Li Ai encouraged her to write, "Little girl, give it a try."
Under the encouragement of Old Zhang and Li Ai, Meng Yunhan finally picked up the brush and wrote elegantly, flowing like clouds and water, four big characters: The Farther Calm.
"Good..." Old Zhang was excited, because he had never met such a promising student. At just twentysomething, this young girl is not restless or anxious. A real gem.
"The little girl has potential." Li Ai's eyes filled with relief and pride, as if she was the one who had written these impressive characters.
