The Rise of the Transmigrated Movie Emperor

Mingheng did not ask the reason hastily, but greeted everyone with a smile, and briefly introduced himself.

Unexpectedly, when the old men heard that he was a calligraphy lover, they would have expressions of relief on their faces.

"Young man is good. Young people should pay attention to the traditional culture of our country. Young man, when did you start learning calligraphy? Do you have a teacher?" one of the old men asked.

Mingheng smiled and replied: "I started practicing when I was young, and I don't have a teacher."

In fact, he was telling the truth. In his last life, he started learning calligraphy when he was six years old, and it was taught by the father of the director of the orphanage.The old man used to be the head of the Painting and Calligraphy Department of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. After retiring, he felt that he had nothing to do, so he came to the orphanage to teach everyone calligraphy.

And Ming Heng is one of the best among the group of people who learn calligraphy.Because of this, he got the focus and training of the old man. Later, his high school and university tuition fees were still funded by the old man.

Speaking of which, the old man can be regarded as his master.

Later, he successfully entered the calligraphy department of Guoxue, which was recommended by the old man.

"There is no Shimen, so are you interested in joining us? We are from Chengyimen, and we are very famous. You can search the Internet. How about it, are you interested?"

"We are from the Chengxiu sect, join us, we have several young men who are the same age as you, and two very beautiful girls."

Mingheng: "..."

Before he had time to react, the two pulling old men started arguing.

"Old Xu, what do you mean? I was the one who told this young man first. You want to steal someone from me!"

"Old Zhou, I don't like to hear what you say, and they didn't agree to you, why did I rob you? This is called fair competition!"

"Stupid fair competition! You stinky and shameless old guy, you are obviously trying to steal someone from me!"

"I didn't grab it! It's fair competition!"

Seeing that the two of them were getting impatient, one of the old men stopped him immediately, "It's all right, both of you, shut up! Don't even look at where this is, I'll throw the embarrassment abroad!"

The two old men snorted coldly and stopped arguing.

However, the old man who was the first to pull people out did not give up, "How about it, young man, are you interested in joining our Chengyi Sect?"

Mingheng smiled awkwardly and declined, "Sorry, I won't join."

He was going to the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and of course it was impossible to join other sects.

Seeing Mingheng's refusal, the old man sighed regretfully, "Oh... okay."

Ming Heng twitched the corner of his mouth and changed the subject: "Well, when shall we go in?"

"Wait a little longer, there are still a few seniors who haven't come."

Ming Heng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, he wanted to ask about the situation, but everyone seemed to be in a bad mood, so he stopped thinking about it.

After that, no one spoke anymore. After waiting for about twenty minutes, there were ten more people in the line, but most of them were older.

At this time, there were more and more people outside the guild hall, from all over the world. Ming Heng glanced around and found that there were many national flags that he did not recognize.

He also couldn't understand what people were saying. He only knew a little English, but he could only understand it, but he couldn't speak it.

It seems that I still have to find time to learn a few foreign languages ​​in the future, otherwise it will be very inconvenient to go abroad in the future.

Ming Heng was distracted when several old men came over.One of them was very old and had to be supported when he walked.

However, Mingheng's gaze met the person who was supporting the old man. At that moment, both of them were stunned.

Everyone in Mingheng was stunned, why did Shen Mohan come?

"Hey, Mr. Shen, please slow down."

"Old Shen, you've worked so hard, I didn't expect you to come this year, you are really our role model!"

"Yeah, I thought Mr. Shen wouldn't come this year."

There was admiration on everyone's face.

"Haha...Old man, if I can walk this year, I will come here, maybe next year I won't be able to walk." The old man who was supported by Shen Mohan said with a smile.

Shen Mohan looked at Ming Heng, "Xiao Heng, come here."

Everyone froze for a moment, then turned to look at Ming Heng.

Ming Heng touched his nose and walked past the crowd.

He first smiled at the old man, and then said to Shen Mohan, "Why are you here?"

"I came with my second grandfather."

Shen Mohan explained, and introduced Ming Heng to the old man beside him, "Second Grandpa, this is Xiao Heng that my mother often mentions to you."

"Oh, so you are Xiao Heng, not bad, no wonder Xiao Xu and Xiao Han like you so much, haha..." The old man said Xiao Xu naturally meant Mrs. Shen, and as for Xiao Han, of course it meant Shen Mohan.

Ming Heng blushed, it seemed that the old man knew about him and Shen Mohan.

A smile flashed across Shen Mohan's eyes, but what is Xiao Heng doing here?

Shen Mohan was a little upset that he came to country b alone without telling him.

But he didn't show it on his face, seeing the sun getting bigger and bigger, Shen Mohan said to the old man: "Second Grandpa, let's go in first."

When the others heard it, they all echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Shen, go in first."

Mr. Shen is ninety years old this year, his legs and feet are not very convenient, he can't stand for a long time, everyone let him in first.

Shen Mohan said to Ming Heng: "Xiao Heng, come in with us."

Mingheng couldn't refuse, so he went into the hall with them.

The clubhouse is very lively and the space is very large. Although there are many people, it is not noisy at all.

Looking around, the works of famous calligraphers from all over the world are hung everywhere, and there are also many works of outstanding calligraphers in country b.

There are many long tables on both sides of the hall, on which are placed high-quality pens, inks, papers and inkstones, for those calligraphy lovers to write on their own initiative.

There is a stage in the center of the hall, and stools are placed around the stage for people to sit on. The ostentation is really not ordinary.

Mingheng took a quick glance and found that many teenagers and even younger children were seriously writing calligraphy. They looked serious and the works they wrote were very good.

At this time, Mr. Shen sighed and said: "There are more and more people in country B who love calligraphy. I heard that calligraphy is a compulsory course in their elementary school, and they hold various calligraphy competitions every year, and they attach great importance to it." From this point of view, our country of Hua is really inferior."

Not to mention primary school students in Huaguo, not many adults today know how to calligraphy, and very few of them really like it.

In fact, not only calligraphy, but also many traditional cultures are gradually declining.

The country doesn't pay much attention to it, and the younger generation's understanding of traditional culture is too weak. If this continues, the decline of traditional culture will happen sooner or later.

Ugh……