My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 216 Chu Style? The Founding Master of Calligraphy—Chu Zhu! (Fifth Update)
“No problem,” Chu Zhu replied without hesitation. “It would be my honor! Of course, I also hope to receive your assistance in some way…”

"...Please speak frankly!" Qian Zai frowned, slightly troubled. If it involved things that weren't entirely legal...

"I hope my parents can live in the military area! Or at least enjoy official protection," Chu Zhu said earnestly, pointing to his head. "My brain is full of wildly imaginative ideas! Many of them are even... as valuable as batteries. Maybe even more valuable!"

Chu Zhu said worriedly, "Under these circumstances, I'm very worried about the future..."

"..." Qian Zai's face tightened slightly; this was completely beyond his expectations. His first reaction was even to try to comfort him.

That's an exaggeration... The situation hasn't reached that point yet! But then I heard Chu Zhu's confident words...

Ok……

"Let's go back and discuss it!" Qian Zai ultimately didn't dare to refuse. Who knew if this young man, who thought energy batteries were nothing special, actually had something truly earth-shattering in his mind—

After all, the revelation of this battery performance was already enough to shock the world!

"Then let's go to the office first and sign the contract..." Chu Zhu paused abruptly, turned his head, and his gaze gradually sharpened.

"?" Qian Zai looked in confusion, following Chu Zhu's gaze, and then saw a tall, blond foreigner in a suit. Beside him was a muscular man who was about 1.8 meters tall.

The blond foreigner and Chu Zhu faced off from a distance, their expressions quite different.

The blond foreigner's gaze occasionally swept over Qian Zai and the others, his expression thoughtful and somewhat amused.

Qian Zai couldn't quite understand Chu Zhu's gaze; it seemed devoid of any emotion, yet it also seemed to contain every emotion imaginable...

“Mr. Chu!” Howard strode over, speaking fluent Mandarin with a slight Beijing accent. All the emotions in his eyes seemed to have vanished, replaced by admiration and delight: “I’m your fan! Your Song of God! I’ve listened to it fifty times! I can even sing it.”

“His God, The Lord of Love, Your Light…” Howard actually started singing on the spot. Although his singing was very dry and there was no accompaniment, he was obviously immersed in it and even started dancing.

Qian Zai: "...?"

Oh no! He'd seen Howard's complicated emotions earlier and was still thinking... what kind of grudge or entanglement did this person have with Chu Zhu? Surely he couldn't be a spy...

The battery hasn't even left the factory yet, so there shouldn't be any reason for the other side to target it, right?

And then... we saw this silly foreigner do this series of ridiculous things!
But speaking of songs...

"Classmate Chu." Qian Zai glanced at Chu Zhu thoughtfully, then smiled and took out a CD from his pocket: "I'm a fan of yours too! Can I get your autograph?"

"??? No, this thing still exists? Wait, if I remember correctly! My songs shouldn't be released yet..." Chu Zhu stared in disbelief. He subconsciously took the disc, but something felt off.

"Wait, you didn't authorize this... Doesn't this mean...!" Qian Zai paused, then realized something, and a somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on his face. "I happened to hear your song on the way here, and then I couldn't resist... I was tricked by that shopkeeper into buying some!"

"..." Chu Zhu also realized what was happening, and hesitated before speaking. Piracy, huh?
The two looked at each other in bewilderment. At that moment, Qian Zai was already thinking about whether he should take a chance to crack down on piracy when he got back... Then he saw Chu Zhu smile silently, take the pirated disc as a matter of course, and sign his name on it in a flamboyant and artistic style that had no legal effect and could be described as a deliberate display of skill.

"It's alright! I wasn't expecting to make much money anyway." Chu Zhu was very carefree, mainly because he understood that for him, a shareholder of the two major companies Z and C who were about to launch numerous AI projects, money was indeed just a number.

"Wow, your handwriting?" Li Quanyuan was initially somewhat amused and exasperated. Luckily, Chu Zhu didn't seem to mind, otherwise, he would have been truly embarrassed. However, when he saw Chu Zhu's flamboyant signature… his pupils suddenly dilated…

This is an extremely elegant font! It's completely different from any other font currently on the market, yet it's incredibly beautiful and refined! It deeply impressed Li Quanyuan…

It was like the first time he saw Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, Liu Gongquan's calligraphy, and Ouyang Xun's calligraphy... This kind of calligraphy possesses a natural beauty! Anything, when it reaches a certain extreme, will possess a brilliance that cannot be concealed no matter what. No matter how long human civilization has continued... humanity's pursuit of beauty has always remained constant!
He almost instinctively snatched the disc.

Qian Zai: "???"

"What... what kind of font is this? I! I've never seen it before..." Li Quanyuan subconsciously wanted to touch it, but was afraid of damaging the font, so he just stared at it blankly.

"...Uh, Xu style?" Chu Zhu asked uncertainly, but after noticing the principal's death stare, he added, "It could also be Chu style!" to avoid being asked which Xu style it was.

The writing in dreams is not the same as the writing in the real world. It can only be described as hieroglyphics!

However, it was precisely because of this that after acquiring all that the Sage of Characters had learned throughout his life, even when it was transformed into real-world characters, he almost instinctively wrote out the unique style of Xu Zihong's writing!

This is something only true grandmasters, those who establish their own schools and sects in a particular path, can achieve... it's almost as if writing has become second nature to them!
"...You made this?" Li Quanyuan frowned and stared at Chu Zhu. He obviously wanted to deny it, but...the problem was that the young man in front of him wrote the words himself!

It was precisely because Li Quanyuan had practiced calligraphy and even had many masters in the calligraphy world as friends that he was able to appreciate the true value of Chu Zhu's calligraphy.

In the end, all he could say was, "You... how many more surprises do you have in store for me! Wait for me."

“…Principal Li.” Qian Zai hesitated for a while before finally managing a forced smile, “Could you please…return my CD?”

"I'll buy you a few more pirated copies on the way back!" Li Quanyuan said, clearly delighted.

"...Is it really necessary!" Qian Zai didn't know what kind of expression to make for a moment.

"I don't know how to say it!" Li Quanyuan hesitated for a moment upon hearing this. "Because I've looked at many calligraphy copybooks, I feel... maybe it's just my imagination!"

Li Quanyuan unconsciously stroked the disc again. He glanced at Chu Zhu with a complicated expression. If it was really as he thought, then how much talent did his student... actually have hidden beneath the surface?

No, now that I think about it, founding a school of thought is probably very unlikely...

However, even if we take a step back and simply copy other people's calligraphy, reaching this level is absolutely a testament to great talent!
His friends, all renowned calligraphers... his first instinct was that their calligraphy was inferior to this one...

To be clear, the difference is so visible to the naked eye... it means the gap is definitely not just a matter of a fraction of a point! It's no exaggeration to say it's a world of difference...

This was written with a fountain pen!

Li Quanyuan only realized the absurdity of this matter now, and no matter how he thought about it, he found it outrageous.

Could it be that a calligraphy master comparable to Yan Zhenqing had suddenly appeared before him? Just like Chu Zhu conjuring an energy battery with his bare hands, this left him feeling breathless and incredulous…

"Never mind that! Come on in." Chu Zhu gestured invitingly. After a slight hesitation, he glanced at Howard, who had stopped his Acura and was now staring at him pitifully.

Howard said in his Beijing-accented Chinese, "Mr. Chu... I, I also want your autograph! Um, do you have any English CDs... If I go to buy them now, will I be able to find you later? Um..."

Listening to the stammering, pitiful voice on the other end... Chu Zhu had an urge to cover his forehead. This Howard was completely different from what he had imagined.

Where is your villainous aura? Where is your future prowess as the second-in-command of the Raven family, second only to James Raven? Where is your terrifying power to casually become the CEO of Stone Rolling Music? Where is your pride as a member of the Golden Dawn, capable of secretly dominating the entire Western world?
How could you be such a goofball?
In the end, Chu Zhu could only sigh and say, "Alright, alright... Sir! You can join us too."

(End of this chapter)