The next morning, Su Wu came to the Jiangnan District Calligraphy Association.

After thinking about it, the only way to make money now is to write.

No matter that era, the most important thing is to "senate seniority". If you don't have some age or grades, things will definitely be worthless.

According to him, the calligraphy associations in this world gather many "masters" and spiritual warriors who are good at calligraphy. These people have a high view of their eyes, but Su Wu still has confidence.

When Su Wu came to the Calligraphy Association, the Calligraphy Association was holding a calligraphy exhibition, and many people came.

Of course, Su Wu did not encounter much obstacle when he entered.

The calligraphy exhibition is divided into several areas, and there are many works by famous artists on the wall.

Su Wu met his classmates as soon as he entered the exhibition area.

It's Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi was surrounded by a girl with bangs.

She is Li Qing, and she is also from Class 8, 3rd.

"Su Wu."

Jiang Yi didn't expect to meet Su Wu here.

Li Qing smiled and said, "Do you understand calligraphy too?"

Su Wu smiled and said, "I understand a little."

Jiang Yi dared not underestimate Su Wu. Su Wu won the first place in the spiritual warrior test.

Su Wu turned around and walked towards another exhibition area.

Li Qing hummed softly, "What are you trying to do? Just a test that passed the medicine."

Jiang Yi's eyes turned, "What are he here to do?"

Most of the people who come today are trying to appreciate Mr. Li's handwriting.

Could it be that Su Wu is the same for this?

...

Su Wu didn't have the heart to watch the calligraphy exhibition, he just wanted to make money.

So he went straight to the backstage and said to the staff the day after tomorrow: "I want to join the Calligraphy Association."

Only by joining the Calligraphy Association can you make money.

The staff member was a young man in his early twenties. When he heard Su Wu's words, he couldn't help but look at Su Wu and smiled and said, "Do you want to join the Calligraphy Association?"

Su Wu nodded.

"Feel sorry."

The young man smiled and shook his head: "You can't meet our conditions."

Su Wu looked at him, "What conditions do you need?"

When the young man saw that Su Wu was not giving up, he couldn't help but be happy, "First of all, you have to register on our Calligraphy Association website and then take the exam. Now the exam time has passed."

"The Calligraphy Association will attract some people to the association every year."

Su Wu smiled and said, "I want to give it a try."

The young man smiled and shook his head, "Are you still a student?"

Su Wu nodded.

"Fourth from Shudu No. 8 Middle School?"

The young man asked again.

Su Wu nodded.

"Do you know who the people we call for every year are absorbed by our Calligraphy Association?

The young man asked.

Su Wu shook his head.

"Last year we absorbed five people."

The young man said: "Four are spiritual warriors from Shudu Martial Arts School, and the other is the principal of your school. Although your principal is not a spiritual warrior, his calligraphy attainments are indeed good, so the president let him enter the association."

After a pause, he asked jokingly: "Are you a spiritual warrior? Do you think you can compare to your principal?"

"Even Brother Yi can't get into the exam. Do you actually want to join the Calligraphy Association and want to be absorbed in an extraordinary way?"

At this moment, a chuckle came from behind.

Jiang Yi and Li Qing came at some point.

Instead of looking at them, Su Wu continued, "Although I am not a spiritual warrior, I have taken the exam for spiritual warriors and are the first in the written test. I think if my calligraphy is poor, Shudu Martial Arts School should not give me such high scores."

"First place in the written test of the Spiritual Martial Arts Examination?"

The young man was stunned, "So, are you a spiritual warrior sooner or later?"

If this is true, he can apply to the above to see if he can let Su Wu try it.

Jiang Yi smiled and said, "It is true that the first place in the spiritual warrior's written test is, but his spiritual potential value is only one, and he is destined to be unable to become a spiritual warrior in this life."

The young man showed disappointment.

He is destined to be unable to become a spiritual warrior, so the Calligraphy Association has no need to absorb his skills.

Unless he is like the principal of Shudu No. 8 Middle School, a powerful warrior.

"You go."

The young man shook his head and rejected Su Wu.

Su Wu thought to himself, it seemed that there was nothing we could do today, so he could only find another way.

He can only leave.

Seeing Su Wu leave in shame, Jiang Yi felt so comfortable in his heart.

In order to please Jiang Yi, Li Qing chuckled, "I overestimated my ability, and I wanted to turn over, and I didn't look in the mirror to see if I had that fate."

Su Wu looked back at her and smiled, "Soon or later, I will ask me to join this calligraphy association."

When the young man heard this, he couldn't help frowning. This kid was too arrogant.

Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing even more, "Su Wu, it would be great if your ability is as great as your bragging skills."

Su Wu laughed it off, turned around and left.

He walked through the exhibition hall and wanted to leave directly, but heard someone say, "Mr. Li is starting to write."

All rushed in one direction.

"Mr. Li? Is his handwriting so magical?"

Su Wu was slightly stunned and walked with the crowd.

"What a wonderful thing! Good word!"

"This poem is written with a wonderful meaning, and this word is even more amazing!"

There were constant admiration in the crowd.

"Mr. Li is such a talent."

In front of the crowd, a person was writing at his desk.

This man is a man in his fifties, with a cold face and gray hair.

"It won't take long... Mr. Li may be able to break through the five realms."

"If I get out of the Five Realms Spiritual Warrior in Jiangnan District, it will definitely be a great joy."

Although people were filled with praise, the "Mr. Li" turned a deaf ear and was still writing.

A beautiful woman grinding ink on a plate.

Mr. Li dipped ink and wrote, and there were more and more words on the paper.

He wrote regular script, revealing a sharp spirit.

By observing the word "动" you can imagine his character.

Everyone retreated.

The momentum emanating from that word is too amazing.

A spiritual warrior who majors in calligraphy can kill people.

Finally, he finished writing.

"Good word!"

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim again.
To be continued...