Chapter 064: Don’t Love Him, There’s No Future

At that moment, in the office of the Chair of the Calligraphy Department at Imperial Capital University, an elderly man with hair as white as snow but eyes shining with excitement suddenly sprang up from his chair. He called out urgently to the professor’s assistant inside the room, “Quick, quick, get that ‘History of Calligraphy’ from the bookshelf! Hurry!”

The assistant was momentarily stunned; he had never seen Professor Zhao, the department chair, this worked up before. He hastened to retrieve the ‘History of Calligraphy’.

Professor Zhao Guangming flipped through the book, repeatedly glancing up to compare it with the photograph on his computer screen. His whole body trembled with excitement as he declared, “Yes, yes, it’s the Lingbai Script!”

The so-called Lingbai Script might be unfamiliar to people today, but anyone who studies calligraphy knows it well. Five hundred years ago, it flourished in the royal court of the Western Moon Kingdom. Legend had it that it was a script reserved exclusively for royalty. Later, with the fall of the Western Moon Kingdom, the Lingbai Script disappeared.

It was rumored that the original handwritten manuscript of Hua Country’s first great classical novel, ‘Chronicles of the Mountain Moon’, was penned in the Lingbai Script!

If a descendant of the Lingbai Script could be found, it would be no exaggeration to say it would shake the entire world of calligraphy!

With trembling hands, Zhao Guangming put on his reading glasses, his eyes fixed on the comment section of Weibo displayed on his computer screen.

The bystanders, ever eager for drama, kept liking the comments.

[Whoa—an Imperial Capital University professor is commenting on this? Watching a famous professor online!]

[Is that really Professor Zhao, the renowned figure who’s been on calligraphy programs before? The Lingbai Script lost for five hundred years? I’ve only heard of Songti. Is there really such a calligraphic style?]

[I'm a student in the Calligraphy Department and can explain: Lingbai Script was the exclusive script of the Western Moon Kingdom’s royal family. It was originally called ‘White Script’, but because its elegance was said to rival that of immortals, the royal family renamed it Lingbai. It was greatly admired at the time, but before the tyrant destroyed the kingdom, books were burned in a fit of rage, and the Lingbai Script was lost to history.]

Because a professor from Imperial Capital had appeared in the comments, the tone of discussion shifted from “haha, what a strange student” to a heated debate about the “Lingbai Script”.

Su Ruan stood to the side, dumbstruck. She seemed to recall that Bai Chuwei had previously mentioned that her self-created script was called Lingbai...

A bold guess began to form in her mind!

“Why was this Weibo post deleted?” Duan Xingye asked in surprise.

Bai Chuwei refreshed the page—sure enough, the post had been taken down. The next moment, her phone vibrated in her hand.

[Duan Feihan: Don’t worry, the trending topic on Weibo has already been taken care of.]

Standing nearby, Duan Xingye blinked rapidly and immediately checked his own messages. There was no reply from his fourth uncle—yet he had made a point to reply to Bai Chuwei...

A thought suddenly occurred to Duan Xingye!

On Friday after school, everyone left the classroom together.

Bai Chuwei deliberately walked behind Duan Xingye, glancing toward the car sent by the Duan family to pick him up. Not seeing Duan Feihan, she looked slightly disappointed. “Your fourth uncle didn’t come to pick you up?”

At her words, Duan Xingye was instantly on high alert!

He ignored Xu Xingchen’s greeting in the distance, pulling Bai Chuwei into a corner.

Bai Chuwei looked at him, amused. “What’s with all the mystery?”

Duan Xingye slapped his thigh, growing anxious. “Weiwei, don’t tell me you’ve actually fallen for my fourth uncle? You absolutely can’t like him! Don’t fall for him—it won’t end well!”

Bai Chuwei found this even more amusing. What she liked was the endless spiritual energy that surrounded Duan Feihan. She touched her chin, a smile playing at her lips. “Oh? And why is there no future in liking Duan Feihan? It’s not as if he’s interested in men, is it?”

Duan Xingye glanced around and lowered his voice. “Even more troublesome than that! Right now, he’s still hung up on the young lady from twenty years ago!”