Su Junye was suspicious. Why did Professor Zhu sound like that?

Wasn’t it just some stupid answers?

Why was Professor Zhu so excited?

After experiencing how Su Ji managed to turn the tables so many times, Su Junye had to be careful this time.

“I don’t know, I just saw it on the internet,” he said.

However, Professor Zhu couldn’t sit still, “class ends early today!”

After saying that, Professor Zhu left the classroom, leaving the students confused.

“What’s wrong with Professor Zhu?” Su Junye felt around the table in confusion and realized that Professor Zhu had also taken his phone away!

His online girlfriend was going to send him some photos later!

Professor Zhu returned to his office in a hurry. His eyes were now shining.

“Where’s the picture I asked you to take at the history museum?!” He rushed to his assistant.

The teaching assistant was stunned. He had never seen Professor Zhu so excited before. He quickly pulled out the 300+ photos he had taken for the professor in the great Shang-themed exhibition a while ago.

Professor Zhu put on his glasses and searched the photos one by one.

In the end, he found the photo where he made a peace sign in front of the calligraphy and painting excavated from the tomb of the devil concubine.

He zoomed into the calligraphy behind him.

Then, he compared it to the handwriting on Su Junye’s phone. He trembled with excitement and said, “this is really the Huajin script!”

The legendary Chinese script style that even calligraphy masters couldn’t imitate actually appeared in a test paper?

Professor Zhu clutched his phone tightly. If he could find the successor of the Huajin script, it would not only shock the calligraphy world, but also the archeology world!

His eyes were fixed on the Weibo comments section on his phone.

Since Su Junye said that he didn’t know whose paper it was, he would look for it!

Song Heng protected Su Qianrou, so no one else could say anything.

Today’s shooting was already completed, and the staff had already started to pack up the equipment.

Pei Xi gave Ren Guanghua a call.

Si Jingchuan glared at Su Qianrou.

Only Su Ji, the person involved, was very indifferent. She argued with the netizens with great interest and listed the benefits of a woman being in power!

As she was typing, she received a WeChat message.

Although they were no longer in the same group, they still had each other on WeChat.

[ Zhou Xuefang: “I’m sorry, Su Ji. That Weibo post became viral because I accidentally liked it. I already unliked it, but I didn’t expect those people to repost it. I’m really sorry. I hope it won’t affect our relationship at work.” ]

Su Ji laughed.

This was a provocation.

The comments section was still filled with “hahahaha”.

Because Su Ji’s popularity had increased recently, she had more fans.

Therefore, it was interesting to know that she had fans who did not care that Su Ji was a bad student.

At this moment, a verified account, Zhu Mingzhang, the head of the Calligraphy Department of A University, left a message.

His profile picture had been changed to the picture of him standing in front of the devil concubine’s calligraphy and making a peace sign.

[ “May I know who is this Su Ji you’re talking about? Do you have her contact information? The handwriting that appeared on this paper was the Huajin script style that had been lost for more than a thousand years!” ]

Immediately, the comments section became silent.

For more than three minutes!

[ “F * ck! I’ve just confirmed with Weibo. He’s really a professor of calligraphy in A University!” ]

[ “What’s Huajin script style? Su Ji’s handwriting is indeed nice, but what is Huajin script style???” ]

[ “From Baidu Baike, ‘Huajin script style is a style of writing that only appeared in the Shang Dynasty. It is also the most unique style of calligraphy in history. As it is quite different from traditional calligraphy styles such as Jinkai and Tangkai, it has a strong character and is even called the original in the history of calligraphy.'” ]

[ “Really? Su Ji knows how to write in Huajin? Isn’t she uncultured?” ]

Pei Xi and Si Jingchuan were dumbfounded when they saw the sudden change in public opinion.

The two of them looked at Su Ji in unison.

“Su Ji…is this bearded old man telling the truth? You know how to write in Huajin?”

“Boss, even if this old man is wrong, you must not deny it! The netizens are calling you ‘boss’ now!”

Pei Xi thought that her future sister-in-law was a cute little bimbo. She did not care about it at all because her third brother was already too smart. It was just right for the two of them to be together.

But now, she suddenly realized that Su Ji was cultured!

Su Ji did not expect that the handwriting could be recognized in modern times. If she had known earlier, she would have used her left hand to write…

**

Meanwhile, when Pei Huai saw Pei Xi’s message, he was in the study, signing a contract.

He looked at the netizens’ comments, and his tightly furrowed brows gradually eased.

In that case, there was no need to delete the post. Leaving it there would be helpful to Su Ji instead.

He noticed another thing.

If it was Zhu Mingzhang from A University…

Su Ji’s handwriting was in the Huajin style of the great Shang Dynasty, which even the best calligraphers could not imitate…

The Shang Dynasty again…

Pei Huai closed his eyes and thought of the calligraphy and painting that Su Ji had taken.

The handwriting was also of Huajin style, but there were two kinds of handwriting.

He had a photographic memory. Even though the painting was no longer hung in his study, he could still remember it clearly.

However, because the language of the great Shang was quite different from the modern language, it was difficult to notice if one did compare them carefully.

Zhu Mingzhang’s words reminded Pei Huai about it.

He carefully compared the handwriting in his mind. In the painting, one of the handwriting was very similar to the handwriting on Su Ji’s paper.

Therefore, it must be from the same person…

Therefore, Pei Huai, the king of jealousy, wanted to know whose handwriting the other belonged to…

His eyebrows furrowed.

If others knew about it, they would be so scared.

But Pei Huai wasn’t

He didn’t care why Su Ji’s handwriting appeared in the painting. He only cared about whose handwriting was also in the painting!

The look in eyes gradually became cold, and his dark eyes were like the deep winter night.

Shen Mu was checking the contract at the side, but he suddenly felt a tension in the air…

He couldn’t help but shiver. He turned around and found the source.

Although he was very afraid, Shen Mu still forced himself to hand over the contract that he just checked.

“Boss…please sign here…”

Pei Huai received it expressionlessly and signed his name.

However, the moment he saw his signature…