Chapter 2039 The Prince of the Lu Family Enters 2

Meng Songbai was a little ashamed.

"Yes, in country R, ​​calligraphy is a compulsory course in primary schools, and they hold various large and small calligraphy competitions every year, and they take it very seriously.

From this point of view, we in China are really inferior. "

In China, not to mention primary school students, even those adults are very few who know calligraphy, and only a handful of them are really interested in it.

In fact, sometimes we have to admit that the decline of traditional culture is also caused by them themselves.

If your country doesn’t pay attention to it, no wonder others will come to snatch it.

Xia Weibao nodded, agreeing with Meng Songbai's view.

When she first traveled through time, she felt that the younger generation in China had too little understanding of traditional culture. Later, when she became a cultural ambassador, her feelings became even more profound.

Such a trend is so chilling.

There were more and more people. Lu Hualiang lowered his head and glanced at his lonely son. It seemed that he might be squeezed away at any time. He frowned.

Finally, he let go of Xia Weibao's hand and took Lu Qixiu's hand, "Follow closely."

Lu Qixiu was flattered, and his father was transferred?

The few of them hung out for a while. Xia Weibao watched some children from Country R writing calligraphy and nodded to express his praise.

At such an age, it is already quite impressive to be able to write at such a level.

While she was watching, she discussed with Meng Songbai in a low voice, discussing the cultural differences between the two countries and their importance to see if there was any way to improve the domestic situation.

As he was talking, he saw a pair of shoes blocking his face.

Xia Weibao raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him expressionlessly.

His hair is gray and his face is covered with wrinkles. Although he is smiling, he looks uncomfortable no matter what.

"Old Meng, I didn't expect to see you here today. It's been a long time. I heard that there was a car accident on the road this morning. Fortunately, you are okay."

Meng Songbai responded with the same smile, "Really? Maybe I was lucky and didn't see the car accident, but Qi Lao, your legs seem to be more agile than before. I just saw that you were walking without any serious problems, so I'm relieved. However, you must take good care of your leg problems, especially when going up and down stairs."

"Haha, don't worry, Old Man Meng. My legs are all in the past. They are very healthy now. But you must be careful when you go out. Ask the driver to drive slower when you go back. It's really chaotic outside recently."

"Don't worry, Mr. Boruqi. It's better to take the time to check your leg injury when you have time. I heard that people who have broken their legs once can easily break it a second time. By the way, you seem to be going on stage to give a speech later, right? , the stairs are a bit high, are you really okay?"

The two of them were going back and forth, and they were all concerned about each other's situation.

It looked like long-time friends meeting each other, and it was extremely warm.

But this kind of mutual concern makes people very uncomfortable.

Xia Weibao was a little confused.

I always feel like these two people are weird.

The way he talks is so weird.

The two chatted for a while, and the exchange meeting was about to begin, so Qi Lao reluctantly left.

As soon as he left, Meng Songbai's face immediately dropped.

Xia Weibao still couldn't quite understand what was going on. The two of them had been talking back and forth for nearly an hour. They were both concerned about the recent traffic conditions and each other's old leg problems. What was the core content.

I couldn't help but ask, "Minister Meng, are you an old friend of Mr. Qi just now?"

"Forget it, he is the Minister of the National Calligraphy Department of Country R."