More People, More Ideas

"That's right. There's no rule that says university students have to know how to play the piano, do calligraphy, and paint. If you don't believe me, you can ask Sergeant Lu. See if he knows all of them?" Mrs. Lin said.

Jiang Yao silently lowered her head and held back her laughter. Lu Xingzhi really did know all of them. When he was young, he had learned to play the piano. He was not proficient, but he should be able to play a little bit.

He was also good at drawing. When Jiang Yao went back to her hometown, she had read his textbooks. He had drawn a lot of things in the textbooks.

Zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting—other than Lu Xingzhi's superb calligraphy and expertise, he knew a little about other skills too, though he was only a beginner.