Another calligrapher said indignantly, "Little Wu, you've also got a dishonest side to you."
Zhang Ye stood forward to say, "Dear seniors, I did not mean to hide it from you all. I am just used to wearing sunglasses most of the time."
Mr Feng said in a disagreeing manner, "In any case, you have offended us, so tell us how you'd settle this!"
Zhang Ye asked, "How should I settle this?"
Mr Feng glanced at him. "Gift 'Ode of Mulan' to me."
Zhang Ye said, "...but that’s my present for President Wu's birthday."
"I don't care." Mr Feng said stubbornly, "In any case, I will be taking it with me later! No one can fight with me for it. Whoever wants to fight with me, I will not give them any face!"
Everyone: "..."
Master Zhou was also tickled. "Old Feng, look at yourself... you are a calligrapher."
Mr Feng said in a matter-of-factly manner, "Having encountered good stuff like that, I don't care about my demeanor anymore. Little Wu, the poem I asked from Little Zhang earlier, I will give it back to you. I want 'Ode of Mulan' instead!"
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "That's not possible. This is Little Zhang's present to me. It's also the best and most favorite present I have received in many years. Teacher Feng, you can't steal my most beloved item. You can have any calligraphy scroll you want, except this 'Ode of Mulan'. It is my treasure!"
Mr Feng did not give up. "Then lend it to me for a few days."
Wu Zeqing shook her head, "Hur Hur, I'm not lending this one out."
Mr Feng was so angry that his eyes were nearly popping out. "Why are you so stingy!"
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Other calligraphic works are OK, except for this one."
The ink had dried and Wu Zeqing walked over gracefully. She looked over 'Ode of Mulan' one more time with an expression of ecstasy before getting someone to keep it away for her.
Master Zhou came over to resolve things, "Haha, come on Old Feng. This is a gift from Little Zhang to Little Wu, and also a poem celebrating a woman's achievements. What would you want it for?"
Mr Feng said, "I wanted to give it to my wife. She would definitely love it to death!"
Zhang Ye coughed, "Teacher Feng, why don't I write another 'Ode of Mulan' for you?