Hearing this question, Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly:
"My father doesn't know calligraphy. As for a master, I don't have a master."
My father doesn’t know calligraphy and doesn’t even have a master?!
Ye Chen's answer was unexpected by everyone present.
At first, they thought that Ye Chen could not calligraphy, or that his calligraphy level was very poor, not even the lowest level, so people thought that Ye Chen's father, or master, in the Chinese Calligraphers Association, even if he was not the secretary
A powerful person like the president or deputy secretary-general should at least be a director.
But now Ye Chen told them that his father didn't know calligraphy and didn't even have a master. How could this happen?
Everyone had doubtful expressions on their faces, feeling extremely surprised and puzzled.
"Well, little brother, which of your elders is a member of the Chinese Calligraphers Association?"
The round-faced girl asked again. She asked tactfully. In fact, what she wanted to ask more was - who from the Chinese Calligraphers Association brought you here, and who is your background?
It's just that asking like this seems very rude and not very nice, so the girl with a round face spoke politely.
"I don't have any elders who are members of the Chinese Calligraphers Association."
Ye Chen shook his head and denied it again.
Ye Chen's words once again exceeded everyone's expectations. He has no backer in the Chinese Calligraphers Association, so how did he get in?
No, could it be that he sneaked in quietly while there were many people, or that he pretended to be a junior of a member of an association and followed that member in while the member of the association wasn't paying attention?
The tall boy couldn't help but guess. He thought for a long time, and it seemed that only these two answers were more reasonable. As for Ye Chen coming in for his own reasons, neither the tall boy nor the people around him paid attention to this at all.
think.
Ye Chen is about the same age as them. After all, you can't let a student have the same thoughts and consciousness as the teacher. Everyone present has a backer, and they are lucky enough to enter the conference because they follow elders such as their father and master.
As a result, Ye Chen told them that he did not have any elders in the Chinese Calligraphers Association, which was very abnormal.
The round-faced girl completely lost interest in Ye Chen and stopped talking to Ye Chen. Others who paid attention to Ye Chen also shook their heads at this moment and looked away from Ye Chen. Such a person did not deserve their special attention.
Next to Ye Chen, the tall boy had a look of disdain and sarcasm on his face.
"that"
The tall boy looked at Ye Chen meaningfully and said:
"I don't care how you got in, but I don't think you are qualified to sit here with us, especially next to me. Now, either you take the initiative to go aside and don't sit with us."
"Otherwise, I'll call the security personnel here and kick you out."
Hearing the tall boy's fierce tone, the others looked over again, as if they were watching a show.
"If I were you, I would take the initiative to walk away and go to the side. I was too lazy to call the staff over."
"It would be better for us if you leave on your own, if you"
The tall boy held his hands in front of his chest and ordered from a high position.
However, before the tall boy finished speaking, a voice suddenly interrupted him.
"Vice President Ye, you are here. You can make it easier for us to find you." Read the book
The tall boy was a little unhappy when he heard someone interrupting him. He already regarded himself as the leader of this small group of people. When he was talking, someone interrupted him. This was not good!
The tall boy turned his head sharply, wanting to scold the person who interrupted him, but when he saw the person coming clearly, his expression suddenly changed.
"Secretary-General Zhang?!"
The tall boy said hello fearfully.
Secretary General?!!
After learning the identity of the visitor from the tall boy, the expressions of the round-faced girl and others immediately became serious.
This is actually the secretary-general of the Calligraphy Association?!
To them, this is a real big shot.
Most of these people participated in the conference of the Chinese Calligraphers Association for the first time. Except for a few people who were familiar with their fathers and masters, they did not know any other members of the association. After all, they could not reach that level.
"Secretary-General Zhang, what are you doing here?"
Because his father is one of the deputy secretaries-general of the Chinese Calligraphers Association, the tall boy recognized the identity of the person and asked quickly.
This is where juniors like them stay. What the dignified secretary-general of the Chinese Calligraphers Association is doing here is inconsistent with his status.
Are there any descendants of Secretary-General Zhang here?
"I'm here to see Vice President Ye, you don't need to worry about me."
Secretary-General Zhang replied, and after that, he bypassed a few people and came to Ye Chen's side respectfully.
Vice President Ye?!!!
After hearing what Secretary-General Zhang called Ye Chen, the tall boy, round-faced girl and others were all stunned.
Vice president, this boy is the vice president of the Chinese Calligraphers Association?
OMG, is this real?!!!
This person who is about the same age as them is actually an unattainable super boss, the vice president of the Chinese Calligraphers Association?!!!
Unbelievable, too unbelievable.
The tall boy and others were so frightened that they could not say a word.
"Vice President Ye, President, I asked you to look for you. I searched around the scene and finally found you here. With your identity, how can you sit with these juniors?"
Secretary-General Zhang spoke.
"I was invited here by the reception staff, and I have been staying here."
Ye Chen answered.
"Oh, I guess the reception staff thought you were too young and thought you were someone's junior, so they invited you here. Vice President Ye, I'm really sorry. It was my negligence."
Secretary-General Zhang apologized to Ye Chen repeatedly.
"Your seat has been arranged in the first row, right next to the president. Please follow me."
Secretary-General Zhang quickly corrected the mistake.
"Um."
Ye Chen got up and walked in front.
Secretary-General Zhang was just about to chase Ye Chen, but suddenly thought of something and stopped immediately.