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Chapter 771 Do you have the sword of Gryffindor?

The next day, Zhang Zhong and his family went to Central America.

The children's artist event originally planned to be held last week was rescheduled for some reasons and postponed to this week. It is not a grand event in itself, so the change of time is nothing.

However, there are still some problems for some children who come from other places, and they need to change their itinerary.

When the family arrived, many children and parents had already arrived.

Most of these children are around ten years old. The younger one is about seven or eight years old and Pengpeng is about the same age. The older one is about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Except for a few older children who came alone, the other children were accompanied by their parents. Most children were accompanied by at most two parents. She was the only one like Pengpeng who was accompanied by four parents.

Li Shuo held her son's hand and couldn't help but yawn. He worked overtime until eleven o'clock yesterday and didn't come home until midnight. It was already midnight after washing and lying on the bed. Today, he brought his son to attend the Central Academy of Fine Arts' Children's Artists Competition.

activity, he got up at around five o'clock in the morning.

He and his wife are very busy at work. Li Shuo's parents usually take care of their son, but today's event is at Central America after all. The old lady and the others are illiterate, so he has to come over. As for his wife, she works as a nurse in the hospital.

Today happens to be her day shift.

"Dad, will I go to school here in the future?" his son Li Zini asked, tugging on his arm.

Li Shuo smiled and said, "Do you want to study here?"

"Of course I do. Our teacher used to go to school here. Only very talented people can come to school here."

Hearing his son's words, Li Shuo smiled happily and said, "Then you must work hard and listen to your teacher's words, otherwise you will not be able to go to school here in the future."

"Uh-huh."

After talking to his son for a few words, Li Shuo's sleepiness was mostly gone. At this time, many children and parents came, and he looked over at them. Among these children, his Li Zini's age was considered

Small.

Li Zini is only eight years old today, but Li Shuo sent him to learn painting when he was three years old, and it has been five years now.

This kid is also up to par. Their parents don't have any art talent, but he has always performed well and won several awards in art competitions in the past few years. That's why the teacher of their studio recommended Li Zini for this event.

Hey, this little girl doesn't look very old.

As soon as Li Shuo swept through the crowd, he saw four adults walking over with a pink and cute little girl. The girl was about the same age as his Li Zini.

All the children who can participate in this children's artist activity are relatively talented children, and this girl is certainly no exception. However, this situation made Li Shuo smack his lips. Judging from this situation, three generations of a family of five came.

"I'm going to—"

Li Shuo suddenly rubbed his eyes. He felt that he had not woken up and had hallucinations. He actually saw Zhang Zhong here?

I rubbed my eyes again, and there was still no change in tension.

Are they real or fake? They don't just look alike.

But then he saw several teachers from Central America saying hello to Zhang Zhong, and they looked very familiar.

Seeing this scene, Li Shuo was basically certain that this person was Zhang Zhong.

"Dad, where are you going?"

Li Zini was looking around when he felt a force coming from his hand and his father was pulling him to the side.

Li Shuo smiled and said to his son, "I'm going to see my idol."



Zhang Zhong said hello to several teachers from CAFA, but he did not see Wu Ziyun. Wu Ziyun will probably come out soon.

Just as he was about to pull Pengpeng forward, he saw a man pulling a child and walking over with a smile.

"Zhang Da, hello, hello, I'm a fan of your books."

It is normal to meet a book lover. Zhang Zhong smiled and greeted him, "Hello, are you bringing your children to participate in the event?"

"Yes, yes, my son studies painting and does well at it, so their teacher recommended him to participate in this event."

"Kids, come on." Zhang Zhong smiled and gave Li Zini a cheer.

Pengpeng saw a child and smiled generously, "Hello, my name is Zhang Pengpeng, what's your name?"

Li Zini is relatively introverted and shrank behind his father, "My name is Li Zini."

"Li Zini?" Pengpeng pronounced the second character softly, just like civet.

Li Zini quickly corrected, "It's Li Zini."

"Well, well, Li Zini." Pengpeng read it correctly this time. She looked at the shy Li Zini and said with a smile, "You must be younger than me. Just call me Sister Pengpeng from now on."

Zhang Zhong pouted, this girl likes to be called sister. Qin Zhao is several years older than her and insists on being called senior sister.

When she came here just now, she saw that most of the children here were older than her, and she was a little depressed. Now she saw one younger than her, and she felt very good. But in fact, Li Zini is a few months older than Peng Peng, but

He is a little shorter than her.

Li Zini bit her lip and didn't call her, but she didn't care and continued, "I'm very familiar with this place. Just follow me and I'll show you around."

Zhang Zhong looked at Li Zini, who kept leaning behind his father, and felt that this little guy was "scared" by Peng Peng.

"Is this your first time coming to CAFA?" Zhang Zhong asked with a smile.

Li Shuo nodded and said, "Yes, I didn't expect to see you again. Congratulations on winning the Goncourt Literature Prize."

"Thank you." Zhang Chong smiled, "But that was already a few weeks ago."

"Yes, yes, you have to look forward. You will definitely win more awards. We will always support you. I bought all your books. By the way." Li Shuo suddenly thought of something and pulled his son to

In front of me, he said, "Son, don't you really like Harry Potter? The story of Harry Potter was written by this uncle."

Before Zhang Zhong could speak, Pengpeng spoke first, "Yes, yes, Harry Potter was written by my father. Do you like it too? Then do you have the Sword of Gryffindor?"

Originally, when Li Zini heard that Harry Potter was written by the uncle in front of him, stars began to pop up in his eyes, but then when he heard Peng Peng's words, his expression suddenly became aggrieved, and he hid behind his father.

Seeing his son like this, Li Zini patted his head and said to Zhang Zhong with a smile, "I wanted to buy it for him before, but I didn't get the Sword of Gryffindor. He has other peripherals."

"It's okay, there will be more in the near future." Zhang Chong said with a smile. At that time, the limited edition of 10,000 pieces was just to create a gimmick, but later I saw many scalpers on the Internet speculating on the price of Gryffindor's sword, and many people increased the price to several thousand.

Going to buy a sword, Zhang Zhong felt that this limited limit violated his original intention of giving back to fans, so he decided to increase the quantity, starting with 100,000 swords.


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