Entertainment: I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

In the afternoon, after Jiang Shuying changed into his dress, he immediately took Ye Ling to the Kyoto Exhibition Hall of the Calligraphy Association. However, due to the traffic jam on the road, he was still a few minutes late.

After Jiang Shuying got off the car, he looked at the slow Ye Ling and urged anxiously: "Ye Ling, hurry up, you're already several minutes late!"

Ye Ling got out of the car, stretched out, and said nonchalantly: "You're just late, I'm late. I didn't want to come in the first place, and you didn't insist on dragging me here."

"Oh, can you stop being so ink-stained!"

Jiang Shuying walked over anxiously and pulled Ye Ling towards the entrance of the exhibition hall.

"Sir, Madam, please show me your invitation letter!" The two guards at the door stopped the two of them. They looked at the sweatshirt Ye Ling was wearing with a strange expression.

They have been doing this job for several years, and this is the first time they see people wearing sweatshirts and getting ready to go in on such an important occasion!

"LA!"

Jiang Shuying took out two invitation letters and handed them over.

A guard took the invitation, checked it over, and said respectfully: "Sir, Madam, please come in!"

"Thank you!"

Jiang Shuying said thank you politely, then walked in with Ye Ling on her arm.

"Your association has quite a collection of calligraphy!"

Along the way, Ye Ling saw no less than hundreds of works by ancient calligraphy masters, let alone works by modern calligraphy masters!

Jiang Shuying said of course: "Our association spends more than one billion every year just on this collection. In addition, some calligraphy enthusiasts buy calligraphy works at auctions, and some of them are also given away." Our association.”

"Your association is really ruthless in amassing money!" Ye Ling was a little surprised.

According to Jiang Shuying, the Calligraphy Association has spent almost tens of billions in the past ten years. It is so rich that even Ye Ling has to look at it with suspicion.

"whee!"

Jiang Shuying smiled and said: "How about it, do you regret it~.?"

Ye Ling smiled and said nothing!

Money is no different from paper to him. If he wants to make money, he can exchange dozens of gemstone rings similar to Aurora Love directly from Faith Mall, and he can get tens of billions in minutes.

So, regret? It doesn’t exist.

"Who is this? Why did you come in wearing a sweatshirt?"

"In such an important occasion, even if you don't wear a suit and leather shoes, you should at least wear something a little more formal. How can you wear a sweater!"

"Isn't the person next to us the new disciple of our president? How could he stand with such a person?"

"This man looks so familiar. I think I've seen him online."

At this time, people in the exhibition hall also noticed Ye Ling and Jiang Shuying, and started discussing in low voices.

"They all seem to be talking about the sweatshirt you're wearing!" Jiang Shuying laughed.

Ye Ling shrugged and said: "Don't worry about them. Didn't you say that your association will take out Wang Xizhi's original works for this calligraphy exhibition? Take me to see it!"

"You got a bargain this time. Our association has only exhibited Wang Xizhi's original painting twice since it was auctioned the year before last. This is the third time.

As Jiang Shuying said this, he held Ye Ling's arm and walked toward the innermost part of the exhibition hall.

Hearing this, Ye Ling showed an interesting smile and said: "I really want to see who is stronger between this Wang Xizhi's original work and me."

"You'll die if you don't brag!" Jiang Shuying rolled his eyes.

Are you still comparing yourself to Wang Xizhi?

Wang Xizhi is the sage of calligraphy recognized by all calligraphy masters in the past dynasties since the Eastern Jin Dynasty. How do you compare?

"Old Zhao, please open it quickly and let us take a look. I'm so anxious to wait!"

"Yes, I took a plane back from abroad yesterday just to see what kind of calligraphy you said is comparable to Wang Xizhi's. Tell me about your..."

"Mr. Zhao, please stop being so secretive. Open it up and let us all take a look!"

In the innermost part of the exhibition hall, a group of imposing old men in Tang suits and a few young people in formal attire gathered in front of an exhibition stand covered with red cloth, all looking curious.

Zhao Zhongde, who was also wearing a Tang suit, said with a smile: "Don't worry, this work, which in my opinion can be compared with Wang Xizhi's original work, was written by my son-in-law and should be on his way here now." Let’s wait until my son-in-law arrives!”

"Your apprentice son-in-law? When did you accept an apprentice?" an old man with a rough voice asked doubtfully.

Everyone else was also very puzzled. They knew that Zhao Zhongde had never accepted any apprentices in his life, so how could he suddenly accept them?

"I just accepted a disciple. Before I had time to inform everyone, my apprentice brought me such a apprenticeship ceremony. I was so happy that I opened this year's calligraphy exhibition in advance!" Zhao Zhongde said proudly.

"teacher!"

At this time, Jiang Shu also walked over with Ye Ling on his arm.

Ye Ling stared at everyone present and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

These old people are not ordinary people. With that overwhelming momentum, you can feel the pressure even just standing aside and watching.

One of the young men, in particular, had been standing behind an unshaven old man, with his body upright, his hands covered with calluses, and his eyes deep and sharp.

"Shuying, Xiaoye is here!"

When Zhao Zhongde saw Ye Ling and Jiang Shuying coming over, he walked over and introduced them to everyone: "This is my new disciple, and the person next to me is my son-in-law, who is also the author of the "Song of Righteousness"."

After hearing this, everyone looked at Ye Ling.

The old man who had been specially noticed by Ye Ling before was the first to ask: "Boy, are you the calligraphy master that Lao Zhao said is comparable to Wang Xizhi?"

"I don't dare to be a calligraphy master, but it is comparable to Wang Xizhi's original calligraphy (Nuo Qian Zhao). I am confident that I still have this ability." Ye Ling replied neither humble nor arrogant.

"I remembered, your name is Ye Ling, right?" A relatively elegant old man said after recognizing Ye Ling.

"how?"

Zhao Zhongde asked curiously: "Old Zhang, do you know my apprentice son-in-law?"

Zhang Zhiyong smiled and said: "It's not that we know each other, but our bureau is planning to adapt some students' books recently. Someone recommended his song "Bamboo and Stone" to be included in the textbooks for primary school students."

"Inscribed in elementary school textbooks?"

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows. It seemed that this old man was from the Education Bureau, and his power was quite high.

"Shuying, Xiaoye, let me introduce you."

Zhao Zhongde then remembered that neither Ye Ling nor Jiang Shuying knew his old friends, so he introduced him: "This old Zhang's real name is Zhang Zhiyong, and he is the director of the Education Bureau, and this old Li's real name is Li Mingjun, and he is a retired Lieutenant General...".