Before the old man finished speaking, he patted the staff on the shoulder reassuringly, and continued: "I see that President Tan is about to give the book association to Li Yun."
In the end, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Although I really want to give it away, I just don't know if Li Yun is willing. No, I have to hurry up and get close to Li Yun!"
After the old man finished expressing his emotions, he walked into the Xiaocheng Calligraphy Association without further delay.
The onlookers and the media reporters were a little far away, and they didn't hear what the old man and the staff said. They could only vaguely see the stunned look of the staff, and a trace of surprise leaked out.
***
The Zhao family sat in the car, a little far away.
Didn't see why.
"What did that group of people do just now?" Zhao Wanru asked the reporter in the car.
Su Sibo and Mrs. Zhao also listened curiously.
The reporter answered the conversation a little excitedly, swinging the camera, "Those were all the presidents of the major book associations just now, and they seem to have come out to pick up someone."
"So that's how it is." Zhao Wanru was thoughtful.
Could it be that this time the Book Association has come with a character with an even more extraordinary background?
Thinking of this, Zhao Wanru quickly took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhao Xinyu.
***
Li Yun didn't enter the grading classroom, and was directly invited into the office of the president of the Book Association by the presidents with good words.
On the desk in the office, there is a calligraphy work.
It was her work when she was first graded.
Li Yun's black eyes narrowed a little, and he blinked slowly.
"Your cloud writing is really amazing!" Tan Yue made no secret of his admiration, "I was fortunate to have seen Master Ly's works in the imperial capital, and your cloud writing is almost as good as Master Ly's."
"It's okay." Li Yun lowered his eyes, his eyes were calm, and slowly spit out two words.
When Yu Yan and Lu Yue heard this, their eyes stared straight at Li Yun, as if they couldn't even turn it.
So it turns out that Li Yun's level has reached the height of Master Ly?
What the hell, simply, perverted!
Tan Yue smiled. Li Yun's calm attitude made the presidents of the Book Association present all show expressions of appreciation.
To engage in soft pens, you should have such a state of mind.
"Although we feel that re-grading is a bit redundant for you, you still have to write another copy according to the grading procedure." Tan Yue asked for Li Yun's opinion.
Li Yun nodded, "Yes."
Tan Yue was ready a long time ago, and just sent the brush to Li Yun.
Li Yun raised his eyebrows and spread out the rice paper.
Holding the brush in one hand, he tapped on the table twice with the other hand, and said unhurriedly: "What font to write?"
Tan Yue's voice trembled, he raised his eyes to meet the girl's faint eyebrows, and asked tentatively, "What font do you know?"
"A little bit." Li Yun said after thinking for a while.
The airflow in the entire office was suffocated for a few seconds.
There was an unbelievable light in the eyes of a group of elderly people who were over fifty years old.
It took a long time for Tan Yue to regain his voice, trembling a little, "Otherwise you would write such a word for every kind of thing you know."
Li Yun's star pupils flickered, and his eyes fell on the rice paper.
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