Chapter 568: Another Change (16/62)

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Meng Zitao smiled and said: "I think, his old man is just talking about it, not to mention how happy he is in his heart." ā€

Zheng Chenghan smiled, looked at the brocade box that Meng Zitao was carrying, and asked, "It looks like it's missing again?"

Meng Zitao said: "I picked up a leak and found another problematic porcelain. ā€

Zheng Chenghan said: "You are telling your master, I don't understand." ā€

Meng Zitao said: "This piece of porcelain may trouble you. ā€

"Hmm, what's going on?" Zheng Chenghan was a little surprised.

Meng Zitao replied: "The porcelain I found is probably in the collection of a local museum. ā€

Zheng Chenghan was surprised when he heard this answer, but he was not too surprised, because he had encountered similar cases before: "Tell me, what's going on." ā€

"Let's talk about it after seeing the master. ā€

"Good. ā€

When the two of them came to the hall, Zheng Anzhi had just taken a nap and was listening to Peking Opera, he looked at Meng Zitao's hand and said with a smile: "What good things have you found?"

"You should take a look at this imitation brother kiln Sanyang Zun first. Meng Zitao opened the brocade box and took out the things.

"Huh?" Zheng Anzhi looked at it for a while, the puzzle on his face became stronger and stronger, and finally asked, "Where did you get this thing?" ā€

Meng Zitao didn't answer directly, and said, "Do you always feel a little familiar?" ā€

Zheng Anzhi looked at Sanyangzun and said, "Yes, I think I should have seen this thing before, but I can't remember it for a while, where did I see it?"

So, Meng Zitao told all the causes and consequences of the incident: "That's it, I guess there are rats in the museum." ā€

"Eat what is inside and outside!" Zheng An slapped the table angrily, and then said: "Cheng Han, these giant rats must be brought to justice!"

"Yes!" Zheng Chenghan habitually stood upright, and then said with a wry smile: "The annual leave I just took ......"

Zheng Anzhi waved his hand: "Just let the heart arrive, you have to have the heart to have time in the future, and I won't leave right away." ā€

Zheng Chenghan said with a smile: "Of course you can live a long life, then I will go to Lingshi to accompany you in the future." ā€

Next, Zheng Chenghan called someone to come over, prepared to take notes, and brought back the physical evidence.

Then, Meng Zitao took out the other two things and let the master appreciate them. Seeing such a boutique, Zheng Anzhi's mood is also much better.

The master and apprentice discussed for a moment, and Zheng Chenghan said while drinking tea: "You remember tomorrow's calligraphy exchange meeting." ā€

Meng Zitao said: "Remember, let's start at half past nine tomorrow." ā€

"The time hasn't changed, the place hasn't changed, but the content of the meeting has changed. ā€

"Ah, what has become of it?" Meng Zitao was surprised, how did the charity gala turn into a charity auction exchange meeting before, and now this calligraphy exchange meeting has also changed.

Zheng Anzhi said with a smile: "It's also an exchange meeting, but there is a voting session, and dozens of calligraphy enthusiasts will be invited to vote on the calligraphy works of the participating teachers, so you shouldn't worry that you will be at the bottom, right?"

Meng Zitao was very confident in his calligraphy level and would not worry about his grades at all, but he was still very curious about how he suddenly changed the content of the exchange meeting.

"Master, what's going on?"

Zheng Anzhi explained: "It's very simple to say, the digital TV education channel made a calligraphy program in order to promote calligraphy during the summer vacation, and the director is also a lover of calligraphy. ā€

Meng Zitao was surprised: "In other words, there will be TV at the exchange meeting?"

Zheng Anzhi said with a smile: "This is recorded, and it is estimated that it will not be on TV until August, so you don't have to be nervous then, if there is anything inappropriate, it will be deleted." ā€

Meng Zitao scratched his head, and he didn't know what to say, why was he suddenly going to be on TV?

Then, he immediately thought of a question: "Why didn't Xu Lao tell me about this matter?"

Zheng Anzhi scolded with a smile: "This old guy is afraid of your stage fright, and plans to tell you when you get there tomorrow and cook the raw rice into cooked rice." ā€

When Meng Zitao heard that this was the case, he couldn't help but be a little speechless.

Zheng Anzhi smiled: "Okay, you just have to know this in your heart, remember to come back with a certificate of merit tomorrow, I made a bet with Lao Xu, you can't let me lose." ā€

Meng Zitao smiled bitterly in his heart, the master has spoken, what else can he say?

Early the next morning, Meng Zitao drove to a well-known resort in Beijing, where the exchange meeting was held.

When Meng Zitao arrived at the resort, it was only before nine o'clock, and Xu Youhao had not yet come, so Meng Zitao waited at the door of the resort for a while, during which many participants passed by, including two guests who participated in the HLKD charity auction exchange meeting.

Seeing Ren Kexin helping Xu Youhao to come over, Meng Zitao greeted people and greeted him.

After a few words of greeting, Meng Zitao smiled and said, "Elder Xu, you can take my army." ā€

Xu Youhao laughed and said: "I know that Xiao Meng, you are more modest, so you can only cut it first and then play, this is your invitation, and I will use this registration to compete later." ā€

Meng Zitao touched his nose: "Old Xu, can I not do it?"

Xu Youhao said with a smile: "If you are not afraid that your master will beat you, you can also don't." ā€

Meng Zitao shook his head with a smile: "It's still the 'thoughtful' you always think, and I made a bet with my master in advance." ā€

Xu Youhao said with a smile: "So there is a saying that 'ginger is still old and spicy', you have to learn a little." ā€

"Admire!" Meng Zitao arched his hand to Xu Youhao.

Ren Kexin giggled beside her.

Although there is a TV station to record today, because it is a small-scale exchange meeting, the insiders are generally calligraphy lovers in the capital, so these are basically the people who come. In addition, there are a small number of people who find the exchange meeting interesting and rely on the relationship.

It's not that Meng Zitao didn't want to invite relatives and friends to come over to cheer and cheer, but it was a coincidence that Shu Ze and Sima Yuelan returned to Jinling for something, and Zhong Jinxian and Tian Mengmeng went abroad for a tour, and it is estimated that it will take at least ten days and half a month to come back.

And like Lu Chengbao and them, Meng Zitao always felt that there was a layer of relationship, so he simply didn't invite them over.

The three of them followed the welcome into the banquet hall, which had been rearranged at this time, and the front row was the special class, and most of the people sitting here were guests who were about to come to the stage to show their calligraphy, and among these people, except for Mencius, were already well-known calligraphers.

Speaking of which, with the holding of the last exchange meeting, now Mencius's calligraphy has also been recognized, but although there is an intersection between antiques and calligraphy circles, it is still somewhat different, so in the real calligraphy circle, Mencius Tao is still a little obscure, even if some people have heard of Mencius, but it is only limited to impressions.

With the passage of time, several old-timers in the calligraphy industry in Beijing also arrived one after another, and Xu Youhao introduced Meng Zitao and his predecessors.

I heard that it was Zheng Anzhi's close disciple, several old-timers were more enthusiastic about Meng Zitao, including one Yang Lao, he was a well-known calligrapher in China, and he had studied cursive writing, he should have heard of Meng Zitao's calligraphy level, and warmly invited Meng Zitao to come to his house as a guest after the conference, and Meng Zitao also politely agreed.

Just as everyone was chatting, Meng Zitao suddenly found that Ren Kexin's face changed, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"Sister Xin, what's wrong?" Meng Zitao asked.

Ren Kexin gritted his teeth and said: "He is my ex-husband, a bastard with sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet!"

Meng Zitao doesn't know much about Ren Kexin's family situation, only knows that she was married once, divorced her ex-husband three years later, and has never had children, it is said that the reason for the divorce is precisely because she has not had children, but what the specific situation is, Meng Zitao does not know much about it, and he did not ask more.

Unexpectedly, on this occasion today, Ren Kexin's ex-husband would actually come over...... (To be continued.) )