Fortunately, at present, Zheng Ya does not know his status in Shaolin, and at this time, he does not recognize himself, and after the treacherous and cunning Master Yonglin glanced at Zheng Ya quickly, he immediately turned his eyes away smartly.

Uncle Xiao was there, but I didn't see it, so Uncle Xiao sat wherever he liked.

Master Yonglin quickly chose not to see Zheng Ya, in fact, it was out of several considerations, first, Zheng Ya's identity and status have not yet been exposed, and Master De'an also said that he likes to be a low-key person, since this is the case, then Zheng Ya can secretly naturalize Shaolin without fanfare.

Second, it's a little unbearable on the face, Zheng Ya looks too young, and it's really a little embarrassing to let an old man call him uncle, and it's really uncomfortable for a while, when it's not used to it.

Third, that is, Zheng Ya is really not particularly suitable to appear in the public now, similar to this kind of gathering, there are many masters of various sects, and there are several masters at the grandmaster level, if Shaolin invites a little uncle who is only about 20 years old, and at first glance he is still a young man, will other sects see jokes.

If Zheng Ya came to his side, he wouldn't be too comfortable.

According to Master Yonglin's prediction, with Zheng Ya's current age, even if he has cultivated internal strength, I am afraid that he is still at the first level, that is, below the triple heaven, and he should not break through to the fourth layer, let alone the grandmaster level.

At this time, if Zheng Ya sits in too high a position, it is actually equivalent to being roasted on the fire.

If nothing happened, Master Yonglin sat down, but, if you observe carefully, you will find that his current sitting posture is a bit peculiar, the whole buttocks, only two-thirds of them are sitting on the chair, but one-third of them are hanging outside the chair, and when you look outside, it seems that when the elders are lecturing, the juniors are cautious, sitting on the chair and listening.

Vice President Zhao sat in his place with a golden sword, and immediately sensed the slightest strangeness of Master Yonglin, and couldn't help but ask softly, "Master?" What are you? ”

Master Yonglin remained silent, and said an irrelevant sentence in his mouth: "Hey, ten men have nine hemorrhoids." ”

Vice President Zhao suddenly showed a compreceptive expression, and said softly: "Understand, understand, toothache is not a disease, it hurts really badly." ”

Master Yonglin said in his heart, you understand a hammer, one palm is upright, and his mouth says: "Amitabha." ”

When everyone arrives, the meeting begins.

The whole party was quite long, from 10 a.m. to 10 p.m., which was naturally divided into many parts.

After everyone arrived, the party began to enter the first stage, and the bigwigs of the party gave speeches.

When Vice President Zhao came in, he automatically walked behind Master Yonglin, but when he gave a speech, he represented the Martial Arts Association behind him, and there was no doubt that he needed to be the first to play.

These are some unspoken rules, don't look at your high morality, but the Martial Arts Association is a manager after all, with innate advantages, everyone needs to respect the Martial Arts Association.

A beautiful face of the master of ceremonies said loudly on it: "First of all, let us welcome President Zhao with warm applause for the speech of this gathering. ”

In the warm applause, Vice President Zhao bowed slightly to Master Yonglin, and then strode to the front desk of the hall facing the round table like a stage, and stood on the edge of a stand microphone.

With a fist hug, Vice President Zhao hugged his fists around and saluted, and then took the big red bronzing speech from the ceremonial hand behind him, and began to deliver a loud speech: "Martial arts heroes all over the world, all heroes are world-...... heroes, in order to highlight the pride of heroes and discuss the development of Chinese martial arts, today, my martial arts association is the east, and we sincerely invite all heroes and heroes in the capital to gather together, and please prepare your own special skills, and the heroes who come to gather, communicate together."

Vice President Zhao's speech was sonorous and powerful, and his voice was like a bell, but it was quite imposing, which fully demonstrated the characteristics of the Armed Forces Association.

With great momentum, Vice President Zhao summarized the work of the Martial Arts Association in recent years, and said that with the joint efforts of various martial arts masters, with the strong support of various sects, and through the unremitting efforts of the Martial Arts Association, it has made great progress and made important achievements in many aspects.

He said that the rapid rise of various traditional martial arts halls and the resurgence of various traditional national martial arts have injected new impetus and vitality into Chinese martial arts.

As leaders, they are all very capable, Vice President Zhao's speech, and at the same time the work report of the Beijing Martial Arts Association, gave more than an hour.

On the way, on several occasions, it was actually applauded by the whole house, and the venue resounded with thunderous applause.

It is estimated that this morning, I have to listen to the report, but fortunately, the party is a tea party, and there are all kinds of fruits and refreshments on the table, so it is not too boring to sit and listen to the report.

Zheng Ya and Wu Qing were not very happy in their hearts, and they didn't buy it much, so the main energy of the two of them was put on the fruits on the table, not to mention, the fruits here are still very good, less than two inches long, green dates or something, the taste is not bad, crisp and crisp, quite refreshing.

Zheng Ya gave full play to his combat effectiveness and did it.

In other words, the martial arts heroes in the hall came mainly to communicate, and on this occasion, everyone has to be quite reserved if they want to eat fruits, didn't they see the few people opposite Zheng Ya holding watermelons, eating a few bites and stopping a few times, nodding slightly, expressing their extreme agreement with Vice President Zhao's report?

Sometimes, when I hear the highlights, the watermelon applauds.

Good guys, Zheng Ya and Wu Qing, they just ate and drank, if it weren't for the fact that the amount of fruit and tea on the table was very sufficient, the four people on the opposite side had the ability and two foodies.

Although they were not in the mood or interested in making friends with Zheng Ya and Wu Qing, and they did not disturb the two of them in the sweep, but in their expressions, there was that kind of inexplicable contempt, that kind of contempt, and that kind of attitude of not looking at the two of them squarely, which a clear-eyed person could see at a glance.

Zheng Ya is not a fool, Zheng Ya can also see it, but Zheng Ya really doesn't have the same mind as them, anyway, after today's party, everyone's circle is different, and there are quite few opportunities for contact, and no one will be on anyone, anyway, today's image is already black and purple, so I don't care what others think.

As a martial arts hero, Zheng Ya thinks that Lao Tzu just wants to eat a lot of fruit and drink a lot of drinks, that is bold, fake, that is a hypocrite.

Wu Qing saw that Zheng Ya's demeanor was natural, and if there was no one around, he simply followed suit and feasted on it, anyway, his friends are like this, and Lao Tzu will not get too much favor if he pretends to be reserved, so it is better to fill his stomach.

A millet banana, after Wu Qing tore it open, he shoved it into his mouth, and his mouth was full with a single bite......

At this time, Vice President Zhao read aloud in front of him: "Especially at the end of August last year, Huashan discussed the sword, and the heroes of the world gathered, and Zheng Ya, the golden boy of my country's Shaolin lay disciple, overcame the heroes, won the crown, and defended the glory ......of my country's art."

Shaolin lay disciple Golden Boy Zheng Ya!

Wu Qing couldn't help choking on the banana in his mouth, choking, and coughing vigorously.

Zheng Ya was also stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, no, there are times when he is famous at this conference.

Seeing Wu Qing choked like this, Zheng Ya not only laughed secretly, but also raised his hand to pat him on the back a few times, shrugged his shoulders, and said in his mouth: "China, there are many people with the same name." ”

Wu Qingxin is strange, a Shaolin lay disciple, his combat power is extraordinary, and Zheng Ya, the golden boy who won glory for the national art in the mouth of Vice President Zhao, should be his companion.

Rolling his eyes, Wu Qing thought to himself, yes, Vice President Zhao praised it in the report, but he didn't know that the golden boy Zheng Ya was sitting in the venue, and it was an inconspicuous corner.

Master Yonglin, who was in the middle, secretly glanced at Zheng Ya, and found with a smile that Uncle Xiao was now feasting without any image, and when he heard Vice President Zhao's summary, his face showed a very wonderful expression.

Interesting.

Uncle Xiao didn't know that he was already Uncle Xiao, and today he pretended to be confused, and he fooled this matter, and when he saw Uncle Xiao in the future, he said that he didn't see it today.

Hearing Vice President Zhao talk about the golden boy Zheng Ya, on the other table, Pavilion Master Zhang laughed: "Old Mo, it seems that the disciple of your Yuntie just now is also called Zheng Ya, hehe, don't tell me, he is the golden boy, right?" ”

(End of chapter)