When he heard the words "Uncle Fang Yang", Meng Qing suddenly felt a boom in his head, and the whole person stood in place as if he had been struck by lightning. Meng Qing saw Master Bai Yan looking at Fang Yang with a kind face, no matter how stupid he was, he could guess what was going on.

Meng Qing now wants to die.

Meng Qing has always regarded himself as a cultural person, he himself studied oil painting since he was a child, and he also studied abroad, and even held a personal small art exhibition, and his father Meng Guohua is even more amazing, is the big disciple of Master Baiyan, he is not only a provincial and ministerial-level senior official, but also a well-known calligrapher in the country. Regarding the fact that his father studied under the famous Master Baiyan, Meng Qing has always been honored.

This moment was when Meng Qing most hoped that his father had never worshiped under Master Baiyan in his life.

Meng Qing's mind was blank, and he walked in front of Master Bai Yan and the others with his mechanical steps.

"Xiaoqing, aren't you talking all day at home about wanting to see your master? Shigong is here today, why don't you come to see him soon? ”

Meng Qing came back to his senses, glanced at Fang Yang with a complicated expression, bowed respectfully to Master Bai Yan, and said:

"Hello Master!"

Master Bai Yan smiled and nodded, and said:

"Xiaoqing has grown so big! I remember the last time I saw you was in junior high school! ”

Meng Guohua said with a smile:

"Teacher, although this kid doesn't do his job all day long, but he has a heartfelt respect for you, this time he came back from abroad, and he was at home all day long talking about coming to the capital to visit your old man!"

Meng Qing felt very depressed, didn't he just not learn calligraphy and Chinese painting according to his father's wishes? Why don't you do your job? In France, the teacher praised his oil painting skills! He actually said that he was not doing his job properly in front of so many people, especially in front of Fang Yang, which made Meng Qing feel even more embarrassed.

However, Meng Guohua has a deep sense of prestige, although Meng Qing is dissatisfied, he does not dare to express himself, and he still has a low eyebrow and a pleasing appearance.

Meng Guohua then pointed at Fang Yang and said to Meng Qing:

"Xiaoqing, this is your master's newly accepted disciple Fang Yang, call Uncle Shi quickly!"

It's time to come or it's coming! Meng Qing lamented in his heart.

Meng Qing looked up at Fang Yang, only to see that Fang Yang was looking at him with a smile. After struggling a few times in his heart, Meng Qing finally gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Uncle Shi......"

At this moment, Meng Qing felt very humiliated, how could this arrogant and domineering kid become his uncle? Meng Qing couldn't help but think of the old-fashioned expression when he spoke to himself above the banquet the day before yesterday, daring to love him, he already knew his relationship with him!

Fang Yang said with a smile:

"Senior brother, Meng Qing is older than me, it's not appropriate for him to call me uncle, right?"

Meng Qing scolded secretly: Your sister! When I'm done calling, you come out and excuse yourself, obviously you deliberately embarrass me!

Meng Guohua Zhengse says:

"That's not going to work! No matter how old he is, he still has to be called Uncle Shi, and the seniority can't be messed up! ”

Fang Yang says:

"Senior brother, the times are developing, society is progressing, some concepts should be changed, I think we still have our own friends! I am still friends with Meng Qing on an equal footing, otherwise, with you senior brothers, I will be called uncle wherever I go, and I will get a lot older for no reason! ”

Meng Qing felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and said that you kid is still a little self-aware!

At this time, Jiang Xianhua, the second disciple of Master Bai Yan and vice president of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, said with a smile:

"Little junior brother, you are ironicing that we are all old men!"

"Second Senior Brother, you have wronged me!" Fang Yang smiled, "Actually, my original intention was to say that the posture of being a human being should be lowered, just like the sea, its terrain is the lowest, but the rivers under the world eventually converge on it!" This is the fundamental reason for the inclusiveness of all rivers! ”

Meng Qing felt strange when he heard this, and always felt that Fang Yang seemed to mean something. In fact, during the period after returning to China, Meng Qing's actions have indeed become more and more high-profile.

Master Bai Yan stroked his beard and smiled:

"Xiao Fangyang's words are quite old-fashioned!"

Fang Yang glanced at Meng Qing, who was touched, and said with a smile:

"Teacher, in fact, the senior brother was humble just now, as far as I know, although Meng Qing did not learn traditional painting and calligraphy, but his attainments in oil painting are very high, his works have won many international awards during his study abroad, and he has also opened a personal small art exhibition in Cannes!"

Meng Qing glanced at Fang Yang in surprise, he didn't expect Fang Yang to praise him, and even more unexpectedly, Fang Yang knew him very well. Meng Qing suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous, he didn't even understand the other party's situation, so he was inexplicably full of hostility towards Fang Yang, and he was also unrelenting in looking for trouble three times and twice.

Now that I think about it, it turns out that Fang Yang already knew that he was his nephew, so he tolerated his provocation again and again, and finally provoked him because he had intensified.

Meng Guohua glared at Meng Qing and said:

"What's the use of going to France to learn those Western things if you don't learn the things of our ancestors?"

Master Bai Yan said:

"Guohua, what you said is a bit extreme. Many techniques of Western painting are still inspired by our Chinese painting and calligraphy! Whether it's an oil painting or our traditional painting and calligraphy, it's a good art! ”

Meng Qing immediately took Master Baiyan as a confidant, glanced at Meng Guohua with some pride, and said in his heart that even your teacher has said so, see that you will interfere with my study of oil painting in the future!

Meng Guohua smiled and said:

"Teacher, I also know what you said, but this kid will his tail and be proud as soon as he has some achievements! Doesn't I want to beat him up and down so I can keep improving! ”

After a few people stood and chatted for a while, the staff began to come over and guide the guests to take their seats. In fact, there are name tags placed on each round table, and everyone only needs to sit in the right seat. Master Bai Yan naturally sat at the first table, and Meng Guohua, as a provincial and ministerial-level leading cadre, was also arranged at the first table by the organizer.

And Fang Yang and Meng Qing both came with their elders, and the organizers didn't know that they would come in advance, but fortunately, they also prepared a spare table, and Fang Yang and Meng Qing both walked towards the mobile table in the corner of the banquet hall.

Walking to the table, Meng Qing looked at Fang Yang, still a little uncomfortable in his heart, and walked to the seat farthest away from Fang Yang without saying a word, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Fang Yang smiled slightly and glanced at Meng Qing before also sitting down.

"Hello guests! Welcome to the 'Light of Hope' charity PEN Club! The event was sponsored by the Propaganda Department of the Central Committee of the ruling party in China......"

After the guests were seated, Chen Zhong, secretary general of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, stepped onto the podium and began to introduce the organizers, co-organizers and organizers of the event and the important guests present.

Then Chen Zhong introduced the theme of the event, Fang Yang then knew that this is a charity activity initiated by the Chinese calligraphy community, jointly funded by the Huaxia Charity Foundation and Ark International Investment Company to set up a "Light of Hope Scholarship Fund", today's activities of calligraphers will be created on the spot and auctioned, the funds raised will also be fully integrated into this scholarship fund.

Although so many calligraphers created together, and a large number of news media were invited, there were some suspicions of showmanship, but Fang Yang still liked to see such a show. In his previous life, Fang Yang had always been keen on charity, and he had donated a lot of money anonymously.

Then came the leader's speech, and a deputy minister from the Central Propaganda Department came to talk eloquently on the stage, which was nothing more than a cliché such as the significance of this event and its far-reaching impact, and Fang Yang was drowsy when he listened to it. After the vice minister's speech, representatives of various parties also took the stage to speak one by one.

Jiang Xianhua, Fang Yang's second brother and vice president of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association, also took the stage to speak as the leader of the Calligraphy Association. Master Bai Yan is the honorary president of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association, but he can hide from such a show, and Jiang Xianhua, as a disciple, has no choice but to share his worries for the teacher.

After all, all the people who should show their faces have been on stage, and the next event is very eye-catching, more than 100 calligraphers will be on stage in batches to create live works, and their first works will be collected into a long scroll of calligraphy, which will be permanently collected by Ark International Investment Company.

For this calligraphy scroll, the Ark Company paid the price of 5 million Chinese coins, which plus 5 million injected by the Huaxia Charity Foundation, the custodian of the scholarship fund, a total of 10 million Chinese coins is the start-up capital of the "Light of Hope" Scholarship Fund.

Of course, the Ark Company signed an agreement with the Huaxia Calligraphy Association, and the Ark Company can only collect this calligraphy scroll by itself, and cannot transfer it, otherwise the Huaxia Calligraphy Association has the right to take it back without compensation.

Master Bai Yan was naturally the first to be invited to the stage, he took the lead to occupy the middle of the platform, and the same batch of people who came to the stage with him were also well-known calligraphers in China.

Master Bai Yan wrote down the four big characters of "peach and plum fragrance" in a swaying manner, and very seriously took out his own square seal from the seal box he carried with him and stamped it on the back of the inscription.

The calligraphers took turns to splash ink on the stage, and the atmosphere was very warm. It took a long time for all the calligraphers to finish their work, and soon the photographs taken on the scene were combined into renderings of the long scrolls, which were displayed on the big screen at the back of the stage.

The collection of works by more than 100 calligraphers is spectacular. The audience burst into thunderous applause. The boss of Ark International Investment Company was even more red-faced, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the five million was worth it.

After the collective creation came to an end, it was time for the charity auction. This time, the organizers had already communicated with several well-known calligraphers represented by Master Bai Yan in advance, so they took the stage again to create one by one.

Fang Yang saw that the calligraphers were being commanded up and down, and he was also a little amused in his heart. Fortunately, the organizers did not arrange for all the calligraphers to go up again, but only selected the most well-known among them, otherwise the people watching below would probably be impatient.

After all, no matter how delicious something is, you will get tired of eating too much.

The deputy director of the Central Propaganda Department sitting at table No. 1 moved in his heart, beckoned Chen Zhong, the host of the event and secretary general of the Huaxia Calligraphy Association, to come over and whispered a few words to him. Chen Zhong nodded again and again as he listened.

After all these calligraphers had finished creating, Chen Zhong walked up to the podium with a smile on his face and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Vice Minister of the Propaganda Department of the CPC Central Committee has just told me that there is also a young man at the scene, and he must be very happy to do his part for our charity! Now, let's welcome with a round of applause...... Mr. Meng Qing, a famous young painter! ”

Meng Qingleng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that he would be ceremoniously introduced and invited to create on stage. When he saw the Vice Minister of Sect smiling at him at the No. 1 table, he knew it in his heart. Vice Minister Zong and Meng Guohua have been friends for many years, and just now they held Meng Qing's hand and talked to him cordially!

Meng Qing said in his heart: It seems that Uncle Zong intends to help me increase my popularity!

He glanced at Fang Yang with some smugness, then stood up amid everyone's attention, and walked towards the small stage with an elegant smile on his face