On the morning of the second day, the banquet hall of Building 3 of the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse was crowded, sponsored by the Propaganda Department of the Central Committee of the Chinese ruling party, co-organized by the Huaxia Charity Foundation and Ark International Investment Co., Ltd., and jointly organized by the Chinese Calligraphers Association, the Chinese Writers Association, the Ink Fanghua Painting and Calligraphy Institute, and the Hanhai Painting and Calligraphy Institute.

More than 100 calligraphers from the Chinese Calligraphy Association, the Chinese Writers Association and local branches, as well as guests from the political and business circles, gathered together and had a warm exchange.

Fang Yang accompanied Master Bai Yan to the venue on time, and as soon as Master Bai Yan appeared, he immediately became the focus of everyone, and everyone stepped forward to greet him, and they were surrounded for a while. Fang Yang was quickly squeezed out of the crowd.

Looking at the teacher who was surrounded by people, Fang Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, the shadow of the famous tree, Master Bai Yan is a well-deserved leader in the contemporary calligraphy industry, as long as he appears, it will inevitably cause a sensation. Fang Yang also understood why Master Bai Yan wanted to live in such a remote place in Dayi District.

Tranquility is a luxury for a person like Master Bai Yan.

The activity hadn't started yet, Fang Yang couldn't get out of his body for a while when he saw Master Bai Yan, so he simply wandered around the venue by himself.

This is the largest banquet hall in Building 3 of the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, which can accommodate thousands of people at the same time. The activities held by the Central Propaganda Department were naturally large-scale, and the entire banquet hall was contracted and re-arranged. In the center of the area are round tables for the guests to sit. The banquet hall is surrounded by panels with photocopies of the works of famous calligraphers. Fang Yang took a cursory look and found several famous works of Master Bai Yan.

Directly in front of it is a small stage, the background has been replaced by a huge poster of the "Light of Hope" large pen meeting, in addition to a podium decorated with flowers, the most eye-catching thing on the stage is a long row of long tables, on which the four treasures of the room are neatly placed.

Fang Yang leisurely looked along the display panels on the wall, admiring the highest level of calligraphy works today. Fang Yang's state of mind has also changed a lot, and even his understanding of calligraphy has many different perceptions. Fang Yang watched slowly, unconsciously indulging in it.

At this time, an abrupt voice sounded in his ears, bringing Fang Yang back to reality.

"Fang Yang, why are you here?"

Fang Yang turned around and looked around, only to see Meng Qing, the son of Meng Guohua, the head of the Propaganda Department of the Yun'an Provincial Party Committee, who had a relationship with the Xu family's official mansion the day before yesterday, looking at him with suspicion.

Fang Yang looked down at his dress, and found that it was indeed a little out of place with the scene. Fang Yang was wearing an ordinary casual T-shirt, accompanied by terrazzo blue jeans and sneakers, and most of the people who came to the banquet were dressed formally, in suits and leather shoes. For example, Meng Qing in front of him was wearing a full set of Versace, looking handsome and compelling.

This was not Fang Yang's intention, he had thought that he would stay for so many days before he came to the capital, so he didn't even bring a change of clothes. Originally, I wanted to buy a slightly more formal set of clothes yesterday, but the old lady and Han Xuehua reunited after a long absence, so they insisted on pulling their mother and son to chat, Fang Yang stayed in the Han family's old mansion all day, and he got up early this morning and rushed over to meet Master Bai Yan, which was indeed lacking in skills.

However, Fang Yang didn't feel embarrassed at all, his consistent view was that it was good to wear comfortable clothes, of course, it was a kind of respect to dress formally on occasions like this, but since there was no time to change, it was not a big deal.

Fang Yang glanced at Meng Qing and said with a smile:

"Meng Shao, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

Meng Qing didn't have a smile on his face, seeing Fang Yang enter the venue wearing such an outfit, his heart was also full of contempt, and at the same time, he couldn't help but wonder if this kid would be mixed in.

Meng Qing said coldly:

"I'm not interested in seeing you again!"

The smile on Fang Yang's face suddenly retracted, this Meng Qing was self-righteous and uneducated, but today Fang Yang came with the teacher, and he didn't want to be angry with others, so he shrugged his shoulders and turned around and walked towards the other display board.

You don't want to see me, is it possible that I still want to see your little white face? Fang Yang said in his heart.

"Hey!" Meng Qing shouted very impolitely behind him, "You shouldn't have mixed in, right?" Show me the invitation! ”

Fang Yang's footsteps paused, took a deep breath, and continued to walk forward.

Meng Qing saw that Fang Yang ignored him, but instead chased after him quickly, blocked in front of Fang Yang, and said unreasonably:

"Why are you so rude? Didn't you hear me talking to you? ”

Fang Yang looked at Meng Qing who was beating a rake with a smile, and said:

"Meng Shao is really a noble person, how forgetful! You called me 'Mr. Fang' a minute ago, why did I become 'Hey' in the blink of an eye? ”

Meng Qing snorted coldly and said:

"You don't have to talk about it! I ask where your invitation is! ”

Fang Yang smiled:

"I can't see that Meng Shao is quite nosy! Checking invitations seems to be the job of the security services of the General Assembly, right? ”

Meng Qing sneered and said:

"When it comes to meddling, I can't catch up with you! You can even make friends with people I don't know, it's really an eye-opener for me! ”

Meng Qing was actually a little annoyed by Fang Yang's kind reminder of the Xu's official cuisine the night before, especially Fang Yang's old-fashioned tone made him feel very uncomfortable, so he was a little childish and unreasonable today.

Fang Yang knew this, and for Meng Qing's unknown dog biting Lu Dongbin, there was also a nameless fire in his heart, Fang Yang shrugged his shoulders lightly, and said lightly:

"Count me too much! Meng Shao, I'm missing first......"

After speaking, Fang Yang turned around and walked towards another display board.

Meng Qing chased after Fang Yang again, and said:

"The leaders of the Central Propaganda Department will attend today's pen meeting, and many provincial and ministerial-level leading cadres will be present, I don't care how you got in, now please disappear immediately, otherwise I will call the security guard!"

Fang Yang finally couldn't suppress his anger a little, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said coldly:

"Meng Qing, a good dog is not in the way! Don't take my restraint for weakness! ”

Meng Qing looked at Fang Yang sarcastically and said:

"What's the matter? Do you still want to do it? ”

Fang Yang didn't talk nonsense, he took a step up and came to Meng Qing's side, his shoulder hit without a trace, Meng Qing suddenly felt a huge force attacking, and the whole person involuntarily took a few steps back, Fang Yang's cold eyes shot at Meng Qing, and after staring at him fiercely, Shi Shiran stepped away.

Meng Qing couldn't imagine that Fang Yang's seemingly medium stature could burst out with such a large amount of energy, and it seemed that a slight bump almost made him breathe, and now there was a faint pain in his chest. Fang Yang's movements were very small, and the people around him didn't notice anything abnormal, but Meng Qing still felt embarrassed, looking at Fang Yang's back, Meng Qing gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Fang Yang! Be careful when you go out in the future! ”

Fang Yang turned his head suddenly, his sharp eyes staring straight at Meng Qing's eyes, making Meng Qing involuntarily shrink his head, and he was shocked. Fang Yang walked towards Meng Qing step by step, his steps were not hurried or slow, but Meng Qing suddenly felt extremely stressed, he took a step back in a panic, and shouted sharply:

"What do you want to do?"

Fang Yang didn't answer, just approached Meng Qing step by step. He was indeed very angry, Meng Qing was like a child who had not grown up, spoiled by those who scolded him in Yun'an Province, and was extremely self-centered. Since he has repeatedly challenged Fang Yang's bottom line, Fang Yang doesn't mind helping Meng Guohua teach his son a lesson.

At this time, a voice came from behind Fang Yang:

"Xiao Fangyang, it turns out that you are hiding here! Come on, a few of your brothers are here, let me introduce you to you! ”

Hearing this, Fang Yang immediately stopped, glanced at the pale Meng Qing with a smile, turned his head and walked in the opposite direction. Meng Qing breathed a sigh of relief, at this time Meng Qing found that his back was already soaked with cold sweat, you can imagine how much pressure Fang Yang put on Meng Qing just now.

"Xiaoqing! What is the hair? Why don't you come over and see your master? ”

Meng Qing suddenly heard Meng Guohua shouting to himself not far ahead.

Meng Qing was shrouded by the invisible pressure exuded by Fang Yang just now, and there was only Fang Yang's figure in his eyes that was approaching him step by step, but he didn't even realize that his father was in front of him. He hurriedly agreed, and walked quickly towards Meng Guohua.

At this time, Meng Qing suddenly found that Fang Yang was also walking towards Meng Guohua and the others, and walked in front of everyone one step ahead of him. Meng Qing subconsciously stopped, but he thought about it, with his father present, could this barbarian still dare to be rude?

Fang Yang's eyes just now made Meng Qing's heart palpitate, and the eyes that exuded a beast-like devouring light, Meng Qing still felt chills all over his body when he thought about it now. For a person like Fang Yang who is often brave and ruthless, Meng Qing naturally classified him into the ranks of barbarians.

Meng Qing continued to walk forward, and heard his father's hearty laughter, and when he looked up, he saw that Meng Guohua was talking happily with Fang Yang, and he also reached out and patted Fang Yang's shoulder, looking very intimate.

Meng Qing chuckled in his heart, could it be that he really looked away, what kind of background did this Fang Yang really have? Meng Qing knows his father very well, although Meng Guohua has been engaged in propaganda work for many years, but he is not smiling, very strict, people who don't know still think that he is not the Minister of Propaganda but the Secretary of the Commission for Discipline Inspection!

In Meng Qing's memory, it was rare to see his father smile like this without a trace of falsification.

Meng Guohua raised his eyes and looked at Meng Qing, and said loudly:

"Xiaoqing! How are you struggling today, kid? Hurry up and come over and meet your master and Uncle Fang Yang! ”