Zhong Manhua naturally knew about the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association.

This is the General Association of Chinese Calligraphy, and other regional associations are just branch associations.

The members of the branch associations are not even eligible to join the general association.

The Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association also has a high status in the art world, and often communicates with some foreign art masters.

But why did the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association call her?

She once wanted to invite members of the Chinese Artists Calligraphy Association to be Xiaoxuan's teacher, but no one had this kind of leisure.

After all, these calligraphy masters can sell a word at a sky-high price, so they naturally will not come to teach.

Zhong Manhua was puzzled: "May I ask if you made a mistake?" ”

"Mistaken?"

There was a staff member on the other end of the phone, and when he heard this, he took a closer look at the phone number: "That's right, aren't you Master Ying's mother?" ”

Zhong Manhua was stunned again: "Master Ying? ”

The Ying family has been in business for generations, when will there be a master?

"I'm sorry, but if you're not mistaken, you're a liar." Zhong Manhua's expression turned cold, "Our Ying family doesn't have any masters, and it takes a bit of skill to deceive people." ”

Without waiting for the staff over there to say anything, she directly disconnected the phone and blocked the number.

When Zhong Zhiwan heard about the Chinese Artists Calligraphy Association, he realized something: "Auntie, what's wrong?" ”

"Scam calls." Zhong Manhua smiled contemptuously, "I actually said that I was a staff member of the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association, and I invited Master Ying to go to them, and I didn't cheat people and make drafts." ”

Zhong Zhiwan's expression changed.

Zhong Manhua didn't watch the live broadcast of the art festival that day, but she was there.

The words written by Ying Zijin left and right with the bow made Sheng Qingtang admire.

Sheng Qingtang is also the former president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association, and Zhong Zhiwan can be sure that this call was made specifically for Ying Zijin.

Unexpectedly, Zhong Manhua turned out to be a scam call directly.

However, it is also true that the popularity of the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association in China is much higher than that of the Ying family.

Zhong Zhiwan couldn't tell whether she was happy or nervous, she lowered her head and tried to suppress the smile on her lips: "Auntie, what if it's really from the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association?" ”

"Impossible." Zhong Manhua took a sip of tea and didn't care, "Your uncle and your cousin are not in the art industry, as for ......"

I didn't go on with the rest of the story.

Zhong Manhua frowned.

The Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association will not be for Ying Zijin, right?

She invited a teacher of calligraphy and Chinese painting to Ying Zijin, but in the end there was no result.

Zhong Manhua would rather believe that Ying Zijin could pass one course in the midterm exam.

She had never been to the parent-teacher meeting before the elite class, and she really couldn't afford to lose that face.

"Evening, you go about your business." Zhong Manhua put down the cup, "I'm here waiting for your grandfather to come back." ”

**

This way.

The staff of the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association was cut off from the phone, looking confused.

I had to reply to Sheng Qingtang that Master Ying's family regarded them as liars, and not only that, but also blocked their mobile phone numbers.

Sheng Qingtang was very angry, he thought about it, and was still ready to go directly to the door to invite.

At this time, Qingzhi's call came in.

"President Sheng, give the wrong one, give the wrong one." The director of academic affairs was sweating profusely, "The contact number of Ying's parents has been changed, blame me for blaming me, and still holding the old version of the file." ”

"Remember, at this time, the phone number of Ying's classmate's father is 177xxxxxxxx."

Sheng Qingtang wrote it down, confused: "What about the one just now?" ”

"It was her adoptive parents' house." The dean didn't say much, but just mentioned it slightly, "It's not a thing." ”

He and the director of moral education are good brothers, and they are called Qingzhi Shuangsha by the students together, but the director of moral education has the name of extermination master more than him.

The Dean of Academic Affairs listened to the Dean of Moral Education several times.

That Mrs. Ying didn't ask the facts, and when she came up, she beat people.

If this is the case in front of outsiders, what will happen in private?

Just a while ago, didn't a mother slap her son in public and choke her neck was exposed on Weibo?

I thought that this wealthy lady could have a little grace, but it didn't seem to be much better.

Sheng Qingtang has been living a reclusive life, and he really doesn't know about this kind of thing, frowning: "Okay, I know, it's the Ying family of the four giants, right?" ”

He hung up and sent the new number to the staff.

He got up, put on reading glasses, sat in front of the computer, and typed very slowly, which was sent to the current president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association.

[Then I'll tell you, remember this Ying family, if anyone they have asked for our association in the future, they all refused, and then let them go, how far and as far as they wanted. 】

**

Outer and outer rings.

in the community.

After Wen Fengmian finished taking the medicine, he received a call from the Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association.

He was surprised, but not shocked.

As if the resounding name of the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association was not enough to make him feel anything.

But pride, yes.

After all, Ying Zijin was brought up by him, even if she was not biological, he always hoped that she could have the best future.

Wen Fengmian smiled and asked softly, "Do you want to let the young man join the club?" ”

"It's not." The staff said, "Our President Sheng said that he asked Master Ying to be the director of our association, and he didn't have to do anything, just put his name on it." ”

That's the normal reaction.

He muttered.

The first call went out, and he thought he was calling some leader.

Swindler?

Is it okay to trick people into their association?

"Okay, I got it." Wen Fengmian coughed a few times, "I can't call the shots in this matter, I want to ask the child for his own opinion." ”

"It should." The staff was a little flattered and hurriedly said, "You are too polite, I will reply to President Sheng." ”

Wen Fengmian's voice was very soft, but it still made Wen Tinglan hear.

The door opened, and the boy came out of the bedroom with a bear in his hand: "Dad? ”

"Well, it's looking for a young man." Wen Fengmian got up, a little worried, "The more you get better, you've been a little sleepy lately, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, Dad, don't worry." Wen Tinglan rubbed her eyes, "Sister said, it's normal. ”

He has already undergone two hypnotherapy sessions.

Some things that have been pressed in the subconscious for a long time are also slowly erasing.

Yu Xuesheng is the second on the list of NOK hypnotists, and her hypnotic ability is naturally recognized as one of the top in the world.

Treatment for autism is not a problem.

"That's good." Wen Fengmian breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and smiled, "You, you really just listen to your sister." ”

Wen Tinglan sat down beside him, but he didn't deny it: "Dad, who is looking for sister?" ”

"Huaguo Calligraphy Artists Association, let Xiao Yao become a director."

Wen Tinglan nodded: "I know, but my sister doesn't seem to be very willing." ”

"It's okay not to go." Wen Fengmian didn't say anything, "Xiao Yao and Mr. Fu ate outside, and she left medicinal food for us to use." ”

**

The other side.

Ying Zijin didn't know that Sheng Qingtang also asked the staff of the association to call her home.

She doesn't bother to look at this kind of thing, and it won't affect the future.

As soon as she finished eating, she was very sleepy.

Fortunately, Fu Yunshen came by car, so she didn't need to walk much.

After Ying Zijin fastened his seat belt, he leaned against the car window.

Before closing her eyes, she glanced at Weibo.

Well.

Her grandfather was so happy today that he didn't even post on Weibo, and she finally saved a job.

Ying Zijin yawned, wrapped the blanket on his body, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Fu Yunshen's car didn't drive fast, and when he arrived at the community, it was forty minutes later.

Ying Zijin is still sleeping, and she has no intention of getting up.

Fu Yunshen raised his hand and patted her: "It's unexpected." ”

The girl moved, but turned around and buried her head in the air, apparently ignoring him.

Fu Yunshen pulled out the car key, got out of the car, and then walked to the co-pilot's side and opened the door.

As if he knew what he was going to do, Ying Zijin turned his body back again.

“……”

Fu Yunshen patted her again: "It's unexpected, it's time to get home, it's time to get off." ”

This time there was finally a response.

Just one word.

"Nope."

"You can't sleep here."

"Just sleep here."

“……”

Sometimes, it can be really difficult to communicate with children.

Does he have to buy some books about it?

"Little friend."

Fu Yunshen propped up the top of the door with one hand, leaned down, and approached slightly.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are deep and charming, and the light is extinguished, as if reflecting the entire galaxy.

"If you don't come down, do you want your brother to carry you away? Well? ”

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