Wen Fenglin got out of the taxi and stood at the magnificent and elegant doorway, his face was full of emotion.

Ruyi Painting Association.

There is a meeting every three years, and each time the meeting time is not fixed.

This time, Wen Fenglin received a notice temporarily, and by the way, there was something about Ou Ming, so he would come to Fujian to participate in the event.

As soon as I got out of the car, I saw several luxury cars stopped from a distance.

Compared with them, it seems that his own style is ...... It's a little shabby.

Wen Fenglin didn't mind, and rushed to the top with the bag on his shoulder.

Among the few people who got out of the luxury car, there were people who were about the same age as him, and there were also people the size of Ou Mingyuli, and there were quite a few of them.

It seems that this time the formation is much larger than when he came to participate nine years ago.

Wen Fenglin swaggered in, and many people recognized him.

A young man stepped forward, saw Wen Fenglin's eyes obviously a little surprised, and shouted, "Are you Wen Fenglin's senior?" ”

Wen Fenglin looked at this young man and found that his face looked a little familiar, but for a while, he didn't even think of what kind of sacredness this was.

Nodding with a smile, he said, "I am." ”

"Hello, my name is Zhen Li, and my father often mentions you to me."

"Lingzun is?"

"Zhen Xianlang."

Hearing this name, Wen Fenglin immediately came to his senses, laughed, stretched out his hand to shake him, and said, "I really didn't expect his sons to be so old, you should be twenty-five this year, right?" ”

Zhen Li was a little embarrassed, shook his head, and said, "Am I very old?" ”

Hearing this, Wen Fenglin felt a little strange, and said, "Did I remember wrong?" ”

"Well, I'm twenty-one this year, and I'm twenty-two years old after the New Year, let's go, Senior Wen, please inside."

At this moment, Wen Fenglin was embarrassed, smiled and nodded.

There are also many people in it who recognize Wen Fenglin, after all, the wandering painter is too famous.

Zhen Xianlang, as the co-president of the Painting Association, was in it early.

When he heard others talking about Wen Fenglin, he was surprised, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

After more than ten years of absence, Zhen Xianlang looks like he has changed a lot from before.

When they were young, both of them were talents and dignified.

After not seeing each other for many years, the two have become more and more casual.

Zhen Xianlang has a flat haircut, looks black and short, just like when he was young, tall and strong, and looks very healthy.

A pair of eyes are a little big, blazing, and the facial features look hard, but there are already obvious wrinkles on the face.

When Wen Fenglin saw Zhen Xianlang, he had a sense of familiarity.

In front of him, Zhen Xianlang saw Wen Fenglin, and the joy from his heart overflowed on his face, stepped forward and gave his friend who had not seen him for many years a big hug, "It's been too long!" Brothers! ”

Wen Fenglin also chuckled and patted him on the shoulder, "Yes, I didn't expect you to have a second child, I thought ...... You're not going to get married. ”

When Zhen Xianlang heard this, the smile on his face stiffened slightly.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhen Li hurriedly said, "Dad, it's time to eat, let's go inside." ”

"Yes, let's go inside."

Wen Fenglin listened to this, his mood was even more complicated, he hooked his lips slightly, and followed the father and son of the Zhen family towards the inside.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)