Because Ye Chen was calling and talking about something, Su Ningshuang specially picked up a few slices of fat beef from the pot and put them in Ye Chen's dipping dish so that Ye Chen could not find it in the pot and talk while eating.

Seeing this, Zhang Qianqian and others sighed that Ningshuang is too considerate and gentle.

Seeing Ningshuang's action, she didn't show her love to them. She was completely casual and normal. She also remembered that Ye Chen had specially sent flowers to Su Ningshuang before. This couple was too sweet. This was simply a dog abuser. Not to mention the other two roommates, even Zhang Qianqian couldn't stand it anymore.

What is single main business? Let’s go there. She wants a sweet love and a gentle and considerate boyfriend!!!

Zhang Qianxi roared inside.

Because tomorrow is Saturday, the few people didn't rush to eat quickly.

It was almost nine o'clock to finish the meal, and after sending them back, Ye Chen left.

The next afternoon, Ye Chen drove his own customized Ferrari and prepared to attend a special meeting.

The scale of this conference is probably larger than many of the conferences that Ye Chen had attended before. This is not a conference under Ye Chen's name, but a large-scale conference held by the Chinese Calligraphers Association this year. As the vice president of the Chinese Calligraphers Association, Ye Chen will naturally attend.

More than forty minutes later, Ye Chen arrived at his destination.

As a national association, the Chinese Calligraphers Association has a lot of members. At today's meeting, all invited members can also bring their apprentices, children and others, so it is particularly grand.

Outside, there are many welcome staff.

"You are also here to attend the meeting of the Chinese Calligraphers Association."

Ye Chen had just come out of the Ferrari, and a welcome officer immediately came over and asked politely.

"Yes." Ye Chen nodded.

"Then please come with me."

The welcome staff led the way in front. Soon, Ye Chen entered the venue and was taken to a place by the welcome staff to sit down, waiting for the meeting to begin.

Gradually, the number of people attending the scene continued to increase, and more and more people around Ye Chen were there, but most of the people around Ye Chen were young men and women about the same age as Ye Chen, and Ye Chen didn't care too much. Before the meeting began, he was bored to browse his phone.

A few minutes later, people sat on the seats around Ye Chen, and they were chatting with each other.

"I'm level seven, what level are you?"

"Oh, I'm the same as you, and I'm also at level 7. Look over there, there's a level 8 boss there."

Calligraphy is also divided into levels, from low to high, from level one to nine, or from level one to ten, and seven, which is already considered high-level.

"Little brother, where are you?"

A girl with round face asked curiously a tall boy on Ye Chen's left.

"I? I'm not talented. I just passed the exam not long ago and now it's level 9."

The tall boy said with some smugness.

"What, you are a level 9 boss?!!"

The girl with round face screamed immediately.

"What, there are level 9 bosses here?!"

"Secessor 9, where are you? Where?"

"I didn't expect that there was a level 9 boss here, which was so amazing."

The eyes of the people around him instantly fell on the tall boy, and he became the focus of people.

"Big Boss, you're so awesome."

"Big Boss, how did you become a level 9?"

Someone started to lick it on his knees.

"Where, where, I'm lucky, luck, and level 9 is no big deal."

Listening to these flatteries, the tall boy's "humble" answer.

"There is no big deal at level 9, what is this Versailles speaking."

"It's a lucky chance to become a level 9 boss. The boss is too modest."

Everyone was shocked by the words of the tall boy.

"By the way, brother, what about you?"

The girl with round face just now noticed that Ye Chen's temperament was a bit good, so she also asked specifically.

"What, what are you asking?"

Suddenly someone talked to him, and Ye Chen put down his cell phone. His attention was not here just now, so he didn't hear what they were saying clearly.

Seeing this, the tall boy's face changed slightly. Compared with so many people around who praised him, this boy seemed to take him seriously. Could it be that this kid is also a level nine or even a level ten boss?!!

In an instant, the tall boy became worried, afraid that Ye Chen would steal his limelight.

"Little brother, I want to ask you, what level of calligraphy is your level?"

A friendly explanation from a girl with round face.

"Me? I don't have a level."

Ye Chen shook his head. He had never participated in any calligraphy level assessment, and he didn't need this.

Ye Chen had also heard of this calligraphy level test, but was not interested. Moreover, this calligraphy level is aimed at ordinary people or young people. Not to mention those calligraphy masters, even those masters with a little strength also don’t care about this. At their level, this level is meaningless.

“No level?”

The girl with round face was a little disappointed. She looked at Ye Chen sitting there so calmly, thinking that Ye Chen was also a level nine or level ten boss?!

Unexpectedly, he had no level.

If you don’t have a grade, it means you have never participated in the calligraphy exam, and you may not even know how to write. Today, you may be here to gain insight.

Many people at the scene lost interest in Ye Chen, and a trace of disdain flashed across the tall boy's face. He was worried that this boy was a hidden boss and that he would be attracted to the limelight by this boy?

I didn't expect that this kid might even know how to write, let alone a big shot. That's ridiculous.

Everyone continued to chat, and as they talked, they talked about their father or master.

"My master is Master Dong Jinghao, who joined the Chinese Calligraphers Association in 2015."

A girl shows off her master. She is only twenty-one years old and can't be a member of the Chinese Calligraphers Association. She was able to come in this time thanks to her master.

"My father Guo Leshui joined the Chinese Calligraphers Association in 2013."

Another boy stood up unyieldingly. His father's qualifications were much better than Dong Jinghao.

It turns out that young men and women in this area are following their masters, or fathers and elders, which is considered to be "very close" and not because they were invited.

"My master is a director of the Chinese Calligraphy Association, Cui Feiyu."

The girl with round face just now also said flauntingly that his father is a director, so these ordinary members don’t have to be much more powerful.

Sure enough, after learning that the girl with round-faced face was the director, no one spoke at the scene.

"Ahem...that...my father is the deputy secretary-general of the Chinese Calligraphers Association."

Suddenly, the tall boy of "level ninth level boss" coughed dryly and announced to everyone.

Deputy Secretary-General?!!!

Ah.........

"I said that the boss is already at level 9 at such a young age. It turns out that your father is the deputy secretary-general."

"It's so amazing. The boss is actually the son of the deputy secretary-general of the association."

Everyone was shocked by the background of the tall boy again and spoke up.

"By the way, little brother, which master is your master or father?"

The girl with round face asked curiously.

I just learned that Ye Chen had no level, so she was even more curious. Who was brought in by Ye Chen, a person who had no level, or even no calligraphy.

In an instant, the tall boy and some people around him immediately turned their attention to Ye Chen, and they were also very curious.

After an endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed. If you want to see the latest chapter content, please download the Xingxing Reading app to read the latest chapter content for free without ads. The website no longer updates the latest chapter content, but the Xingxing Reading Novel APP has updated the latest chapter content.

He breathed fresh air in his mouth, and his chest trembled.

Confused and puzzled, all kinds of emotions surged into my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed the surroundings and became even more confused.

A single dormitory?

Even if he successfully received rescue, he should be in the ward now.

And his own body...how could he be injured at all?

With doubt, Shi Yu's gaze swept through the room quickly, and finally his eyes stopped on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror shows his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looks very handsome.

But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Xingxing Reading app and read the latest chapter content for free without ads
To be continued...