"A masterpiece for all time, a timeless masterpiece, truly the greatest poem of all time!"
"These words are unprecedented and unparalleled. What virtue or ability do I, Liu Ji, have to see such words in my lifetime?"
"This...this...how is this possible? Even the greatest writers of the past thousand years might not be able to write even one ten-thousandth of this."
"Did you write this?"
Chen Feng touched his nose, his face neither red nor his heart skipping a beat, and asked, "Have I seen Chairman Qi in other places?"
This was an indirect admission, but the old men looked at him strangely, as if they thought this guy was unreliable no matter how they looked at him. How old was he to be able to write such an eternally famous poem?
Li Qingning was so shocked that she couldn't speak. This word was simply the best in the world.
"You...you are really Chen Feng?"
She couldn't believe it.
"ha!"
Chen Feng suddenly looked up and gently stroked Li Qingning's nose. "Of course..."
Before he could even fully lower his hand, he froze, realizing he had actually done such a thing.
Li Qingning was also stunned. Had he just scratched her nose?
"that..."
"you..."
Amidst this turmoil of thoughts, Chen Feng, in an attempt to conceal his panic, raised his hand and scratched it again.
He smiled at the other person, and Li Qingning was stunned for a moment before laughing.
Suddenly, Li Siye grabbed Chen Feng's sleeve like a madman. This little guy in front of him was not a young man who wanted to use his Li family to rise to power. This was an all-around little darling.
He used to think that the little guy was scheming, but now it seems that he may have really met his granddaughter by chance. Fate is a wonderful thing, and it's not surprising no matter how wonderful it is.
"Young man, do you like my granddaughter? Hurry up and write ten more pictures, and I'll marry her to you."
When Li Siye said this, not only was Chen Feng stunned, but the whole audience was also stunned. Li Qingning was so embarrassed that she picked her toes. Was this grandfather a fake?
"Li Laogou, have you no shame? Aren't you ashamed?"
Old Liu spoke with righteous indignation
"Exactly, I feel sorry for Qingning, that girl, having to meet a grandfather like you. Chen Feng, are you interested in my position as chairman?"
Qi Baishi first mocked Li Siye, then turned around and looked at Chen Feng like a sycophant.
"That's right, that's right. You can sit in the president's seat. Don't underestimate the status of the president of the art association. It can get you directly to the heavens."
Old Master Yang was kind and patient in guiding us.
This is quite obvious. These associations and organizations in China are likely composed of the old guard who once held power at the top. They may seem harmless, but they are actually extremely terrifying.
"Chen Feng, young people should know when to stop after achieving success, and they should learn to cultivate their character. Oh, and I heard you can sing too?"
"What's the point of singing? That kind of thing has no future. Look at you, you're good at painting, calligraphy, and writing lyrics. You should just stay here."
Other old men also started swindling and cheating.
"You...you old dogs have the nerve to talk to me like that? What, you wish you had a granddaughter right now? Chen Feng is my granddaughter's husband, you..."
Li Siye had an arrogant look on his face, and his beard was sticking up.
"You all stand to the side and go cool off somewhere else."
"Damn, this old dog is too arrogant."
A group of old men rolled up their sleeves, ready to fight. You should know that they were all veterans who had been to the front lines for the rise of China.
Li Qingning and Chen Feng stood aside and watched the others bicker.
"You're so outstanding, why did you..."
Li Qingning was very puzzled. After all, she had thoroughly exposed Chen Feng's past, leaving him with nothing but his underwear. So, Chen Feng was a completely different person a little over a month ago, or more precisely, before and after Li Zongsheng's "To Youth" concert.
She found it too strange and completely inexplicable.
This was Chen Feng's secret, a secret that couldn't be known by anyone, so he could only lie to Li Qingning when she asked him questions.
"You might not believe me if I say this, but I might be the kind of person who is born with knowledge."
"So you didn't have anything particularly outstanding about you before?"
"Because I was born with knowledge, I knew that the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, so I have kept all my talents hidden for more than 20 years."
"Then why did you expose yourself?"
"You're asking that too?"
Chen Feng saw Li Qingning blinking her eyes and knew she was doing it on purpose.
"Kid, we're going to fight you here, and you're still all lovey-dovey with Qing Ning?"
"Kid, tell me, how should this be handled?"
"You brat, you want to marry my granddaughter? I advise you to watch your words."
Qi Baishi, Li Siye, and a group of old men changed their attack direction and seized Chen Feng.
"Hey, gentlemen, could you please stop arguing? I'm not going to die. I can help you with anything you need."
He had no choice but to say this, and his meaning was very clear: I don't want to join anyone; I still want to work alone.
I thought he would be bombarded with criticism after he finished speaking, but to my surprise, a group of old men remained silent.
Just when Chen Feng thought he was about to escape a calamity, the old men all raised their heads, and Qi Baishi spoke up.
"What Xiao Chen said makes sense. Young people have their own careers and ideas after all. Since that's the case, we won't force you to stay. But you can't escape your position as vice president. From now on, you must participate in resolving any matters, big or small, in our art association."
Chen Feng was delighted to hear this; the president was indeed understanding.
"but..."
"Holy crap, I knew it wouldn't be that simple," Chen Feng thought, his heart racing.
“Draw ten more paintings for the association, and you’ll be free.”
"In addition, you must inscribe a poem on the painting, and it must be of the highest quality."
Chen Feng knelt down on the spot, but before he could speak, Li Siye on the other side also spoke.
"Young man, as long as you write ten pieces of this 'Slender Gold' style or 'Huaisu style' calligraphy for me, I'll make the decision right away, and my granddaughter will be yours."
"Grandpa, have you gone mad today? You've sold me out so many times already."
Li Qingning looked a little angry. She knew her grandfather was unreliable, but she didn't expect him to be this unreliable.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng thought to himself that he couldn't escape today no matter what, so he might as well tease some people.
"Um, sir, do you keep your word?"
"Chen Feng, you...."
Li Qingning didn't expect Chen Feng to be so enthusiastic.
"Of course, as long as you write it, I'll immediately call my unfilial son."
hey-hey!
"Um... does the old man only want the font he just used, or would he like a few more?"
"What?"
"You know other fonts?"
Not only was Li Siye stunned, but the other old men and Li Qingning were also dumbfounded. What the hell is this?
"I am not very talented, but I can easily master more than a dozen styles of calligraphy."
The entire audience was stunned; the cigarette that Old Yang had just lit fell to the ground on the spot.
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