Chapter 55 Shouldn't I accept gifts? (1 update)

The Non-Heritage Exhibition is particularly lively today. There are more people coming to see the exhibition, especially many middle-aged and elderly people.

These people are well-dressed, and they all have the elegant aura of scholars.

Sang Yian was just feeling that this Non-Heritage Exhibition was really well organized, and the people who came to see the exhibition were so cultured and well-mannered.

Then Zhao Xuhuai told her that these people were all here to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony.

The smile on Sang Yian's face suddenly froze.

Zhao Xuhuai didn't notice her expression, but enthusiastically introduced Sang Yian, this is the president of the calligraphy association, and that is a professor at a certain university.

This one is called Uncle Master, and that one is called Uncle Master.

Sang Yian looked at these uncles and aunts with scary names, and suddenly her legs went weak.

She subconsciously grabbed Zhao Xuhuai's arm, "Master, aren't there too many people here?"

Zhao Xuhuai straightened his back, somewhat proudly, "After all, he is my last disciple, so I have to show some respect!"

Sang Yian looked at these big guys, could she say that she couldn't handle this kind of respect?

Sang Yian didn't know that while she was secretly observing these people, these people who were invited by Zhao Xuhuai were also observing her.

Zhao Xuhuai was a leading calligrapher, he had many students, but not many apprentices, however, the few apprentices he had were still very successful, it was very appropriate to describe Zhao Xuhuai as someone who would succeed him.

Many calligraphy enthusiasts wanted to become his apprentices, but they were all rejected by Zhao Xuhuai.

After he retired, he even started a calligraphy live class, which was very successful. Now he is an old internet celebrity with more than 100,000 fans.

Just when everyone had given up on worshipping him as a teacher, he actually released the news that he would accept a closed disciple and invited them to come to watch the ceremony!

How could they not come?

They were so curious. What kind of seedling did Zhao Xuhuai meet that made him want to accept a disciple?

When they saw a girl in a grass-green knee-length cheongsam following Zhao Xuhuai, everyone's eyes lit up.

It has to be said that Sang Yian's baby face, these smart big eyes, and her curvy figure are too eye-catching.

A cheongsam allows her to combine purity and sexiness into one, and she is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off her.

The apprenticeship ceremony was very formal.

Sang Yian, who had never worshipped a master before, was like a puppet on a string. She worshipped the master when asked to do so,

offered tea to the master

when asked to do so, and stood still when asked to listen to the master's admonitions.

During the apprenticeship ceremony, a large crowd of people gathered in the audience. Sang Yian was very focused and nervous, fearing that she would make mistakes.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

When it finally ended, she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, at least she didn't embarrass herself in front of the public.

However, it turned out that she breathed a sigh of relief too early.

A spirited old lady handed over a red envelope and said, "Congratulations, senior brother, for finding another good disciple! It's just a meeting gift for my little nephew. I hope you can study hard in the future and make the most of your master's teachings."

Sang Yian was a little hesitant, but Zhao Xuhuai responded with a smile, "Sangsang, since it's a meeting gift, you should accept it."

Sang Yian was very obedient. He took the red envelope and saluted with a smile, "Thank you, uncle master."

This seemed to be the beginning. Zhao Xuhuai took Sang Yian around the venue, and then Sang Yian received a stack of red envelopes, or gifts.

Sang Yian looked at the thick pile of red envelopes and lowered his voice, "Master, is it not good for me to accept so many red envelopes and gifts? Otherwise, you can take them all home?"

Zhao Xuhuai also lowered his voice, "What's wrong with that? Don't you know how many red envelopes I have given out in these years?"

"These old guys, the disciples accept one after another, and every time they accept one, they have to send me an invitation. So you say, as a master of such an old age, can I go empty-handed?"

"That's definitely not possible."

Zhao Xuhuai looked at the thick stack of red envelopes and smiled with satisfaction, "This is my last time to accept disciples. What's wrong with accepting some red envelopes and gifts from them? It's only natural."

Sang Yian looked at the two high piles of red envelopes, and couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and lowered his voice, "Don't tell me that you decided to accept me as your disciple just to get back all the gifts you gave out over the years?"

Zhao Xuhuai was serious for a second, "How is that possible? Am I the kind of person who is petty? I am so sad that you misunderstood me like this."

Sang Yian: "..."

Do older people love to act?

The little parrot at home also loves to act, but fortunately she has a pair of sharp eyes, otherwise she would definitely be fooled by the master.

"I see that you have good qualifications and are a promising talent, so I accept you as my last disciple."

Zhao Xuhuai said righteously.

Sang Yian was a little helpless, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

"Congratulations, Master, for receiving a last disciple. Little Junior Sister, congratulations on your admission."

Finally, Jiang Huaijing also came over and presented a small gift box.

Sang Yian looked at him in surprise, "Little Junior Sister?"

Jiang Huaijing smiled slightly, "Teacher Zhao is also my master. He has taught me calligraphy since I was young. You are the last disciple of the master. According to the seniority, I am your senior brother, and you are naturally my junior sister."

Zhao Xuhuai on the side raised his eyelids. When did I become your master? Why didn't I know?

Although you learned calligraphy from me when you were a child, you have always called me teacher, okay?

When did you call me Master?

Jiang Huaijing naturally saw Zhao Xuhuai's doubts: it's not too late to call now.

Suddenly, there was a handsome senior brother. Sang Yian took the gift box and felt that this surprised her more than having a master.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Four." Sang Yian almost stumbled.

"Let your senior brother take you to collect the red envelopes and gifts, and then come out to entertain the guests." Zhao Xuhuai said.

Sang Yian looked at the pile of red envelopes with several gift boxes in the middle. It was not a good idea to hold it like this all the time.

Jiang Huaijing took the tray and took her to the lounge of the mall.

Here, Zhao Xuhuai was completely surrounded by a group of old friends. Without the presence of the new kid who had just joined the family, these old guys didn't have to hold it in place.

One by one, they began to ask, "Old Zhao, what do you like about this girl? I heard that the girl from the Luo family wanted to become your disciple, but you rejected her!"

Zhao Xuhuai smiled proudly, "My precious apprentice is extremely talented, you will know in the future."

"Talent? Can your little apprentice be more talented than the kid from the Luo family?" Some people didn't believe it.

"The girl from the Luo family was influenced by her surroundings and the family environment. It's different from Sangsang's simple love."

Zhao Xuhuai looked mysterious.

"Today is a happy day. It's the fixed stage for us to accept disciples. Let's see what gift your little disciple gave to him."

Someone changed the topic.