I’m Really a Superstar

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The next day.

It's morning and the weather is nice.

Zhang Ye got up late. As soon as he opened his eyes and looked at his watch, he sat up from the bed. He rubbed his eyes and quickly got out of bed to get dressed. He went to the bathroom in the outer room to wash his face and said, "Mom, do we have pens, ink, paper and inkstones at home?" ?”

Dad left for work.

Mom has an afternoon shift today and is still at home, "What do you think? You bought it when you were in elementary school, but it's gone now. I don't know which box it was thrown in. It can't be used when I find it. Do you want this? You Isn’t school on holiday? Are you in a hurry and still have to go to work? "

Zhang Ye said: "It's not work, I'm leading the birthday banquet."

Mom said: "Then why don't you get up early? Go quickly."

"I understand. Please help me pack my bag and put my phone in it." Zhang Ye couldn't care less and quickly brushed his teeth, then took the bag handed over by his mother and hurried downstairs to drive.

What about birthday gifts?

I don’t have any pen or ink, and I don’t have time to buy it.

Zhang Ye is also a bachelor, forget it, Wu Mo said that he doesn't need to bring anything with him anyway, so he can just go directly, and at worst, he will make up for it later.

The sun is spreading heat.

It adds a touch of warmth in winter.

The car drove faster, and it was almost noon when Zhang Ye arrived at a small attic in Beicheng. Looking at the sign at the door, it was an antique restaurant with two floors, but there was a large courtyard at the back. The restaurant was still quite large. , and it is very antique. There are red lanterns hanging at the door. It seems that the venue must be reserved. There are many cars parked outside the door. People get out of the car and enter the restaurant one after another. Many people are holding a few calligraphy and paintings in their hands. Zhang Ye was a little confused by what he saw. In his opinion, a woman as elegant as Wu Zeqing was just celebrating her birthday and would not make such a big battle. Comrade Wu was not such a person who loved extravagance.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Ye straightened his clothes.

"Eh? Isn't this Teacher Zhang?" A woman called him from behind.

Zhang Ye turned around in surprise, "Hey, Teacher Su is here too?"

The visitor was none other than my colleague from the Chinese Department of Peking University, Su Na. She was wearing a thick woolen coat. "Why are you here? Oh, Principal Wu invited you, right?"

Zhang Ye gave a vague hum. In fact, he also knew that it was not his turn to attend such gatherings. The reason why Wu Zeqing and Wu Mo invited him was probably because he was endorsing her nephew's company and was helping out. The principal then gave him some face.

But why is Suna here?

Professor Zeng and Professor Yan were not invited, right?

Zhang Ye wondered: "Are you here?"

Su Na said with a smile: "I'm not so proud to be invited by Principal Wu. I came with my dad. My dad arrived early and went in. He is from the Calligraphy Association.

Zhang Ye suddenly asked, "So many people came today?"

"Yeah, it's about the same every year. Last year was more lively than this year." Su Na said casually.

Zhang Ye became even more confused, "Are you all here to celebrate Principal Wu's birthday?"

"Birthday? You don't know yet?" Su Na smiled and said, "How could Principal Wu be so extravagant? Today is the 31st anniversary of the establishment of the Calligraphy Association, so every year everyone gathers today to exchange literature and calligraphy. This is the main purpose. As for celebrating birthdays, an old senior in the calligraphy world and Principal Wu also happen to have birthdays today, so let’s celebrate them by the way. But this should not be the focus. The main thing is to have an exchange and dinner in the calligraphy world. Of course, it’s no problem if you want to give a gift.”

Zhang Ye coughed and said, "What, you brought a gift?"

"I didn't bring it with me." Su Na chuckled, "But my dad wrote two words, so he can just give it away."

"You have all been prepared. I got up late and didn't bring anything." Zhang Ye said depressedly. It would be so embarrassing to come empty-handed when everyone else would give you things.

Su Na blinked her eyes and said: "If you didn't bring it, then you didn't bring it. Many people probably wouldn't give it as a gift. If it doesn't work, there will be an impromptu calligraphy session. Can't you just write a poem? You wrote it in handwriting How about it?"

Zhang Ye said subconsciously: "My words can't be put on the stage at all."

But suddenly I thought, eh, I just won the calligraphy skills book last night, and I ate a hundred of them in one go. Although I haven’t tried it, based on past experience, my handwriting must be indispensable. One hundred copies, he doesn’t know what he will write. Maybe he is better at calligraphy than Wu Zeqing now.

right

Can be written on the spot

Principal Wu’s gift is definitely a must.

Restaurant.

Backyard.

This area has been turned into a booth, paved with various famous calligraphy and paintings for exhibition. There are also some calligraphy and paintings by members of the calligraphy association, as well as works by contemporary calligraphy masters.

"Is this Sun Gu's calligraphy?"

"Is it a fake? Wasn't it lost a long time ago?"

"This is a genuine product. I heard that it was collected by Master Zhou. Master Zhou also spent a lot of money to acquire it. It is our honor to see it today."

"No, I have to copy one later."

"Hey, is this calligraphy written by Teacher Cheng? This cursive handwriting is a breakthrough compared to last year."

"Haha, Principal Wu also showed off his calligraphy today. Xiao Wu's handwriting has always been so gentle. No matter how you look at it, it has a kind of grace, which is rare in the world of calligraphy."

No one went upstairs because dinner hadn't started yet. Everyone was chatting in the backyard and commenting on the works on display today. Although it was not officially on display, the calligraphy, calligraphy and painting on display internally were even more precious than those on formal display. The exhibition is even higher, and internal communication is not hidden from everyone. The gathering and celebration of the 31st anniversary of the establishment of the Calligraphy Association can actually be regarded as a kind of academic achievement display in a different direction.

Wu Zeqing has arrived and is talking to some friends.

Another birthday boy today, Master Wei, is very old, probably over eighty years old. He is sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the courtyard, and many juniors have gone over to say hello.

"Master Wei, are you still in good health?"

"I can't do it anymore, I'm getting old, haha."

"I didn't realize it, but the calligraphy you displayed is still very tough."

There are seventy or eighty people scattered in a courtyard. Those who can come today are all prominent figures or family members in the world of calligraphy, painting or literature, and all of them are very important. The worst one is also a member of the Calligraphy Association, which is also a teacher who has made achievements in the field of calligraphy. Of course, in fact, not many people came. After all, it was not an anniversary celebration. There were no people from other fields to congratulate. It was just an ordinary gathering on the anniversary.

At this time, Suna came in and said, "Dad"

Father Su is about fifty years old. His hair is not too white, but his beard is all white. "Why did you arrive so late? Didn't you leave early?"

Su Na chuckled, "I just met my colleague at the door and chatted a little more."

Then, Zhang Ye came to the backyard, but he was wearing sunglasses. He didn't have many interactions or direct conflicts in the calligraphy community. He had never interacted with anyone, and no one recognized him. In fact, some people I don’t know him at all. At most, I have only admired Zhang Ye’s name for a long time.