When he arrived at Jinling University, Jiang Qingzhong was already waiting at the school gate.
Obviously, he was waiting for Ye Chen's arrival.
Seeing Ye Chen's figure appear, Jiang Qingzhong smiled and greeted him immediately.
"Thank God, you are finally here."
Jiang Qingzhong's face was full of excitement, and his hanging heart finally dropped at this moment.
Glancing at him, Ye Chen asked calmly: "Stop talking so much, where is Qingqing, and the old man."
"They're all in my office." Jiang Qingzhong replied, and then his expression became a little solemn.
"In addition to Mr. Wang, there are also several calligraphy experts present. Ye Chen, don't call Mr. Wang an old man. If others hear you, they will think that we, the teachers and students of Jinling University, don't understand etiquette."
"Just an old man, so particular." Ye Chen curled his lips slightly, but he still said: "I know."
The two walked side by side towards the principal's office.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of many students.
"Hey, that person seems to be Principal Jiang. The one next to him must be Sai Huatuo Ye Chen on campus."
"Yes, yes, that's them. I heard that Ye Chen hasn't had any classes since the beginning of the school year. I wonder how it can be like this. It turns out that this guy is a related household."
"Isn't that right? Moreover, this guy is very carefree. Not only does he have a close relationship with the goddess teacher, but he also has constant affairs with several school beauties."
"What, there is such a thing, my goddess Lin Mengru should not board this guy's pirate ship..."
"Oh, you're overthinking it. School beauty Lin was the first one to get on the pirate ship. Some time ago, this guy bribed the dormitory aunt and went directly into the girls' dormitory. My boyfriend saw it with his own eyes."
The students around him were talking a lot, their faces full of regret, and they only regretted that they did not have such a strong background.
Otherwise, the most powerful person in the school is themselves.
"Humph, you can't do whatever you want even if you have a background." A few students who were petty and liked to set the pace took pictures of Ye Chen and Jiang Qingzhong and posted them on the school forum.
The official website of the forum suddenly fell. The fact that Jiang Qingzhong was Ye Chen’s backstage quickly spread throughout Jinling University.
However, the parties involved, Ye Chen and Jiang Qingzhong, were unaware of all this. One after another, they quickly arrived at the door of the principal's office.
At this time, there were several people standing in the principal's office.
The leader was an old man with white beard and hair. His face was red and he was guarded in the middle.
Behind him, there were several middle-aged people, all of whom looked to be in their early forties. They looked respectful and listened to the old man's eloquent words.
On the left side of the old man, Jiang Wanqing stood there. She was also listening to the old man's words, with an unusually focused expression.
"Mr. Wang, you are so amazing. When I heard what you said, I immediately felt enlightened." Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but say with admiration on her face.
She has been passionate about calligraphy since she was a child. Although she did not pursue calligraphy when she grew up, she never gave up her hobby.
The calligraphy sage king of the imperial capital changed it. It was the master of calligraphy she had admired since she was a child.
Hearing Jiang Wanqing's words, Wang Gaizhi sighed slightly and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "It's amazing. It's a pity that my modest achievements are not even considered superficial in the eyes of some people."
In the past thirty years, the Chinese calligraphy community has always respected Wang Gaizhi, which is a recognized fact in the calligraphy community.
And a powerful figure like him actually said such words in public today, which really shocked them.
However, everyone could not believe that this was true, and only regarded these words as Mr. Wang's self-effacement.
"Mr. Wang, you are too humble." Jiang Wanqing said with a smile.
However, before Wang Gaizhi could respond, a lazy voice suddenly sounded at the door of the office.
"He's not being modest, but he really feels that he's not good enough."
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged men suddenly showed unkind looks.
They were all Wang Gaizhi's disciples, and of course they couldn't bear to hear someone speaking ill of their mentor.
As for Jiang Wanqing, she looked at the office door with a surprised look on her face.
She knew that Ye Chen's relationship with Mr. Wang was unusual, but she didn't expect that he would show up at this time.
"You...you are..." Wang Gaizhi suddenly became excited when he saw Ye Chen appear.
He laughed so loudly that he left everyone behind and rushed toward the office door.
"What am I? I haven't seen you for a few years. You old guy, don't you even recognize me?"
Ye Chen curled his lips and slapped Wang Gaizhi on the head, causing him to scream in pain.
"Presumptuous!" "Stop!" "What are you doing!"
Several middle-aged men shouted in unison. They stared at Ye Chen, with anger burning in their eyes.
A young boy who dared to hit their mentor on the head was simply treasonous.
They were just about to question Jiang Qingzhong on the side, but suddenly they heard their mentor Wang Gaizhi speak.
"That's enough, you guys, hurry up and pay homage to your master." Wang Gaizhi frowned and said.
Although these disciples were scolding them to protect their own face, they had offended their little teacher after all, which made Wang Gaizhi somewhat unhappy.
"What?" After hearing their mentor's words, the middle-aged people were all stunned.
This young man is the little teacher that their mentor has been talking about for several years?
They stared at Ye Chen, their faces full of shock, and they all had an unreal feeling.
"I forgot to warn you on the phone last time, you old man, when did I tell you to become my disciple?" Ye Chen said with some dissatisfaction, waving his fist.
This bad old man has no talent, but he is so thick-skinned. He has already rejected him three times, yet he still shamelessly pretends to be his disciple.
"Teacher, they say things can only happen in threes. This is my fourth time. Please accept me for the sake of half of my feet already in the ground."
Wang Gaizhi smiled bitterly and played the emotional card with Ye Chen.
"Stop pretending like this. You don't have much time to pretend in front of me. You think I can't tell."
Glancing at him, Ye Chen looked calm and unmoved at all.
Don't think that he doesn't know that this old guy is in good health, and after his conditioning back then, he can live to be at least thirty years old.
Even if more than three years have passed since that treatment, he still has at least twenty-five years of life left, which is still too early for him to be buried.
If you play the emotional card in this way, others may become soft-hearted, but obviously Ye Chen will not.
Wang Gaizhi smiled bitterly, he had actually forgotten this incident.
It was Ye Chen who saved him from terminal liver cancer back then. How could he hide his current condition from a miracle doctor like him?
At this time, Wang Gaizhi's disciples, those middle-aged men, were completely confused. They felt that their world view had collapsed.
The dignified calligrapher of the imperial capital asked a young man to become his disciple, but he was rejected more than once.
Is there still king's law, is there still heaven's principle?
If this news spread, most people would think it was said by a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital.
But all of this happened in front of their eyes.
