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"Ye Ling, are you crazy?"

Jiang Shuying looked at Ye Ling in shock, completely confused as to what kind of trick Ye Ling was playing.

You must know that this is the position of vice president of the Calligraphy Association. Once Ye Ling agrees to take it, he will definitely become a high-ranking figure in Kyoto.

Even if he breaks up with Wang Zhonglei by then, Wang Zhonglei will never dare to touch him easily.

Ye Ling shook his head and said: "It's not that I'm crazy, but I'm a layman, so how can I take on this responsibility!"

"Old sir, I appreciate your respect as a junior, but I am really going to live up to your high expectations!"

"Old sir, please come, I won't give you any more gifts!" Ye Ling extended her hand to say goodbye.

"Little friend Ye Ling, this is not a trivial matter after all. I hope you will consider it carefully. The position of vice president of our Calligraphy Association will always be reserved for you." Zhao Zhongde advised cautiously.

He was old and not in good health, and he urgently needed to find someone to succeed him as the president of the Calligraphy Association, so after seeing Ye Ling's calligraphy, he came here specifically at night.

The purpose is to see with my own eyes whether Ye Ling's authentic work is the same as the one in the photo, and to examine Ye Ling's character.

Obviously, the real handwriting is much better than the photo, and the character can also be seen from the handwriting. He is perseverant and unyielding. He is definitely a person worthy of trust.

But what he never expected was that Ye Ling actually rejected him.

Ye Ling walked to the door and opened it: "Old sir, Shuying and I are going to have a rest. Please come!"

Zhao Zhongde walked to the door and sighed: "Little friend Ye Ling, I won't say more. Shuying is also a member of our association. She will tell you the benefits of becoming the vice president of the Calligraphy Association. I just want you to be here Consider it carefully.”

"Goodbye, old gentleman!"

After Ye Ling sent Zhao Zhongde out, he immediately closed the door and looked at Jiang Shuying and said, "You don't need to persuade me, I won't join."

"Why?"

Jiang Shuying frowned and explained: "Ye Ling, do you know that becoming the vice president of the Calligraphy Association will bring not only money, but also a change in status. Even if you and Wang Zhonglei break up, he will also I don’t dare to touch you at all.”

Ye Ling looked at his phone, walked over and said with a smile: "It's not even nine o'clock yet, let me teach you how to study ink!"

"What kind of ink are you studying? Ye Ling, did you listen to me?" Jiang Shuying was going crazy!

How many people want to be the vice-president of the Calligraphy Association but still can't do it? Why is Ye Ling so stubborn about not wanting to do it?

"I didn't listen!" Ye Ling looked at her indifferently and said in a calm tone: "Are you still studying?"

"I……"

Jiang Shuying opened his mouth, his tone involuntarily weakened and said: "Learn!"

"Take this inkstone and clean it."

"Oh, let me put this piece of writing of yours away first."

Jiang Shuying first carefully put the rice paper on the table into the bedroom, then came out and carried the inkstone to the bathroom.

Ye Ling also sat on the sofa and fell silent.

Although he refused very simply just now, he had to admit that he was tempted, because he could see that Zhao Zhongde was dying and would not live for another five or six years at most.

And since Zhao Zhongde came to see him specifically at night, he was definitely not just the vice president of the Calligraphy Association. He was probably planning to entrust the entire Calligraphy Association to him in the future.

By then, he will be the president of the Calligraphy Association, and his status will rise to the top in the country. He will have disciples all over the country, and all people who love calligraphy will respect him and love him.

He will also become a guest of all the nobles. Even the richest man like Dad Ma will not treat him lightly.

But it is precisely because of this that he refuses. In this life, he no longer wants money, power and status, but only wants to have it as easy as possible.

"What are you thinking about? You regret it, right? I told you that if you later..."

Jiang Shuying walked out with the cleaned inkstone and saw Ye Ling alone in a daze. She subconsciously thought that he regretted it. Just as he was about to speak out to persuade him, he was immediately choked back by Ye Ling's look.

"Haha, I understand!" Jiang Shuying closed his mouth knowingly.

Ye Ling took the inkstone from her hand and looked at it, then put it down and said, "Dry the water stains inside and pour a certain amount of clean water into it."

"alright!"

After Jiang Shuying had done everything, he asked, "Should we just pick up the ink ingot and put it in and grind it lightly?"

Ye Ling glanced at the clear water in the inkstone and nodded: "Let's get started, but you don't have to grind it lightly, whatever feels comfortable."

"oh!"

Jiang Shuying picked up the ink stick and put it in, but her long-term habit made her subconsciously rub it gently, and she was simply unable to achieve the kind of comfort Ye Ling said.

Seeing this, Ye Ling said helplessly: "You can't do this. Grind it harder. The ink ingot you bought is not as fragile as you thought."

"But I'm not used to it!"

"Then you get used to it."

"But I'm really not used to it!"

Ye Ling stood up after hearing this, walked behind Jiang Shuying, held her jade hand and said, "Try harder, can you stop being so stupid!"

Jiang Shuying: "..."

"Ye Ling, you're going too far. I'm not stupid. I'm just not used to it..."

"Shut up!"

Ye Ling reprimanded in a low voice, holding Jiang Shuying's jade hand and grinding it casually in the inkstone, and explained: "Don't talk, don't think too much, just quietly feel the intensity, and then create your own grinding process based on this intensity." Comfortable intensity.”

"Um!"

Jiang Shuying responded softly, feeling the heat coming from his ears, and his pretty face turned red involuntarily.

Ye Ling glanced at her and said calmly: "Jingshen, don't think about anything, and you'd better remember this intensity. I will teach you this time only."

"ah?"

Jiang Shuying was stunned for a moment and asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to teach me how to teach you? I've already ironed your clothes for you!"

"You ironed a big hole in my pants, and you had the nerve to iron my clothes."

"I didn't mean it. Besides, I said I would buy you ten pieces to accompany you tomorrow. Why are you so stingy!"

"Shut up, I won't teach you any more!"

After speaking, Ye Ling lowered his head and looked into Jiang Shuying's eyes, and then said, "You can close your eyes. This will help you concentrate more."

Jiang Shuying closed her eyes and followed Ye Ling's method of thinking about nothing, but whenever she felt the heat coming from her ears, she couldn't calm down.

This was the first time she had been so close to a man. Although this man was her nominal husband, she still seemed a little at a loss.