Chapter 1208
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Wen Fenglin got out of the taxi and stood in front of the magnificent and elegant entrance . His face was full of emotion .
Ruyi Art Association .
A get-together was held once every three years . The timing of each get-together was never fixed .
This time, Wen Fenglin was notified of the event out of the blue . Given that he had to see to Ou Ming as well, he came to Fujian to take part in the event .
Once he got out, he saw a few luxury cars stopping in the distance . Compared to them, he seemed to be sorely lacking in his air and style .
Wen Fenglin paid no heed to that . He slung his bag over his shoulder and walked up .
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Of the passengers exiting the luxury cars, a number of them were roughly the same age as he was . A few others were as young as Ou Ming and Yu Lili . It was quite a crowd .
The event this time looked to be a lot bigger than it had been nine years ago when he last attended .
Wen Fenglin swaggered his way in ostentatiously . Quite a number of people recognized him .
A young man walked forward and looked at Wen Fenglin in surprise . "Are you Mr . Wen Fenglin, sir?"
Wen Fenglin looked at the young man and thought he looked very familiar . At that moment, he couldn't identify where he'd seen that face before .
He smiled and nodded, answering, "I am he . "
"Hello . I am Zhen Li . My father often speaks of you," the young man said .
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"And your father is…" Wen Fenglin replied .
"Zhen Xianlang," the young man said .
When Wen Fenglin was suddenly enlightened and laughed out loud . He shook the man's hand and said, "Wow, his son is all grown up! You should be 25 years old this year, am I right?"
Zhen Li looked a little embarrassed as he shook his head and asked, "Do I look very old?"
When he heard that, Wen Fenglin found it strange . "Did I remember incorrectly?"
"Yeah . I'm 21 this year . After the new year, I guess I'll be 22 according to the Chinese calendar . Let's go, Mr . Wen . This way, please," Zhen Li said .
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Wen Fenglin felt a little awkward when he heard that . He smiled as he nodded his head .
Many attendees inside recognized Wen Fenglin as well . After all, the reputation of the Vagabond Artist was known far and wide .
As the head of the art association, Zhen Xianlang was already inside . When he heard the people around him speak of Wen Fenglin, he was caught by surprise and hurried forward .
They hadn't seen each other for more than 10 years . Zhen Xianlang looked very different from before .
In the past, when they were young, they had each been an outstanding talent with a dignified bearing .
As the years had passed, the both of them became a lot more relaxed .
Zhen Xianlang had a crew cut, and his hair was black and short . Much like in his younger days, he looked strong and healthy . His eyes were quite big and full of energy . His facial features were symmetrical . The only thing was that wrinkles had appeared on his face .
When Wen Fenglin saw Zhen Xianlang, a moment of familiarity passed between them .
Zhen Xianlang looked at Wen Fenglin . Sincere happiness spread from his heart to his face . He walked up and gave the friend that he hadn't seen in many years a big warm hug . "Long time no see, Brother!"
Wen Fenglin laughed aloud and patted him on the shoulder . "Yeah! I never expected that you'd have a second son! I thought that you'd never marry . "
When Zhen Xianlang heard that, the smile on his face froze .
Zhen Li noticed that something was amiss and quickly interjected, "Dad, the food's ready . Let's head in . "
"Yes . Come, come, come . Let's go in," Zhen Xianlang said .
When Wen Fenglin heard that, his emotions became even more complicated . With a slight smile, he followed the father and son of the Zhen family inside .