Guqin becomes a beauty

The Guqin Cultural Exchange Conference is a large-scale national conference that lasts for a whole day. Scholars and guqin artists from all over the world come to the stage to report their research results.

Rong Zun watched with great admiration the people on the stage who spoke tirelessly. There was an old man with white hair who talked non-stop for more than two hours, and was finally helped down by his assistant.

These people who love the art of guqin are old and young, some of them have unique insights, which refresh Rong Zun, while some are boring, and he feels sleepy after listening to it for a while.But he is a very polite god, and he doesn't have the habit of sleeping when others are talking. He turned his eyes boredly, and then fell on Ling Xingwei who was sitting in the first row in front of him.

This young man is still dressed in a formal suit today, and his neat short hair sets off his handsome face with sharp edges and corners. Viewed from the side, his full forehead, straight nose bridge, and well-proportioned lips form a very smooth and beautiful arc. The line makes people look up and lift their spirits.

Rong Zun was watching with gusto, when he suddenly saw one side of his face, his dark eyes were precisely locked towards this side, bright as stars.

Rong Zun smiled, waved at him, and then gave him a harsh warning stare.

Rong Zun didn't care.He has already figured out that although this minister has a worse temper than him, he doesn't hold grudges, which is quite to his liking.

So he continued to look at it openly, refreshing him.

Ling Xingwei kept a straight face, his body became more and more tense, but it was still difficult to control his ears gradually turning red.

After finally making it to the intermission, he got up abruptly, ignoring the few people around him who wanted to greet him, strode over to Rong Zun, sat next to him, and pursed his lips.

"Are you here?" Rong Zun's eyes, which were about to close, lit up again, and he looked at him with a smile, "Those people are good at talking, but it's quite interesting."

"Tired?" Ling Xing didn't turn his head.

"Fortunately, a little bit."

"Persist for a while, there is still about an hour, and the morning part is over."

"That's still afternoon."

Ling Xingwei's eyes softened, and he looked at him amusedly and said: "I can't hold on for a while? Can you show some spirit of the ancient gods."

"What energy does the ancient god need? The ancient god can sleep when he is sleepy, and the ancient god does not need to force his energy."

"..." Ling Xing couldn't bear it, and compromised, "Then at least listen to the morning lecture, and if you really want to sleep after lunch, I will let you go to my room to rest."

As the sponsor, the Ministry of National Heritage has a hotel room for every visiting expert, but there is no room for them.Of course, this was not specially arranged by Ling Xing, there is no need to let Rong Zun know.

"No need." Rong Zun yawned slightly, "Actually, I'm not that sleepy, I can do it without sleeping, I can't hold on to this. I will be there in the afternoon for the meeting you held."

The corners of Ling Xingwei's mouth twitched quickly, then sank again, still with a straight face, "Then you should sit down and be more energetic, I have a report in the afternoon, don't get sleepy!"

"understood."

At noon, Rong Zun followed Ling Xingwei to eat the buffet arranged by the meeting.He was holding the plate, and he wanted to taste everything he saw, but Ling Xingwei finally couldn't bear it anymore, "You have already placed three plates on the table. If this plate is full, I'll see if you can still eat it!"

"Ah, are there already three sets? I obviously only picked up a little bit of each." Rong Zun was a little embarrassed.

"No waste." Ling Xing didn't yell at him before he sat down obediently.

Ling Xingwei went to the leadership expert seat first to say hello, and soon returned to Rong Zun's side.

Rong Zun asked him, "Don't you need to sit there? I see your seat sign is placed on that table."

"Need not."

"Oh, that's great."

Rong Zun expressed his welcome very readily, and then focused on the food on the table.

But after he took a few sips one by one, the excitement in his eyes faded, and he said disappointedly: "This is not delicious."

Ling Xingwei knew it would be like this a long time ago, and sighed, "I told you not to take so much."

"I don't have much... Don't worry, I'll finish it." He saw the big words "Not wasting food is a traditional virtue of our country" printed on the paper box on the table, and said wearily.

"Give me some, luckily I didn't get it." Ling Xingwei snorted.

It was only then that Rong Zun realized that Ling Xingwei had just been following him, but he didn't hold a plate in his hand.

Ling Xingwei swiftly divided half of the food Rong Zun took, and pushed the rest to him, "Eat it."

They were eating here, but there was a table of gazes in the other corner.

"Sister Jiang Qing, be careful, don't let the boss see you taking sneak shots!" Xiao Xu nervously raised his collar to cover half of his face, and whispered.

"Oh no, let me have two more." Not long after the meeting ended that day, Jiang Qing was called over by the people from the basic skills training department.She was terrified when she walked all the way, and she still remembered the fear of being dominated when she was trained in it. Although she and Xiao Xu are ordinary human beings, as long as they come into contact with the core secrets of the Ministry of Heritage, they need to pass the assessment inside .

She met the teacher in charge who taught her back then, and the teacher said that Minister Ling called and asked her to come over to talk about Director Rong.

"What's wrong with Director Rong?" She asked curiously.

"Director Rong is the first ancient god to be awakened by the country. His identity is special and must be kept secret."

Jiang Qing: "..." The newly ignited desire to hook up was immediately killed, and then the teacher said something that made her despair.

"Minister Ling explained that you should also join Director Rong's service team. You must keep Director Rong in a happy mood in life and work. You can contact Xu Dan about what you want to do."

……

"Sister Jiang Qing, what are you doing taking so many photos of Mr. Rong?"

"As the only members of Director Rong's service team, we must learn to observe what Director Rong likes to eat!"

"No, there are three people in our group."

"Ah?" Besides the two of them, are there other "unlucky ones chosen by God"?

"Boss minister! He founded this team, and he is our team leader."

"...It turns out that I have worked so hard to collect information, and I am not even a team leader?!"

"Sister Jiang Qing, please lower your voice!" Xiao Xu pressed him down, "I think the boss just came over!"

……

Ling Xingwei was peeling the prawns, and put the prawns in a bowl. After he finished peeling them all, he calmly wiped his hands, took out his phone and sent a message.

At the same time, Jiang Qing's cell phone rang suddenly.She picked it up and looked at it, then she made a bitter face, and said in a sad voice: "There is no lunch break after this, the minister asked me to arrange to collect a batch of paper-cut works as gifts, in such a hurry, didn't the gift list be made earlier?"

Xiao Xu muffled and didn't say a word, and glanced cautiously towards the minister, and sure enough, he saw a smug arc on the corner of his mouth, and put the phone back.

Ling Xing put the bowl filled with shrimps in front of Rong Zun, "Okay, don't eat those, I don't have a big stomach, so pick some expensive ones."

Rong Zun didn't want to eat it for a long time, and when he heard the words made sense, he decided to switch to eating shrimp.

"Minister Ling, thank you for peeling the shrimp."

"It's not for you to peel it, I want to eat it too, it just happens to be easy."

"Thank you." Rong Zun said, put a shrimp into his mouth, and said critically, "This shrimp is not very fresh. There used to be a spiritual spring on the mountain of my house, and the fish and shrimp raised in it are better than this one. In the future, if there are Chance, I invite you to be our guest."

Ling Xingwei looked at him and said, "Okay."

The report in the afternoon was also very lengthy, only when Ling Xing was not on stage to speak, Rong Zun raised his spirits.

He feels that this person is not only reliable and capable, but also has the deepest understanding and research of Guqin culture among all of them. He deserves to be the Minister of National Heritage at a young age.

Finally, the day's meeting is over, and we have to attend a charity dinner in the evening.

Ling Xingwei took him upstairs to the hotel room, and took out another brighter white suit for him to change into.

"Why do you need to change clothes?"

"It's etiquette to wear different clothes for different occasions."

Rong Zun understands.They also have various activities in heaven, but it is more convenient to change clothes at that time, just make a trick.

He changed it out, and saw that Ling Xingwei also changed it again.Compared with the calm style worn in the meeting just now, it is more handsome and compelling.

Ling Xingwei looked him up and down, did not comment, but almost hit the door when he turned around.

The charity gala was also held in this hotel, but in another larger ballroom.

Rong Zun found that almost everyone had changed into new clothes, especially the women, who seemed to have changed their appearance one by one.

"Director Rong! You're here too." A slender woman in a wine-red long dress came towards me, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, smiling charmingly.

Rong Zun didn't recognize her until she got close, and suddenly said: "Director Jiang."

Jiang Qing pursed her lips and smiled, looked up to see Ling Xingwei, and tilted her head jokingly, "Boss Minister, I have done a good job of the work you have given me, I ask for praise."

Ling Xingwei looked at her arm that was about to be attached to Rong Zun's body, and said with a straight face, "Okay."

"Are you still going to meet the old leader and some experts? Director Rong just stays with us, and there are a few colleagues waiting to get to know him over there." Jiang Qing said, already taking Rong Zun's arm.

Ling Xingwei's eyes sank, just about to say no.An old gentleman in the distance has already called out his name.

Those around him are all leaders from the top of the country, so it is impossible not to go.

He looked at Rong Zun, "You stay with Jiang Qing first, I'll be over in a while."

"You go." Although Rong Zun was uncomfortable being held by someone's arm, he also understood that this is the etiquette of modern people, so he did not show a reassuring smile to Ling Xing.

Ling Xing couldn't bear it anymore, and reluctantly turned and left.

"Hey, Director Rong, you know that our minister is doing well, right? Although he looks serious, he actually takes good care of us." Jiang Qing approached.

This sentence was also heard from Xiao Xu.

"You all like to call him the boss?" Rong Zun smiled.

"This is just a joke in private. I don't dare to call it that at work on weekdays." Jiang Qing stuck out her tongue and pulled him, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet other colleagues." She lowered her voice again With a voice, "Although your status is special, it's not easy to act special."

"You know me?" Rong Zun was a little surprised.

Jiang Qing looked around mysteriously, seeing that no one had noticed this place, she made a weird gesture, crossed her right index finger and thumb, pointed at herself with the thumb, and then nodded at Xu Dan not far away. , and finally pointed at Minister Ling who was talking to the leaders, drew a circle, and pointed from the middle to Rong Zun's chest.

Rong Zun opened his big eyes in ignorance, and bent slightly at her gesture.

Jiang Qing lay beside his ear and whispered: "We are together." After looking up, she nodded solemnly to Rong Zun.

Rong Zun suppressed the incomprehension in his heart, followed her example, pursed his face, and nodded, "It's a gang."

"Yes!" Seeing that he understood, Jiang Qing patted his shoulder with a smile in the blink of an eye, and put her arms together, "Let's go, those colleagues are waiting impatiently."

……

The previous stage of the reception was finally over, Ling Xingwei just felt that the days were like years, and when he found Rong Zun, he found that the atmosphere of chatting with a few people was just right.Immediately, I felt that all my worries were in vain, and I was also faintly proud.

"Minister, you are here." Seeing him, Rong Zun changed his words with great difficulty.

Ling Xingwei: "..." came over and grabbed him, "Who did you learn this from?"

Just as Rong Zun wanted to point to the colleagues around him, he found that they had all disappeared.

"Don't call it that."

"Oh, Minister Ling."

Ling Xingwei smoothed the wrinkles on his shoulders, "You can call me by my name."

Rong Zun froze for a moment, smiled quietly and did not speak.

The host has already come on stage, and is organizing for everyone to sit down.

Ling Xingwei took a breath, and said lightly: "Let's go, it's time to pass."

The author has something to say:

Rong Zun: "You still want me to call you by your name? Hmph, it's a beautiful idea, Xingwei can only belong to my baby Qin!"