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Chapter 773 Do You Have the Sword of Gryffindor

The next day, Zhang Zhong's family went to Yangmei.

The Children's Artists event, which was originally planned to be held last week, was postponed to this week due to some reasons. It is not a grand event in itself, so it is not a big deal to change the time.

However, for some children who came from other places, there are still some troubles, and they need to change the itinerary for this.

When their family arrived, many children and parents had already arrived.

Most of these children are about ten years old, the younger ones are about seven or eight years old, and the older ones are about fourteen or five years old.

Except for a few older children who came alone, the other children were accompanied by their parents, most of the children were accompanied by at most two parents, and she was the only one with four parents like Pengpeng.

Li Shuo held his son's hand and couldn't help yawning. He didn't come home until eleven o'clock after working overtime yesterday. It was already midnight when he was lying on the bed after washing up. Activities, he got up at five o'clock in the morning.

He and his wife are very busy with work, and Li Shuo's parents usually take care of their son, but today's event is in Central America after all, the old lady and the others are illiterate, so he has to come here. As for his wife, she works as a nurse in the hospital. Today happened to be her day shift.

"Father, will I go to school here in the future?" Son Li Zini asked, tugging at his arm.

Li Shuo smiled, "Do you want to study here?"

"Of course I want to. Our teacher used to go to school here, and only very powerful people can come to school here."

Hearing his son's words, Li Shuo smiled gratifiedly, "Then you must work hard and listen to your teacher, otherwise you will not be able to come to school here in the future."

"Uh-huh."

After talking to his son for a few words, most of Li Shuo's sleepiness dissipated. Many children and parents came here at the moment, so he looked at them.Among these children, Li Zini in his family is considered young.

Li Zini is only eight years old today, but Li Shuo sent him to learn painting when he was three years old, and it has been five years now.

This kid is also up to the challenge. Their parents don't have much talent in art, but he has always performed well. He has won many awards in art competitions in the past few years, so the teacher from their studio recommended Li Zini to come to this event.

Yo, this little girl doesn't look very old.

As soon as Li Shuo scanned the crowd, he saw four adults walking over with a pink and cute little girl, who was about the same age as his Li Zini.

Those who can participate in this children's artist activity are relatively talented children, and this girl is definitely no exception, but Li Shuo smacked his lips because of this situation. It seems that three generations of a family of five have come here.

"I go--"

Li Shuo suddenly rubbed his eyes. He felt that he had not woken up and hallucinated, and he saw Zhang Zhong here?
After rubbing his eyes again, Zhang Zhong was still Zhang Zhong, nothing changed.

Really fake, not just look alike.

But then he saw a few teachers from Central America greeting Zhang Zhong, who looked very familiar.

Seeing this scene, Li Shuo was basically sure that this person was Zhang Zhong.

"Where are you going, Dad?"

Li Zini was looking around, but he felt a force coming from his hand, and his father was pulling him aside.

Li Shuo smiled and said to his son, "I'm going to see my idol."

……

Zhang Zhong said hello to several teachers from Yangmei, but he didn't see Wu Ziyun, so Wu Ziyun would come out later.

Just as he was about to pull Pengpeng forward, he saw a man walking towards him with a smile on his back, pulling a child.

"Da Zhang, hello, hello, I'm your book fan."

It is normal to meet book fans, Zhang Chong greeted each other with a smile, "Hi, you also brought your children to participate in the event?"

"Yes, yes, my son is learning to paint, and he is doing well, so their teacher recommended him to participate in this event."

"Kids, come on." Zhang Zhong smiled and cheered Li Zini up.

Seeing a kid, Pengpeng smiled generously, "Hi, my name is Zhang Pengpeng, what's your name?"

Li Zini has a relatively introverted personality, and shrank behind his father, "My name is Li Zini."

"Li Zini?" Pengpeng pronounced the second word softly, just like a civet cat.

Li Zini quickly corrected, "It's Li Zini."

"Yeah, um, Li Zini." Pengpeng read it right this time. She looked at the shy Li Zini and said with a smile, "You must be younger than me. You can just call me sister Pengpeng from now on."

Zhang Zhong curled his lips, this girl likes being called her sister, Qin Zhao is several years older than her, so she insists on being called Senior Sister.

When she came over just now, most of the children who saw this area were younger than her, and they were a little depressed. Now seeing a younger than her, I feel very happy.But Li Zini is actually a few months older than Pengpeng, but a little shorter than her.

Li Zini bit her lip and didn't call her, but she didn't care, and continued, "I know this place very well, follow me in a while, and I'll show you to play."

Zhang Zhong looked at Li Zini who kept leaning behind his father, and felt that the little guy was "scared" by Peng Peng.

"Is this your first time to Yangmei?" Zhang Chong asked with a smile.

Li Shuo nodded and said, "Yes, I didn't expect to see you again. Congratulations on winning the Goncourt Prize for Literature."

"Thank you." Zhang Chong said with a smile, "But it's been a few weeks."

"Yes, yes, people have to look forward. You will definitely win more prizes. We will always support you. I have bought all your books. That's right." Li Shuo suddenly thought of something, and pulled his son into the In front, he said, "Son, don't you like Harry Potter very much? This uncle wrote the Harry Potter stories."

Before Zhang Zhong could speak, Peng Peng said first, "Yes, yes, Harry Potter was written by my father, do you like it too? Then do you have the sword of Gryffindor?"

Originally, when Li Zini heard that Harry Potter was written by the uncle in front of him, stars started to appear in his eyes, but after hearing Pengpeng's words, his expression suddenly became aggrieved, and he hid behind his father again.

Seeing his son like this, Li Zini touched his head and said to Zhang Zhong with a smile, "I wanted to buy it for him before, but I didn't get the sword of Gryffindor. He has everything else around."

"It's okay, there will be more in the near future." Zhang Chong smiled. At that time, the limit of [-] pieces was a gimmick, but later saw that many scalpers on the Internet were speculating on the price of the Gryffindor sword, and many people added it to several thousand. Going to buy a sword, this made Zhang Zhong feel that this kind of limit violated the original intention of wanting to give back to fans, so he decided to increase the amount, first mentioning [-] swords.

(End of this chapter)