Chapter 21 Promise at Qianjiang University
Some words would be degrading for adults.
But for children, it is just childish talk, and children are not sensible yet.
Taking advantage of his 15-year-old age, Li Luo glanced at his mother with an uncontrollable expression on her lips, and continued to say with a smile:
"I have better luck this time. , Cousin, do you know? I got full marks for my Chinese composition, and many schools copied it for students to see.”
“And because of my extraordinary performance this time, the school made an exception and awarded me the title of outstanding graduate. "Here's the certificate."
"There are only eleven people in the whole school, so it's quite rare."
Li Luo started showing off, which made Zhang Xuefen's face turn red and white. .
But as an elder, she was too embarrassed to argue with a child. In the end, she could only stiffen her face, avoid Lin Xiuhong's annoying smile, look at Li Guohong aside, and asked with a stiff smile:
“Your Li Luo, did you do so well in the exam this time?”
"That's right." Li Guohong didn't mean to show off or slap him in the face. He said kindly, "He is lucky. He has a classmate to help him review his homework."
"Our two families are like this. It was fate that both of their children were admitted to the No. 1 High School in the same class. "When they enter high school, Li Luo and Wei Chun must study hard and strive to get into a good university in the future." "
"Yes." Wei Dongrong on the side took over and said with a smile on his face, "You have to work hard."
After that, he took it from his pocket. He handed out a red envelope and handed it to Li Luo: "Come on, I believe that it is not luck to be admitted to the No. 1 Middle School. Li Luo, take it. Wei Chun will have to learn from you."
"Thank you, cousin." Li Luo politely accepted the red envelope.
On the other side, Li Guohong also took out a red envelope in time and handed it to Wei Chun.
After the two parties praised each other, Li Guohong and his family sent Wei Dongrong and others out of the box.
Leaving the private room and walking in the hotel corridor, Zhang Xuefen's face suddenly became gloomy, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Then she couldn't help but patted her son's shoulder hard, and asked through gritted teeth: "You already know about Li Luo's grades, right? Why didn't you tell me clearly in advance?"
Wei Chun shrank subconsciously, lowered his head and looked at the ground, and whispered: "You didn't ask..."
"You really piss me off." Zhang Xuefen huffed, her chest was filled with anger. Constant ups and downs.
When she thought of Lin Xiuhong's smiling face just now, her heart was filled with panic.
I originally thought that the son I had trained had such good academic performance that he would always dominate Lin Xiuhong's son.
But now, Li Luo has turned against Tiangang? !
555 points!
Full marks for the Chinese composition!
Is this the score that boy can get?
"Did Xiuhong and his family have some connections to leak the real test questions to Li Luo?" Zhang Xuefen said with malicious intent.
"Okay." Wei Dongrong frowned when he heard what she said, "I told you before, don't be so petty."
"Their family is the first to open a breakfast shop. That means the Li family has a lot of people and good connections in the area."
"What is the current condition of our family? You don't need to compare with others." "
"The score is there, the fact is established, don't discuss this kind of thing in the future."
When Wei Dongrong said this, Zhang Xuefen immediately became silent. As obedient as a cat, it instantly returns to its original state from a state of explosive fur.
When he was about to reach the door of his private room, Zhang Xuefen asked in a low voice: "Then if their family doesn't invest in our project, where do they plan to use the money?"
"Say I want to buy a house." Wei Dongrong said, "House prices in the urban area have been falling for half a year, and I don't know what they think. Is it possible that they still want to buy a house at this time?"
< br>"Buy a house?" Zhang Xuefen was also stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but mocked, "Their family only has a small amount of savings, so they have to take out a loan to buy a house, right?"
"That's why I can't figure it out. "Wei Dongrong shook his head and said, "But it's not much less than their money."
With that said, they returned to the box.
Zhang Xuefen was already rolling her eyes, thinking that she would go and inquire about the house that Lin Xiuhong and her family wanted to buy.
...
“Take it, there’s no need to give it to me.”
In the hotel box, Li Luo handed the red envelope that his cousin Wei Dongrong had given him just now to his mother.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiuhong waved her hand and asked him to keep it by himself: "I kept the red envelope for you. You can keep this for yourself as pocket money."
Li Luo She raised her eyebrows and said, "Mom, the sun is coming out in the west."
"What do you mean, kid?" Lin Xiuhong glanced at him and pretended to take the red envelope back, "You're talking like that ”
“Hey! Hey, hey!” Li Luo turned away flexibly and quickly stuffed the red envelope into his trouser pocket, “You can’t go back on your promise.”
"Take it, please." Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him, then smiled, feeling quite happy.
After all, ever since she got married, Lin Xiuhong couldn't get enough of Zhang Xuefen's mouth.
Today, my son Li Luo had a small mouth, and it was the first time that he helped Lin Xiuhong regain the situation, allowing her, a rare mother, to experience the joy of raising a baby again.
It turns out that when my children get good grades, they feel so happy?
Thinking of this, Lin Xiuhong did not forget to remind her: "You also accepted the red envelope, and I will buy you a house. If you go to the No. 1 Middle School and still fool around like before, I will take care of you. "
"Don't worry." Li Luo patted his chest, then pointed at Ying Chanxi beside him, and said with a smile, "Ying Chanxi said before that as long as I get into the No. 1 Middle School, I will definitely be able to do it. If you don’t get admitted to Qianjiang University, go and settle the score with her.”
Ying Chanxi was eating the fruit plate. When he heard what Li Luo said, he immediately swallowed the watermelon in his mouth: "I was encouraging you, who gave you the assurance?"
"You are quite shameless." Lin Xiuhong also had a look of disgust on her face, and then said, "Qianjiang University Does that mean you can pass the exam if you pass the exam? "
Qianjiang University is located on the edge of the Yinjiang River in Yinjiang District, Yuhang City, Qianjiang Province. It is the top university in the province. one.
Looking across the country, it is also a comprehensive 985211 double first-class university firmly ranked in the top five.
Although Li Luo has successfully entered the No. 1 Middle School, Lin Xiuhong never thought that her son would be able to attend Qianjiang University.
After all, among their relatives, there are occasionally one or two children who are admitted to the No. 1 Middle School. But there is really no one who can get into Qianjiang University.
As long as Li Luo can pass the exam, there will really be smoke rising from the graves of his ancestors.
But thinking of this, Lin Xiuhong couldn't help but look at Ying Chanxi, and suddenly reacted: "Speaking of which, Xixi's mother graduated from Qianjiang University, right?"
Tips At this point, Ying Chanxi's face suddenly froze, and he immediately fell into memories. He nodded lightly: "Well... my mother is a graduate of Qianjiang University." The university is really great," Lin Xiuhong said, and then said, "But Xixi, with your grades, you can actually get into those two universities in Beijing, right?"
"Qianjiang University is it? The best choice." Ying Chanxi shook his head, with a smile on his face, "There is no other choice."
Turning to look at Qingmei's profile, Li Luo sighed, and then said: "Then. I'll just go through the trouble and go to Qianjiang University to accompany you."
"Is this what you said?" Ying Chanxi turned to meet Li Luo's gaze, her eyes shining brightly. Flash, "Don't go back on your word."
"It's a deal." Li Luo laughed twice.
There are still three years left before the college entrance examination. I can copy and recall the original college entrance examination papers for him.
……
After the entrance banquet, Li Luo entered his ordinary summer vacation routine.
There are no homework requirements during the summer vacation for junior high school students, and you can arrange your time at will around the clock.
It’s now around three in the morning. He gets up early and goes to the store with his parents to help, and goes home to catch up on his sleep at noon.
In the afternoon and evening, I stayed in the study room of Ying Chanxi’s house and typed on the keyboard.
Occasionally, I invite Zhao Rongjun out to play basketball and get familiar with my young body, which has endless energy.
I think about my previous life. When I first graduated from college, I was sitting for a long time writing online articles, and my weight soared to 80 or 90 kilograms. Later, I stayed up late for a long time to work on short plays, write copywriting, and serve takeout all day long.
Later, I would set up a stall at around nine o'clock in the evening, frying noodles on the roadside until closing the stall at three in the morning. During the day, I would ride an electric donkey all over the city to deliver food.
By the time you reach the age of 35, your body has already been damaged.
Now I go back to when I was 15 years old. I could jump around on the court, move around, and play ball all afternoon without feeling tired.
Li Luo only felt that such a life was very beautiful.
However, as his parents signed a mortgage, completed the loan procedures one after another, and were about to take over the house owned by his third grandfather, Li Luo was also writing seriously, hoping that his first novel could alleviate the burden on his family a little.
He wanted to find some evil ways to make quick money, but firstly, he didn’t have a few taels of money, and secondly, he was a minor, so he really couldn’t do it.
It can only be said in a humble way.
While Li Luo was enjoying his summer vacation, far away in the Wenyue Group in Changning City, editor Qianzhou was waiting for the backend to refresh data.
Hongdou, the editor-in-chief of the urban group, glanced at the time and told several editors in the group: "Yesterday's follow-up reading data is coming out. Everyone should submit three Sanjiang recommendations to me before noon. If If there are five hundred followers, add a special mark. "
Sanjiang recommendation is the best recommendation a book can get during the free new book period.
Among the hundreds of books in the same period, only about ten books are eligible to be selected.
As a new editor, Qianzhou’s writers have varying strengths, unlike the veteran editors who have one or two great writers who have the performance support of veteran writers.
So Qianzhou was a little nervous when faced with the weekly recommendation from Sanjiang.
Qingyue, the female editor next door, looked relaxed and confident about the Sanjiang recommendation this time.
Qianzhou naturally knew this very well.
This editor Qingyue came here more than half a year before him. In the past few months, with his understanding of Korean entertainment, he has recruited many writers who are good at writing Korean entertainment articles.
In recent years, the entertainment trend of Kimchi Country has swept across the country, setting off waves of craze in the gossip field.
Internet articles, as business writing chasing the trend, naturally followed the trend and produced many high-quality Korean entertainment articles, which once occupied half of the urban entertainment category.
Currently, eight out of ten new books in the urban category that involve entertainment are Korean entertainment, and the data are pretty good.
Huayuwen is somewhat in decline.
Not to mention the fictional entertainment in the parallel world!
But Qianzhou usually doesn’t pay much attention to Korean entertainment news, nor does he watch Korean dramas or idols, so he rarely takes the initiative to sign Korean entertainment articles.
Among the new books in this issue, among the entertainment books that he is more optimistic about, there are only two that have pretty good data.
One book is "The Age of Art", which says "Going to bed early will make you grow taller". It writes about the art film era of the sixth generation directors at the beginning of the century, and it is quite tasteful.
The first book is the "rekindled" "I'm Really Not a Star". It is written about fictional entertainment, with songs, literary creation, and TV series developed in three directions. It is constantly refreshing and the plot rhythm is quite good.
"Oh haha~" Qingyue, the editor next door, suddenly let out a cheerful laugh, "The "Korean Entertainment Max Level Guide" in my hand, I read 780 last week, Sanjiang should be stable, right?"< br>
Qianzhou felt tight after hearing what Qingyue said.
There are only two or three recommended places for Sanjiang in the urban category every week.
Once one of them is occupied by Qingyue, and another one is occupied by the more popular official novels or traditional pretentious articles in urban literature, the book in his hand will be in danger.
Thinking like this, Qianzhou quickly refreshed the background and looked at the reading data of the books in his hand.
"The Age of Literature and Art" - Reading 507.
Over five hundred!
It's a pity... Qianzhou felt happy and disappointed at the same time. It was a bit regretful that this very interesting Chinese entertainment novel had bumped into the popular Korean entertainment novel next door.
Thinking about this, Qianzhou looked down again, and then he suddenly became energetic.
"I'm Really Not a Star"
——Reading 1078!
It’s more than a thousand! ?
(End of this chapter)