Chapter 122 Xu Youyu’s Father
The performance of the rock club came to a successful conclusion with the chorus of Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng.
Yuan Wanqing squinted her eyes and landed on Li Luo, who was next to her daughter.
But Li Luo didn’t do anything. Yan Zhusheng posted it himself.
Especially at the climax of the chorus in the second half, Li Luo had already moved half of his body, completely giving up the microphone to Yan Zhusheng.
But Yan Zhusheng took the microphone off the stand and took the initiative to hand it to Li Luo's mouth.
Yuan Wanqing couldn't say much.
As for Ying Chanxi on the other side, his expression has returned to calm.
When the music ended and applause broke out around her, she also smiled and applauded. At first glance, others could not see anything strange.
"You sang really well. Fortunately, I have another microphone." Xu Youyu sighed, and then praised, "Li Luo is very quick to respond to situations. He doesn't look panicked. He's really cool." Heart player.”
"Yeah." Ying Chanxi nodded slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"After we finish here, remember to have dinner together at noon." Xu Youyu patted Ying Chanxi on the shoulder and said with a smile, "My mother went home to cook after finishing the parent-teacher meeting. Don’t bother Li Luo’s parents. Just let them visit my house later.”
“Is that so?” Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment, “I remember my senior’s house is...”
"In the family building of Qianjiang University." Xu Youyu blinked, "We will gather at the school gate in a while, and I will take you there."
"Okay, let me tell my uncle and aunt."< br>
“Remember to call Yan Zhusheng’s mother.” Xu Youyu said to her, “I’ll go and tell Li Luo too.”
Ying Chanxi nodded and walked straight towards Lin Xiuhong. , and had no intention of going to the activity room on the second floor to find Li Luo.
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Qianjiang University, Office of the School of Liberal Arts.
Xu Rongsheng, professor of the Department of Literature, was leaning on his office chair, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and was checking his mailbox.
I clicked on one of the letters from the Provincial Writers Association. It was an invitation letter to a symposium. The content was to invite Professor Xu Rongsheng to come and provide guidance at the symposium on jointly promoting the development of online literature held by the Provincial Network Writers Association in early February next year.
Xu Rongsheng raised his eyebrows, but he was noncommittal about Internet articles. His main research direction is mainly in the field of modern and contemporary literature, but he can also have some scraps with the originator of Internet articles.
And he is a member of the bureau of the Provincial Writers' Association. They will be given priority in many symposiums within the Writers' Association.
At the same time, for invitation-only symposiums like this one, attendees will receive corresponding allowances, and the normal expenses for attending the conference will also be borne by the association.
It is equivalent to a free trip.
However, this symposium was led by the Provincial Internet Writers Association, which was just established this year. It was considered the Internet Writers Association’s first attempt to bring authors together offline in an official name.
The significance is quite significant.
This symposium is initially scheduled to take place between February 6th and 9th, totaling three and a half days.
The lecture fee for Xu Rongsheng there is 5,000 per day, and free accommodation and meals are provided.
To be honest, Xu Rongsheng considers himself not a very well-known professor, and he usually just hangs on his name in the Writers' Association.
Often when invited by the Writers' Association, sometimes there is no subsidy, just free accommodation.
The Internet Writers Association of this province is quite generous, and even gave him a 5,000 daily subsidy plan, which is quite rare.
After all, unlike professors from finance or medical schools, he can often participate in business meetings. A similar amount of allowance is quite rare for professors in literature departments.
So of course he was moved.
Xu Rongsheng took a look at his follow-up arrangements for this year and found that there would be nothing to do in February for the time being.
New Year's Eve is in the middle of February. If it's from the 6th to the 9th... it's a good time to relax and make some extra money.
Thinking of this, Xu Rongsheng thought about the words and then wrote back a letter to the Provincial Writers Association, saying that he could participate in the symposium in February.
Just then, his phone rang.
When Xu Rongsheng answered the phone, he heard his wife say on the other end:
"Old Xu, your daughter brought back her classmates and their parents today."
"Isn't today a parent-teacher meeting? Youyu is renting at someone else's house, so I'm thinking of inviting their parents to have a meal."
"Remember to come back early at noon and entertain me."
Xu Rongsheng responded, and then asked: "Who are the parents of these classmates?"
"They all seem to be in the first year of high school." His wife Cui Suling said over there, "There are two children who are There is another girl who lives with her and has been very close to her recently. I think we have never met her.”
“Okay, I understand.” Go back.”
After hanging up the phone, Xu Rongsheng read the emails in the mailbox. After finishing the above matters, he looked at the time, got up, cleared the table, picked up his coat, and walked towards the family building. go. ...
On the other side, Li Luo and his group were also gathering at the school gate.
After Yan Zhusheng found Yuan Wanqing, he walked quietly to his mother, pulled her sleeves, and whispered in her ear:
"The very cute one is Ying Chanxi , the one with big breasts is Xu Youyu, and the one with big breasts is Li Luo.”
"They are all my good friends."
Yan Zhusheng's introduction was very direct. Yuan Wanqing immediately remembered the other two girls and greeted them with a smile.
Ying Chanxi and Xu Youyu also responded politely.
After seeing that everyone had arrived, Xu Youyu said with a smile: "Then uncle and aunt, please come with me. My home is in the family building of Qianjiang University. It only takes a few minutes to walk there."
At this time, Yan Zhusheng followed Yuan Wanqing obediently, walking at the back of the crowd.
Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong were in the front, and Ying Chanxi was beside Lin Xiuhong.
Li Luo followed Xu Youyu and walked towards Qianjiang University.
After hearing what Xu Youyu said, Li Guohong asked curiously: "Do your parents work at Qianjiang University?"
"Yes, my father is a professor at the School of Liberal Arts." Xu Youyu nodded, "My mother is a library administrator. She usually works in the school library, which is relatively free."
This can also be regarded as a benefit for professors' families. There are any leisure positions in the school. Family members are given priority.
"It's really troublesome for your mother today." Lin Xiuhong said helplessly, "I originally thought that we would buy some food and have a meal at our place."
"Uncle and aunt, you are in the first year of high school. The parent-teacher conference takes a long time." Xu Youyu explained, "My mother's parent-teacher conference for her sophomore year of high school ended early, so she went back to cook early so that she could have something to eat."
"Then. If we have another chance, let’s invite your parents over for a meal.”
“No problem.”
The group walked through the intersection, turned to the north of the intersection, and headed towards the river. Walk to the family community.
"Before I go to your house, let's buy something first." When passing by a fruit shop, Li Luo, who was walking in front, stopped and walked straight into the store, "You have to bring something with you when you come home."< br>
"Why are you so polite?" Xu Youyu hurriedly followed in and said with a smile, "I'll pick it up, just buy whatever you want."
"You should bring something." Lin Xiuhong nodded. He said, "Li Luo is thoughtful, please buy more."
According to the information in his memory, Li Luo picked some mangoes, pineapples, and a small bag of green grapes, and asked the fruit shop owner to pack them.
Xu Youyu, who originally wanted to help select fruits, looked at the fruits Li Luo was holding and fell into deep thought for a moment.
"How do you know my parents like to eat these?"
Her mother Cui Suling usually likes to eat mangoes and pineapples, while her father loves green grapes because it is more convenient to eat them after washing them without spitting the skin.
"Huh?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Maybe it's because your parents and I have similar tastes."
After saying that, Li Luo asked the boss : "How much?"
"80 yuan and 40 cents."
"Put a zero on me, boss."
"Okay, eighty."
< br>"Mom!" Li Luo shouted to Lin Xiuhong, "Pay the money!"
"You kid." Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him, stepped forward, took out a hundred-yuan bill, and handed it to the boss, "I didn't bring it with me." "Pocket money?"
"Bring it." Li Luo said innocently, "I'll save it if I can."
"You can't tell if you are not at home, but you are quite thick-skinned." Lin Xiuhong watched Li Luo take the twenty yuan from the boss without a blush and her heart skipped a beat, and laughed and said, "Put this little thought on your studies." , maybe there is still progress.”
“The whole school is 27 and you are not satisfied?”
“Then Xixi has always been the first, why don’t you learn? "
"I'm afraid she'll cry if she gets the first place in the exam, huh..." As soon as Li Luo finished speaking, his foot was stepped on, "Mom, Ying Chanxi stepped on me."
< br>"I didn't see it." Lin Xiuhong held Ying Chanxi's arm and walked out of the fruit shop with a smile, "Xixi, let's go and ignore him."
Accompanying Lin Xiuhong out of the fruit shop, Ying Chan Xi turned around, stuck out her pink tongue at Li Luo with an expressionless face, and then quickly turned back as if nothing happened.
“Why do you feel like you are not my biological child?” Xu Youyu snickered from the side, “It’s more like someone picked up from the trash can.”
“Senior, don’t laugh. You're not a sophomore in high school and I'm a freshman in high school, otherwise your grade one spot will be lost sooner or later."
" Haha." Hearing this, Xu Youyu stepped lightly on the instep of his other foot and followed up with Lin Xiuhong and others in front of him. Following Chanxi's footsteps, "Take the fruit."
(End of this chapter)