Chapter 225 Roll Call
February 8, Sunday morning.
Li Luo got up from the bed before eight o'clock. After washing briefly, he went to the next door, knocked on Xu Youyu's door, and pushed her into the bathroom to wash up.
After the two people cleaned up and got ready, they went to the hotel restaurant on the second floor and had a simple breakfast.
By the time we set off to the conference hall next door, it was already approaching eight-thirty.
Hurrying to the conference hall, they signed in at the door and showed their ID badges. After being let in, Li Luo and Xu Youyu found a seat in the back corner and sat down, then began to wait for the meeting to start.
"Is it someone from the Writers' Association who is giving a speech today?" Xu Youyu said, "It sounds very boring when I hear it."
As she said that, she opened the backpack she was carrying and checked from inside He took out a notebook, put it on the desktop and opened it.
Seeing this, Li Luo opened his eyes wide: "You brought a notebook, didn't you remind me? If you had known, I would have brought it too."
"You are stupid." Xu Youyu snorted proudly. , "I don't even know how to learn from yesterday's lesson. Sharing sessions held by online article authors are boring enough. Do you still expect people from the Writers' Association to come up with something interesting?"
"So are you planning to code?" Li Luo asked.
"How is that possible?" Xu Youyu shook his head repeatedly, "I wrote a chapter last night and saved it. The remaining chapter can wait until tonight to write."
"Then why not Write another chapter now? If you continue writing two chapters like last night, you will have 4,000 words saved. "
"You are so annoying. I saved the manuscript last night just for today. Can you enjoy it for a while?" Xu Youyu said seriously, "Why should I save the manuscript?"
Li Luo gave her a thumbs up, indicating that what she said made sense.
While the two were chatting, Sun Jingchun, who was presiding over today's meeting, had already sat on the podium in front.
“I am very happy to be able to gather with you all this time and hold this symposium on online literature here.”
Sun Jingchun looked at the people in the audience with a smile, and spoke in an orderly manner. Said:
“Yesterday, we successfully launched a sharing meeting among our online writers, and the response was very good.”
“So today, our Writers Association also specially invited Several guests came to the scene to discuss issues related to the current situation and development of online literature. ”
"Then the first one is the deputy secretary of our Qianjiang Provincial Writers Association, Secretary Cao Qiwen!"
After the words fell, a middle-aged man in the first row stood up and faced the back The crowd waved and nodded.
Li Luo and others in the audience applauded and welcomed him warmly.
"The second place is the chairman of our Yuhang City Writers Association, Chairman Li Yuhang Li!"
"The third place is the first prize of our latest emerging writer selection in Yuhang City The winner of the award is Teacher Chu Shengchu! ”
“The fourth place is Editor Xia Lie, who is from Qianjiang Newspaper Group and has done a lot of research and reporting on our online articles!” >"The last one is a professor from the Department of Literature of Qianjiang University, Professor Xu Rong, Professor Xu!"
After naming these people, there was thunderous applause in the hall.
But in the corner of the back row of the hall, there were two people who were stunned for a moment.
Xu Youyu originally clapped his hands and joined in the fun, but in fact he was focused on the computer, scrolling through Weibo to read gossip, and collecting gossip news about various celebrities to collect information and accumulate materials.
As a result, when she heard Sun Jingchun call out the last person's name, she was immediately confused.
The moment he heard his father's name, Xu Youyu subconsciously looked towards the front row of the hall.
I saw Xu Rongsheng standing up, waving to everyone present with a gentle face.
Although it was only a few seconds, Xu Rongsheng's eyes swept across the entire audience instantly, and he easily noticed Xu Youyu and Li Luo sitting in the corner.
At this moment, Xu Youyu's heart jumped suddenly, and some kind of ominous premonition rose deep in his heart.
The moment she saw her father, she lowered her head suddenly and hid behind the screen of her laptop in panic, blocking her father's sight.
Li Luo on the side also lowered his head with a guilty conscience, his heart was pounding, and he cursed in a low voice to Xu Youyu next to him: "Why is your dad here? Didn't you know in advance?"
"My dad did say at the dinner table that he would come out to attend a city meeting in the next two days." Xu Youyu responded in a low voice with a speechless face, "But how could I have guessed that he would come to attend? A symposium of the Internet Writers Association!”
“This guy is real! He doesn’t usually read online articles, so what’s the point of coming here?”
“He didn’t see us just now. ?”
The corner of Li Luo's mouth twitched and he was a little speechless: "Maybe he didn't see it. There are hundreds of people in the conference hall. We are sitting so far back. He probably glanced at it and couldn't have noticed it."
"That's good..." Xu Youyu breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and temporarily recovered, "I was really scared to death just now."
"If my dad knew I’m writing a novel, and I’m dead.”
“How about we run away quickly?”
“What are you running away from?” Li Luo glanced at the closed hall behind him. Door, "That door made a loud noise when it was opened. Are you not afraid that when the door is opened, your uncle will hear the sound and turn around to take a look out of curiosity?"
"Then what should we do now." Xu Youyu said with a look on his face I was so anxious that I wanted to dig a hole and bury myself right now.
"Don't be anxious, okay?" Li Luo whispered, "Uncle is sitting in the front row. He will definitely speak on the stage soon. The podium is not high. We keep our heads down. There is no way he will notice. Ours."
"Then after the morning symposium is over, we can just sneak out with the crowd and hide in the hotel." "The most troublesome problem now is the essay award ceremony in the afternoon. , will your dad participate?”
“If he also participates, or even participates in the award ceremony, wouldn’t we be directly exposed?”
As soon as these words came out, Xu Youyu's face immediately turned pale and he subconsciously grabbed Li Luo's hand: "Then, what should we do? Is it okay if I don't go on stage to receive the award? I don't want the 10,000 yuan bonus either."
< br>"Don't be anxious for now." Li Luo sighed helplessly, "We'll play it by ear for a while, and ask the editor about the situation at noon. If your dad will really participate in the award, we will find a way."
Xu Youyu nodded, feeling a little relieved, but still felt a little uneasy when he thought of his father sitting in the front.
Yesterday's high-spirited, enthusiastic and cheerful senior suddenly turned into a timid little mouse hiding around, for fear of being caught by the old cat Xu Rongsheng.
Xu Youyu didn't listen at all to the speeches made by the deputy secretary of the Qianjiang Provincial Writers Association and the chairman of the Municipal Writers Association.
The computer didn’t play it either.
The whole head is confused.
Although Li Luo was in better condition than him, he had no intention of listening to the speeches of the people above him. From time to time, he would turn on his mobile phone and check the time, ready to leave as soon as the meeting was over.
To be honest, it didn’t matter that he was discovered by Xu Rongsheng. Anyway, he had been killed in society several times, so he was somewhat used to it.
But out of respect for the three-part agreement with Xu Youyu the night before yesterday, Li Luo was still willing to help Xu Youyu hide it when there was a risk of exposure.
After all, if Xu Rongsheng found out and strictly prohibited her from writing online articles, just in case Xu Youyu was taken home to live in her, then her daily life would be a lot less fun.
Thinking of this, Li Luo also strengthened his belief.
Although in his previous life, Xu Rongsheng was quite open-minded and did not stop or deny anything after he found out about his daughter writing online articles.
But I can’t stand it. Xu Youyu is still a high school student. If Xu Rongsheng really knows about it in advance, no matter what happens, it is possible.
So just in case, it’s better not to be discovered by Xu Rongsheng.
But just when Li Luo was thinking this, Chu Sheng, who was introduced by Sun Jingchun as a new writer in Yuhang City, came on stage.
This writer, who is only thirty years old, is the youngest among the five invited guests this time.
After he took the stage, he sat down at the lecture table, smiled, raised the speech in his hand, held the manuscript with both hands, and in front of everyone, bit by bit, tore the manuscript into two halves. .
Then he smiled and said: "Yesterday, when you had the so-called sharing meeting here, we exchanged the original speech draft in the conference room next door."
"Then, my manuscript was returned, and it ended up being this thing."
As he spoke, he pointed to the torn manuscript and then continued.
“I hate hypocritical speech the most. If I am asked to read this speech that does not belong to me, I would rather die.”
“For the so-called Internet literature, I only have Two words, it’s rubbish!”
“It’s still rubbish among rubbish!”
“I didn’t want to say it in such a bad way, and the original speech didn’t contain such dirty words. "
"But after the manuscript was revised, I couldn't sleep last night and thought a lot in my mind."
"Finally, I decided to put some truth here."< br>
“Whether you like it or not, I will tell it.”
“Before coming to this symposium, I downloaded a Qidian APP and read several books on it. Novel.”
“Don’t you have an essay competition this time?”
"The book that won the first prize, "I'm Really Not a Celebrity," I briefly browsed through, and I can only say it was eye-popping!"
"Later I asked about it, well, this is actually a Something written by a 16-year-old high school student!”
“Look what you have written!”
“It’s because of you people that you are leading the children today. What's it like? You started writing this kind of stuff at the age of 16?"
"If you only want to be a star, but you can't write good articles for the country and the people, this generation of young people will be poisoned by this kind of thing sooner or later. !”
“I heard that this young author is also here today? His pen name is Zhong Ran. Let’s see. His real name is Li Luo, right?”
“Come on, stand up. Let me see.”
“Which one is it?”
The words fell.
Li Luo, who was in the back row, suddenly changed his face slightly and cursed in his heart.
Why are you calling me by my name?
Something is wrong!
(End of this chapter)