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 her eyes fell 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 second half of the chorus, 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 didn't have much to say.

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 couldn't see anything strange.

"The singing is really good. Fortunately, there is another microphone." Xu Youyu sighed, and then praised, "Li Luo is very quick to adapt to the situation. He doesn't look panicked. He is really a big-hearted 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 just finished the parent-teacher meeting and went home to cook. Don't bother Li Luo.

Parents, just let them visit my house together later."

"Is this so?" Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment, "I remember my senior's home 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."

"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, with no intention of going to the activity room on the second floor to find Li Luo.

…

Qianjiang University, Office of the School of Liberal Arts.

Professor Xu Rongsheng 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.

Moreover, he is a member of the presidium of the Provincial Writers' Association, and many symposiums within the Writers' Association will give them priority in invitations.

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's like traveling for free.

However, this symposium was led by the Provincial Internet Writers Association, which was just established this year. It was 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 usually just hangs by name in the Writers' Association.

Often I am invited by the Writers Association, and sometimes there is no stipend, just free accommodation.

The Provincial Internet Writers Association is quite generous, and even offered 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.

Mid-February is New Year's Eve, and 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.

Xu Rongsheng answered the phone and heard his wife say on the other end:

"Lao Xu, your daughter brought her classmates back today, as well as their parents."

"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 to entertain me."

Xu Rongsheng responded, and then asked: "Who are the parents of these classmates?"

"They all seem to be freshmen in high school," my wife Cui Suling said over the other end. "There are two children who live with her, and there is another girl who is also very close to me recently. I think we have never met."

"Okay, I understand." Xu Rongsheng nodded and said, "I'll go back as soon as I'm done."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Rongsheng read the emails in his 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.

…

On the other side, Li Luo and his group also gathered 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 cute one is Ying Chanxi, the one with big breasts is Xu Youyu, and then the one with big breasts is Li Luo."

"They are all my good friends."

Yan Zhusheng introduced them very directly, and Yuan Wanqing immediately remembered the other two girls and greeted them with a smile.

Ying Chanxi and Xu Youyu also responded politely.

After everyone had arrived, Xu Youyu smiled and said, "Uncle and auntie, come with me. My home is in the family building of Qianjiang University. It only takes a few minutes to walk."

At this time, Yan Zhusheng obediently followed Yuan Wanqing, walking at the back of the crowd.

In the front were Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong, with Ying Chanxi accompanying Lin Xiuhong.

Li Luo followed Xu Youyu and walked towards Qianjiang University.

After Li Guohong heard what Xu Youyu said, he 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 the administrator of the library. She usually works in the school library and is relatively free."

This can also be regarded as a benefit for professors’ families. If there are any free positions in the school, priority will be given to family members.

"Today is really troublesome for your mother." Lin Xiuhong said helplessly, "I originally thought that we would buy some food and have a meal at our place."

"Uncle and auntie, you are attending the parent-teacher conference for the first year of high school, and the visit lasted a long time." Xu Youyu explained, "My mother's parent-teacher conference for the second year of high school ended early, so she happened to go back to cook early so that she could have something to eat.

"

"Then next time we have a chance, let's invite your parents over for a meal."

"No problem."

The group of people walked through the intersection, turned to the north of the intersection, and walked towards the family community built along the river.

"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."

"Why are you so polite?" Xu Youyu hurriedly followed in and said with a smile, "Let me choose, just buy whatever you want."

"You should bring something." Lin Xiuhong nodded, "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 likes green grapes because it is more convenient to eat them after washing them without spitting the skin.

"Ah?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment, then pretended to smile and said, "Maybe it's because your parents and I have similar tastes."

After speaking, Li Luo asked the boss: "How much is it?"

"80 yuan and 4 cents."

"Put a zero on it, boss."

"Okay, eighty."

"Mom!" Li Luo shouted to Lin Xiuhong, "Payment is due!"

"You kid." Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him, stepped forward, took out a hundred-dollar bill, and handed it to the boss, "Don't you have any pocket money?"

"I brought it with me." Li Luo said with an innocent face, "But if you can save it, save it. I'm a homebody."

"I haven't noticed it at home, but I'm pretty thick-skinned." Lin Xiuhong watched Li Luo take the 20 yuan from the boss without a blush and her heart skipped a beat. She chuckled and said, "Put this little thought on your studies."

, maybe there is still progress.”

"The whole school is 27 and that still doesn't satisfy you?"

"Then Xixi has always been number one, why don't you learn from it?"

"I'm afraid she'll cry if I get the first place in the exam, huh..." As soon as Li Luo finished speaking, his foot was stepped on, "Mom, Ying Chanxi, she stepped on me."

"I didn't see it." Lin Xiuhong took Ying Chanxi's arm and walked out of the fruit shop with a smile on her face, "Xixi, let's go and ignore him."

Accompanying Lin Xiuhong out of the fruit shop, Ying Chanxi 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 I feel like you don't look like my biological child?" Xu Youyu snickered from the side, "It's more like I picked you up from the trash can."

"Senior, don't laugh. If you weren't a sophomore in high school and I was a freshman in high school, sooner or later you wouldn't be guaranteed the first place in your grade."

"Haha." Xu Youyu heard this and stepped lightly on the instep of his other foot, following the footsteps of Lin Xiuhong and Ying Chanxi in front, "Take the fruit."
Chapter completed!