The family community of Qianjiang University is located in the north near the bank of the Yin River.

After Xu Youyu led them from the entrance of the community, they quickly arrived downstairs, and then took the elevator to the fifth floor.

Taking out the key and opening the door, Xu Youyu took out the shoe covers from the cabinet and shouted into the kitchen: "Mom! I'm back!"

Cui Suling heard the movement at the door and hurriedly came out of the kitchen and greeted with a smile: "Hello, hello. Come in and sit down. The meal will be ready in a while. If you have fish, please accompany the guests first."

"I know."

At this time, Li Luo changed his shoe covers, carried the fruits in his hand, and followed Cui Suling towards the kitchen: "Auntie, please see where to put these fruits."

"Hey, why did you bring something to the door?" Cui Suling quickly declined, "You're too polite."

"That's right." Li Luo said with a smile, "Senior sister said that these are what you and uncle like to eat, so I will put them here so you can taste them later."

"It's true that Youyu, even if you don't refuse, I've picked it for you." Cui Suling rolled her eyes at her daughter, took the fruit from Li Luo, and planned to put it in the refrigerator first.

Xu Youyu on the side was dumbfounded, wondering why she was the one who picked him?

It was obviously Li Luo who made the choice himself!

Who knows what kind of luck he had, but he picked the ones you two like to eat.

"Okay, you go sit in the living room. The kitchen is very smokey." After Cui Suling thanked Li Luo, she greeted, "If you have any fish, please show them around. You can hang out on the balcony."

"Okay~"

Xu Youyu responded and then led them to the balcony.

The area of ​​the Xu family's family building is not particularly large, probably about 70 to 80 square meters.

In addition to a small living room and kitchen, there is a master bedroom, a second bedroom, and a small study room.

It's not big, but it's very cozy. The whole house has been cleaned and organized, and traces of life can be seen everywhere.

The balcony of Xu Youyu's house is a place where outsiders come to visit every time.

"Uncle and aunt, look."

Xu Youyu opened the window and pointed out the window.

The window of their house faces the west. On the right side, you can see the Yin River and the cross-river bridge not far away. The scenery is unique.

On the right side, you can overlook a small half of Qianjiang University.

"That's the north gate of Qianjiang University. Usually only a small door is opened, and people from the family community usually come in and out."

"The area inside is the playground to the north. The liberal arts college where my father works is in the building next to it. It's quite close to home."

"Then the tallest building is the iconic library of Qianjiang University. Next to it is an artificial lake, which is irrigated by diversion from a tributary of the Yin River. Its name is Qiuzhen Lake."

"Thousands of teachings teach people to seek truth; thousands of studies teach them to be true people."

"This is the meaning of Qiuzhen Lake."

"What a great lecture." Lin Xiuhong looked at Qianjiang University not far away with fascination and couldn't help but praise, "Youyu, you know so much."

"Auntie, you're welcome. I grew up here. When I was a child, my dad would tell me these things all day long, and my ears were ringing." Xu Youyu said with a smile, "I used to play around there a lot.

So it’s more familiar.”

"That's great." Lin Xiuhong sighed, then looked at Li Luo and said, "If you maintain your current grades, you should be able to get admitted to Qianjiang University in the future, so you have to live up to your expectations."

"Don't worry, Auntie." Xu Youyu said with a smile, "As long as Li Luo maintains his current grades, Qianjiang University will be very easy."

If one of the top 30 students in the school still fails to get into Qianjiang University, then it is not Li Luo’s problem, but the problem of Attached No. 1 Middle School.

The group of people gazed at Qianjiang University for a while on the balcony. After sitting back on the sofa in the living room, Ying Chanxi sat next to Yan Zhusheng, just in time to separate her from Li Luo, and he sat in the middle.

Then she started chatting with Yan Zhusheng with a normal expression.

"Have you thought about which university Zhusheng wants to go to in the future?" Ying Chanxi asked curiously.

"Central Conservatory of Music, or Changning Conservatory of Music." Yan Zhusheng thought for a while, and then said, "Qianjiang Conservatory of Music is also very good, and it is also affiliated with Qianjiang University."

"That's right." Xu Youyu added from the side, "The Conservatory of Music is in the far west area. We can't see it from our house, otherwise I would have pointed it out to you just now."

"So you are planning to become an art student?" Li Guohong asked, his eyes fell on Yuan Wanqing, and then he couldn't help laughing, "That's true, after all, your mother... um... your mother raised you well, it depends on you

I sang very well today."

"Wouldn't it be a waste if she didn't take the art student exam?" Li Luo sat next to him and said, "Now the normal scores will definitely not reach Qianjiang University, but if the scores in the unified examination and the school examination meet the standards, then her current cultural class scores will be

All I can say is that it’s more than enough.”

After hearing what Li Luo said, Ying Chanxi bit her lips and glanced at him subconsciously.

Yan Zhusheng didn't notice it at all, but held Ying Chanxi's hand seriously: "I will work hard, and we can go to the same university in the future."

"Hmm...yeah." Ying Chanxi pursed her lips, suddenly feeling Yan Zhusheng's sincerity, and her whole body suddenly became a little confused.

I always feel that Yan Zhusheng is dumb sometimes, and I really don’t know what she is thinking.

Ying Chanxi thought of the Pikachu on his bedside table, and his body suddenly softened. After some of the emotions in his eyes gradually subsided, he sighed softly.

Just then, there was movement at the door.

Xu Rongsheng opened the door and saw the living room full of guests. He immediately smiled and said, "I'm really sorry. I just finished my work at school and I'm late."

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Guohong stood up first, took two steps forward, and shook hands with the other person first, "Hello, I am Li Luo's father, and this is the child's mother."

"Then this is Ying Chan Creek, next to it is Yan Zhusheng, and Yan Zhusheng's mother."

"We have just arrived, and we took a look at the scenery on the balcony for a while. The feng shui of your house is amazing at first glance. You can see Qianjiang University at a glance."

After some pleasantries, Xu Rongsheng changed into slippers, put his briefcase in the study room, took off his coat, and returned to the living room to chat with a few parents.

So Xu Youyu simply called Li Luo and the three of them and ran to the study room to stay there so that they could play on the computer for a while.

After more than half an hour, Cui Suling finished cooking and came to call them to start dinner.

There were a total of nine people at the table, and they sat down in a circle. Xu Rongsheng poured a small glass of white wine for Li Guohong, and then greeted everyone to pick up their dishes.

Perhaps because of the invitation letter at noon, or perhaps because he wanted the children to be more active, Xu Rongsheng thought for a while and asked Li Luo: "Does Li Luo usually read?"

When Li Luo was asked this question, he was stunned for a moment, but considering that Xu Rongsheng was a professor in the Department of Literature, it was normal to ask such a question.

However, he would not pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, and said bluntly: "I don't usually read traditional classics, I just read some casual books."

"Now that the Internet is developed, there are indeed fewer and fewer young people reading books." Xu Rongsheng nodded and said, but he did not urge them to read more books as expected. Instead, he asked, "Then the books you usually read are those?

Kind of, um... Internet writing?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Li Luo, but also Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong next to them also raised their eyebrows.

Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo with an unexplainable look, his eyes slightly curved, and then he immediately lowered his head to eat, pretending not to know anything.

Xu Youyu, who was sitting next to his father, looked even more horrified, wondering what medicine his father had taken today, so why did he suddenly ask about Internet articles?

Is it possible that the matter of writing a novel by myself has been exposed?

Is dad testing and beating himself?

With this in mind, Xu Youyu secretly glanced at his father.

Li Luo on the other side also looked strange, then nodded and said: "Yes, it's just Internet articles. Does Uncle Xu usually pay attention to these?"

"Haha, it was just a whim. I was chatting with someone at school today, so I'm just a little interested." Xu Rongsheng made an excuse at random and continued to ask, "After all, it is also a new form of literature."

“It’s just that the teacher I was chatting with said that the quality of online writing today varies greatly, and many works are full of obscene elements.”

"It kind of means looking down on Internet articles."

"But for this new thing, young people's views are definitely different from those of our generation, so I'm curious what you think about it."

Li Luo looked at Xu Rongsheng. When he asked him this question, he suddenly remembered several articles and papers recommended by Xu Youyu in his previous life.

The signature of this work is Xu Rongsheng, who is Xu Youyu’s father.

In fact, after Xu Youyu later became famous, Xu Rongsheng had already put aside some of his prejudices against Internet literature, and even under the influence of his daughter, he promoted a series of research on Internet literature through his status in the field of modern and contemporary literature.

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One of the passages reads like this.

"Online writing has only appeared for a dozen years."

"Thanks to the development of the times and the popularity of the Internet, more people can see these works in the first time."

"Of course they contain a lot of shoddy content and all kinds of vulgar routines, but these are the self-pains that a new literary form must go through after it is born."

"Especially with the popularization of nine-year compulsory education in our country, anyone who has learned Chinese characters can create online articles."

"Their literary literacy may be almost non-existent, but it is precisely because of this that online articles accurately reflect the results of our popularization of compulsory education."

"Otherwise, in ancient times, among ordinary people, how many people were qualified to write books, and how many people were qualified to read books?"

"What's more, history has been like a storm. The Tang poetry, Song lyrics, and Yuan music in the past were often belittled by the literati of the dynasty when they were prosperous at that time. Didn't they also pass down many good works through the ages?"

"And those shoddy works will naturally disappear in the long river of history."

"The same is true for online articles."

Xu Rongsheng didn't expect that the boy in front of him would actually say such a long speech.
To be continued...