Chapter 21 Promise at Qianjiang University
There are some things that would be inappropriate for an adult to say.

But if a child says something, it is just childish talk because the child is young and does not understand things.

Relying on his 15-year-old age, Li Luo glanced at his mother's expression, which was almost uncontrollable, and continued to say with a smile:
"I was luckier this time, did you know? I got full marks for my Chinese composition, and many schools copied it for their students to see."

"Because of my exceptional performance this time, the school made an exception and awarded me a certificate of outstanding graduate."

"There are only eleven people in the whole school who have it, which is quite rare."

The little boy Li Luo kept showing off, making 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 look stiffly, avoiding Lin Xiuhong's annoying smile, and looked at Li Guohong on the side, and asked with a stiff smile:

"Your Li Luo did so well in the exam this time?"

"Yeah." Li Guohong didn't mean to show off or slap him in the face, and said in a friendly manner, "He is lucky to have classmates to help him review his lessons."

"Our two families are destined to meet this time. Our children both got admitted to the No. 1 Affiliated High School in the same year."

"After entering high school, Li Luo and Wei Chun must be good and study hard to get into a good university in the future."

"Yes." Wei Dongrong at the side took over the conversation and said with a smile, "We all have to work hard."

After that, he took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Li Luo: "Here, I believe it is definitely not luck that allowed me to be admitted to the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School. Li Luo, take it. Wei Chun will have to learn a lot from you in the future."

"Thank you, uncle." Li Luo politely took the red envelope.

On the other side, Li Guohong also took out a red envelope and handed it to Wei Chun.

After both sides praised each other, Li Guohong and his family escorted Wei Dongrong and others out of the box.

After leaving the box 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 knew Li Luo's grades, didn't you? Why didn't you tell me clearly in advance?"

Wei Chun subconsciously shrank his body, lowered his head and looked at the ground, and whispered: "You didn't ask..."

"You really make me so mad." Zhang Xuefen was huffing, her chest heaving with anger.

When she thought of Lin Xiuhong's smiling face just now, she felt a lump in her heart.

I originally thought that the son I raised had such good academic performance that he always surpassed Lin Xiuhong's son.

But now, Li Luo has turned against Tian Gang?!
555 points!

The Chinese composition got full marks!
Is this the score that kid can get?

"Did Xiuhong's family find some connections and leak the real test questions to Li Luo?" Zhang Xuefen said this with malicious intent.

"Okay." Wei Dongrong frowned when he heard her say that. "I told you before, don't be so petty."

"Their family owns a breakfast shop. The Li family has many members and they have good connections in the district."

"What is our family's current situation? Do you really need to compare yourself with others?"

"The score is there, the facts are set, and we should not discuss this kind of thing in the future."

After hearing what Wei Dongrong said, Zhang Xuefen immediately stopped talking and became as obedient as a cat, recovering instantly from her angry state.

When they were almost at the door of their own box, Zhang Xuefen asked in a low voice: "If they don't invest in our project, where are they going to use the money?"

"They said they wanted to buy a house." Wei Dongrong said, "The housing prices in the city have been falling for half a year now. I don't know what they are thinking. Are they still thinking of buying a house at a low price at this time?"

"Buy a house?" Zhang Xuefen was also stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but sneer, "Their family only has that much savings, 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 I don't mind their money."

Having said that, they returned to the box.

Zhang Xuefen was already rolling her eyes, thinking that she would go and find out later which house Lin Xiuhong's family was going to buy.

……

"Take it, don't give it to me."

In the hotel box, Li Luo handed the red envelope that his cousin Wei Dongrong had just given him to his mother.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiuhong waved her hand and told him to keep it himself: "I'll keep the previous red envelope for you, you can keep this as pocket money."

Li Luo raised his eyebrows: "Mom, the sun is rising from the west."

"What do you mean, kid?" Lin Xiuhong glanced at him and pretended to take the red envelope back. "How can you talk like that?"

"Hey! Hey hey hey!" Li Luo nimbly turned away and quickly stuffed the red envelope into his trouser pocket, "You said it was given to me, you can't go back on your word."

"Take it." Lin Xiuhong rolled her eyes at him, then smiled, feeling quite happy.

After all, ever since they got married, Lin Xiuhong has never been able to get away with anything whenever she encounters Zhang Xuefen's mouth.

Today, her son Li Luo opened his little mouth and helped Lin Xiuhong to get back on her feet for the first time, allowing her as a mother to experience the rare joy of raising a child again.

It turns out that you feel so happy when your child gets good grades?

Thinking of this, Lin Xiuhong also reminded him: "You have received the red envelope, and I will buy you a house. If you go to the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School and still fool around like before, I will punish you."

"Don't worry." Li Luo patted his chest, then pointed at Ying Chanxi beside him and laughed, "Ying Chanxi said before that as long as I get into the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School, I will definitely be able to get into Qianjiang University. If I fail in the end, you go and settle the score with her, mom."

Ying Chanxi was eating a fruit plate. When he heard what Li Luo said, he immediately swallowed the watermelon in his mouth: "I was encouraging you. Who promised you anything?"

"You are still as shameless as ever." Lin Xiuhong also looked disgusted, and then said, "Can you get into Qianjiang University just by saying so?"

Qianjiang University, located on the banks of Yinjiang River in Yinjiang District, Yuhang City, Qianjiang Province, is the best university in the province, without a doubt.

Looking across the country, it is firmly ranked among the top five comprehensive 985211 double first-class universities.

Although Li Luo had successfully been admitted to the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School, Lin Xiuhong had never thought that her son would be able to attend Qianjiang University.

After all, among their relatives, there were occasionally one or two children who were admitted to the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School, but there was really no one who could be admitted to Qianjiang University.

As long as Li Luo can pass the exam, it will be a great relief to our ancestors.

But thinking of this, Lin Xiuhong couldn't help but look at Ying Chanxi, and suddenly realized: "Come to think of it, Xixi's mother graduated from Qianjiang University, right?"

When this was mentioned, Ying Chanxi's face froze for a moment, and then he fell into memories and nodded gently: "Well... Mom is a graduate of Qianjiang University."

"In that era, being able to get into Qianjiang University was really impressive." Lin Xiuhong said this, and then said, "But Xixi, with your grades, you can definitely get into those two universities in Beijing, right?"

"Qianjiang University is the best choice." Ying Chanxi shook his head and smiled, "There is no other choice."

Turning his head to look at the profile of his childhood sweetheart, Li Luo sighed and then said, "Then I will reluctantly take the entrance exam to Qianjiang University to accompany you."

"You said this?" Ying Chanxi turned his head and met Li Luo's gaze, his eyes sparkling, "Don't regret it."

"It's a deal." Li Luo chuckled twice.

There are still three years before the college entrance examination. He should be able to copy and recall the original college entrance examination papers.

……

After the graduation banquet, Li Luo entered into his ordinary summer vacation routine.

There are no homework requirements during the summer vacation between junior high and high school, and students can arrange their time as they please throughout the day.

He now gets up early in the morning at around three in the morning to help out in the store with his parents, and then goes home to catch up on his sleep at noon.

In the afternoon and evening, I would stay in the study room of Ying Chanxi's house and type on the keyboard.

Occasionally, he would ask Zhao Rongjun to go out and play basketball to get familiar with his young body full of endless energy.

Thinking back to my previous life, when I had just graduated from college, I was writing online articles and sitting for long periods of time, so my weight soared to eighty or ninety kilograms. Later, I stayed up late for a long time to make short dramas, write copy, and eat takeout all day long.

Later on, he set up his stall at around nine in the evening, frying noodles on the roadside until three in the morning, and during the day he rode his electric scooter around the city delivering takeout.

By the time I was 35, my body had already been damaged.

Now I am back to the time when I was 15 years old. I can jump and move flexibly on the court and play ball for an entire afternoon without feeling tired.

Li Luo just felt that this kind of life was very beautiful.

However, as his parents signed the mortgage and completed the loan procedures, they were about to take over the house from his third uncle's family. Li Luo was also writing seriously, hoping that his first novel could ease the burden on his family a little.

He wanted to find some crooked ways to make quick money, but he didn't have much money and he was a minor, so he couldn't do it.

I can only offer my humble opinion.

While Li Luo was enjoying his summer vacation between junior high and high school, in Wenyue Group, far away in Changning City, editor Qianzhou was waiting for the backend to refresh the data.

Hongdou, the editor-in-chief of the urban group, glanced at the time and instructed several editors in the group, "Yesterday's follow-up reading data is about to come out. Everyone should submit three Sanjiang recommended books to me before noon. If there are 500 follow-up readings, add a special mark."

Sanjiang Recommendation is the best recommendation position a book can get during the free new book period.

Among hundreds of books published during the same period, only about ten are eligible for selection.

As a new editor, Qianzhou has authors of varying qualities, and unlike the veteran editors who each have one or two great authors under their control and have the performance of veteran authors to back them up.

So facing the weekly Sanjiang recommendations, Qianzhou is still a little nervous.

On the other hand, Qingyue, the female editor next door, looked relaxed and seemed very confident about her recommendation position in Sanjiang this time.

Qianzhou was naturally well aware of this.

This Qingyue editor came more than half a year earlier than him. In the past few months, with his understanding of Korean entertainment, he has gathered many authors who are good at writing Korean entertainment articles.

In recent years, the entertainment trend of Korea has swept the country, creating wave after wave of craze in the gossip and public opinion field.

As a form of commercial writing that chases the wind and waves, online literature naturally keeps up with the trend and has produced many high-quality Korean entertainment articles, which once occupied half of the urban entertainment category.

Among the new books in the urban category, eight out of ten that involve entertainment are Korean entertainment novels, and the data are quite good.

Chinese entertainment literature has somewhat declined.

Not to mention the fictional entertainment in the parallel world!
But Qianzhou doesn’t usually pay 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, only two have decent data.

One of them is "The Artistic Era" with the same title as "Go to bed early and you will grow taller". It is about the era of art films at the time of the sixth generation of directors at the beginning of the century, and it is quite interesting.

One of them is the "Rekindled" "I'm Really Not a Celebrity", which is about fictional entertainment. It develops on three fronts: songs, literary creation, and TV dramas. It is very exciting and has a very good plot rhythm.

"Oh wow~" Qingyue, the editor next door, suddenly laughed happily, "The book "Korean Entertainment Max Level Guide" in my hand has 780 readers last week. Sanjiang should be stable, right?"

Qianzhou felt a tightness in his heart when he heard what Qingyue said.

There are only about two or three recommended spots in the urban category every week.

Once one of the books is taken by Qingyue, and then another one is taken by the more popular officialdom or traditional pretentious literature in urban literature, the book in his hand will be in danger.

Thinking of this, Qianzhou quickly refreshed the background and took a look at the reading data of the books on hand.

"Literary Age" - Follow up reading 507.

More than five hundred!
What a pity... Qianzhou felt happy and disappointed. It was a bit regrettable that this interesting Chinese entertainment novel collided with the popular Korean entertainment novel next door.

Thinking of this, Qianzhou looked down again, and then he instantly perked up.

I'm Not a Star

——Read 1078 more!

It’s actually more than a thousand! ?
(End of this chapter)