Chapter 222 Couple Game
The moment he saw his daughter entering and leaving the hotel with another man, countless thoughts flashed through Xu Rongsheng's mind.

The worst scenario, of course, is that the cabbages in one's own garden are eaten by pigs.

When he thought of this, Xu Rongsheng's chest couldn't help but swell up. He took several deep breaths before he barely controlled his emotions. He followed Sun Jingchun to the hotel front desk and started communicating.

During the communication, Xu Rongsheng explained his relationship with Xu Youyu while slowly calming down.

He felt that he should have confidence in his daughter.

The education Xu Youyu received since childhood made him believe that his daughter would not be the kind of girl who would give herself up so easily.

Especially after hearing the receptionist say that Xu Youyu had a room of his own, Xu Rongsheng instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Think about it too.

If something really wanted to happen between him and Li Luo, there would be no need for Xu Youyu and him to come all the way to the city.

The house at Bi Hai Lan Ting is much safer than a hotel since Xu Rongsheng and Cui Suling don't usually go there to hang out when they have nothing to do, right?

Why go so far and travel all the way from Yinjiang District to the city?

After successfully eliminating the speculation that worried him the most, Xu Rongsheng suddenly became much more calm.

Sun Jingchun, who was standing nearby, suddenly looked strange when he learned that Xu Rongsheng's daughter lived in room 9 on the 9106th floor of the hotel.

"What's wrong?" Xu Rongsheng felt nervous when he saw his strange expression and asked quickly.

"Uh..." Sun Jingchun scratched his head, a little confused, "It's like this, aren't we here for a meeting of the Writers Association? There are more than a hundred people staying in the hotel."

"Because this is the first conference of the provincial online writers' association, those online writers have plenty of money, so this time they directly booked the 8th to 10th floors of the hotel, single rooms."

"Your daughter is currently staying on the ninth floor of the hotel... Could it be that she was also invited to attend this symposium?"

After being reminded by Sun Jingchun, Xu Rongsheng reacted instantly.

Because he arrived early, he was arranged to stay on the 8th floor. Then Xu Youyu lived on the 9th floor. Was he also here to attend the symposium?
Could it be that she knew her father was here to attend the symposium, so she found a way to sneak in and wanted to see her father's speech on the stage?

Xu Rongsheng thought about this and quickly ruled out this possibility with self-awareness.

Xu Youyu's personality is not as caring as other people's little cotton-padded jackets.

With rational and logical education since childhood, Xu Rongsheng knew very well that there would rarely be the kind of coquettish and noisy interactions between him and his daughter.

It is more about rational discussion and communication of certain things and phenomena.

So, Xu Youyu himself received the invitation to attend the symposium here?

"Could it be that among the people invited by your Writers Association this time, there are also high school students?" Xu Rongsheng couldn't help asking.

"Um... our Writers Association definitely doesn't have any. We invited professors, scholars and famous writers like you." Sun Jingchun stroked his chin and thought, "But as for the Internet Writers Association... I seem to have some impression of it."

"In addition to inviting you to come here to give a speech, didn't I also communicate with you? Could you please send a certificate to the Qidian website's essay contest when the time comes?"

"The winner of the first prize in the essay contest, as far as I can remember, was an underage high school student, only 16 years old this year."

"Because this age sounds interesting, I have heard colleagues from the Writers Association talk about it."

"Oh?" Xu Rongsheng raised his eyebrows, wondering if her daughter was still secretly writing online articles? And she even won the first prize?

"So the winner of this prize will be my daughter?"

"That shouldn't be the case." Sun Jingchun shook his head. "I heard that the first prize should be awarded to a boy. But since a 16-year-old high school student can be invited to attend the symposium, if your daughter really writes novels privately, maybe she can also be invited, right?"

After hearing what Sun Jingchun said, Xu Rongsheng nodded, and then he quickly thought of that kid Li Luo.

16 years old, male, first prize in essay contest...

These key words emerged in Xu Rongsheng's mind, and then he immediately thought of many things.

"interesting."

He laughed and shook his head, and Xu Rongsheng's expression became inexplicably interesting.

He recalled the last time he hosted a dinner at his home, Li Luo calmly answered his questions at the table and had his own unique insights into the field of online literature.

At that time, Xu Rongsheng was surprised that Li Luo had such insight and thinking at such a young age.

Now it seems that there is a reason for this.

It turned out that I had bumped into someone else's professional field.

But even so, it's still quite surprising.

"Are the people who write online articles so young now? Can high school students write works that are better than other authors?" Xu Rongsheng couldn't help but ask curiously. "Well," Sun Jingchun laughed, "There is no threshold for online articles. Anyone can write them. A 16-year-old child can win the first prize. It shows that this thing really doesn't have much depth and connotation. It's just a bunch of online writers making a fuss."

"Heh." Xu Rongsheng smiled and raised his finger to point at him, "That's not what you said during the meeting today."

"We should maintain a rational and friendly attitude, but we certainly can't say that openly." Sun Jingchun shook his head helplessly, "Besides, the market development prospects of online literature are indeed better now. Our country is oriented towards economic development, so it is natural that we will be more inclined towards online literature. I can understand this."

All in all, Sun Jingchun's words cannot conceal his natural contempt for online literature.

However, in front of Xu Rongsheng, and when the other party's daughter might also be writing online articles, Sun Jingchun's words were relatively restrained and not so explicit.

"So do you want to go upstairs to find your daughter now?" Sun Jingchun ended the above topic and asked.

"Forget it." Xu Rongsheng shook his head.

After ruling out the possibility that something was irritating, Xu Rongsheng was no longer in a hurry to meet Xu Youyu.

Anyway, just know that this thing happened, and let the rest take its course.

What's more, even if the worst case scenario you imagined really happened, it is already a fait accompli.

Xu Rongsheng felt that he also needed to think calmly.

So he said to Sun Jingchun: "But can you please help me find out whether my daughter is writing a novel and what kind of novel she is writing?"

"Oh, that's easy to say." Sun Jingchun nodded and said, "The Internet Writers Association should have a list of participants, with real names and pen names corresponding one to one. I'll go ask and I'll know."

"Then trouble you."

"It's okay." Sun Jingchun smiled and waved his hands. "We are all parents, and we can understand you. But if your daughter can really rely on writing online articles to attend the meeting, it would be very impressive."

"Haha, thank you."

……

Li Luo and Xu Youyu returned to their room upstairs and had no idea what had happened downstairs.

After finishing their meal, they came back together, went back to their rooms, and took a nap on the bed.

After taking a short nap, Xu Youyu came to the next room with his notebook, knocked on the door, and woke Li Luo up.

Then he pushed the door open, put the notebook in its old place, and started typing.

"You haven't washed your hair yet, why are you still writing in my room?"

"I feel more motivated when I hear you typing on the keyboard next to me," Xu Youyu said. "Come on, write some words too. Put some pressure on me, so I can write faster."

Li Luo rolled his eyes speechlessly, but still sat down next to Xu Youyu and opened the typing software to start working.

By around three o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Youyu had finished writing a chapter of more than 2,000 words. After uploading it, he leaned back in his chair and stretched comfortably.

Then she came to the window, opened the curtains, looked out at the beautiful West Lake not far away, and couldn't help but say, "Why don't we go for a walk around the West Lake?"

"We locals have visited West Lake so many times since we were young." Li Luo laughed, "We are tired of it a long time ago."

Because their family runs a breakfast shop, Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong can hardly spare much time to spend with Li Luo, let alone traveling.

Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, the destinations that Li Luo was taken to travel were basically around West Lake, and he rarely left the scope of Yuhang City.

The farthest we've been is the nearby Qiandao Lake.

If Xu Youyu had not invited him to travel around the country in his previous life, he would probably have died of old age in Qianjiang Province.

"Let's collect materials, let's collect materials!" Xu Youyu pointed his finger and said excitedly, "It's boring to go alone, but it will be fun if we go together."

"What do you mean?"

"It's about collecting materials." Xu Youyu explained with great interest, "Although I still rely more on research when writing books, some details of life and communication still need to be experienced personally to write with that flavor."

"But what does this have to do with visiting West Lake?"

"Visiting the West Lake itself is not important." Xu Youyu shook his finger, "The important thing is who you visit with and how you visit."

At this point, Xu Youyu walked up to Li Luo, gently tapped his forehead, leaned over and said with a smile: "Junior brother, didn't you write about me in your book? We can learn from each other."

"Hmm...let me think about it."

"How about we play a couple's game for an hour?"

(End of this chapter)