February 8th, 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 for the conference hall next door, it was already approaching eight-thirty.
They hurried to the conference hall, signed in at the door and showed their ID badges. After being let in, Li Luo and Xu Youyu found seats in the back corner and sat down, then began to wait for the meeting to begin.
"Is it someone from the Writers' Association who is giving a speech today?" Xu Youyu said, "I feel very bored when I hear it."
As she spoke, she opened the backpack she carried with her, took out a notebook, put it on the desktop and opened it.
When Li Luo saw this, his eyes widened immediately: "You brought a notebook, didn't you remind me? If you had known, I would have brought it too."
"You're stupid." Xu Youyu snorted proudly, "You don't even know how to learn from yesterday's lesson. Sharing sessions held by Internet 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 words?" 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 can't you write another chapter now? Then in the evening, if you write two chapters like last night, you will have 4,000 words saved."
"You're so annoying. Didn't I save the manuscript last night just so that I could enjoy it a little bit today?" Xu Youyu said seriously, "Why else would 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 said in an orderly manner:
"Yesterday, we successfully launched a sharing meeting within our online article authors, and the response was very good."
"So today, our Writers Association has specially invited several guests to come and discuss with you 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!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in the first row stood up and waved and nodded to everyone in the back.
Li Luo and others in the audience applauded and welcomed him warmly.
"The second person is the chairman of our Yuhang City Writers Association, Chairman Li Yuhangli!"
"The third place is the first prize winner of our latest emerging writer selection in Yuhang City, Teacher Chu Shengchu!"
"The fourth one is the editor-in-chief from Qianjiang Newspaper Group, who has done a lot of research and reporting on our online articles, Editor Xia Lie!"
"The last one is our professor from the Literature Department of Qianjiang University, Professor Xu Rongsheng Xu!"
After naming these people, the hall burst into applause.
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 collect 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 and waving to everyone present with a gentle face.
Even though it was only a few seconds, Xu Rongsheng's eyes swept across the entire place instantly, and he easily noticed Xu Youyu and Li Luo sitting in the corner.
It was at this moment that Xu Youyu's heart jumped suddenly, and some kind of ominous premonition arose 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 this in advance?"
"My dad did say at the dinner table that he would be attending 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 be attending a symposium of the Internet Writers Association?
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"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, did he?"
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 just 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 finds out that I'm writing a novel, I'll be dead."
"How about we run away quickly?"
"Why are you sneaking away?" Li Luo glanced at the closed hall door behind him, "The door made a loud noise when it was opened. Are you not afraid that when you open the door, your uncle will hear the sound and turn around to take a look out of curiosity?"
"Then what should we do now?" Xu Youyu looked anxious, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself right now.
"Don't be in a hurry, 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, so there is no way he will notice us."
"Then after the symposium in the morning is over, we can quickly sneak out along with the crowd and hide in the hotel."
"The most troublesome question now is, will your father attend the essay award ceremony in the afternoon?"
"If he also participates, or even participates in the award ceremony, wouldn't we both be directly exposed?"
As soon as these words came out, Xu Youyu turned pale and 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."
"Don't be anxious for now." Li Luo sighed helplessly, "We'll just play it by ear and ask the editor about the situation at noon. If your dad really wants to participate in the awards, we'll find a way."
Xu Youyu nodded, feeling a little relieved, but when he thought about his father sitting in the front, he still felt a little uneasy.
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.
I haven't played it on the computer either.
My whole head was 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 phone and check the time, always 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 and he was somewhat used to it.
However, out of respect for the agreement he made with Xu Youyu the night before yesterday, Li Luo was still willing to help Xu Youyu hide it even if there was a risk of exposure.
After all, if Xu Rongsheng found out about it and strictly prohibited her from writing online articles just in case Xu Youyu was taken home to live with 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's writing online articles.
But I couldn't help it. Xu Youyu was still a high school student. If Xu Rongsheng knew about it in advance, no matter what happened, it would be 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, raised the speech in his hand with a smile, 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 turned into this thing."
As he spoke, he pointed to the torn manuscript, and then continued.
"I hate hypocritical speech the most. If you ask me to read this speech that does not belong to me, it would be better to die."
"I only have two words for so-called online literature, which is rubbish!"
"Still the trash among the trash!"
"Originally I didn't want to say it in such a bad way. The original speech didn't contain such dirty words."
"But after the manuscript was revised, I really couldn't sleep last night and had a lot of thoughts in my mind."
"Finally, I decided to tell some truth here."
"Whether you like to hear it or not, I will tell it."
"Before coming to this symposium, I downloaded a Qidian APP and read several novels on it."
"Don't you have an essay competition this time?"
"The book I'm Really Not a Celebrity won the first prize. I looked through it briefly and I can only say it's eye-popping!"
"Later I asked about it, well, this was actually written by a 16-year-old high school student!"
"Look what you all wrote?!"
"It's because of you people that you have brought up today's children so bad? You started writing this kind of stuff when you were 16?"
"They are obsessed with being a star but cannot write good articles that serve the country and the people. Sooner or later, this generation of young people will be poisoned by such things!"
"I heard that this young author is also here today, right? His pen name is Zhongran. Let me see. His real name is Li Luo, right?"
"Come on, stand up and let me see."
"Which one is it?"
The voice fell.
Li Luo, who was in the back row, suddenly changed his face slightly and cursed in his heart.
Why do you call me by my name when you are scolding me all the time?
Something is wrong!
Chapter completed!