"I plan to take the time to read all these books during the winter vacation, at least read the beginning, and get a general understanding of the current form of online writing." As he said that, Xu Rongsheng clicked on one of them seemingly casually.

What a coincidence, it is "The Age of Literature and Art", which tells you that you will grow taller if you go to bed early. "You see, this book seems to be about the film industry at the beginning of the century. I see that Li Luo also commented in detail on his writer account. It should be

Not bad either.”

Xu Youyu watched this scene with helpless eyes. When her father mentioned her book, her heart beat wildly in her chest and she almost stopped breathing.

"Um...Dad..." Xu Youyu said with difficulty, "You don't have to work so hard, right? There are so many words on the Internet, I think it would be good if you read Li Luo's book first."

"Are you still worrying about this for me?" Xu Rongsheng said with a smile, "It's okay. I usually read a lot of books. It's good to change my taste occasionally. This will be my pastime in the future."

Hearing Xu Rongsheng say these words, and then looking at the "Literary Age" lying on his mobile phone, Xu Youyu suddenly felt that his eyesight went dark, as if the world was spinning.

Just now she was holding back her laughter while watching Xu Rongsheng read a novel written by Li Luo. She didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.

When Xu Youyu thought that his father would read the book he wrote, he felt like he could hardly breathe.

But in this case... I can't even let my father know about my secret writing of novels!

Otherwise, how could she live?

Thinking of this, Xu Youyu's expression became firmer.

Xu Rongsheng, who was observing the expression on his daughter's face, put away his phone and stood up with a teasing smile in his eyes, and went to the front desk to check out.
Chapter completed!