[Li Luo]: Remember to send me a message after you land.

No immediate reply.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Li Luo's phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw that there was only one word on it.

[Ying Chanxi]: Oh.

…

Afternoon, Yuhang City Writers Association.

As usual, Li Guoru spent the whole morning wandering around the nearby community park, looking for people to chat and play chess. After going home for lunch, he wandered over to the Writers' Association.

"Where's Jingchun? Why don't you have tea here?" When he came to the activity room of the Writers' Association, Li Guoru looked around and couldn't find any of his old acquaintances, so he asked the people beside him.

"You must be busy." The man responded, "Go to the corridor and have a look. It's probably there."

"Oh, thanks."

After hearing this, Li Guoru turned around and left the activity room and walked towards the corridor outside.

The Writers Association is divided into an office department and an activity department.

The former is mainly used for receiving guests and office space, while the latter is an activity area for association members.

The corridor where Sun Jingchun was at this time was the connection between the two.

On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there are various portraits and announcements about the Writers' Association, including some famous members of the association, introductions to the establishment of the Writers' Association, and its development over the years, etc.

Today, one of the previously vacant bulletin boards is about to receive its new owner.

Li Guoru walked all the way to the corridor and saw Sun Jingchun and two staff members next to him.

The three of them held a new notice in their hands and carefully placed it on the bulletin board. After making sure it was stable and safe, they clapped their hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Sun Jingchun thanked the two staff members, then took two steps back to look at the latest announcement, and nodded with satisfaction, "That's enough."

"What the hell is this?"

Li Guoru came closer curiously, looked up, and saw the largest font on the bulletin board - "Warmly celebrate the successful conclusion of the first joint symposium of the Qianjiang Province Internet Writers Association."

"Oh." Li Guoru remembered, "What you mentioned to me last time was the symposium of the people who write online articles, right?"

"Yes, that's it." Sun Jingchun nodded and looked at the announcement with his hands on his hips, "It just ended a few days ago, and the photos came out. To make an announcement, it needs to be put up for publicity for a while."

"How was the symposium? Is it interesting?" Li Guoru asked with a smile.

"What's the point?" Sun Jingchun shook his head repeatedly, "The Writers Association invited several guests, one of whom was a writer from our side. When he came to the stage to give a speech, he threw away the normal manuscript he had prepared in advance and almost started scolding him on the spot.

You didn’t pull me back.”

"Hey, is there such a thing?" Li Guoru was surprised, and then couldn't help but said, "Which one is it?"

"Take the first prize for the emerging writer who was commended by the Writers Association before, Chu Sheng, for writing "My Father"." Sun Jingchun said in a low voice, "Chairman Li is his nephew."

"He?" When Li Guoru heard this, he immediately looked disgusted, "He's not as good as what I wrote."

"Shhh!" Sun Jingchun quickly silenced him, "It's better to say less about this matter. The activity for the emerging writer was originally organized specifically for others, otherwise there wouldn't be enough funds. It's just a pheasant prize, so just give it to me.

chant."

"It's just this kind of thing, it's not me. Although I don't like those online writing forums, I won't go to him, right?" Li Guoru clicked his tongue twice.

"Ahem." Sun Jingchun coughed twice, "It was also recommended by Chairman Li, otherwise there were only four guests, and he was forced into it."

Li Guoru: "..."

Upon hearing this, Li Guoru immediately shook his head.

However, he had traveled extensively and done a lot of business before, so he was not surprised by this kind of thing.

After complaining to Sun Jingchun for a few words, I stopped talking about it and looked carefully at the bulletin board above.

"They are all very young. Look at them." Li Guoru glanced at them for a few times, then skipped the text and looked directly at the photos above.

There is a group photo of the conference hall as a whole, as well as a side photo of the five guests sitting in a row.

In addition, there are photos of the three winners of the essay competition.

"Those who write online articles are quite young." Sun Jingchun nodded and said, "There are still minors here."

"Underage?" Li Guoru was surprised, "How old are you?"

"16 years old, still in the first grade of high school." Sun Jingchun laughed and shook his head, "During the meeting, that Chu Sheng caught someone and scolded him, but he was rebuked with reason and evidence. It was really embarrassing."

"Is there such a thing?" Li Guoru looked at the large group photo in the conference hall and asked curiously, "Who is this young man? Point to me?"

"You don't need to look at this one, just look at the group photo of the winners of the urban essay competition." Sun Jingchun pointed to the photo in the lower right corner, "The young man in the middle is standing with Secretary Cao of the Provincial Writers Association."

Li Guoru looked intently in the direction he pointed, and soon saw the handsome and handsome boy.

Originally, he was just curious and passed by after taking a quick look.

But after taking a quick look, Li Guoru subconsciously let out a sigh, feeling that the young man looked familiar, so he took a closer look.

Just one look, and it was clear that something was wrong, and no one said anything.

Li Guoru had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face. He felt like he saw something, but he was a little unsure.

Sun Jingchun on the side saw something strange about him, and suddenly asked strangely: "What's wrong with you? Can this still show you flowers?"

"I don't know if I can see the flowers, but..." Li Guoru was a little unsure and scratched his head and couldn't help but said, "But I seem to know this kid..."

"Ah? Do you know him?" Sun Jingchun was surprised and quickly asked, "Where did you know him?"

"Wait, wait, just in case, lest it make a mistake and make it funny." Li Guoru raised his hand and said, "Your photo is still a bit blurry, so let me ask you, do you know this child's real name?

"

"I know." Sun Jingchun recalled, "It's called Li Luo. Li Luo, Luo is Yingluo's Luo."

"Ouch!" Li Guoru slapped his thigh and said in shock, "That's true!"

"Do you really know me?" Sun Jingchun asked in surprise, "How do you know me?"

"Look what his surname is." Li Guoru suddenly laughed and shook his head, "The surname is Li, this is the child of my Li family, my youngest biological brother, his son, Li Luo! I said that the more I look at him, the more familiar he looks.

Well, it turns out it’s true!”

When Sun Jingchun heard what he said, his mouth opened wide.

"This kid is really promising." Li Guoru was amazed when he found out that this was his nephew, "I heard a while ago that he was writing online articles, and I advised him to study hard so that he can write online articles after he goes to college.

.”

"I didn't expect that this really made him famous, and he even won an essay award."

"Is there a prize for this essay competition? How much is it?"

"Well...he won the first prize, with a bonus of 50,000 yuan." Sun Jingchun twitched his lips and replied.

"That's a lot." Li Guoru said in surprise, "The bonus is so much."

For Li Guoru, fifty thousand yuan is not a big sum of money, but when he thinks that a child like Li Luo got the award, it is very valuable.

"Haha, it's quite a lot." Sun Jingchun smiled bitterly. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but remind Li Guoru, "But you don't know that the book he wrote is worth much more than this bonus."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Li Guoru was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

"You don't know yet," Sun Jingchun said, "His copy of "I'm Really Not a Star" earned this amount just last month."

As he spoke, he raised three fingers.

Li Guoru looked at his hand, a little surprised: "Thirty thousand?"

"Three hundred thousand!" Sun Jingchun said loudly, "Strictly speaking, it should be three hundred and seventy thousand! A full three hundred and seventy thousand!"

"And you don't know that your nephew joined the Provincial Internet Writers Association just because of this book."

"He was also invited by Secretary Cao in person to join the Provincial Writers Association. This is really a promising future!"

As soon as these words came out.

Li Guoru slowly opened his mouth and his mind was buzzing.

He recalled what he said at the dinner table when he went to his brother's house before, and he couldn't help but blush.

Then I thought that I had only managed to sneak into the Municipal Writers Association with the help of others to polish my personal memoirs, and Li Luo had already been invited in person by the secretary of the Provincial Writers Association at a young age.

Thinking of this, Li Guoru was speechless for a moment.

Everyone was stunned and silent for a long time.
Chapter completed!