At the age when they should be playing and chasing with other kids on the school playground, they have to face blows that most young people cannot bear.
But those days are coming to an end.
It’s really coming soon.
After this night, everything will be fine.
Just then, the news about the penguin pulled Gu Luo out of his thoughts.
[Universe: .....You...are really only in the second grade?]
[Panda: Yes.]
[Universe: Boss, you're not using your son's identity to trick me, are you? Or how about just pretending I never asked? You're a little scary.]
[Panda: I'm not kidding. You can search online for the name Gu Luo, or for "breaking Olympic records at school sports meets."]
Gu Luo had no intention of concealing his identity. Writing novels to make money was one thing, but the most important thing was to accumulate strength so that he would have the qualifications and ability to deal with the pressure from Aunt Luo, his stepfather, and Xuexue's mother.
This time, the other party was silent for two and a half seconds.
【Universe: Picture*6】
[Universe: This handsome guy is you?!]
【Panda: Yes, it’s me. I didn’t lie to you.】
[Universe: ...I just searched for videos of you singing and playing the suona... Putting aside your talents, just your looks alone can easily overpower all the young and handsome guys on the market. It's outrageous.]
[Universe: Now you tell me you can write novels?! Are you letting others live... I'm not talking about me, but a friend of mine is a little bit upset...]
This is simply a case of people being thwarted by comparison.
The more I read the comments online, the more I feel broken.
What academic genius, two school beauties, one of whom even has a girlfriend, can write poetry, with a line like "clouds think of clothes, flowers think of beauty, spring breeze blows on the threshold, dew is fragrant" showing his talent... and so on and so forth...
What is a winner in life and what is a real life?
Gu Luo's mouth twitched, and he thought that this editor didn't seem to be very old.
When he searched online, he didn't choose carefully; he just picked one at random.
[Panda: All kidding aside, do I need my parents' consent to sign this contract?]
[Universe: Yes, but as long as you can send a copy of your household registration, it will be fine.]
【Panda: OK, thank you for your help.】
[Universe: No problem. If you can maintain the quality and update the game "Mysterious Game", the future will be immeasurable. However, you still have to study, so you need to manage your time well.]
[Panda: It’s okay, I still have a few hundred thousand worth of manuscripts saved]
This time, the other party was silent for two and a half seconds.
Hundreds of thousands of manuscripts in reserve?
Did people say that?!
No wonder I only submitted 20,000 words.
You know what, the universe is really itching to do that.
I really want to save the manuscript and watch the rest of the story.
The two chatted briefly for a few more sentences and roughly discussed the relevant matters of the contract. Then Gu Luo put away his phone, stood up, and slowly walked behind Tang Xiaoxiao.
Straight to the point, he asked softly, "Do you miss your grandparents?"
"Um."
Tang Xiaoxiao nodded gently, looking at the surface of the moat, and then looking up at the stars in the sky. Unfortunately, the weather was bad and she could hardly see any light.
"Grandpa and grandma must miss Xiaoxiao too."
Gu Luo said softly, and then asked: "Little Xiaoxiao, do you want to see your grandparents?"
After a pause, the voice became softer:
"Brother has a solution."
Tang Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned, turned her head, and looked a little surprised.
Gu Luorou gently pinched her cheek, then took out her cell phone from her coat pocket, opened the map software, swiped the "Real Scene Record" folder, paused her fingertips on the screen, and clicked on a picture.
When the phone screen got closer, Tang Xiaoxiao's sight was drawn to the light.
The photo shows a yard outside the countryside. Half-dead morning glory vines are climbing on the adobe wall. The old locust tree in the corner of the yard is covered with fallen leaves. An old grandfather with gray hair is sitting on a bamboo chair under the tree to enjoy the cool air.
The old lady next to him stood up, and the corner of her blue shirt swept across the bamboo basket beside the bamboo chair. The basket probably contained dried sweet potatoes, which were golden yellow.
The old lady raised her hand and patted the old man's arm, pointing her other hand towards the camera, the wrinkles on her face squeezed together, and her eyes narrowed into slits due to her smile.
He was originally looking at the half-drowsy old man on the ground. As if sensing something, he slowly raised his head, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were suddenly filled with a smile. His gaze passed through the camera and fell directly on Tang Xiaoxiao's face at this moment.
The photo is frozen at this point.
Tang Xiaoxiao stared at the screen in a daze, without blinking. The cold light of the screen reflected in her pupils, making the appearance of her grandparents in the photo exceptionally clear.
Grandpa seemed to want to stand up and say hello, and grandma's hand pointing at the camera looked like it was about to touch her cheek in the next second.
Tang Xiaoxiao's fingertips were raised at some point, hovering above the screen, only a few centimeters away from the two old people in the photo.
But there are thousands of mountains and rivers between us.
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