I am the king of hard rice

Chapter 130 Qing Ge Who Wants to Charge

Li Peifeng was stunned, and after realizing it, he slowly put down the flower in his hand and forced a smile on his face: "Hello, Auntie, I, I... haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

"It's good." Li Xin turned her body slightly and waved her hands inwardly: "Come in and talk."

"Uh, okay." Li Peifeng just felt uncomfortable. He really didn't expect this person to be at Zhao Qingge's house. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be. As the leader of the academy, Li Xin is usually very busy with work, even on Saturdays. No, let alone come to my daughter's house on purpose, I can only say that I am unlucky!
"My tutor..." Li Peifeng looked around in embarrassment after entering the room, feeling a little scared. Fortunately, when he was outside the door, although his voice and expression were not quite right, he only said a guide, and the rest "I think" You're gone' didn't say it, or I would have died on the spot!
"You finally came to change the article?"

After the two had exchanged a few words, Zhao Qingge came out of the study. Seeing the flowers in Li Peifeng's hand, Zhao Qingge frowned: "Do you still remember the agreed time? It's so late, I thought you forgot it!"

Li Peifeng silently praised the steps Zhao Qingge gave, and quickly responded: "Hey, I was delayed by something!" Then he raised the flowers in his hand: "So I bought flowers from the side of the road, and I will apologize to you."

Zhao Qingge glanced at Li Xin, but didn't answer: "Stop doing these useless things!"

Li Peifeng is also very adaptable. He thought of an excuse in a blink of an eye, and smiled: "This is a handicraft made by a junior high school student. He came out to set up a stall on weekends to earn some pocket money. I saw it on the street and decided to support it. I just bought a bunch. If you don’t like it, I’ll go back and give it to my mother.”

Zhao Qingge gave a soft face, ignored this, and walked towards the study: "Come with me, I didn't expect the outline you wrote to be so detailed, and I'm just going to finish it now. Regarding the direction of writing, I will give you a few tips. suggestion……"

"OK, all right."

The two walked into the study room without closing the door. Li Xin listened at the door for a while, and heard that the content of their discussion was really similar to the documents on Zhao Qingge's computer, and it was something created by a novel. She frowned slowly. Expand.

In the room, Li Peifeng was relieved to hear Li Xin's footsteps walking farther and farther away, and whispered, "Guard, why is your mother here? You scared me!"

Obviously it scared me!
Zhao Qingge cast a glance at him: "Why did you come to my house? You are still holding the flowers made by that elementary school student!"

"Not elementary school students, but junior high school students..."

Li Peifeng slapped his head, and said helplessly: "Hey, I made it myself, I didn't buy it. I just said that to my aunt."

"Really?" Zhao Qingge was noncommittal.

"Yeah, I came back from school in the morning and saw that the trees on the side of the road were the most beautiful, so I folded a few of them casually, and wrapped them with paper bought from a flower shop, and then I thought of giving it to you immediately. In the end, who ever wanted to meet Auntie!"

Li Peifeng sighed: "It's a bit embarrassing!"

Zhao Qingge looked at the bouquet of flowers on the table, raised his mouth, but quickly calmed down: "If you want to come later, call me in advance."

"In the future?" Li Peifeng grinned, "Okay!"

He had visited Zhao Qingge's house a few times before during Chinese New Year holidays, or when he occasionally listened to Zhao Qingge's orders and helped her fetch things, but usually he really didn't have the chance to come.

Now that Zhao Qingge opened the golden mouth, it sounds like he can come to her house anytime?

"I mean if your thesis or literary creation encounters a bottleneck!"

Zhao Qingge's face was serious: "And it's on weekends, and if the situation is more urgent, you can come to my house, and I will guide and correct you, understand? Don't misunderstand!"

"Well, no misunderstanding! Absolutely no misunderstanding!"

Three or ten minutes later, the two chatted almost, and Li Peifeng's cell phone kept ringing. It was Wu Wenyue and Xu Maning who asked him where he had gone, and it was not convenient for him to answer now, so he walked out of the study and prepared to leave.

"Pei Feng is leaving?"

Li Xin, who was in the kitchen, was cooking in a scarf. Seeing this scene, she put down the shovel in her hand and came up to her: "My meal is ready soon, and I brought you a copy. I'll stay for you after dinner." let's go."

"No, no, no!"

Li Peifeng waved his hands again and again: "Today's weekend, my parents came to visit me in the capital, and I may have to eat with them today."

"Oh, your parents are here?"

Li Xin's heart moved, and she nodded slightly: "That is to go back to spend time with parents, but...do you have time tomorrow?"

"Uh, what's the matter?"

Li Xin smiled gently and said, "I recently heard about you from Dean Chen, but I didn't expect you to be a great writer. Your uncle and I are very curious about what kind of parents can cultivate such talents. It just so happens that they are also in the capital right now, so I think it's better to have a meal and chat with our two families tomorrow."

Li Peifeng felt a little apprehensive, and also a little baffled, why would he invite his family to dinner so gracefully?

But in the past, he would have agreed happily.

Who is the woman in front of me?The deputy dean of the International Trade Institute of a 211 University in the capital.

Who is Zhao Qingge's father?Dean of the School of Foreign Languages, Yanda University.

These two can be said to be leaders in their respective academic fields. To put it bluntly, they are talkers. They have profound resources and extensive connections. Just a word may save me many years of struggle.

If you hug your thighs, you will have a great future.Li Peifeng thought so before, but now he is not really interested, because he has already hugged their daughter Zhao Qingge's thigh.

At this time, as Zhao Qingge's student, he would bring his parents along to this family banquet...how awkward would it be! !In the future, if the two families become one family and sit down to eat together, how will they get along?

"Also, your supervisor is also very concerned about your PhD and future employment."

Li Xin then smiled and said: "It's just right, I can also take this opportunity to talk to your parents. If you have other difficulties, such as confusion about future employment, your tutor can't help you. Auntie and uncle may be able to help you."

Is it the lobbyist Chen Yuan recruited to let me study for a Ph. D.?
Hearing what she said, Li Peifeng vaguely understood something, and subconsciously glanced at Zhao Qingge, but the other party shook his head slightly, fully understanding in his heart, so he put on a foolish look and sincerely apologized.

"Sorry, auntie, I have an appointment to go shopping with my parents during the day tomorrow, and they will take the train home in the afternoon, so let's wait for their next winter vacation to talk about the meal." After saying this, he turned around decisively.

"Guard, Auntie, don't send it away, goodbye!"

"Go slowly." Zhao Qingge still sent it to the door.

"Click."

The anti-theft door was closed, Li Xin frowned, and her face was displeased: "This young man looked very mature before, why, didn't you understand what I said just now?!"

Zhao Qingge's expression was very relaxed: "I told you, he doesn't want to study for a doctorate at all, and he doesn't even want to be a teacher. He just wants to be a writer and write books with peace of mind in the future."

"Is it?"

Li Xin glanced at her, and said: "In the future, you should not let students come to your home, especially male students, it would be better if you provoke some gossip."

Zhao Qingge snorted nasally: "I know."

Li Xin just wanted to turn around and go into the kitchen, but remembered something, stopped in her tracks, and looked sharply: "By the way, Dodo, did you just tell me that you're going to resign?"

Zhao Qingge looked at the kitchen, the wok that was smoking black smoke on the stove, and reminded: "Your food is going to be burnt."

"Oh, forget it!" Li Xin ran to the kitchen in a panic and forgot about it.

Zhao Qingge walked back to the study room slowly, locked the door behind him, picked up the golden bouquet made of ginkgo leaves folded on the desk, sat on the chair and looked at it silently for a while, then sighed inaudibly.

Then, she took out the cowhide diary from the drawer, turned to the latest blank page, and wrote a few lines with a pen.

"My years are wasted, and my whole body is tired. Hopeless, sad, empty, like this golden flower made of dead leaves, beautiful, but the time of death is coming."

"I've already thought about my epitaph."

"Written, full of empty words; loved, caught the moon in the water; lived, muddled."

"The wind should be stronger. I want to make a charge in my last golden age, even if it is doomed to fail."

(End of this chapter)