Dad: My identity as Qu Dad has been exposed by my daughter

The next day, Su Chen got up early.

Today, Shu Ping and Shen Chunzhi are leaving Shanghai and starting their self-driving tour.

They are going to the Northwest.

Su Xiaoxi is reluctant to leave her grandparents, "Grandma, you guys just stay home and play with Xiaoxi."

Su Xiaoxi was in Shen Chunzhi's arms, tears welling up in her eyes.

Shen Chunzhi couldn't bear it and wanted to give up the trip, but thinking that her husband had finally made time, she could only harden her heart and say, "My little cutie Xiaoxi, can grandma come back to play with you? Bring a lot of delicious food for Xiaoxi, take beautiful photos, the scenery over there is so beautiful... Well, grandma promises to accompany Xiaoxi when she comes back!"

Su Xiaoxi was not so sad when she heard that there were delicious food, "Pin."

"Okay, pinky."

Finally, Su Chen's family sent the two elders to the garage.

Elizabeth squatted beside Su Xiaoxi, looking at the rear of the car that was driving away quickly, and then rubbed Su Xiaoxi affectionately with her furry head, as if to say: Little master, don't be sad, there is still Elizabeth~

Su Xiaoxi squatted down and hugged Elizabeth.

After that, Shu Wan took Elizabeth home, and Su Chen held Su Xiaoxi's little hand and sent her to kindergarten.

The father-in-law and mother-in-law must have left,

Su Chen's heart was still empty.

I don't know what happened to his parents on Earth.

He looked up at the sky, white clouds were floating, maybe, at the other end of the sky, was the blue planet.

...

Shu Ping was driving the car, and "The Hard Sutra" was playing in the car.

He didn't expect that he could learn this song overnight under Su Chen's guidance. He sang a few lines along with the melody, and said to Shen Chunzhi: "Wife! When we were young, I said that I would drive you around the world in the future."

"Today our journey has finally begun."

"You still remember." Shen Chunzhi said, "From today on, we are the Condor Heroes! You are Yang Guo, and I am Xiaolongnu, call me aunt."

"I treat you as my wife, but you want to be my aunt."

"What's wrong, Guo'er? Don't you want to?"

"Hahaha, aunt!"

The two old guys were joking in the car.

They are really a couple of gods.

Although they are old, they still have the romance of young lovers.

Just when Shu Ping was happy, his phone rang.

It was Geng Guiren, a professor at the School of Literature of Jingbei University.

As a professor of ancient poetry and prose at Shancheng University, Shu Ping often communicates with colleagues from all over the country and maintains a good relationship.

But Geng Guiren of Jingbei University is still a big shot in his mind.

Geng Guiren actually called.

He answered the phone without hesitation.

"Old Geng." Shu Ping's tone was very respectful.

"Old Shu," Geng Guiren said, "It's been a long time since we last met. I saw you live broadcasting. Are you going to take your wife to the Northwest?"

"Yes, we just set off. You called me. Is there any important work? I can adjust the travel."

"No, no." Geng Guiren explained, "You are still cool and unrestrained. Your daughter and son-in-law are both outstanding. Your granddaughter is well-behaved and sensible."

"I called today to ask you for your son-in-law's phone number. Aren't you compiling the Chinese textbooks for middle school students across the country recently? A few days ago, Su Chen drank and wrote hundreds of poems. Every sentence of his poems was shocking and hit the top of the head.

"It just so happens that I am in charge of compiling this textbook. I am thinking about adding your son-in-law's poems to the extracurricular reading section."

"It's just that these poems seem to be fragmentary and unwritten, so I want to contact Su Chen to see if he can improve the creation. By the way, I also ask for his consent. "

Geng Guiren told the whole story.

Shu Ping's face changed after hearing it.

Very exciting.

My son-in-law's poems will be included in the middle school textbooks?

Good! Good! Good!!

"Great news." Shu Ping couldn't suppress his emotions and said, "I'll send you his number right away."

"Yeah, good." Geng Guiren praised again, "Old Shu! You are so lucky. Your son-in-law is a treasure."

Shu Ping said a few humble words.

The two laughed.

After hanging up the phone, Shu Ping immediately sent Su Chen's phone number.

Then, while he was happy, he called Su Chen again: "Xiao Chen! Good news, good news! I just received a call from Geng Guiren, a professor at the School of Literature of Jingbei University, saying that your poems will be included in the middle school textbooks. You should quickly improve your creation. I guess Professor Geng will call you soon. "

"Included in the textbooks? "Su Chen was stunned.

This... the plot in this novel, has it happened in reality? And it happened to me?

Will I not be criticized by thousands of students?

Trembling.

Just after hanging up Shu Ping's phone, a number from Kyoto called in soon.

No need to think.

It must be Geng Guiren.

"Hello Su Chen, I am Geng Guiren from Jingbei University..." Geng Guiren briefly introduced himself.

"Hello, Professor Geng." Su Chen's mouth twitched slightly.

It was indeed Professor Geng who called.

After a few pleasantries, Geng Guiren said: "Then I will make a long story short and get straight to the point."

Although Su Chen already knew what was going on, he still listened to Geng Guiren patiently.

"Professor Geng, I am not very talented... Let's not include it in the textbook." Su Chen was really worried about being criticized by thousands of students.

However, Geng Guiren said: "Don't be modest. Just look at your poem, you are not very talented, then we are really vulgar people. "

"I just chanted casually..." Su Chen blurted out out of instinctive modesty.

But as soon as he said it, he realized that he had said the wrong thing and stopped talking.

But Geng Guiren on the other end of the phone suddenly became quiet.

Su Chen felt that the other party's facial muscles must be twitching wildly at this moment.

When Su Chen answered the phone, the live camera was facing him.

Although everyone couldn't hear what Geng Guiren said, from Su Chen's few words of answer, the smart audience had already realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Oh my god! Included in the textbook? I should have grasped the key words and the key points, right?"

"Who called Su Dad?"

"It should be some big shot... From what he said!! Are you going to include Su Dad's poems in the textbook?"

"Oh my god! Su Dad is so impressive."

"It has been recognized by the textbook."

"From today on! Su Dad is a textbook-level lyricist and composer."

"Fuck!! The awesome aura has overflowed from the screen."

"And did you hear Su Dad's last sentence? I just chanted casually... He wanted to say! I just chanted a few sentences casually?"

"But he stopped immediately when he realized that he had let it slip."

"Chanting casually means textbook-level poems!!! Is this still human language?"

"As a graduate student, I instantly became illiterate."

"As a doctoral student, I have to go back to lay the foundation again."

"I live in Bengbu."

Geng Guiren on the other end of the phone was so shocked that he was silent for a while before saying: "Then just improve it casually."

Su Chen: ! ! ! !

Finally, Su Chen couldn't refuse, so he said, "Then I'll try."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." Geng Guiren said, "Here's my phone number, you can contact me anytime."

"By the way, there are certain bonuses for articles and poems selected for textbooks. Although it's not much, only about 100,000 yuan per article, but the number of your poems is not small, and a little bit makes a big difference."

Is there a bonus?

Is 100,000 yuan for one poem too little?

It's a lot, right! ! !

It doesn't matter whether it's money or not, the main thing is that these poems benefit Chinese students... Thinking of this, Su Chen shuddered.

I hope the students won't throw eggs at me.

"Okay." Su Chen hung up the phone.

At this time, the news that Su Chen's poems were about to be included in the textbooks had been hyped on the Internet. In an instant, Chinese teachers and students were all excited!

...

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