Cheng Lixue found his place at the conference and sat down on it.

There was mineral water given by the staff on the table. Cheng Lixue opened it and drank it, and it was a little cold.

Cheng Lixue has attended such a meeting many times in his previous life.

It’s nothing more than listening to some leaders of the Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles. The content of the speech is to create more works that are nutritious to the country and society, and more works that are valuable and thoughtful.

Since it is the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, it is not just a writer. Cheng Lixue also met some film and television actors and singers belonging to Jiangzhou Province.

Among them, there are many singers and actors who are popular now.

Cheng Lixue is the youngest among the participants.

It would be no surprise if it was a star in the entertainment industry. But many people were a little surprised to see him sitting in the writer's circle. When they saw the four words Cheng Men Lixue written on his seat, everyone was even more surprised. It turned out that the best-selling "Spring Breeze" in the country in recent times was actually written by a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

This made the old authors in Jiangzhou feel a little ashamed.

It is already considered very high for many of their works to have a best-selling volume of hundreds of thousands, but it is naturally incomparable to "Spring Breeze", which has sold 2 million copies in the past six months. Not to mention the entire Jiangzhou writer circle, even in China, there are not many authors who can reach the one million in one year.

After the symposium that lasted for more than an hour, Cheng Lixue was about to get up and leave, and then he saw a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties walking towards him.

"Your name is Cheng Lixue, right? You do it well, write well, and the articles are also well written. In the future, the literary and artistic circles of Jiangzhou Province will still belong to you young people." The man patted Cheng Lixue on the shoulder and smiled.

Cheng Lixue was stunned because he saw the work permit hanging in front of the person.

Baishanting, Chairman of the Jiangzhou Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

In fact, Cheng Lixue, a writer in Jiangzhou Province, knew the chairman of the Jiangzhou Federation of Literary and Art Circles in his previous life. However, it was more than ten years later. At that time, the chairman of the Jiangzhou Federation of Literary and Art Circles was not the Baishanting now. Therefore, this was the first time Cheng Lixue actually saw Baishanting. In recent years, Baishanting occasionally attended some activities. When Cheng Lixue became a writer more than ten years later, Baishanting rarely appeared again and only devoted himself to writing lyrics and composing music at home.

The reason why Cheng Lixue was really stunned was not the position of Baishanting, the chairman of the Jiangzhou Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

But the person in front of him is Bai Zhengyu's father.

"By the way, you should be in the same class as Zheng Yu at school, right?" Bai Shanting asked with a smile.

"Yes." Cheng Lixue nodded.

"Does my daughter usually look very arrogant?" Bai Shanting asked.

"It's okay." Cheng Lixue said with a smile.

"Fortunately, I just had it. I used to think that Zheng Yu had always been so arrogant and would suffer one day, but now I don't have this worry, because there are really people stronger than her at No. 1 Middle School, which can slightly suppress her arrogant arrogance." Bai Shanting smiled.

"I heard that your family has committed some debts, but now they have paid them back?" Bai Shanting asked.

"Well, I paid it all yesterday." Cheng Lixuedao.

But he was a little surprised that Bai Shanting even knew that their family was in debt.

"It's good to pay it back. This is what knowledge changes destiny! I was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and I used the money I earned from writing novels to pay millions of debts for my parents. Not many people in this world can do it." Bai Shanting praised with a smile.

"Your family also lives in Qingshan, right? When you have time, we come to sit for a while. Sometimes I am very idle. If you want to study something, you can come to me. There are some books you don't have in the school library, and I have them there." Bai Shanting patted Cheng Lixue's shoulder again, then got up and walked out of the conference room.

How could Bai Shanting, who is the chairman of the Jiangzhou Federation of Literary and Art Circles, not like such a talented person?

At the age of 16, Bai Shanting wanted to see where this young man could finally go.

But at the same time, he was afraid that he would become like Zhongyong and eventually become a commoner.

That's why he said that if he has time, he would come to his house to sit more often.

Cheng Lixue did not expect that he would be appreciated as much as Baishanting because of a book "Spring Breeze".

But what he didn't know was that recently, Bai Shanting saw the article from Bai Zhengyu when Cheng Li's high school entrance exam in January.

What really touched Bai Shanting was not "Spring Breeze", but this essay that is still hanging on the publicity column of a rank 1 quarantine and school.

When he walked out of the conference room, Cheng Lixue did not take the bus home directly because it was already 2 pm now. When he returned to the village at this time, he probably would not get home at 8 or 9 pm. So if he walked at night or the night road in the mountains, Cheng Lixue would not dare to walk.

He called out Li Wenbo and the others, and first played billiards in the billiard hall for an afternoon. In the evening, a group of people had a meal at a food stall.

After eating and drinking, Cheng Lixue slept in the hotel all night.

The house I lived in had expired, and the things I had not moved out of process and had not yet been moved out, but the landlord was already urging me.

Cheng Lixue is planning to buy a house in the city with the remaining one million yuan.

Anyway, I bought a house in Qingshan in 2008 and made sure to make a profit without losing money.

The next morning, Cheng Lixue went to a mobile business hall to apply for a card and bought a mobile phone, and bought another mp4.

After asking the business hall to help get some songs, Cheng Lixue boarded QQ and recorded the phone number of Li Wenbo and others, then put on headphones and got on the car back to Qingyang.

Cheng Lixue breathed a sigh of relief, opened the bus window a little, and the cold wind blew on his face, and a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Lixue's mouth.

It took almost a year since he was reborn and now, and it was only at this moment that Cheng Lixue felt relaxed.

Perhaps this is what is called debt-free and light.

The burden on him was gone. From then on, the sea was wide and the fish leaped, and the sky was high and the birds were flying.

In the afternoon, Cheng Lixue returned home.

As the end of the year approaches, people in the village are preparing New Year's goods.

Therefore, Cheng Lixue took a ride and saved two hours to go up the mountain.

Just as Cheng Lixue got out of the villager's car and was walking home, Cheng Xiuyuan saw the phone call coming from his cell phone and looked embarrassed.

"Xiuyuan, why don't you answer the phone?" Lin Yun asked.

"It's this time, who can call me?" Cheng Xiuyuan said with a wry smile.

Lin Yun was silent for a while and said, "That has to be accepted, after all, we owe them what we do. You promised them that they would not lose money at that time."

"Yeah." Cheng Xiuyuan nodded and answered the phone: "Hey, Brother Li is it?"

"I know you are in a hurry, but Brother Li, can you give up the money for a little longer..." Cheng Xiuyuan was stunned before he finished speaking.

"Hey, Hey, Xiuyuan, are you busy? Then forget it, let's talk about it when you have time, but next time you have time, we will definitely come to me. We have not seen each other for a year, so we have a good meal at that time." The man said and hung up the phone.

"What's wrong with Xiuyuan?" Lin Yun asked, looking at Cheng Xiuyuan who was stunned.

"Does Li Qiancheng want money now?" Lin Yun asked frowned.

"No." Cheng Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "He said that the money we owe him was paid back yesterday. I called today to ask where I was and if I had time to go to his place to drink."

"When did we pay it back? We owe him the most!" Lin Yun asked in surprise.

"He said that Li Xue went to the city to help us pay it back yesterday." Cheng Xiuyuan said again.

"Ah?" Lin Yun was also stunned.
Chapter completed!