The sweetness of milk is not as sweet as yours

Chapter30

Chu Yu and Hu Fei went to talk in the corridor, causing people in the classroom to look out frequently, wondering what the school bully and the school committee were whispering about.

Hu Fei was also a little surprised to be called outside by Chu Yu.

"Could you tell me what exactly is going on in Teacher Yuehua's manuscript exhibition?"

"Yes," Hu Fei paused, "Do you also like to read Teacher Yuehua's books?"

Chu Yu was a little confused, and said casually, "Yes."

Hu Fei said oh, a little out of expectation.You must know that Teacher Yuehua mainly writes love stories, starting from the female body, enjoys a certain reputation in the literary world, and is also known as the contemporary Zhang Ailing.Except for literary youth, there should be few boys who would like to read Teacher Yuehua's books.

Chu Yu doesn't look like a literary youth, but this kind of thing is also uncertain.

Hu Fei said slowly: "Didn't you pay attention to Teacher Yuehua's Weibo? The manuscript exhibition has been promoted for a week. It was held in Wutong Art Museum in S City, yesterday, today and tomorrow, for a total of three days. You can buy tickets on the spot, they are not expensive, and there are only fifteen people. I went today, and there are many people.”

Chu Yu's face was ugly, but he didn't make a sound, so Hu Fei could only continue: "Mr. Yuehua's handwriting is so good, it can't be an exaggeration to call it a calligraphy exhibition. But it's a pity that I didn't see what Teacher Yuehua didn't do during his lifetime. It is said that the completed Sand Causeway under the Moon was only exhibited on the first day, and it was bought by a book fan at a high price that afternoon. If only it could be published..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw that Chu Yu's eyes seemed to be red.

"you……"

"Thanks."

Chu Yu's voice was hoarse, his hands were clenched into fists, and the gloom in his eyes welled up.

Hu Fei wanted to ask him what's the matter, but he suddenly took a step back, left a sentence "please take a leave with the teacher" and ran away in a hurry.He was aggressive and looked like he was going to hit someone.

Hu Fei was full of doubts.

Does he really like Teacher Yuehua, why does it look like he is going to mess things up?

Chu Yu rang the bell shortly after he left.

Teacher Xu walked into the classroom on time.

"The class representative is going to collect homework. Stop writing. What else are you writing? Why did you go so early during the holidays? If you don't write during the holidays, you will come to school to copy. Is this a responsible attitude towards your studies?"

The class representative checked the homework by group. Teacher Xu glanced to the corner, and there was only one vacancy in the class.

"Where's Chu Yu?"

"To the restroom."

"asked for leave."

Xu Kai and Hu Fei spoke at the same time.

Teacher Xu frowned: "Are you going to the toilet or asking for leave?"

Xu Kai shut his mouth.

Hu Fei: "I asked for leave. When he left in the afternoon, I asked me to ask for leave."

"What kind of leave do you ask for? Why do you ask for leave?"

Hu Fei had never lied before, so he choked.

Teacher Xu frowned and looked away: "Hand in the homework first."

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Chu Yu went downstairs and called Chu Xun.

Chu Xun was surprised when he received it: "Chu Yu, why are you calling me at this time, have you discussed it with grandpa?"

Chu Yu asked him, "Where are you?"

"Me? Do you want to send me the contract? It's fine. Brother can go home to get it tomorrow..."

"Where are you?" Chu Yu's tone was cold.

Chu Xun paused: "What's wrong?"

"Are you in City S?" Chu Yu asked him, "What's going on with the manuscript exhibition?"

There was no voice from Chu Xun, and he hung up directly after a while.

Chu Yu didn't rush to call, and went to Weibo first.

He hasn't checked Weibo for a long time, and there is no one around him who knows about these things, so he didn't know until now.

Chu Xun wanted the keys to the house to make money with Qiao Tan's manuscripts.

Which writer will hold a manuscript exhibition, and no one will go there, and he is not a calligrapher or painter.However, if the writer had some enthusiasm during his lifetime, and he died not long ago, it just happens to arouse the sympathy and regret of the world, and it will make many people curious about it.

But by doing this, isn't Chu Xun consuming his mother who died not long ago?

Is he that short of money?

Chu Yu searched for the keywords of the Yuehua Manuscript Exhibition.

On Weibo, under the marketing account that popped up, the first comment was: "Mr. Yuehua's son is so short of money? Eat fucking human blood steamed buns?"

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Chu Xun didn't sleep well all night, and received an overseas call in the early hours of the morning.

"Jack, when will you come back to get your things, I'll sort out some more, and I'll throw them away if you don't come again."

Chu Xun sat on the bed with his head down, and said in a hoarse voice for a long time, "In two days, you will store it in the garage first."

"Okay," Grace was a little unhappy on the phone, "I hope you can as soon as possible, don't delay for two days and two days..."

Chu Xun interrupted her: "Forget it, just throw it away."

Grace was quiet for two seconds: "OK, it's easy."

Grace was about to hang up, but Chu Xun hurriedly said, "Son..."

"He's at dinner and doesn't have time to talk to you. Jack, I don't want you to see him. He's only two, and I saved you from telling him all the nasty things you've done. He'll forget soon enough." It's your fault, and I hope you don't come to disturb our mother and son again."

The other party spoke so fast and hung up the phone so quickly that Chu Xun only had time to let out a quick breath.

After the call ended, the room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Holding the phone, Chu Xun turned to a WeChat message.

Liu Lingling: "Your brother said he couldn't reach you and wanted your hotel room. I told him."