Cheng Zhenhua drives a 2005-old Mercedes-Benz.

I don't know whether it was because there was no driver or because he wanted to show his sense of responsibility as a good father, Cheng Zhenhua drove his own car to pick up Cheng Xi.

When getting in the car, Shen Xing offered to help drive, but Cheng Zhenhua refused.

"Qin Mo, you should get used to it at the Imperial Martial Arts Academy." Cheng Zhenhua said with a smile in the car.

Cheng Xi sat in the passenger seat and said without waiting for Qin Mo's answer: "Dad, didn't you read the news link I sent you about the exchange competition?"

"Qin Mo won the freshman exchange competition on behalf of the Imperial Martial Academy."

"There is also the winner of the literary exchange competition."

Cheng Zhenhua looked surprised. In fact, he saw the news link of the exchange competition sent to him by Cheng Xi.

Qin Mo asked about the Imperial Martial Arts Academy just to open up the topic. After Cheng Xi said Qin Mo's name, Cheng Zhenhua instantly had countless logos in his mind, like a shining one that only he could see.

The title appeared superimposed on Qin Mo's head like a panel——

The number one scholar in the Jincheng Palace Examination,

Quatrains, poems, and articles handed down from generation to generation are all written by him.

The creative writer of "Little Li's Flying Knife", "Dragon" and "Swordsman", once used the gangster nicknames: Straight Man of Steel, Canyon Horse Hunter,

A talented martial artist who shined in the exchange competition and defeated 43 students in a row.

The first genius in the history of the Imperial Martial Arts Academy to serve as president of both the literary club and the martial arts club at the same time.

Generally, we would use two words to describe this kind of person - a monster...a genius.

Cheng Zhenhua is the director of the Jincheng Education Bureau. Looking at the whole country, the director of a small county-level city is naturally nothing. Cheng Zhenhua does not miss the information that he should know at all, not to mention that it is the Imperial Martial Arts Academy of his precious daughter.

Shen Xing is not bad either. Traditionally speaking, he is a good match for their family.

He is three years older than Cheng Xi and has just graduated from Zhejiang University of Wuhan. He is a third-level martial arts master.

People are afraid of comparison!

Taken individually, Shen Xing is indeed excellent, has a good style, and is obsessed with Cheng Xi.

But compared with Qin Mo, he is obviously far behind.

As for family background, under the aura of a genius like Qin Mo, it seems less important.

The thoughts in Cheng Zhenhua's mind disappeared in a flash, and he squinted at Qin Mo and said: "Qin Mo, you and Cheng Xi are in the Imperial Martial Arts. You need more support in the future. We in Jincheng don't have many students going to the Imperial Martial Academy."

Qin Mo didn't think much and nodded.

Cheng Zhenhua was very unfamiliar with driving, and he chatted with Qin Mo from time to time, so the experience was not good.

Qin Mo didn't care either.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Nanbo Bay.

"Qin Mo, do you live here?" Looking at the dilapidated building in front of him, Cheng Zhenhua frowned slightly. In his opinion, if nothing else, the remuneration Qin Mo received from his martial arts articles was enough to keep him in the center of Jincheng City.

Buy the best house.

Nanbo Bay, at first glance, looks like an old community that is more than ten years old.

Qin Mo said: "Just stop here."

"Okay." Cheng Zhenhua didn't think much and put Qin Mo down.

After saying goodbye to Qin Mo, Cheng Xi, Cheng Zhenhua and others quickly left in the car.

"Finally we're home." Qin Mo looked at the familiar gate of the community in front of him with emotion.

I haven’t been back for almost half a year, and it’s indeed a bit strange.

At the door, a familiar figure sat there, wearing a thick green cotton coat, scrolling through the hazy glass on his mobile phone.

Uncle Qin looked up and saw the person standing outside the window, and laughed in surprise: "Qin Mo is back?"

Qin Mo held the bag with one hand and said, "Uncle Qin, I'm back. How is your health?"

"It goes without saying that you are so healthy. Even if you are admitted to Wuhan University, there is no problem in beating you three times." Uncle Qin smiled and his eyes became moist.

Qin Mo took out a pack of cigarettes from his backpack and threw it on the table of the security booth, then walked into the community without looking back.

Uncle Qin looked at the exquisite cigarette with joy: "This boy, uncle, I didn't miss him in vain."

…

Qin Mo opened the iron door and returned to the familiar house.

"Huh?" As soon as I walked in, the floor was not as dusty as I expected, and there wasn't even a bit of odor in the air. The floor and furniture were all clean, as if they had been swept.

Qin Mo walked into the bedroom and cleaned it. He didn't touch anything on the furniture. He just cleaned it once.

Qin Mo probably knew what happened, and his favorable impression of Qin Youyan increased.

After taking a hot bath and practicing Wu Qin Xi on a familiar balcony, Qin Mo turned on his cell phone and dialed Fang Hansong's number.

After the call was connected, Fang Hansong said happily: "Qin Mo, have you returned to Jincheng?"

Qin Mo smiled and said: "I just came back."

"How are you doing lately? Are you busy?"

Fang Hansong said with a slight embarrassment: "After you finished "Swordsman", you won't be so busy. It's almost like a holiday. If you have a holiday, we will also have a holiday."

This is true.

Today's Jincheng Wubo's sales are like a roller coaster every month. During the previous serialization period of "Dragon Babu", the daily sales were in the hundreds of thousands.

Later, "Dragon Babu" came to an end, and Jincheng Wubao's sales plummeted instantly.

Then came the serialization of "Swordsman", and Jincheng Wubao's sales reached a peak again.

Then comes the end of "Swordsman"...

After repeated repetitions, Fang Hansong finally understood the truth. Jincheng Wubao can do without Fang Hansong, but it cannot do without Qin Mo.

Fang Hansong paused and then said: "However, we at Jincheng Military News have trained almost all the writers we have ourselves, and some of our new works have been well received recently."

Of course, what Fang Hansong said about the good response is relative.

At the end of the conversation, Fang Hansong made some indirect remarks, basically asking Qin Mo when the next martial arts article would be serialized.

There was no way, Fang Hansong was used to seeing the sales data during the period when Jincheng Martial News serialized Qin Mo's martial arts articles. Looking at the current sales, it was boring.

Qin Mo did not express his position, firstly because he was not ready for the next martial arts article.

If I really want to write another martial arts article, it will have to be after the Chinese New Year.

Qin Mo chatted with Fang Hansong for a few more words, made an appointment to meet, and exchanged pleasantries for a while before hanging up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Mo called his father Qin Youyan again.

"Son, it took me so long to remember to call your dad."

"How's it going? Have you contacted Youyin recently?"

"Come to Lin's house for Chinese New Year this year. Mrs. Lin asked you to come over."

After answering the phone, Qin Youyan said, Qin Mo said unexpectedly: "Going to Lin's house to celebrate the New Year?"

"let me think again."

Qin Mo is not a person who likes excitement, but Qin Youyan opened his mouth, and Qin Mo had no reason to refuse.

Better go.

Qin Mo is definitely not doing it for the Lin family's property, nor for Lin Youyin. He simply hasn't seen Qin Youyan for too long. Blood is thicker than water, and he misses her somewhat.

In the next few days, Qin Mo practiced and occasionally went out for a walk.
Chapter completed!