Chapter 253 59 Seconds of Love "Dowry? What do you mean by dowry?" Yu Xiaoliang was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "You don't even let me take care of Yu Xian, how dare you ask for the betrothal gift?" "You're her father, why can't you have it?" Tang Xiangyue ignored him and said aggressively: "Anyway, as a mother, I want to make a statement first. If you don't have 20 yuan, don't even think about marrying Yu Xian. If the boy has any objections, let him come and talk to me in person!" "Talk to you?" Yu Xiaoliang recalled that when Chen Zhuo was chatting with him, his words were as aggressive as a dagger under his young and gentle face. He is Yu Xian's father, and Chen Zhe can be so ruthless. If his wife, a mean stepmother, goes there, she will probably end up even worse than him. But a stepmother is just a stepmother. When she heard that Yu Xian had a boyfriend, her first reaction was to ask for a bride price. She had no interest in the boyfriend's character, family, or abilities. "As long as the other person treats my youngest child well, I won't ask for a dowry."

Yu Xiaoliang uttered a few words in a low voice, shook his wrist and went back to reading the newspaper. "you……" Tang Xiangyue glared at him. She rarely saw her husband being so disobedient. It seemed that he still loved his own daughter very much. But it doesn’t matter. There is still a long time before Yu Xian gets married, so we can slowly brainwash Old Yu. Tang Xiangyue's eyes turned away, no longer entangled in this topic, and said, "Xiao Ye Zi will be in the fourth grade next semester. She is not very good at math. I want to find a teacher to tutor her during the winter vacation." Yu Xiaoliang knew that this was another request for money, but as long as it allowed him to stay at home quietly for a while, that was fine. "Looking for extra lessons from the teacher at school?" Yu Xiaoliang asked. "Only a fool would look for them!" Tang Xiangyue spat and said, "Xiao Ye's math teacher is like a bitch who has never seen money. She charges 300 yuan for one hour of tutoring. Now everyone is looking for tutors for their children on Zhongda Learning Network." "CUHK Learning Network?" Yu Xiaoliang had never heard of this website, but the word "Zhongda" made him feel sensitive because Chen Zhe was from this school. "Yup!" Tang Xiangyue said proudly: "I found tutoring for college students from Zhongda and Huagong on this website. It's only 100 or 150 per hour, and members can change tutors at will." "It's just that the membership fee is too expensive, it's 399 yuan." Then, Tang Xiangyue started to criticize the website for being obsessed with money. Since it is to facilitate the next generation of the motherland, why can't it provide us with free services... Yu Xiaoliang ignored his wife. He just hoped that after Yu Xian arrived in the capital, he would send him a message to let him know he was safe. But this is just an expectation. Normally, I shouldn't receive this treatment. ……

Chen was over there, also waiting for the landing time in the capital. It takes about 3 hours from Guangzhou to the capital. The plane takes off at : and should arrive around :. However, perhaps due to the heavy air traffic control in the capital, Chen Zhuo did not receive the message from Yu Xian until three o'clock in the afternoon. Yu Xian: Director Chen, we are here! Chen Zhuo: OK, I’m in class, how’s the weather there? Yu Xian: It’s quite cold, and there’s white mist when I exhale. My package this month also includes free MMS, so I’ll take a picture of it and show it to you. …… After a while, Chen received two MMS photos. The first photo shows Yu Xian standing in the airport lobby, with his phone facing the window mirror of the purchasing agency store. A charming oval face was hidden under the scarf, long eyelashes covered a pair of smiling eyes, she raised her slender fingers and made a "yeah" gesture to the mirror. The second photo shows Yu Xian taking off her scarf and making a “ha” gesture in front of the mirror. Maybe because the weather was too cold, Yu Xian's skin seemed to become a little whiter, her burgundy hair fell on her shoulders, and her lips were rosy. Chen Zhe didn't notice the white breath coming out, but he just thought that the fish's waving was both sexy and cute. But what’s funny is that in these two photos, Professor Guan was standing nearby. Although he looked serious, he was not impatient. He was waiting quietly by the side, holding the suitcase. Sometimes, the relationship between a master and his disciples may be closer than that between irresponsible parents. Chen Zhuo: Did you put on lipstick? Yu Xian: Hahaha, yes! The old lady and I both applied it. Did you see that her lips are also smooth? …… After more than 20 minutes, Yu Baibai sent another message. Yu Xian: Director Chen, we are out of the airport. Many people came to greet Professor Guan! Some of them are very famous artists. Why do I feel that the old lady is more famous outside than in school? Chen Zhuo: That's for sure. Have you ever seen a tiger showing off its might in its own forest? It only gets more aggressive when fighting for territory outside. Yu Xian: Humph, Professor Guan is not a tigress, and neither am I! There were too many people waiting to pick us up at the airport, so they drove a bus over. Chen Zhuo: Bus? It should be a Coaster. Yu Xian: I looked at the logo and it seems to be this car. Chen Zhuo: This is a special car that only provincial-level leaders can ride. Congratulations on entering the ranks of “Fish Ministers”. Yu Xian: Hehehe, then I’d rather be a small dried fish under the leadership of Director Chen. ...Next, Chen Zhuo continued to attend class while texting with Yu Xian. However, she sometimes replied and sometimes not. Chen Zhe guessed that she was being introduced to some seniors in the industry, so he was not in a hurry and just checked his phone occasionally. After a while, Yu Xian sent a message saying that she was already in the hotel. Chen Zhuo had finished class by then, so he walked back to the dormitory while talking on the phone with Yu Xian. "Which hotel are you in?"

Chen asked. He was planning to launch a surprise attack on New Year's Day, so he wanted to get the information in advance. "It's called the Grand Hyatt Hotel. I don't know where it is, but emmm..." Yu Xian opened the window with a bang and looked in, then added: "I can see Tiananmen Square!" Although I don’t know what star rating this hotel has, but since it can see Tiananmen Square and is located in the center of the Second Ring Road, it is most likely a five-star hotel. This should not be a hotel provided by the Olympic Committee, otherwise it should be in the Olympic Village. These hotels are most likely arranged by Professor Guan’s friends or students. So, who says artists don’t make money? As long as their works can withstand market recognition, it is easier for artists to make money than most entrepreneurs. "This time, Minister Yu went in and out of Coaster and stayed in five-star hotels." Chen Zhuo said jokingly: "After you come back, will you still look down on the country folks in our southern barbarian land?" Eastern Guangdong used to be called the Land of Southern Barbarians, a place where criminals were exiled, so local people like Chen would occasionally make fun of themselves. "goose……" Yu Xian was amused and laughed at first, then sniffed and said a little unhappily: "You barbarian country bumpkin, I really miss you. In fact, I burst into tears just after passing the security check, but Professor Guan was making fun of me, and I had such a quarrel with her that I forgot to cry..." "Hahaha~" Chen Zhuo couldn't help but burst out laughing. The two chatted about their daily lives, describing some tender and lingering lovesickness, and then Yu Xian's speech suddenly quickened: "Director Chen, Professor Guan may call me over in a while, we...will be hung up in another 30 seconds..." 2007 was not like 2024, when you can still use data traffic to make calls. In 2007, calls could only be made with phone bills. When the free phone time in the package is used up, poor college couples can only control the call time within "XX minutes and 59 seconds" to maximize the use of phone charges. If the call is hung up at exactly 59 seconds, everyone will cheer as if they got an advantage; If I accidentally exceed 1 second, I will not hang up and will force myself to finish the minute. Although it seemed a little silly when he thought about it later, Chen Zhe was not short of money now, at least he had enough money to make phone calls, but he still cherished the little fun times with Yu Xian, as they would be beautiful memories in the future. "What do you do at night?" Yu Xian spoke as fast as a machine gun, racing against time. "I'll take the CET-4 exam tomorrow, so I might take a look at English." Chen's speaking speed was also a little faster than usual. "Okay, 15 seconds left..." Yu Xian must have been staring at the phone screen, and his voice sounded nervous. "correct." Chen Zhuo remembered something: "Give me your father's contact information?"

"You want him..." Yu Xian had just said two words when the call came to an abrupt end. It wasn't that the signal was bad or the line was busy because someone was calling, but that Yu Xian hung up the phone on his own initiative. Chen looked at the call duration - 4 minutes and 58 seconds. He had once again successfully maximized his phone bill. Less than half a minute later, Yu Xian sent a message. She asked, "What do you want his contact information for?" Chen Zhuo replied: "Don't meddle in matters between men." Yu Xian: Tsk! What a weird thing! This is his phone number 133… My senior sister who is a professor at CAFA is hosting Professor Guan and me for dinner tonight. Yu Xian was not at all wary of Chen Zhuo. He directly gave Chen Zhuo Yu Xiaoliang's cell phone number and reported his plans for the evening. Chen reminded Yu Xian "not to drink", but in fact there was no need to remind him. Given Professor Guan's personality, he might have forced Yu Xian to go to bed earlier than usual in the dormitory. After Chen Zhuo got Lao Yu's contact information, he edited a text message saying "Uncle Yu, I'm Chen Zhuo. Yu Xian has arrived in the capital safely and has checked into the hotel now. Please don't worry." and sent it to Yu Xiaoliang. It is already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and Yu Xiaoliang has not received any message from Yu Xian. Logically, she must have landed, but just doesn't want to contact her incompetent father. Old Yu sighed, adjusted his depressed mood, and went out to communicate with the owners in the community about the election of the property management committee. While we were chatting, the phone suddenly dinged. When I opened the phone, I saw Chen Zhuo's message. Lao Yu blinked, his nose inexplicably felt sore, and he couldn't help but raise his head. I saw the sea of ​​clouds rolling in the distance and the evening breeze washing over my heart. I just looked up at the blue sky above my head, as if all my worries were cast aside, and I was walking on the extremely wide road in the sky. "Thank you!" Lao Yu replied to Chen seriously. ······ (I think this plot is well designed. It not only paves the way for Yu Baibai's growth and explains her family conflicts, but also leaves time for Song Shiwei, and also includes some character portrayals. There will be another chapter tonight, but it may be quite late.) (End of this chapter)