For Li Xiangfu, the director of the music department of Beijing University, Sun Hao is actually a little unaccustomed to it, watching people talk and watch the dishes be served, which is also human nature, but he shouldn't even pit his own students, which is a bit excessive.

If he hadn't known Cai Xiaoya at the beginning, he was afraid that Wen Wen would be replaced.

Although it is said that the stage of a school celebration party is not so important to Wen Wen now, but when it comes to such a thing, everyone will be angry, and the mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger, not to mention Sun Hao, who has always refused to suffer.

It's not strange to meet Li Xiangfu in the Mingyuan community, after all, most of the people living in this community are teachers from nearby schools, and Li Xiangfu probably lives here.

Sun Hao thought in his heart, but he still greeted him with a smile on his face, "Director Li, I came to take a look at the house, why are you here?"

"My family lives here!" Li Xiangfu stopped and asked with a surprised expression, "Huh, you came here to look at the house, are you planning to buy a house, the house here is not cheap!"

"Then I don't know, just take a look. Sun Hao replied casually.

Li Xiangfu nodded, but he was a little disapproving, although this kid said that he had no background on his face, but he was very familiar with Cai Xiaoya and Zheng Huan, who knew where he came from?

"By the way, rehearsals will start at the school anniversary party in two days, and the department has not been able to contact Wen Wen, do you know where she went?"

"Hmm, can't you get through on your phone?" Sun Hao was stunned for a moment, he still talked to Wen Wen on the phone last night.

Li Xiangfu nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't been able to get through, just now I was thinking of going to the Chinese Department to ask you, and I happened to meet here." ”

"Wen Wen has been recording songs in Cai Xiaoya's studio during this time, and it is estimated that the phone is turned off during the day. "Wen Wen recorded a song, everyone will know about it sooner or later, and there is no need to keep it secret, Sun Hao simply said directly, "In this way, I will call her in the evening and ask her to call you back." ”

"Okay, then I'll bother you. After Li Xiangfu told Sun Hao his mobile phone number, he said, "At the end of the year, there are a lot of troublesome things, you tell Wen Wen that the mobile phone should not be turned off as much as possible." ”

"Okay, Director Li, just relax and make sure you can't make a mistake. Sun Hao said with a smile.

Li Xiangfu said a few more words, and then left in a hurry.

After separating from Li Xiangfu, Sun Hao and Mu Yu continued to walk into the community. This community has been around for some years, and the houses inside are all six-story slab buildings, red bricks and gray tiles, hidden in the tall evergreen trees, which is quite a bit of a quiet meaning.

Although it is winter, the community is still very clean, and there are almost no fallen leaves on the streets, which shows that the property management here is still very good.

The two of them walked and watched, and after just a short while, Sun Hao liked the environment here.

The house Mu Yu said is on the fourth floor of a building in the middle of the community, and there is a small artificial lake on the side, and several wild ducks swim around in the lake, which is full of wild fun.

After going upstairs, Mu Yu stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door, and after a while, there were footsteps inside, and then the door opened.

The door was opened by an old lady who was not tall and had some gray hair, and after she saw Mu Yu outside the door, she looked very enthusiastic, and hurriedly greeted: "It's Xiaoyu coming, who is this?"

"Auntie, this is Mr. Sun Haosun who wants to buy a house. Mu Yu hurriedly introduced.

Sun Hao smiled and said, "Auntie, you can call me Xiaosun." ”

"Okay, then you're welcome, little grandson, come in and sit down for a while. The old lady greeted warmly.

After Sun Hao entered the house, he began to look at the house.

In fact, there is nothing to see, here is similar to what Mu Yu introduced before, 140 square meters of area, three bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and one bathroom, two bedrooms facing south, the balcony is the artificial lake at a glance, the view is very broad.

The most important thing is that the house is newly renovated, the walls and floors are very clean, and the furniture and appliances are also new.

Now the main thing is the price.

Sun Hao looked around casually, very satisfied, and sat down on the sofa in the living room to chat with Mu Yu casually.

The two of them were chatting when suddenly there was a quarrel from the master bedroom.

"It's okay to sell a house, but you can't just find someone to sell it! What about my book collection? All of them are moved to the garbage station and sold as waste paper?"

"You dead old man, why are you still as tough as a cow? These books are not antiques, they are not even solitary books, you don't want to donate them to the school! In another week, we will fly to the rice country to find our son, and it is impossible to come back in the future, why do you keep the house if it is not sold?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't sell the house, I said I had to find someone to read, so they wouldn't just throw away my books!"

"Scholars, scholars, who can come up with such a large sum of money at once? Who can take out such a large sum of money, who can look up to our old house?"

"I ...... Anyway, I can't just leave my collection to someone who doesn't love books!"

"You, you're going to me off!"

“……”

Sun Hao and Mu Yu listened to it in the living room, and they couldn't laugh or cry, they had only heard that the scholar had a strange temper before, but he didn't expect to let himself run into it today.

Sun Hao thought for a while, stood up and walked over gently, knocked on the door, and said, "Professor, I am a reader, and I am still studying in the Chinese Department of Beijing University!"

The room was suddenly quiet, and after a while, a tall, thin old man opened the door, looked Sun Hao up and down several times, and then asked, "Are you still a student?"

"I earned it by writing my own books!"

"Oh, you make so much money writing books?" the old man suddenly became interested, pulled Sun Hao to the sofa and sat down, and asked, "What books do you write? What are the titles? I'll see if I've read them." ”

Mu Yu couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" the old man glanced at Mu Yu with an unhappy expression.

Mu Yu stuck out his tongue and said, "Professor, you must not have seen it." He writes web novels. ”

"Online novels?" the old man's face sank suddenly, "That's also called a book? It's just literary dross, it has no nutrition at all, and how many young people have been poisoned!"