"Otherwise, did you still write it?", Du Xiaoxiao asked rhetorically.

Hu Lei rolled his eyes, I couldn't write such an awesome story.

"Hu Lei, tell me quickly, what did Mr. Li say?", Du Xiaoxiao excitedly pulled Hu Lei's arm and shook it.

"He said that you have a wonderful skeleton, you are a literary genius like no other, and the responsibility of maintaining world peace will be handed over to you in the future!" Hu Lei said nonsense.

Unexpectedly, Du Xiaoxiao looked disgusted, "Hu Lei, you are really enough, this is obviously a movie line!"

"Hey, you have a pretty good memory!", Hu Lei smiled, he remembered that the movie called "Kung Fu" was watched with two girls one night, and it should have been not long after he brought the rotten Apple computer out of the experience dream, but he didn't expect Du Xiaoxiao to remember.

"That's, I'm the captain of the Superman team, my memory is quacking!", Du Xiaomei patted his chest.

You have a good memory, but my brain is missing a string. Hu Lei slapped his head hard, and before he could ask about the things he wanted to ask, he was almost taken away by Du Xiaoxiao.

"Tell me, daughter of the sea, how did you come up with such a story?", Hu Lei forcibly pulled the topic back.

"That's not what I thought of!"

Hey, why did this bear kid say something for a while, "Didn't you just say that you wrote it, why did you say that it wasn't what you thought of?"

Du Xiaoxiao's beautiful big eyes rolled her eyes, "Hu Lei, you are so stupid, I wrote down this story and handed it to Mr. Li, but the content of the story is not what I thought of myself!"

Belch...... Hu Lei suddenly felt that he was cut corners by the system when he strengthened his brain, and this IQ was almost stunned by a little kid.

"So, to put it bluntly, you copied this story. Hu Lei was concise and to the point.

Du Xiaoxiao immediately became anxious, "It's not copyed, this story is mine, I dreamed of it!"

"Dream?", Hu Lei said secretly, and then he rolled his eyes, "Isn't that still copied?"

"No, what I dreamed of is mine!", Du Xiaoxiao said with a small stalk on his neck.

Du Xiaoxiao's arrogant appearance frightened Hu Lei for a moment. He thought about it carefully, and there really didn't seem to be any problem with Du Xiaoxiao's logic. Hu Lei suddenly wondered if he was too entangled in what he had gained from experiencing the dream, and he shook his head vigorously, now was not the time to think about this.

"But ......"

As soon as Hu Lei opened his mouth, Du Xiaoxiao shouted, "Mine, mine, it's mine!"

"I ......"

"Mine, mine, is mine!"

Hu Lei is speechless, can you bear child let me say a complete word!

"My ......"

"Shut up and listen to me!", Hu Lei had no choice but to suppress Du Xiaoxiao's strength in a louder voice.

"It makes sense if it's loud, it's mine!", the bear child is also energetic!

"Okay, yours is yours, it's all yours, no one is robbing you. Hu Lei was helpless and raised his hands to make a surrender.

"That's pretty much it. The bear child pouted, and then sat on the recliner that originally belonged to Gu Qianqian.

"Xiaoxiao, I want to ask you something!"

"You say. ”

"You just copied the content of the dream in this story?", Hu Lei asked.

"I said it all, I didn't copy it!", the bear child blew up again.

Hu Lei was also speechless, such a young child is so sensitive to plagiarism? "Okay, okay, did you write the story you dreamed of?"

Du Xiaoxiao tilted her head and thought about it, then she shook her head, "I don't know who wrote the story in the dream, the level is too poor." Not only are there a lot of words that are messy, but even the sentences have a lot of incoherence. The storyline is very good, but it looks a bit messy!"

"......, Mr. Andersen, please forgive me, this is all childish words!" Hu Lei silently apologized in his heart for Du Xiaoxiao to the great writer who experienced the dream.

"So I adjusted a lot of content when I wrote it, and it looks much more pleasing to the eye!", Du Xiaoxiao continued, "Sure enough, I won the first place after such a change, hum, I'm amazing!", as he spoke, the bear child became proud again.

Hu Lei will be really shocked, the details in this story are really from Du Xiaoxiao's handwriting? This is already an incredible thing for a little girl who is only in the second grade of primary school!

He looked at Du Xiaoxiao deeply, until he looked a little nervous about the little girl, and then asked, "Xiaoxiao, do you like to write stories?"

Just when Hu Lei was worried about Du Xiaoxiao's talent skills, there was another person who was also worried about this matter!

Jianguoyuan community can be said to be the earliest tube building community in Yucheng, and it has a history of nearly 50 years. But unlike some other communities that have been around for years, Jianguo Yuan is still thriving until now.

As the dormitory of Yu University, Jianguo Yuan, where many celebrities in the educational and cultural circles live. Someone once joked that in Jianguoyuan, if a signboard falls down and hits ten people, there will be three professors, six associate professors, and the remaining one is still an academician.

Even in the Jianguo Garden, where the bigwigs gathered, Liu Hongquan belonged to the group with a relatively high reputation and status, but he was very irritable now.

Originally, Saturday was Liu Hongquan's favorite day because it was leisurely. According to the habit, he would lie on the recliner by the window after breakfast, basking in the sun while reading the latest issue of Yucheng Evening News. However, even though he was still holding the newspaper in his hand, his mind was not at all on the content of the newspaper, but he sighed from time to time.

Liu Hongquan's wife Sun Guifen was directly upset by his sigh, and the old lady pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, "Old Liu, are you unable to find your private money?"

Liu Hongquan is so old, but when he heard this, he was excited, and he didn't sigh and immediately smiled at his wife, "Where are you talking about this, I have never hidden private money in my life." ”

Sun Guifen pursed her lips and smiled when she saw him like this, feeling that her wife was quite cute when she was old, "Then what are you sighing for?"

"Hey, don't mention it!", Liu Hongquan sighed again, and then slowly began to speak.

Liu Hongquan is the vice president of Yucheng Normal University, a professor and doctoral supervisor of the Department of Chinese. Although his professional title is not particularly high, he is very old, and he can be described as full of peach and plum, and even the current president of Yucheng University is his student.

But such an old gentleman is not very popular in the circle. This is mainly because when he was young, his temper was so stinky, he often pointed at other people's noses and scolded when he didn't agree with him, and in this respect this old gentleman was a bit like the drunkard who didn't know how to do it. However, Mr. Liu is a cultural person after all, and scolding people will naturally not be as simple and rude as alcoholics, but the people who quote scriptures and scold are speechless. It is precisely because of this that Mr. Liu has made a lot of enemies, and even many of the students he has taught have deliberately avoided his teacher, for fear of accidentally losing face.

It is not until recent years, as he grows older and is close to his old age, that Mr. Liu's personality has slowly eased down, and he no longer points to other people's noses and recites ancient texts without saying a word as before.

Before, Hu Lei was still wondering why no one questioned why a second-grade elementary school student could write a story like Hai's daughter.

Actually, some people really question this. The person who questioned it was Liu Hongquan, and as a member of the jury of the New Era Essay Contest, Liu Hongquan did have the right and position to question.

Du Xiaoxiao's daughter of the sea first appeared in front of Liu Hongquan, and when he saw this love fairy tale full of strong Yan Huang atmosphere, he was immediately shocked.

The description of the sea, the big ship, the palace, all these environmental descriptions in the story give him a strong sense of imagery, and with the description of the old grandmother and the perspective of the little mermaid, the story is slowly told like a slowly unfolding picture.

Mr. Liu was so happy at the time that he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been so moved by words.

He has always believed that a good story is spiritual, which allows readers to enter the story naturally, and unconsciously follow the situation of the people in the story with joy, anger and sorrow, which is the purest emotion belonging to words. And this daughter of the sea brought him such a touch, he would follow the little mermaid to look at the continent in his dreams, gaze at the handsome prince together, he would be hurt by the transformation of the fishtail, he would also smile because of the prince's smile, and finally, because of the foam that melted in the sun.

It's also difficult for Mr. Liu to be a lot older, but he magically experienced the feeling of love again. laughed for a while, frowned, and finally cried like a fool.