The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 159 The Internet Celebrity Professor Speaks Out
Liu Qing walked to the entrance of the residential area and realized that she had forgotten to take her phone.

Returning to the lobby of Building 7, they found Liu Meili still on the phone.

However, judging from the tone of her voice, she was clearly not hitting her daughter.

"My stomach suddenly hurts a little. Could you please tell Caixia that I won't be going to dance this morning?"

I had just put down my phone when I saw Liu Qing walking over.

Liu Meili quickly pretended to have a stomachache and covered her lower abdomen with her hand.

Liu Qing stepped forward to help Liu Meili up and asked with concern:

"Aunt Liu, are you alright?"

Liu Meili waved her hand: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I'll just take a couple of pills when I get back."

"Okay, then I'll help you into the elevator."

This time, Liu Meili didn't refuse again, mainly because she was afraid that her acting would be exposed.

Inside the elevator, Liu Meili asked curiously, "By the way, Liu Qing, why are you back again?"

"I forgot my things."

"Oh."

Liu Meili nodded. She had originally wanted to ask about the "Little Apple" square dance video, but she held back the words.

After the elevator arrived at the 17th floor, Liu Qing helped Liu Meili out.

"Aunt Liu, do you need me to take you home?"

Liu Meili was about to decline, but then suddenly changed her mind.

"I can't accept that. You came back to get something and you're in a hurry to leave."

"I'm not in a hurry, I'll take you home."

Liu Qing escorted Liu Meili to her doorstep. Liu Meili took out her key and opened the door. Liu Qing then helped her to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

Just as she was about to say goodbye and leave, Liu Meili earnestly invited her to stay a little longer.

Even if Liu Qing was slow to notice, he would have noticed something by now.

"Aunt Liu, is there something you want to tell me?"

Liu Meili instinctively wanted to deny it, but then she thought that she did want to ask Liu Qing for help.

"Liu Qing, since you've figured it out, I won't hide it anymore. My stomach doesn't actually hurt; I'm perfectly fine."

To prove her point, Liu Meili stood up, took a few steps with a vigorous stride, and even performed a few square dance moves on the spot.

Liu Qing couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Liu, what's going on here?"

Liu Meili sighed and sat back down on the sofa.

"I just received a call from my daughter in the elevator as I was going downstairs. She saw the video online and said that we square dancing aunties are disturbing the peace."

At this point, Liu Meili glanced at Liu Qing.

as predicted.

Although Liu Qing didn't say it, her expression showed that she also thought her daughter was right on the phone.

"Forget it, maybe it's like what my old dancing sisters said, there's a generation gap between our generation and you young people now. I'm fine now, Liu Qing, you can go back."

Liu Qing stood up from the sofa.

"Aunt Liu, I'm not against you doing square dancing, but I think you should find a place away from residential areas to do it, as long as you don't disturb others."

"Really?"

Liu Meili's face lit up with joy.

“I actually mentioned it to them once. We went to the park to dance. Sun Caixia, who is our square dance leader, lives in the next community. She thought it was too far and refused to go.”

Liu Qing was a little puzzled: "Don't you elderly people ride the bus for free? The park is crowded and lively, and the air is good. I think it would be a good place to do square dancing."

“Sun Caixia’s husband has a bit of dementia, and his children are all busy with work and have no time to take care of him. Sun Caixia is afraid that her husband will get lost when he goes out, so she can only lock him at home. She herself does not dare to go too far from home.”

At this point, Liu Meili sighed again.

Every family has its own problems, and I can't blame Sun Caixia for being selfish.

"Liu Qing, thank you. I feel much better now that you've told me. You can go back to your work."

“Aunt Liu, you can talk to your daughter about these things. I think she will understand you.”

Liu Qing offered his sincere advice.

When Liu Meili complained that her daughter didn't understand her, Liu Qing subconsciously thought of her own mother.

Before her stepfather's incident, her mother was arranged to go abroad to avoid trouble. Due to visa issues, she didn't have time to take Liu Qing and her younger brother with her.

As a result, after her stepfather got into trouble, her mother went missing abroad and never called back.

The younger brother was adopted by relatives from his stepfather's side, but Liu Qing, the daughter who had no blood relation to them, was left without anyone to care for her.

Fortunately, before leaving, her mother secretly slipped Liu Qing a bank card with 200,000 yuan in it.

Liu Qing's tuition and living expenses for university all came from this card.

Although Liu Qing had resented and hated her mother over the years, she still missed her more because of the unbreakable bond of blood ties.

Liu Qing believed that her mother must have had her reasons for not daring to contact people in China for so long, and that was how she comforted herself.

On the other side, Liu Meili was also feeling sentimental.

I wish my daughter, Zheng Youen, could understand me like Liu Qing does.

When Liu Qing left, Liu Meili escorted her all the way to her doorstep.

Just as Liu Qing was about to leave, Liu Meili suddenly remembered something else.

"By the way, Liu Qing, could you find that video you posted online and let me see it?"

"Sure, Aunt Liu, please wait a moment. I'll go back to my apartment to get my computer. You have internet at home, right?"

“There’s internet, so you don’t need to get a computer. There’s a computer in En’s room. Just use that computer to show me.”

Liu Meili invited Liu Qing back into the house and led her to her daughter's room.

Liu Qing glanced enviously at the cozy room and the Apple MacBook on the desk.

"You know how to use this computer, right?" Liu Meili asked.

"I know how to use it, as long as there's no password," Liu Qing said, turning on the computer.

While waiting for the machine to boot up, Liu Meili complained to Liu Qing.

“Youen said that her colleagues, the flight attendants and their captains, all saw the video of me dancing in the square. Although she didn’t say it explicitly, I could tell that she felt embarrassed by my square dancing.”

Liu Qing turned around:
"Does she still think the song 'Little Apple' is too corny?"

Liu Meili said excitedly:

“Yes, yes! She said it’s a catchy pop song. A few years ago, when my ex-husband, Youen’s father, was still alive, he used ‘Two Butterflies’ as his ringtone for a while. Youen called me back then and said she thought her father’s ringtone was corny. But so what if it’s corny? He’s even sung it on the Spring Festival Gala!”

“Aunt Liu, I’ll find another video for you to watch. After watching it, you’ll know how to persuade your daughter.”

As Liu Qing spoke, she clicked on the "Little Apple" music video from the show "Sisters Who Make Waves".

More than three minutes later.

After watching the music video, Liu Meili was very excited and turned to look at Liu Qing behind her.

"These nine girls are prettier than any of the celebrities I know, and their dance moves are exactly the same as our square dancing moves." He had a proud look on his face.

Liu Qing put her hands on Liu Meili's shoulders and said, "If your daughter ever says 'Little Apple' is tacky again, just show her this video."

Liu Meili nodded vigorously.

Just then, the sound of a key turning in a lock came from outside.

Then came the sound of the suitcase falling to the ground and its wheels sliding.

Wearing a flight attendant uniform, Jung Yoo-eun walked into the living room but didn't see her mother, so she called out towards the bedroom.

"mom!"

Liu Meili suddenly stood up from her computer and hurriedly walked outside.

Liu Qing quickly followed.

When Zheng Youen saw Liu Meili come out of her bedroom, she was taken aback and was about to question her.

Then Liu Qing walked out from behind Liu Meili.

The words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back.

"This is Liu Qing, the tenant in room 1703 next door. She is a student at Yan University of Economics and Business and has been renting a place to live since her sophomore year."

Liu Meili enthusiastically introduced it to her daughter.

With a professional smile on her face, Zheng Youen offered her hand.

"Hello, Zheng Youen."

"Liu Qing".

The two women shook hands.

Liu Qing turned to look at Liu Meili.

"Aunt Liu, I'll be going now."

"Okay, Liu Qing, thank you for your help today."

Liu Meili and Zheng Youen escorted Liu Qing to the door.

Watching her open the door and go into the next room, Zheng Youen then looked away, closed the door, and asked Liu Meili what was going on.

"You're asking me? I should be asking you! You didn't even tell me you were coming back."

"Don't change the subject. Why did you bring him into my room?"

Liu Meili suddenly seemed to remember something.

Oh, your computer's still on!

"What? You turned on my computer?"

Jung Yoo-eun ran back to her room without even changing her shoes, and Yoo Mi-ri followed her in, explaining:
"I was watching from the side the whole time. Liu Qing just opened a webpage and showed me a video."

While checking the computer, Zheng Youen said without turning his head:

"I should have set a password."

"You silly kid, didn't you say before that you thought the song I used for square dancing was tacky? Liu Qing just showed me a video, you should watch it too!"

"Not interested in!"

As Zheng Youen spoke, he prepared to close the webpage.

"No, you have to watch it, and you have to apologize to me after you watch it."

Jung Yoo-eun turned her head and looked at Yoo Mi-ri with disbelief.

"I'll apologize to you?"

"Yes, you thought 'Little Apple' was tacky, right? After watching this video, you won't think so anymore."

Seeing that Zheng Youen did not believe her, Liu Meili pressed her shoulder and forced her to sit down in front of the computer.

A few minutes later, Jung Yoo-eun watched the entire music video.

And I watched it twice.

Even now, Zheng Youen still couldn't quite believe it.

This music video, which has a strong K-pop girl group vibe, is actually the same song as the square dance video I saw on the airline's computer before.

"Liu Qing told me that the nine girls in the video are all freshmen at Yanjingmao University. Look how well they dance."

Before becoming a flight attendant, Zheng Youen worked as a model for a while, so she has some understanding of the entertainment industry.

She originally wanted to say that this kind of music video is obviously professionally produced and has undergone post-production audio editing, so it would be strange if it didn't sound good.

But then I thought, those nine girls aren't professional singers or dancers, but they've achieved this level of skill in their hobbies, so there's really nothing to criticize.

The main reason is that these nine girls are really beautiful; even Jung Yoo-eun couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

Yanjingmao, male dormitory.

Lin Shaotao, Zhou Yiming, and Jia Kuan all stayed up very late last night.

When Lin Shaotao opened his eyes in the morning, he glanced at his phone and saw that it was already almost 10 o'clock.

He glanced at the empty beds of Zhou Yiming and Jia Kuan across from him, then got up and found the two sitting at the desk under his bed.

This is early enough.

Lin Shaotao got out of bed, assuming that Zhou Yiming and Jia Kuan were still watching that square dance video of the Plastic Brothers.

When they walked up behind the two people, they found that the computer screen was playing a video of a university professor giving a lecture.

I recognize Professor Lin Shaotao from the video.

Zheng Qiang, a famous internet celebrity professor.

"Students, you may not realize how important your major is. Let me give you an example."

“One year, Zhejiang University held a singing competition. I signed up and even won the championship. But don’t rush to applaud me, students. I know very well that my championship was somewhat ‘fake’.”

"There were hundreds of teachers participating at the time, including many professional vocal teachers. Think about it, how could I, a professor who studies polymer materials, possibly sing better than those professional music teachers?"

"But why did the judges give me the championship? It's because they felt that for a professor who studies polymer materials, singing at this level was already quite good. Although I may not sing better than those professional music teachers, I deserve more encouragement than those professionals."

"I'll use myself as an example, and you might think I'm bragging. So let me give you an example that you're more familiar with. You've all heard of 'The Lone Warrior,' right? It's about the incident that happened at Yanjingmao University a while ago. As soon as the song came out, it became a hit in universities across the country, and it was especially popular among our college students."

"I listened to this song as soon as it came out, and I really liked it. Then I even found a music teacher at Zhejiang University to give me his opinion on it."

“The music teacher told me that, from a professional point of view, he thought the two students from Old Boys sang very ordinaryly. I was very surprised at the time. I said that shouldn’t be the case. I felt that they sang very well.”

"And then do you know what that music teacher said to me? He said, 'Professor Zheng, have you forgotten how you won the music competition back then?'"

"I was stunned at the time, and then my brain immediately realized that the boomerang I threw back then had finally hit me."

"As you might have guessed, the reason I think Old Boys sang so well is because I never considered them professional singers from the beginning. Two freshmen who were close to Yanjingmao in the college entrance examination and majoring in business administration, it's already amazing that they could sing this song like this."

“Especially one of the classmates from Old Boys was the whistleblower in the Yan Jingmao incident, so I thought he sang very well. It has little to do with their actual singing ability, but rather a kind of emotional resonance.”

"I even think that no cover version can ever surpass Old Boys, because they don't have that kind of experience and feeling. So everyone must value their own profession, learn their own profession well, and everything else is just icing on the cake!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Shaotao's mind went blank.

Even Professor Zheng Qiang has spoken out in support of the Old Boys. Do the three-person band still have a chance to win?

(End of this chapter)