AWB Chapter 90 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
Chapter 90 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
"No, this isn't it either. Where did Mom put the award badge that the newspaper gave her?"
Gu Xiuyuan looked anxious, his hands frantically searching through the cabinet.
Si Yan, who had just returned from a walk in the evening, found it strange to see Gu Xiuyuan looking at something with his head down.
At this time usually, Gu Xiuyuan would still be playing basketball outside.
"Xiuyuan, what are you looking for?"
"Looking for the award badge."
Gu Xiuyuan, engrossed in searching, replied casually, but suddenly stopped in his tracks. It was his mother's voice.
"Mom, you're back."
Gu Xiuyuan lowered his head, not daring to look Si Yan in the eye.
Si Yan knew that something must have happened that she didn't know about.
"Xiuyuan, come sit down. Mom wants to talk to you."
Si Yan sat on the sofa and pointed to the seat next to her.
Gu Xiuyuan hung his head and got up to sit next to Si Yan.
"Tell me, what happened?"
"Mom, it's okay."
Gu Xiuyuan blurted out instinctively, but looking into Si Yan's eyes, he knew he couldn't get away with it.
"It was just a small thing. My classmates really liked the stories you wrote, and I casually mentioned that the book was written by my mother. They didn't believe me and even laughed at me, so I wanted to use your medal to prove it."
After speaking, Gu Xiuyuan kept his head down, not daring to look up at Si Yan.
"Xiuyuan, this is indeed not a big deal, but your solution is wrong."
Si Yan leaned forward slightly and reached out to touch Gu Xiuyuan's hair.
"Xiuyuan, remember this: whoever raises a question must provide evidence. Don't fall into the trap of having to prove yourself."
"However, Mom has a speech at your school tomorrow. How about I pick you up from school after the speech?"
Upon hearing Si Yan's words, Gu Xiuyuan raised his head in surprise and nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.
After comforting Gu Xiuyuan, Si Yan went back to her room to write her speech.
Actually, Si Yan was also quite surprised that No. 1 Middle School would invite her to give a speech. But since she accepted, she hoped to bring some science fiction enlightenment to those children. She believed that her talk about the future of science fiction would definitely inspire them on their path to growth.
The next day, Gu Xiuyuan went to school early. As soon as he sat down, the classmates from the previous day surrounded him.
"Gu Xiuyuan, didn't you say you were going to prove it to us today? Why did you spend all night thinking about it and come up with a reason?"
The round-faced boy spoke provocatively.
Gu Xiuyuan ignored him and continued packing his schoolbag.
“I’ve changed my mind. Who are you? Why should I prove anything to you? Why shouldn’t you prove that I’m not the writer Si Yan’s son?”
"You're just making excuses and being guilty. Who else can say I can't prove it? Classmates, you don't know yet, do you? The writer Si Yan is coming to our school to give a speech today, and I'm one of the people the teachers have arranged to ask questions."
After the boy finished speaking, he gave Gu Xiuyuan a smug look.
"How is it? Are you scared?"
Gu Xiuyuan stopped turning the pages, looked up and stared directly into the other person's eyes, his expression calm.
"I'm waiting for you to expose me."
Just then, the school bell rang, and the students who had been watching returned to their seats.
"Hmph, you're just being stubborn."
Seeing that the teacher was about to come in, the round-faced boy had no choice but to give up and return to his seat.
"Classmates, I have some good news for you. The writer Si Yan, whom you've been discussing recently, will be giving a speech in the auditorium later. You can go there after your second class."
"It's true, Si Yan really is coming to the school to give a speech."
"That's great! But do you think I can ask her for an autograph?"
"Hey, you said..."
Everyone was excitedly discussing it, but they would occasionally turn around to look at Gu Xiuyuan.
After all, everyone had heard their conversation clearly and was very curious.
The first and second periods passed by in this way as the students waited anxiously.
When the bell rang, all the students rushed out.
Although each class has assigned seats in the auditorium, whether you sit at the front or back of the class will be a matter of luck.
Gu Xiuyuan was so eager for his mother to see him on the stage that he was practically jumping out of his skin.
The students sitting in the front row were all out of breath, but they were all very excited.
Just like following a celebrity, I'm incredibly happy.
After the students were all seated, Si Yan gave a brief greeting and then began her speech.
The speech included visions of future city development, electronic products, and a general idea of how people will travel in the future.
The students listened with great excitement. The world Si Yan described was a world that could not be explored in the real world or in books; it was mysterious and alluring.
So much so that ten years later, when the first touchscreen phone came out, the students who had heard Si Yan's speech back then were surprised to realize that they had glimpsed a corner of the future so long ago.
Even the person who developed the first touchscreen phone was a student who had attended Si Yan's lecture years ago, and Si Yan's lecture also gave him a lot of inspiration during the research and development process.
After Si Yan finished her speech, it was time for the students to ask questions.
At first, everything was normal. The students asked questions about science fiction and some even discussed the feasibility of these science fiction ideas with Si Yan.
But when it came to Gu Xiuyuan's class, the style changed completely. The round-faced boy came up and asked a question that had nothing to do with the content of the speech.
"Hello, Ms. Si Yan, I have a question for you. Gu Xiuyuan in our class says that you are his mother. Is that true?"
After the round-faced boy finished speaking, he glanced smugly at Gu Xiuyuan.
Gu Xiuyuan, this time I'll make you lose face big time.
Unbeknownst to him, the principal and teachers present all had drastic changes in expression.
The principal asked in a low voice, "What happened? Which class is he in? Who is his homeroom teacher? How can he be so inconsiderate?"
Si Yan followed the gaze of the student who had asked the question and saw Gu Xiuyuan sitting in the middle.
Si Yan replied with a smile, "If there's only one person in your class named Gu Xiuyuan, then he's right, he really is my son."
"what?"
The round-faced boy was shocked, but didn't his mother say that Gu Xiuyuan and his mother came from the countryside?
Before he could react, the homeroom teacher pulled him away, and then a class representative from another class started questioning him.
The atmosphere at the scene also dissipated from the previous serious atmosphere.
However, only the students in Class 8 of Grade 5 were so excited that their faces turned red.
"I didn't expect Gu Xiuyuan to be telling the truth. His mother really is the writer Si Yan?"
"Yes, yes, now I can finally get an autograph."
"Luckily I didn't join them in bullying Gu Xiuyuan, otherwise I would have been too embarrassed to ask him for an autograph."
The students were very excited, but Gu Xiuyuan's eyes were full of admiration.
Mom is really amazing.
However, neither Si Yan nor Gu Xiuyuan expected that Gu Cheng, who had been searching everywhere for Si Yan and Gu Xiuyuan's address, was already sitting downstairs at their new home waiting for them.