As soon as the group got out of the car and entered the courtyard, they saw Jiang Hua waiting there.
And when the old man saw Su Yu, a smile instantly appeared on his face.
When he saw the scroll in Su Yu's hand, his smile became even more brilliant.
He truly is a polite and good child, knowing what this old man likes!
Jiang Hua only has Jiang Yu as his daughter, and his wife passed away from illness a few years ago, so he has been living alone.
Han Jianhua actually wanted to take the old man to live with him, but Jiang Hua wouldn't go.
Now, in the entire courtyard, besides Jiang Hua, there is only an aunt responsible for cooking and cleaning.
"You've come all this way, and you brought a gift! Little Yu, quickly bring it here for Grandpa to see!" The first sentence was a complaint, but the next sentence immediately revealed his true feelings.
Su Yu smiled and stepped forward, handing the scroll to Jiang Hua: "I didn't have much time to prepare, so I just wrote a piece of calligraphy. I hope Grandpa won't dislike it."
"What are you talking about? Do you know how my old friends reacted after seeing zhu shi (bamboo stone)? If they knew you were coming today, they might have rushed over! Let's go, let's look at the calligraphy."
Jiang Hua spoke with a proud expression, then pulled Su Yu towards the study, ignoring Han Jianhua's family of three.
It made the three of them feel like outsiders...
However, Han Jianhua and the others were not angry; instead, they followed them into the study.
When Jiang Hua carefully unrolled the scroll, a poem appeared before everyone's eyes—"Looking at the Moon and Thinking of a Distant Friend."
"The bright moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment across the vast distance.
Lovers complain about the long night, rising with acacia throughout the evening.
Extinguishing the candle, I cherish the full moonlight; putting on my clothes, I feel the dew's chill.
Unable to give it to you in my hands, I return to bed, dreaming of a happy reunion."
Don't ask why Su Yu brought out this poem by Zhang Jiuling instead of Su Xian's "Prelude to Water Melody: When will the bright moon appear."
It's impossible for Su Yu to casually bring out such a powerful weapon, at least not at this time.
However, Zhang Jiuling's "The bright moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment across the vast distance" was enough to astound the four people present who saw this poem.
"What a 'bright moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment across the vast distance'! What a good poem, what a good poem! Little Yu, you are truly too humble! Among the many Mid-Autumn Festival poems in China, this one of yours is outstanding enough! Good, truly too good!"
Jiang Hua praised Su Yu with his mouth, but his eyes never left the poem, as if he wanted to delve into it and study it thoroughly.
"Dad, at next month's Yan University literary exchange meeting, can you lend me the two pieces of calligraphy and painting that Little Su gave you? Such good calligraphy, painting, and poetry really should be seen by more people."
Besides Jiang Hua, the most shocked person was Jiang Yu, and thinking of next month's literary exchange meeting, she made this suggestion.
"Alright, I wasn't planning to attend, but with Little Yu's two works, I can bring them to broaden their horizons! It will save them from being so arrogant every day, looking down on all the scholars in the world."
Jiang Hua nodded and readily agreed.
While Jiang Hua and Jiang Yu, father and daughter, were earnestly appreciating and discussing the poem, Han Jianhua directly put his arm around Su Yu's neck and pulled him aside.
"Kid, you're not being fair! It's a big festival, why does the old man get a gift, but I don't? Is Uncle Han not good enough?"
Han Jianhua lowered his voice and whispered, afraid that his words threatening Su Yu would be heard by others.
To Jiang Hua, Jiang Yu, and even Han Jiangxue, Su Yu was a treasure, an object needing special protection.
Han Jianhua, the head of the family with a low domestic status, dared not be too presumptuous.
"Uncle, I feel that after my body recovers, my skills in painting and calligraphy can improve even further. Wouldn't it be even better to give you an even better piece then?"
Su Yu, facing his future father-in-law, also felt overwhelmed and could only half-heartedly reassure him.
"That makes sense! I'll remember what you said! When the time comes, draw a grand and magnificent piece for Uncle; I'll hang it directly in my chairman's office!"
Han Jianhua's slight displeasure instantly vanished; as long as Su Yu said that, it was enough.
He really wasn't afraid that Su Yu wouldn't honor his word!
Moreover, creation, especially something like poetry, calligraphy, and painting, which relies heavily on feeling and inspiration, cannot be forced out, can it?
The festival was spent very pleasantly in the courtyard, and even the not-so-good Mid-Autumn Festival gala, Su Yu watched with great interest.
If this time Central Mom's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala had invited Han Jiangxue, perhaps Su Yu truly wouldn't mind bringing out the song "wishing we last forever" to shake up the music and poetry circles.
Unfortunately, the General Director of this Mid-Autumn Festival Gala seemed to be from Giant Shark, and none of Tianxing Entertainment's artists received an invitation.
Even Han Zhuoma, who had a good relationship with Su Yu, was not selected!
And facing Central Mom's gala, Su Yu had no way to retaliate.
Otherwise, he would just let Su Xian descend, and then no one would have any fun.
However, seeing the netizens' complaints about this gala, Su Yu's mood obviously improved a lot.
When Su Yu returned home late at night, he didn't go directly inside but looked up at the moon in the sky.
The sky above Yan Jing tonight was quite cooperative; one could clearly see the moon.
Of course, not a single one of the "stars" could be seen...
On the morning of National Day, after Su Yu woke up, he posted a Tribe message saying, "Happy Birthday, Motherland."
This came from his heart; it wasn't something he posted deliberately out of fear of being criticized by netizens.
And because today was National Day, Su Yu specifically had Chen Yixun's new album go online a day later.
Tianxing Entertainment naturally didn't do anything on this day either; even the prepared copy for "Congratulations to Teacher Su Yu on his promotion to Senior Composer" was paused from being published.
That's right, the champion of the September season ranking was also taken by Su Yu.
And three consecutive championships in July, August, and September also allowed Su Yu to officially advance from a mid-level composer to a senior composer.
He even powerfully reached the terrifying status of a half-step gold-level composer!
Who made Han Jiangxue, the singer cultivated by Su Yu himself, successfully enter the ranks of first-tier singers?
Su Yu only needs to cultivate one more first-tier singer to truly become a gold-level composer.
In the eyes of Tianxing Entertainment's senior management who knew the inside story, Su Yu himself was actually the second first-tier singer!
Because at this time, Wu Anjun, whether in terms of song performance or popularity, was directly catching up to Han Jiangxue from "The King of Singers" back then.
Perhaps when Su Yu finally reaches the pinnacle of honor and reveals his identity in "Who is the Singer," that will be the glorious moment of his official promotion to a gold-level composer?
Heaven knows how dazzling Su Yu will be at that moment!
In the afternoon, the novel website first transferred last month's royalty share.
This month, Su Yu's novel share has exceeded 15 million, which also includes income from selling physical books.
Plus the copyright share of "legend of the condor heroes," this month's revenue from the novel website is nearly 30 million.
Even with this, Su Yu's income at Shengshi Fenghua is already top-tier.
Not to mention the lives of those small coders; theirs are truly miserable to behold!
