Zhuang Chaoying felt a toothache. He finally knew why Lin Dongzhe was so lawless. It was because of Lin Wufeng and Song Ying.

"Tunan, couldn't you..." Zhuang Chaoying suddenly realized something.

Zhuang Tunan was watching the fun, but suddenly the flames of war caught up with him. He shook his head quickly: "Dad, I'm not in love. I'm too busy studying."

"Well, the university provides such a good learning opportunity. You must cherish it. Besides, you are not yet stable at your age. You can wait until you have a job to talk about love. Otherwise, you will be assigned to all over the world after graduation, which is too irresponsible."

"Dad, don't worry I won't."

Zhuang Chaoying patted Zhuang Tunan on the shoulder with satisfaction. Although his son did not study as well as Qin Hao, nor was he as talented at Go, he was obedient. This son was the one that made him worry the most in his life.

In the afternoon, Qin Hao took Lin Wufeng and his entourage around Tongji again. The journey was tiring, and at about three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Wufeng suggested that he go to the guest house to take a rest.

At six o'clock, Lin Wufeng and Zhuang Chaoying found a hot pot restaurant outside, and invited Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan to have a hot mutton hot pot meal, which instantly dispelled the fatigue of the day.

After dinner, Qin Hao took everyone to the Tongji campus. It happened that there was a dance on New Year's Day. Lin Dongzhe, the dance king of the cotton spinning mill, suffered a huge blow. The dance he had always been proud of had to be practiced in Zhengerbajing.

In front of Tongji college students, it seemed a little funny.

Zhuang Chaoying was completely unable to adapt to such an occasion. In addition to the deafening music, what made him even more unacceptable was the sight of well-dressed young men and women hugging each other on the dance floor.

This time Zhuang Tunan did not stand in the same camp as him: "Dad, the dance is allowed by the school."

"Then we can't just hug each other like that. Look at what they're like." Zhuang Chaoying said angrily.

Lin Wufeng persuaded: "Teacher Zhuang, when it comes to dancing, there will inevitably be physical contact. It's normal. Doesn't the cotton spinning factory have dances every year?"

"How can it be the same? The dance in the cotton spinning factory is held by employees who are officially working in the factory. They are still students. The most important task at the moment is studying. Holding any kind of dance is simply a waste of time and life." Zhuang Chaoying became more and more angry as he spoke.

As a result, a female classmate next to him was unhappy and glanced at him: "Old stubborn."

Zhuang Chaoying was furious and was about to fight back, but the female classmate ignored him at all and twisted her slender waist and went to dance on the dance floor.

Zhuang Tunan looked away, fearing that he would embarrass his father if he laughed out loud. You could tell from the constant shrugging of his shoulders how uncomfortable he was enduring it.

When they returned to the guest house, Zhuang Chaoying was still sulking. She sat by the bed and complained to Lin Wufeng.

"You said why these children are like this now? What a sacred place the university is. The country has created such good learning conditions for them, but they are obsessed with doing those messy things..."

Lin Wufeng could only comfort: "Teacher Zhuang, each generation has its own way of life, and there is nothing wrong with combining work and rest."

"There are so many extracurricular books in the library, why can't we change our minds? We have just had enough food for a few years, and these children today still have too many good lives." Zhuang Chaoying still refused to give up.

Seeing this, Lin Wufeng had no choice but to change the subject: "Oh, by the way, Dongzhe, what time do you have an appointment with that Li Jia tomorrow?"

"We didn't make an appointment at a specific time. Anyway, we can go there early in the morning."

"Well, then don't let anyone wait for us. Turn off the lights and go to sleep."

In the dark room, Zhuang Chaoying was left alone, sulking.
Chapter completed!