"The family won't allow it,"
Xiang Shan had never thought that a senior professor with a full head of silver hair would say something that sounded so childlike, and he almost burst out laughing.
"Hmm? You don't believe me?" Professor Jing, seeing his expression, found it somewhat amusing.
Xiang Shan nodded, "You were still studying at that time?"
"I had already finished university and stayed on to teach," Professor Jing stirred his tomato ketchup with a fry.
"My parents also don't like me playing games, but they won't say anything as long as I buy them with my own salary."
"Times are different. In your era, playing games isn't considered too excessive," Jing Hongtu said indifferently as he ate his fries, "Back in my day, if I wanted to write science fiction novels, it was a political mistake."
"Well..." Xiang Shan scratched his head, "Science fiction novels don't necessarily have to write about those sensitive issues..."
