Li Luo spent some time packing Ying Chanxi's computers.
When I walked out of the study, I found Ying Chanxi still packing his things.
"Do you have so much luggage?" Li Luo walked into Ying Chanxi's bedroom and glanced at the ground.
Two large suitcases.
Three large cardboard boxes of the same size.
The aisle next to the bed was completely occupied, and Li Luo was stunned for a moment.
"It's not a lot, right?" Ying Chanxi sat down on the bed, blinked innocently, and then stuffed the folded clothes into the carton, "I only took a few clothes."
"You call this a little bit?" Li Luo looked shocked, and then couldn't help but said, "You have so many clothes, can you wear them here? Don't you wear school uniforms every day after school starts?"
"You don't wear any clothes on weekends?" Ying Chanxi glared at him.
"Then you don't need so many, right?" Li Luo was speechless, "I just brought two sets of pajamas, and then three sets of short-sleeved pants for summer, and nothing else."
Originally, he didn't even bother to bring pajamas. After all, he often went to bed in short-sleeved shirts, and there was no point in distinguishing pajamas from pajamas.
Lin Xiuhong had to put it into his suitcase, so he had to take it with him.
Just like that, his suitcase is not even full.
As a result, I came here to look at Ying Chanxi's luggage. The clothes alone contained two suitcases and three large cardboard boxes.
Li Luo didn't even know where she got so many clothes.
"That's because you are living a rough life." Ying Chanxi snorted, "Girls still have to wear beautiful clothes to feel good."
Although Ying Chanxi usually wears school uniforms when going to school, on weekends, she still wears some clothes she likes to maintain a good mood.
Li Luo had never noticed this before or after his rebirth.
It's only now that I'm packing my luggage that I realize that girls' wardrobes are really bottomless pits.
Where did all these clothes come from?
And this big doll!
Li Luo looked at the half-human panda doll lying on the desk on the windowsill. It had been packaged in transparent plastic.
"Do you want to bring this thing with you?" Li Luo couldn't help but ask, "I remember if this wasn't given to you when you graduated from elementary school? Why do you still keep it?"
"It's up to you to take care of it!" Ying Chanxi snorted, and then silently hid the small blanket Li Luo gave her as a child on the bedside under her buttocks, planning to secretly put it into the cardboard box later.
Just as Ying Chanxi continued to clean up, Li Luo's cell phone rang.
When he answered the phone, he thought it was his uncle who had arrived, but it turned out to be Zhao Rongjun.
"Hey, Li Luo, where are you?"
"I'm at home."
"Then why don't you open your door when I knock on it?"
"Oh, I'm at the opposite door." Li Luo walked out of Ying Chanxi's bedroom, opened the door and saw Zhao Rongjun, "Here you are."
"Here we come." Zhao Rongjun nodded, and then asked doubtfully, "Does Ying Chanxi also want to go to the stadium?"
"Don't worry about playing basketball." Li Luo coughed twice, "I have a more difficult task to give you."
"What?" Zhao Rongjun was alert and subconsciously took half a step back, his hand already holding on to the handrail of the stairs going downstairs.
But Li Luo was even more quick-sighted. He grabbed Zhao Rongjun's arm with a smile, pressed it against him affectionately, and hugged his good brother.
"Didn't my dad say that on the day of the entrance banquet? My family bought a suite at the No. 1 Middle School and planned for me to move there before school starts."
"So?" Zhao Rongjun had already guessed something and asked with narrowed eyes.
"You're here just in time. Ying Chanxi and I have almost packed our luggage." Li Luo said shamelessly, "My uncle will drive over later and you can carry the luggage down with us."
Zhao Rongjun was filled with doubts when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask: "Then you still called me to play ball yesterday?"
"It's not all my fault, she just told me today that she wants to move." Li Luo confidently betrayed his teammates, "Isn't this just in time?"
"You will help us move later, and we will take a car together to identify the door of our new home."
"Then let's go to the basketball court of the No. 1 Middle School."
"Can I go in on the weekend?" Zhao Rongjun asked doubtfully.
"Aren't you wearing a school uniform?" Li Luo took a look at Zhao Rongjun's school uniform and thought that it was better for the boys to save fabric and wear school uniforms on weekends.
"You don't have a school uniform."
"I have an admission notice." Li Luo puffed up his chest, "The new students should visit the school in advance. There should be no problem, right?"
After hearing what Li Luo said, Zhao Rongjun reluctantly agreed: "That's okay."
"Good brother!" Li Luo patted Zhao Rongjun on the shoulder, very satisfied with the free labor force in front of him.
Pulling Zhao Rongjun, Li Luo first moved his suitcase to the door, and then moved it to the computer in the study room opposite.
Then the two of them helped Ying Chanxi move out the packed suitcases and cardboard boxes.
When Ying Chanxi finally packed up, Li Luo also received a call from his uncle at the right time.
"Hey! Xiaoluo, I'll park my car downstairs at your house and come up right away."
"I know, uncle, we've packed everything up." Li Luo replied, then hung up the phone and called his mother again.
"Hello?"
"Mom, we are leaving soon."
"Okay." Lin Xiuhong said on the other end of the phone, "Then I'll come over and join you."
Just as Li Luo finished talking to his mother, there was already a sound of footsteps downstairs.
A mature and handsome-looking figure appeared in the corridor.
Uncle Lin Xiufeng raised his head and saw Li Luo, raised his eyebrows and smiled, strode to the fourth floor, held his head down, and rubbed hard: "You're so promising! You've been admitted to the No. 1 High School attached to it."
Already."
"What the hell." Li Luo said modestly, "It's just okay."
Lin Xiufeng is only thirty-two years old this year, with a slim build, short short hair, and the popular bullet hair style. He wears military pants and a simple white T-shirt on his upper body.
He looked very young, and anyone who saw him would have thought he was still a young man in his mid-twenties.
There was a nine-year age difference between Li Luo's uncle and Lin Xiuhong, so it was considered that his grandparents came from old age.
When his nephew was born, Lin Xiufeng was in his early 17s, so Li Luo had been played with by his uncle since he was a child, and the two had a very good relationship.
But when Lin Xiufeng got older, his family began to press for marriage.
He felt impatient and once went to work outside the province and did not come back for more than half a year.
It wasn't until he was thirty years old that his grandparents were too lazy to urge him anymore, so they asked Lin Xiuhong, his sister, to call him back.
Now Lin Xiufeng works as a freight driver for a relative's company, driving a large truck every day.
Before the school entrance banquet, he had delivered goods to the next city, so he didn't make it.
However, because of his relative relationship, he is not usually assigned too strenuous tasks, and most of his working hours are quite leisurely.
For example, today, Lin Xiufeng had nothing to transport, so he drove a minivan from the company over to help his nephew move his luggage.
In Li Luo's impression, his uncle was still single until he was in his fifties, which made his grandparents very angry.
But he really regarded himself as a loved junior, and often pulled him to drink and skewed, ridiculed that he died in the future, and his home was left to him.
Lin Xiuhong later became seriously ill, and her uncle tried every means to raise money. In the end, he didn't have much money left, so he had to help his sister's treatment.
So now that he saw his uncle again, he was still as young and handsome as he is now. Li Luo couldn't help but have a slight redness in his eyes, and then suppressed it.
At this time, Ying Chanxi and Zhao Rongjun on the side also said hello politely.
Lin Xiufeng laughed heartily and greeted the two children: "Xixi is very familiar with me. When I was a child, I would chase Xiaoluo's butt every day. Now she is so beautiful."
"And Xiaojun, we used to play together every day, right? I taught you two how to play basketball."
When Lin Xiufeng was young, he traveled to other provinces for a few years and had a very familiar personality, so he quickly became involved with them.
While chatting, the four of them moved their luggage downstairs and put it into Lin Xiufeng's van.
Ying Chanxi was weak and was responsible for the schoolbags of himself and Li Luo. The other three people ran up and down two or three times to get the remaining luggage.
Soon, Lin Xiuhong also rushed over from the breakfast shop, ready to follow.
"Have you packed your luggage? Did you take anything less?" Lin Xiuhong got into the passenger seat and asked Li Luo and Ying Chanxi.
"I've brought it all with me. If you really want to take it less, come back later." Li Luo greeted Zhao Rongjun to get in the car, and then he followed him and sat in the back seat.
Ying Chanxi came in last, pulled the car door, and Lin Xiufeng started the car, stepped on the accelerator and left Jincheng Community, heading towards Bihailanting Community.
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Yuhang No. 1 Middle School.
The full name is the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Yuhang City, Qianjiang University.
It is backed by Yinjiang River and next door is the main campus of Qianjiang University.
In the early years, the No. 1 Middle School was an exclusive school for the children of family members taught by teachers from Qianjiang University.
With the economic development and the expansion of the scope of compulsory education, the First Affiliated Middle School has gradually broken away from the attributes of the original attached middle school. Relying on high-quality teaching resources, it has gradually emerged among the high schools in Yuhang City.
In last year's college entrance examination results, the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School was only behind Yuhang No. 2 Middle School and Xuejun Middle School, ranking third in Yuhang City.
The number of students admitted in Qingbei exceeded double digits for the first time, reaching 11.
Qianjiang University also has 81 students admitted.
There are also 35 students admitted to other 985 universities in other provinces.
The teaching results are quite fruitful.
The house Li Guohong's family bought this time is located in Bihailanting Community diagonally opposite the No. 1 Middle School, Building 12, Unit 1502.
At noon.
Xu Youyu, a student in Class 1, Grade 2, Attached Middle School, changed into a white shirt and jeans, went downstairs to have lunch, and then strolled back to the rental apartment.
The whole house is about 150 square meters in size. When you enter, you are facing a large living room and balcony.
On the right side is a separate piano room, which was used by Li Luosan's grandfather's cousin to practice piano.
Later, after I stopped living here, I didn’t bother to move the piano, so I just kept it here. Now it’s been given directly to Li Luo’s family.
On the left hand side after entering the door, there is the kitchen first, and then there is a small corridor.
There are four doors on both sides of the corridor, which are respectively two bedrooms, a study room, and a bathroom.
The study room was converted into a bedroom, but the space is relatively spacious.
Xu Youyu rented this study room, equipped it with a large desk, and built a computer for himself.
At the end of the corridor is the master bedroom of this house, which also has a separate bathroom.
Xu Youyu went into the house and changed into slippers, then went back to his room and closed the door.
She sat down at her desk, put her chest on the table, sighed comfortably, then turned on her computer, entered the Qidian Chinese website, and browsed through the new book rankings.
Seeing that his "Literary Age" was ranked 31st, Xu Youyu sighed slightly.
Then she logged into her QQ and saw the message sent by the editor in the morning.
[Qianzhou]: Are you going to bed early? I would like to inform you that it will be released on Friday next week. Please remember to save the manuscript.
Next week is Friday, August 22nd... Xu Youyu glanced at the date and saw that there was only half a month until school started, so it would be better to save as many drafts as possible.
After all, starting from the second year of high school, the schoolwork will become busy, so you can’t delay your studies by writing online articles.
Xu Youyu thought so and sent a message back to the editor.
【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】: Received.
[Qianzhou]: The two people who stand out in this issue are you and Zhong Ran, and they both write about entertainment.
[Qianzhou]: I’ll ask Xian Ran later to see if you two can give each other some advice.
[Qianzhou]: Or you can just add QQ friends. We are all of the same age, so we should be able to chat.
Reignited...is he the author of the book "I'm Really Not a Star" that was also published in Sanjiang at the same time as her?
Wait... Xu Youyu was stunned for a moment, unable to react.
What does peer mean?!
Chapter completed!