The bathroom in Bihai Lanting is quite big.
This one is in the corridor. As soon as you push the door open, you are faced with the mirror and sink facing the wall.
To the left, by the window, is the toilet.
Going further to the left is the shower room.
The key problem now is that the toilet is still a little far away from the bathroom door.
If Li Luo simply stretched out one hand, Ying Chanxi might not be able to reach it.
Fortunately, Li Luo had his own way. He found a clothes-drying rod directly from the balcony, inserted one corner into the gap of the tissue box and hooked it, then knocked on the bathroom door: "I've opened the door."
"Well..." Ying Chanxi blushed slightly in the bathroom, and then looked at the bathroom door being opened a crack by Li Luo.
The next second, a pack of paper towels was handed directly over by the clothes drying pole, making Ying Chanxi stunned.
"You, just open the door and hand it to me."
"That's so rude."
Ying Chanxi took the tissue with a speechless expression.
After completing the task, Li Luo returned to the door of Yan Zhusheng's bedroom. After opening the door, he knocked on the door and said to Yan Zhusheng inside: "Shall I cook for you now? You can eat it at about twelve o'clock."
"Oh." Yan Zhusheng got up from the bed, put on her slippers, and followed Li Luo into the kitchen. While Ying Chanxi was still in the bathroom, she took off the apron from the wall and put it on herself, "
Let me help you."
Although Ying Chanxi was the easiest and most useful person to use in the kitchen, this meal was only for Yan Zhusheng to cook, so Li Luo didn't ask for so much.
Two people were busy in the kitchen.
Ying Chanxi quickly finished using the toilet, washed his hands and walked out. Hearing the noise in the kitchen, he walked over and took a look.
"What are you doing?"
"She hasn't had lunch yet, so I'll cook her two dishes."
"Didn't we buy groceries on the weekend?" Ying Chanxi walked into the kitchen and asked suspiciously.
"She went to buy it in the morning."
Upon hearing this, Ying Chanxi immediately glanced at Yan Zhusheng who was washing vegetables seriously, saw the apron she was wearing, and pursed her lips.
"Zhusheng, how about I come and help him?" Ying Chanxi stood behind Yan Zhusheng and asked tentatively.
"No need." Yan Zhusheng shook his head, "Xixi, you have to go to class in the afternoon, so I won't bother you."
"Hmm...Actually, I'm not too full at lunch. Li Luo, can you cook more?" Ying Chanxi said again, "I want to eat too."
"Okay, that's fine." Li Luo looked at the ingredients Yan Zhusheng bought and saw that it would be no problem to make another dish of tomato scrambled eggs.
The rice has just been cooked, so it doesn’t hurt to wash it in a little more. “Are you sure you want to eat it?”
"Want to eat."
"Okay." Li Luo smiled helplessly and washed her an extra half bowl of rice. Then he planned a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and continued to prepare and chop vegetables.
As a result, Ying Chanxi squeezed in between Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng at this time, and took the kitchen knife from Li Luo: "Let me help you, you can just cook."
"Don't get your clothes dirty."
"It's okay. Anyway, this school uniform will have to be washed off after I come back at night."
Yan Zhusheng turned to look at Ying Chanxi who was chopping vegetables seriously, then turned back and continued to wash the vegetables seriously, but with a slightly stronger force.
By the time it was past twelve o'clock, the three dishes were taken out of the pot and plated, and the rice was almost cooked.
The three of them sat at the dining table, and Li Luo watched the two girls eating.
At this time, there was the sound of a key opening the door. Xu Youyu came in from the outside with his schoolbag on his back. He smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered. He looked at the dishes on the table and sighed: "You said you would come here to eat at noon today.
If I had known earlier, I would have come directly."
"Can you get up in the morning?" Li Luo asked from his soul.
"Um..." Xu Youyu avoided Li Luo's gaze a little cautiously, laughed awkwardly and scratched his face, "Then if you had told me earlier, I would have crawled over here."
"Then thank you very much for your support."
"You're welcome." Xu Youyu put on his slippers, walked into the kitchen, took out a small pudding from the refrigerator, and then lay down on the sofa, chatting about the pudding while scrolling through his phone.
After finishing the meal, Ying Chanxi took the lead in carrying her schoolbag and went to school.
Yan Zhusheng obediently cleared the table and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Li Luo walked to the sofa and sat down, found a comfortable position to lean on, took out his phone and flipped through it.
Seeing this, Xu Youyu immediately turned over, put his legs on Li Luo's thighs, and lay comfortably on the sofa. He ate the little pudding without throwing it away, but continued to bite the remaining small wooden stick.
Li Luo rolled his eyes at her and patted her big white legs: "Are you sorry?"
"Why are you so embarrassed?" Xu Youyu said with a smile, "It's good that I didn't ask you to give me a massage."
"Actually, it's okay." Li Luo nodded, "Just think of it as consuming the reward after you win the bet."
"You have a beautiful idea." Xu Youyu chuckled, "Good steel must be used on the blade, I can't just waste it."
After finishing speaking, Xu Youyu turned his head and glanced at Yan Zhusheng who was still washing dishes in the kitchen, and then asked in a low voice: "You haven't told me in detail about the things you said yesterday about the great master. The writer's salon during the summer vacation will be directly
Selecting a great master?”
"It's not a direct selection, but it's just that the reserves of the great masters who have been confirmed can negotiate contracts with Qidian in advance." Li Luo pointed at himself, "Do you understand?"
"Tsk." Xu Youyu's white and tender feet stepped on his thigh a few times, "Don't be too arrogant."
"I'm telling the truth." Li Luo smiled, "And since you have also received the invitation, it means that you are also a reserve for this year's great master, but you are just not at my level yet."
"Ah?" Xu Youyu was stunned for a moment, "The editor didn't tell me this."
"Do you think that Wan Ding is just a big deal at Qidian?" Li Luo rolled his eyes, "Anyone who can order Wan Dian will basically be recommended by the editor, but this is your first book, with not many words and limited channels.
Explosion, the copyright is not sold, and there is only one subscription result of 10,000, so the probability is very small."
"The editor probably thought there was little hope, so he didn't tell you this."
"Lest your hopes become greater, the greater your disappointment will be, which will affect your mentality."
After Xu Youyu heard what he said, he was speechless and said: "I talked a lot, but it still didn't work. I thought I could be regarded as a great god."
"It will happen in the future." Li Luo pinched her soft calf, "Within three years, you will definitely become a great master."
"You are so confident in me?" Xu Youyu raised his eyebrows and smiled, not paying any attention to Li Luo pinching his leg, as if it was a matter of course.
"The 10,000-book result is already a very good foundation." Li Luo said, "Your book should be able to write more than two million words. If you continue to work hard on the next book, you will be basically stable."
At the current stage of 2015, 10,000 orders are still rare, and the entire starting point is only two to three million copies.
If we only count those within the serialization period, it may only be a few dozen copies smaller.
Among them, most of them may be works by authors who have become platinum masters.
So as long as we can order tens of thousands of orders, our competitiveness is already very strong.
It is a pity that "The Age of Literature and Art" is an entertainment theme, so it is difficult to sell the copyright, and it is not popular in the channel. It is not as strong as "I'm Not a Star", and the average subscription can only reach 10,000, so among the many thousands of people
Among those who subscribe to serial books, they are the ones with the lowest priority.
Therefore, "Literary Age" is basically a companion this year.
After all, what the selection experts actually look at is not the average order, but the sales volume, but generally speaking, the two are positively correlated.
For example, Li Luo has earned two to three million in royalties since writing this book. This means that the total sales of "I'm Really Not a Star" are at least five million.
These five million sales were basically earned in the past six months.
In other words, if you extend the time to one year, this is a hit book that has sold more than 10 million yuan.
The only pity is that the copyright of Li Luo's book is not easy to sell, but this subscription result alone is enough for him to win the title of a great master.
"Sigh..." Xu Youyu didn't have much confidence when he heard what he said. "I'll be sure to keep working hard on my next book... You said it was easy. How can I guarantee that I can do this?"
After writing this book "Literary Age", Xu Youyu felt that he had temporarily exhausted his enthusiasm for entertainment themes.
If she was asked to write another book on the same subject right away, she would definitely not be able to bear it.
However, if the subject of the new book changes, she feels that she will not be able to write it to get thousands of orders. In this case, there is no need to count on the big book.
She has no obsession with the title of a great god, but simply thinks that if she can become a great god, maybe her parents will not stop her from continuing to write online articles after they find out.
As for other things, the 30/70 share of the royalties is more attractive, allowing her to earn a little more money.
However, after ten thousand orders, Xu Youyu has been receiving about thirty to forty thousand in royalties every month. By now writing this book, her savings have exceeded three hundred thousand.
Even if you waste a little on daily expenses, you won't be able to spend it all.
"By the way, how much money have you saved now?" Xu Youyu kicked Li Luo curiously, "Tell me about it?"
"I am currently in debt." Li Luo chuckled.
"Are you lying? In February, your royalties were only 370,000 yuan. How can you be in debt?"
"There is still an unpaid mortgage on this house." Li Luo pointed to his feet, and then said, "My family also bought three storefront houses. I paid the down payment, and half of it was a loan. I am still in debt.
"
"Those are all assets, okay?" Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him and gritted his teeth and said, "If you calculate it this way, how much did you earn from this book?"
"More than two million?"
"Damn!" Xu Youyu couldn't help but complain, "Your average subscription is more than twice as much as mine, how come your royalties are so much higher than mine?"
"Your channel is not good, and the number of words is fewer than mine." Li Luo spread his hands and said, "My channel fee is several times that of the main website."
"Why is my channel's royalties only one-third of the main website?" Xu Youyu said unconvinced, "This is too big a difference."
"Your style of writing and writing style will only make Qidian readers like it." Li Luo hit the nail on the head, "Just accept the reality."
Xu Youyu's writing style is a bit more literary and youthful. Although there are also gags and humor, they are all extended on the basis of literary youth.
Without basic literary taste, it is really difficult to like it.
This is not to say that what she writes is of a literary standard, but the literary quality of the domestic online literature audience is just that.
Especially the readers who read books on those channel websites are all kinds of people, and the highest proportion of them are people with low academic qualifications and low literary literacy.
This is not to look down on these people, it is just the current situation.
And when the income level of these people has exceeded food and clothing, and they have a small amount of spare money that can be invested in entertainment activities, online writing as a pastime will naturally become more down-to-earth as the audience market sinks.
.
To put it bluntly, the people are rich.
Because Xu Youyu grew up in a scholarly family and was influenced by Xu Rongsheng's literary qualities since she was a child, so if she were asked to write some very simple Internet articles, she wouldn't be able to write that flavor.
Even if she had the courage to write, she would feel very uncomfortable, which would defeat her original intention of writing online articles.
"Alas..." Xu Youyu sighed again, "Then when can I save enough money to buy a house?"
"Why do you want to buy a house?"
"Of course you have to have a space of your own." Xu Youyu said matter-of-factly, "It's wonderful to think about a space that you can control and play around with as you wish."
"Then work hard." Li Luo smiled, but then he heard Xu Youyu say again -
"Hey, tell me, when I become an adult, will I be able to buy stocks?" Xu Youyu had more than 300,000 in his hand, but he didn't know how to use it, so he suddenly decided to invest.
"Don't!" When Li Luo heard this, he immediately asked her to stop, "I advise you to wake up. If you invest in stocks, you may not earn as much interest as you do by depositing regularly every year."
"Then what if I follow your family's example and buy a storefront house?" Xu Youyu continued to ask, "You bought three storefront houses, are you making a profit?"
Hearing what Xu Youyu said, Li Luo thought it was funny and asked, "Can you convince your parents to buy one now? You are a minor, so you can't buy it yourself."
"Not next year?" Xu Youyu frowned and said, "I will be an adult by this time next year."
"Not next year." Li Luo shook his head repeatedly.
Although the housing prices in Yuhang City did not slow down until 2018, the storefront housing on West Street has been skyrocketing since the subway plan was finalized in the second half of 2015.
By 2016, it had risen to 20,000 to 30,000 per level.
Subsequently, due to the construction of Times Street in 2017, the prices of the shops on West Street increased slowly. Although some people made money, it was a bit thankless.
"I definitely can't buy it now." Xu Youyu said loudly, "If I want to ask my parents to help them buy it, how can I explain where so much money comes from?"
"Let's show our cards."
"If you want me to die, just say so." Xu Youyu snorted and kicked him.
"Why do you want to invest so much?"
"Making money." Xu Youyu waved his fist twice, "With the capital, don't you have to find ways to invest and manage money? What's that saying? If you don't manage money, money will not care about you!"
"If you manage your money, will it leave you?"
"right!"
"The separation I'm talking about is the separation of leaving."
"Get out of here! Are you cursing me?" Xu Youyu stood up and grabbed Li Luo's collar, but Li Luo easily pushed him back to the sofa with one hand.
"I advise you to calm down, it is more reliable to just write a book honestly."
Judging from the development trajectory of Xu Youyu in her previous life, if she only counts the money she earned from writing books, if she adds up the millions of books she has written, she will be a multi-millionaire.
But this guy just likes to mess around with various investment and financial management projects. He doesn’t know how long his brain is. Every time he loses money, he comes back to write a new book in despair.
If this happens again, we can't let her get this bad habit again.
"What are you doing?" Yan Zhusheng finished washing the dishes and walked out of the kitchen. When she saw Li Luo pressing Xu Youyu on the sofa with one hand, she immediately tilted her head and asked.
"Ahem..." Li Luo quickly let go of his hand and sat back down, coughing twice and said, "She just attacked me and was subdued by me."
"It's obviously you who bullied me, okay?" Xu Youyu said pitifully, "Zhusheng, come and help me, the two of us will beat him up together."
"Haha." Li Luo sneered, "Do you think Zhusheng is you? She doesn't know how to..."
"Okay." Yan Zhusheng nodded and walked over immediately.
When Xu Youyu saw this, he immediately laughed evilly, jumped up from the sofa, and rushed toward Li Luo.
"Hey! No... what are you doing?! Stop! Stop touching me, damn!"
…
In the evening, Li Luo and the three of them went out to school together from home.
After arriving at the Class 8 classroom, after the first period of evening self-study, Hua Xiuxiu came over with two stacks of paper and handed them to Li Luo.
One of them is a consent form for subject selection, and the other is a notice of summer class trip.
Li Luo took these two things and roughly looked through the subject selection consent form.
There are a total of forty students in Class 8, 17 of them chose pure science and 10 chose pure liberal arts.
Among the remaining 13 people, Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng chose physics, history, and geography.
The remaining 11 people chose physics, chemistry, geography, history, politics, and chemistry respectively.
I have to say that the physical and historical place chosen by Li Luo is indeed a strange classification.
I wonder if the school will finally persuade me to revise it?
Putting aside the consent form for subject selection for the time being, Li Luo flipped through the notice for the summer class trip.
Among the forty students, 31 families agreed to participate in this activity.
This actually surprised Li Luo.
Among them, the parents of six students chose to accompany them.
In this case, the number of people would be much larger than Li Luo originally imagined.
Fortunately, Li Guoru directly chose to book out the farmhouse, otherwise he was not sure whether it would be able to accommodate so many people.
What Li Luo didn't know was.
When he asked Hua Xiuxiu to draft the notice for this summer class trip, he specifically asked her to put the names of Teacher Kong and Teacher Ding later to highlight the key point: "Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong, the two parents of class monitor Li Luo, will take the lead."
This sentence.
The main reason is to put the responsibility of the activity on myself and to prevent Teacher Kong from putting too much pressure on him, lest he would find it too troublesome and not want to come.
But just this sentence made many parents choose to agree, resulting in more people than Li Luo expected.
After all, this is Li Luo, the monitor of Class 8!
In the two parent-teacher conferences, all parents listened clearly to what the head teacher said.
Li Luo is the only top student among all parallel classes in the school who can remain in the top 40 in the school for a long time!
Looking at this event again, it was Li Luo's parents who took the lead in organizing it, so their children must be allowed to participate.
Parents who can raise outstanding children like Li Luo are reliable.
There were even six parents who chose to accompany them, not entirely out of concern for their children's safety. A large part of the reason was that they wanted to meet Li Luo's parents again and learn more in private about how to educate their children.
good.
I don’t want to be as good as Li Luo, but it would be good to at least improve my performance.
If Li Luo knew what was going on, he would probably be dumbfounded.
Especially when he saw that Lu Jiahao's parents also chose to accompany him, he was somewhat surprised.
After reading these two things, Li Luo got up and went to Kong Junxiang's office. After handing in the consent form for subject selection, he explained the details of the group tour.
The next week came the last week of the semester.
After school is over on Friday, July 3, Li Luo and others will usher in the first summer vacation of high school.
In the last week of the finals in Attachment 1 Middle School, Li Luo also wrote hard and finished most of the homework.
But I still couldn’t hold back the teacher’s sufficient ammunition, and I couldn’t finish writing it in a week.
This summer's homework was two to three times more heavy than the previous winter vacation, which made Li Luo, who was carrying a memory palace, feel overwhelmed.
During this week, the head teachers of each class, including Kong Junxiang, would chat with their classmates from time to time.
Naturally, the content is also very different. I would like to ask those students who did not choose pure science or pure liberal arts if they have any intention to change their choice of subjects.
Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng naturally refused, and Kong Junxiang didn't say much.
But at noon on Friday, after Li Luo finished lunch, he happened to see Kong Junxiang on the road, so he went up to say hello, and then asked: "Teacher Kong, how is the class placement? Is there any result?"
"It can't be that fast." Kong Junxiang laughed and said, "At least we have to wait for a while before the results are available."
"What about the number of people who choose various subjects? There must be a rough idea, right?" Li Luo continued to ask.
"Well." Kong Junxiang glanced at him, and then looked around again. After confirming that there was no problem, he whispered, "There are more than 200 people who choose Pure Reason, and less than 300."
"In pure text, there are less than 200 people."
"The rest are scattered, there are 60 or 70 people who choose to be materialized, there are also 50 or 60 people who are political and historical, and the rest are small categories like yours."
Li Luo nodded in understanding. Looking at it this way, it was not much different from the classification of people within Class 8.
In the end, it is estimated that only four classes emerged after the reform of the new college entrance examination, and the rest are pure literature and theory.
"Then do we need to change our subject selection?" Li Luo asked curiously.
"Changing does not necessarily mean changing." Kong Junxiang glanced at him and said, "But Ying Chanxi in Class 1 chose the same subjects as you two. Did you make an appointment in private?"
"Hehe." Li Luo smiled and did not answer directly.
Kong Junxiang snorted, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You didn't tell me earlier, now it's really a bit troublesome."
"How to say?"
"I originally wanted to win over the class teacher of Physics, History and Geography. It just so happens that you and Yan Zhusheng are studying Physics, History and Geography. If you have two courses in common, you can join the same class."
"Isn't that great?"
"But now there's Yingchan Creek." Kong Junxiang said with a headache. "You three are the only ones in the school who have chosen the place of physical history, but Yingchan Creek is Teacher Sun's favorite. What if he comes to snatch it from me?"
?”
"Uh..." Li Luo was speechless when he heard what Kong Junxiang said.
He thought it was some big deal, but it turned out to be this?
To him, it doesn't really matter whether the class teacher is Teacher Kong or Teacher Sun.
Hearing what Kong Junxiang said, he felt relieved a lot.
"Then I wish you success, Teacher Kong." Li Luo nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand with a smile, "I hope to see you again in the second half of the year."
"Why do I feel like you don't want to leave me at all?"
"No way." Li Luo said with a serious face, "You are my favorite class teacher. I wish you could be our class teacher in the future."
"You still have some conscience..."
Chapter completed!