The way Xu Youyu sighed on the sofa reminded Li Luo of the time in his previous life when their relationship was at its best.
At that time, Xu Youyu's new book was gaining momentum, the Twelve Kings of the previous year had not yet been selected, and his online writing career was in its early stages.
But at that time, Xu Youyu's menstrual period came a bit violently because he stayed up late and stayed up all night every day, causing his stomach to throb in pain most of the night.
It was already three or four o'clock in the morning when Li Luo received a call from her. He got up in the dark and ran to her house. He was sent to the hospital for saline treatment, and then sent back for medicine and care.
It was also at that time that Li Luo came to cook for her every day. Only then did Xu Youyu realize that Li Luo had such a skill.
So much so that even though her body was already well afterwards, she still pretended to be in bad condition, cheating on food and drink all day long, and asked Li Luo to cook for her.
Later, Li Luo found out about it and didn't expose her. He still came to her house to cook every day. Later, he even went to her house to code with his notebook.
Thinking of these things, Li Luo came back to his senses, looked at Xu Youyu on the sofa, and smiled knowingly.
"Hmm...it smells so good." Ying Chanxi, who had just finished taking a shower, changed into panda pajamas, wiped her hair with a towel in her hand, and walked over from the corridor.
Li Luo pushed the prepared small bowl of fried rice to the table and reached out to take the towel in her hand: "Sit down and I'll blow it for you."
"Oh." Ying Chanxi glanced at Xu Youyu from the corner of his eye, then sat down with his lips pursed, holding the bowl and chopsticks in his small hands, tasting it in small sips, and enjoying Li Luo's hair drying service.
Xu Youyu was used to seeing this scene. He turned over on the sofa, put on his slippers and stretched out: "Then I'll go back to the house first. You guys go to bed early. Tomorrow's military training will be tough."
"Good night, senior~"
"Well, good night Xixi."
"Senior." Li Luo held the hair dryer and turned to look at Xu Youyu.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Xu Youyu tilted his head, looking confused.
"You haven't washed the dishes yet."
Xu Youyu: "..."
Watching Xu Youyu walk into the kitchen to wash the dishes dejectedly, Li Luo continued to help Ying Chanxi dry her hair.
After finishing it, Li Luo stretched out, reminded Ying Chanxi to wash his own dishes and chopsticks, and then turned around and went back to the bedroom.
I turned on the computer and took a look.
On Friday, "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" was released, and the first order was 1,800. This result was within expectations.
If you maintain an update volume of 4,000 words per day, you will definitely be able to earn a monthly payment of 5,000 to 6,000 words. The minimum guarantee can be offset by the home loan.
At this level, for Li Luo, the initial needs have been basically met.
As for how far this book will go in the future, let’s wait and see.
With this in mind, Li Luo looked at Xu Youyu's "The Age of Literature and Art" again.
The initial subscription price for this book was over 800 yuan after it was put on the shelves. Counting in one month, I can earn more than 3,000 yuan in royalties.
This amount is already quite a lot for a high school student.
Even though Xu Youyu's family is well off, apart from the normal food expenses and rent, her family only gives her about 500 pocket money every month.
Compared with the royalties of more than 3,000 yuan, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the high school version of wealth and freedom for a high school student.
Li Luo thought about his high school in his previous life. If he had an extra three thousand yuan in pocket money every month, he didn't know how chic and confident he would be.
Thinking about it this way, Xu Youyu is really amazing. He was already making money by writing online articles when he was in high school.
Moreover, at such a young age, his writing style and style are already very tasteful, far beyond what a novice like Li Luo can compare with.
For Li Luo, he just normally used the routine templates that have been used by the circle of Internet article authors in later generations, and made up various classic plots. Each storyline was stuffed with a well-known work, and the content was completed.
's creation.
In comparison, the entertainment novels written by Li Luo are typical upgrading novel routines, which can be repeated indefinitely as long as the author wants.
The "Literary Age" written by Xu Youyu belongs to the plot flow routine. Although there are similar plots, it generally serves the plot itself that the author wants to write.
Of course, the truly powerful ones must be those who can perfectly integrate the upgrade story routines into the overall plot framework.
Similar to "Lord of the Mystery", which was Li Luo's favorite in later generations, it has reached this level.
With this in mind, Li Luo has set up a scheduled release schedule for the next week's updates.
Looking at the draft box full of 250,000 words of manuscripts, Li Luo felt very safe.
Even if he doesn't write a word from now on, these manuscripts will be enough to trouble him for two months.
At this moment, Li Luo, who was about to take a shower, received a QQ message.
[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: Boss, look!
【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】: (picture)
Li Luo took a curious look and wondered what pictures Xu Youyu had sent him in the middle of the night.
If it was in the previous life, Li Luo would probably have posted some sexy pictures.
But Xu Youyu, who is still a high school student at the moment, shouldn't be that outrageous.
After taking a closer look, sure enough.
It’s a screenshot of the word count, showing that it already has 10,000 words.
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: I have 10,000 words in my manuscript collection. How do you feel about it? Isn’t it great?
If he were writing online articles in his previous life, Li Luo would definitely praise him for his awesomeness when faced with a manuscript of more than 10,000 words.
But now that he was reborn, Li Luo, with 250,000 words in hand, could only laugh and send a screenshot.
[Reignited]: Although saving ten thousand manuscripts is very powerful, I can only say that you need to practice more.
【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】:???
Xu Youyu, who was sitting in front of the computer in the study room, was originally proudly expecting Li Luo to utter an exclamation of "f*ck".
But when she saw the twenty-five thousand yuan deposited manuscript sent by Li Luo, her eyes widened immediately.
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: Why do you have so many manuscripts? More than 20,000 words???
[Reignited]: I suggest you count again carefully.
Um?
Seeing this sentence, Xu Youyu looked at the screenshot sent to her in confusion. When she counted the number of words on it, she was stunned.
Two, two hundred and fifty thousand words?
Real or fake?
Xu Youyu sat blankly in front of the computer, feeling that his worldview had been strongly impacted.
【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】: Block me and stop talking.
[Reignited]: Don’t be discouraged, I have saved this number of words for a long time.
【Going to bed early will make you taller】: How long will it take?
[Reignited]: Less than two months.
【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】: Blacklist! Blacklist! Get out!
It’s less than two months, isn’t that from the time the book was opened to now?
She has just written 250,000 words, and Li Luo has already written 500,000 words.
Does this still allow people to live?
Xu Youyu thought angrily, and finally typed hard on the keyboard and replied to him.
【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】: Just wait! Sooner or later I will surpass you!
Li Luo will definitely not be able to write in the past few days during military training, so she will take advantage of this time to catch up!
But when she opened Word and was about to start working, the total number of 250,000 words suddenly appeared in her mind, and she suddenly lost motivation.
never mind.
Maybe this is talent.
Xu Youyu thought like this, got up, threw himself on the bed, and fell asleep.
Although escaping is shameful, it does work.
On the other side, after Ying Chanxi washed the dishes, he took out the military training uniform issued by the school and tried it on in the room.
After a while, she knocked on Li Luo's door with some distress.
"What's wrong?" Li Luo opened the door and asked strangely when he saw Ying Chanxi who was wearing military green.
"Do you have a belt?" Ying Chanxi tugged on his loose waistband, "The military training uniform I received doesn't seem to have a belt."
Chapter completed!