Chapter 10 I am a minor

Half past six in the morning.

Ying Chanxi got up and washed on time.

After heating a bag of milk for himself and taking two slices of bread, Ying Chanxi went to the balcony.

I sent a good morning message to my dad on my cell phone, then turned on the radio which had been loaded with the high school vocabulary list and started playing the vocabulary listening music.

Ying Chanxi stretched his body while listening to the audio comprehension and spelling the words in his mind.

After simply stretching her body, she sat on a chair by the balcony and continued listening to words while eating breakfast.

At seven o'clock, Ying Chanxi returned to her study, tied her hair into a ponytail, and started to prepare for class.

Every half hour, she would get up, walk around, stretch her body, and check her phone.

Then continue to devote yourself to learning.

By the time I came back to my senses from studying, it was already past noon.

Take another look at your phone.

Dad didn't reply.

Aunt Lin next door didn't let Li Luo come and call her to eat.

Uncle Li and Aunt Lin must open the store today, so it's normal not to cook at noon.

I told Li Luo yesterday that I had to prepare for high school knowledge seriously, so he probably wouldn't come to play with me.

Maybe he has already called Zhao Rongjun to go out and play basketball?
So, it will be another monotonous day.

Ying Chanxi stretched, strolled out of the study, rummaged through the refrigerator in the kitchen, and planned to cook some noodles for himself.

But when Ying Chanxi recalled Uncle Li's skill in making fried noodles, he started drooling.

The noodles I cooked suddenly felt a bit bland.

So Ying Chanxi changed his clothes, took his cell phone, put on his shoes and went out.

He first knocked on the door opposite, and after confirming that no one was inside, he knew that Li Luo must have gone out to play.

Ying Chanxi went downstairs and walked towards the breakfast shop opposite the community.

result.

Just as she walked into the store and was about to ask Aunt Lin for some fried noodles, she saw a very familiar figure inside.

"Hey." Li Luo at the front desk saw Ying Chanxi's pink oval face, raised his hand and greeted him, smiling, "What would this guest like to order?"

Ying Chanxi stood at the door, looked at Li Luo, blinked, and thought he had seen it wrong, so he took a step back and stepped in from the threshold.

Looking over there again, I found that Li Luo was still standing there.

Hmm...it wasn't an illusion.

"Why is Xixi here?" When Lin Xiuhong saw Ying Chanxi, she immediately stood up from her chair with a smile, and then shouted into the kitchen, "Lao Li! Give Xixi some fried noodles!"

"Okay!" Li Guohong responded in the kitchen.

Ying Chanxi obediently sat down in the seat in front of the stage, greeted Lin Xiuhong politely, and then looked at Li Luo with a puzzled look on his face.

"I know what you're thinking." Li Luo leaned over the counter, propped up his chin and said with a smile, "This guy is so playful at ordinary times. He should be playing ball outside with Zhao Rongjun. Why would he stay in the store and help out?"

When Ying Chanxi heard this, her face suddenly tensed up: "I don't think so."

"I don't know what's wrong with this kid." Lin Xiuhong said, "He got up in the middle of the night and insisted on coming to the store to help."

"Mom, please stop saying one thing and thinking another." Li Luo glanced at his mother and said, "You've been grinning all morning. I don't know how happy you are."

"I was just expressing my feelings. You still have some conscience and know how hard it is for your parents." Lin Xiuhong's feelings were always interrupted by this brat. "But your mouth is still as stinky as before. You're annoying every time you say a word."

At this point, Lin Xiuhong no longer wanted to pay attention to her son, and turned to ask Ying Chanxi: "Where is Xixi? What did you do today?"

"I reviewed the first-year high school courses this morning," Ying Chanxi answered obediently. "I plan to do some exercises in the afternoon to get used to it. I will report to the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School next week and attend the summer advance class there."

The independent enrollment batch of the Affiliated No. 160 Middle School has a total of students. They can be said to be the group of students with the best academic performance and abilities in Yinjiang District and surrounding areas.

During the summer vacation every year, Yuhang No. 160 Affiliated Middle School will provide high school training to these students in advance.

Commonly known as special cooking.

The main purpose is to speed up their learning of basic high school knowledge. After they start formal school, they will have enough time to participate in subject competitions because their learning progress is faster than that of ordinary students.

Therefore, although the Affiliated No. 640 Middle School enrolls about new students in each class, the levels of students in the independent enrollment batch and those who are admitted later are likely to be completely different.

Students like Ying Chanxi, who are at the level of academic genius, must have been the focus of attention of the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School from an early on.

"Look at Xixi. Even though it's vacation time, she's still studying hard every day." Lin Xiuhong turned her head to look at Li Luo and said so.

Li Luo sighed. He had become immune to his mother's "other people's children trick".

When he was a child, he would argue with his mother, but now he just said to Ying Chanxi: "My mother means that you are too tired to study like this, and you need to relax occasionally. You have to learn this from me."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Xiuhong and Ying Chanxi both looked at him with very strange expressions, probably wondering how Li Luo had the nerve to say such words.

"The fried noodles are here!" Li Guohong appeared at the right time and brought a bowl of fragrant fried noodles to Ying Chanxi.

Li Luo also scooped a bowl of light seaweed soup for Ying Chanxi.

Ying Chanxi picked up the chopsticks, took a sip of the seaweed soup to moisten his throat, and then began to taste it in small sips.

"Mom, the store shouldn't be busy in the afternoon, right?" Li Luo asked.

"You're not busy, what's wrong?"

"When she finished her noodles, I went home with her." Li Luo said, "Go home and catch up on some sleep." "Got it, go ahead."

So, after Ying Chanxi enjoyed the delicious meal, Li Luo followed her back to the community opposite.

While walking on the road, Li Luo glanced at the time and said to Ying Chanxi, "I'm going to go back and take a nap, and then I'll go to your house to play computer in the afternoon."

"Oh, okay." Ying Chanxi nodded and agreed.

"Want to play together?"

"I don't want to play." Ying Chanxi shook his head. "I have to prepare for my lessons. You can just play."

"Actually, what I just said was the truth."

"Ah?" Ying Chanxi was stunned for a moment, his expression a little confused, "What did you say?"

"I say." Li Luo glanced at her, "Occasionally you should relax and do something you like."

Ying Chanxi heard him say this and shook his head subconsciously: "No, I like to study."

Li Luo: “…”

After returning home, Li Luo took a nap and then strolled to Ying Chanxi's house.

Ying Chanxi gave the study room equipped with a computer to Li Luo, and he went back to the desk in his bedroom with his textbooks to study.

Although they didn't talk much the whole afternoon, Ying Chanxi felt much more at ease than he had in the morning.

Every half an hour, Ying Chanxi would take a break, stand up and stretch his body, then stroll over to the study to see what Li Luo was doing.

As a result, every time I approached the study, I could hear the crackling sound of the keyboard inside. When I really went in, I saw the screen of anime playing on the computer.

Ying Chanxi felt puzzled but did not ask any further questions. He thought that Li Luo was probably playing games but was afraid that he would secretly tell Aunt Lin later, so he always pretended to be watching anime.

So Ying Chanxi understood it tacitly and continued to study in the bedroom.

……

6 month 20 day.

Changning Wenyue Group, Qidian Chinese Network Editorial Department.

Qianzhou, the editor of the urban group, is reviewing the manuscript.

He has only been in office for a month this year and does not have many author resources. There are very few manuscripts submitted to the mailbox, so he can only recruit new authors from the pool of manuscripts submitted directly to the website.

Qianzhou might have to read more than twenty new books that have just been published, each of which has a few thousand to tens of thousands of words, before he can barely find one that meets the signing threshold.

It was almost lunch time, and just when he was about to fall asleep from reading, he suddenly saw a book on urban entertainment.

Read the first three chapters.

After traveling to a parallel world, all the music, literature, and film and television works that the protagonist is familiar with are no longer there.

As soon as he woke up after traveling through time, he appeared at the concert of a new rising diva and was chosen as a lucky audience member to sing a song on stage.

As a result, the protagonist has his own system, and a song of Dongfeng breaks the four seats...

The editor scanned the book very quickly. After roughly browsing the plot, Qianzhou immediately raised an eyebrow and read it again in detail.

The text is straightforward and simple, and the system settings are thrown out step by step as the plot progresses, without the bad habit of newcomers who are so impatient as to throw out all the settings at once.

The beginning of the plot is also quite gimmicky. The queen's concert is a blast at the beginning, and with the help of the golden finger, the main line is quickly introduced, the contradiction is resolved, the gains are summarized, the protagonist progresses, and the next stage...

Hmm... the pace of advancement is quite sophisticated.

Qianzhou read two more chapters and took another look at the author's pen name - Reignite.

never heard of that.

I guess it’s the pseudonym of some old author?

Rekindle, rekindle, doesn’t that mean living a second life?

It must be some old idiot who wants to be reborn using a pseudonym.

Maybe it's a frequent visitor of the eunuch.

Qianzhou thought so and immediately sent a signing invitation to the background of this book.

I have to sign this book quickly before other editors get their hands on it.

After all, he is a new editor. No matter what kind of old eunuch he is, as long as he can produce good results, that's enough.

However, the subsequent developments in this incident made him a little crazy.

From the time he discovered the book on the 20th, a whole week later, the author called Reignite still did not respond to his invitation to sign a contract!
Even the editor in the same group next door got ahold of this book. Because the book has not been signed yet, it is still lingering in the pool and was picked up by another editor.

So, without knowing it, several other editors also took turns sending signing invitations for this book in the past few days.

After there was no response for several days, a few editors mentioned it casually during dinner and chat, and then they realized that this author had actually ignored them!

After finishing his meal, Qianzhou returned to his seat. Unconvinced, he checked the author’s background information, found his QQ number, and took the initiative to add him as a friend.

In the afternoon, the friend request was finally approved.

Qianzhou immediately sent a message to explain the situation to the other party, and then asked why the other party refused to sign the contract.

result……

[Rekindle]: Sorry editor, I am a minor and I am still trying to convince my mother, otherwise I cannot sign the contract.

【Qianzhou】：???

(End of this chapter)