Chapter 11 Li Luo's Fried Noodles

Sitting in front of the computer in Ying Chanxi's study, Li Luo's face looked a little helpless.

When I was planning to try to get back to my old job, I didn't think about this. I forgot that underage contracts require the consent of a guardian.

Although Li Luo has gone to the store to help every morning since the end of the high school entrance examination, he has greatly improved his rebellious image in the eyes of his parents.

But considering that the time for change was short, Li Luo did not rush into it and explained early on that he was trying to write online articles.

After all, the high school entrance examination results will be out tomorrow morning.

After his parents looked at the transcript, Li Luo felt that the chances of getting their approval would be greater.

As for why I wanted to write an urban entertainment novel... naturally it was because I only wrote about this subject when I wrote novels in my previous life.

Li Luo had thought about using the memory palace to find a popular online article and copy it to make a lot of money.

But after trying it, Li Luo realized that he was careless.

As we all know, when reading online articles, people basically read ten lines at a glance.

Sometimes, just by looking at the title, I know what the author is talking about in this chapter and I just skip it.

This led to... Li Luo recalled those popular works he had seen. Trying to use up his brainpower and energy to recall them was really asking for trouble.

As for the memory palace, the deeper the impression Li Luo had and the more carefully he looked at something, the less brain power he would consume when recalling it.

As for the novels for men, which were often several million words long, Li Luo used to read them hastily, and even if he only recalled a few thousand words every day, his brain would feel like it was about to explode.

But the good news is that Li Luo’s own level is still okay.

Although it is impossible to copy it word for word, Li Luo, a former insider in the industry, can still handle many key plot and routine designs.

Especially in 2014, there are not many outstanding works in the field of urban entertainment.

Those who can write about achievements either have a background in Chinese entertainment or the currently popular Korean entertainment.

There are not many clues about the entertainment novel with a fictional background and parallel world at this time.

Within the urban theme, the most popular type at the moment is still the urban fantasy style, or cool stories like "The Soldier King Goes Down the Mountain" and "The Wonderful Chinese Medicine Doctor", as well as those officialdom stories.

But Li Luo remembers very clearly that in the second half of this year, a magical book of cultural entertainment will be released, and in the following few years, it will become popular all over the Internet.

So Li Luo didn't think about anything else and typed the title of his book on the computer screen - "I'm Really Not a Star".

There is no idea of ​​making big money.

As long as I could have a little more pocket money every month when I was in high school, I could live a comfortable life.

With such a simple idea, Li Luo successfully received signing invitations from several editors, and one editor even took the initiative to add him as a QQ friend.

[Qianzhou]: So...how old are you now?

Qianzhou, who was far away in Changning City, looked at the computer screen in front of him with an expression like an old man looking at his phone, and was very suspicious whether the guy opposite him was fooling him.

[Rekindle]: I am 15 years old this year, and if my birthday is in the second half of the year, I will be 16 years old.

[Qianzhou]: Are you sure you are not kidding?

[Rekindled]: It’s absolutely true, editor. If you wait a few more days, I should be able to convince my mother.

[Qianzhou]: Have you ever written a novel before?

【Rekindle】: No.

[Qianzhou]: Did you write the beginning of this article yourself?

【Reignite】：I wrote it myself.

Qianzhou looked at the chat records on QQ and fell into deep thought for a moment.

The plot content and writing rhythm of this book "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" kept circling in my mind.

Finally, he thought, is it possible that there really are such things as gifted monsters in this world?
How could a 15-year-old child be able to write about the social ways and work styles of the protagonist in the book?

He would believe it even if you told him it was written by a 35-year-old greasy middle-aged man!

[Qianzhou]: If this is true, then you should have a good talk with your mother.

[Qianzhou]: In any case, whether you agree or not, just tell me when the time comes.

[Qianzhou]: If your mother has any questions, she can come to me.

[Reignite]: Okay, thank you editor.

After dealing with the editor, Li Luo continued typing on the keyboard.

The memory palace was running at high speed, providing him with various materials and plot lines, and the content of the novel poured out like flowing water.

After returning home in the evening and eating a few bites of food, he immediately went back to Ying Chanxi's study to continue working.

Until about 8:30 in the evening.

There was a sound of the door opening at the door.

Ying Chanxi came to the study room from the door, carrying his schoolbag and wearing slippers, and saw Li Luo watching anime intently.

"You won't spend the whole day playing on the computer at my house again, will you?" Ying Chanxi put his schoolbag on the sofa, then walked into the study room and said helplessly, "You finally agreed to study before, so you'd better take advantage of the summer vacation to preview the high school textbooks."

Li Luo pressed the pause button, turned his head and looked at Ying Chanxi who had just returned from the summer vacation advance class of the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School, and laughed: "Dear Miss Ying Chanxi, may I ask, what is the purpose of the country's establishment of summer vacation?"

"Hmm..." Ying Chanxi hesitated for a long time after being asked, and finally said, "Give students a holiday to rest?"

"That's right." Li Luo snapped his fingers, stood up from the chair, pushed Ying Chanxi's shoulders and sat on the sofa in the living room.

Then he walked behind the sofa and massaged Ying Chanxi's shoulders, saying, "As the saying goes, it's a good idea to combine work and rest. After the hard work of the last semester of the third year of junior high school, summer vacation should be a time for students to relax."

"How's the intensity?"

"Heavier or lighter?" "Hmm..." Ying Chanxi closed his eyes and enjoyed Li Luo's service for a while, "Just right, but..."

Just when Ying Chanxi was about to refute Li Luo, her stomach started to make a gurgling sound.

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and immediately laughed: "Look, this is because you didn't relax and rest well. You made me hungry."

Ying Chanxi blushed, covered her stomach and said with a stern face, "I'm not hungry."

"Would you like some fried noodles?" Li Luo stopped what he was doing, walked into the kitchen, looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, and then asked.

"It's so late now, it's not good to trouble your father again." Ying Chanxi shook his head quickly, "I'll just eat a piece of bread to fill my stomach."

"Are you questioning my cooking skills?" Li Luo took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and winked at Ying Chanxi. "Does my dad really need to help with just fried noodles?"

"You do it yourself?" Ying Chanxi opened his eyes slightly wide and asked in surprise, "Can you do it?"

"You are challenging a man's bottom line." Li Luo sneered and slammed the refrigerator door shut. "Wait in the living room."

After saying that, he closed the sliding door of the kitchen.

Ying Chanxi blinked, still a little unresponsive.

But after a while, the sound of a kitchen knife chopping on the chopping board came from the kitchen.

Then, the tempting sound of fried noodles being stir-fried in the iron pan could be heard.

In less than ten minutes, two bowls of hot and fragrant fried noodles were brought out from the kitchen by Li Luo.

Ying Chanxi sat down at the dining table, looking at the bowl of steaming and fragrant fried noodles in front of him, and was speechless for a moment.

"Eat." Li Luo handed her the chopsticks and sat opposite Ying Chanxi. He didn't bother to be polite with her and just ate with a big mouthful. He said vaguely while eating, "Try my cooking skills. It's definitely not worse than my dad's."

"Yeah." Ying Chanxi picked up the chopsticks, raised his head subconsciously, glanced at Li Luo, then turned his head and looked around.

There was no one else in the empty living room, and Dad's bedroom had been dark for more than half a month.

The light in the study was lit by Li Luo, and the light in the kitchen was also on.

No family around, but...

Feeling disappointed yet somewhat relieved, Ying Chanxi turned his gaze back to Li Luo, then lowered his head and took a small bite of the fried noodles.

really tasty.

"It tastes better than what my uncle made." Ying Chanxi rested her feet on the crossbar of the chair, enjoying the delicious midnight snack in a quiet and graceful manner, and praised Li Luo in a low voice.

"You have good taste." Li Luo chuckled proudly twice, and then reminded quietly, "But don't tell this to my dad."

"Haha~" Ying Chanxi was amused by him, "Are you afraid that your uncle will be dissatisfied if he finds out?"

"I'm afraid that if he knows that he is not as strong as his son, his faith may be broken."

"You're out of breath after I praised you for a few words." Ying Chanxi rolled his eyes at him, "But when did you learn how to stir-fry noodles? I've never seen you cook before."

"There are so many things you haven't seen." Li Luo ate quickly and cleared the bowl clean. He stood up and stretched, "I'll make fried noodles, you wash the dishes, I'm going to play on the computer."

"Got it." Ying Chanxi nodded in agreement, and then reminded, "You can only play until ten o'clock."

"OK OK."

After eating the fried noodles, Ying Chanxi got up to clean up the dishes, went into the kitchen to wash them, and then went to take a shower.

Originally, he wanted to continue studying for a while after taking a shower, but Ying Chanxi thought of what Li Luo had said before. After hesitating for a while, he temporarily gave up the idea and walked into the study.

Ying Chanxi moved a stool to sit next to Li Luo, looked at the cartoon on the computer screen, and then asked: "Tomorrow, the 28th, the high school entrance examination results will be available at am. Aren't you nervous now?"

"Why are you so nervous?" Li Luo asked, "Just wait for me at the First Affiliated Hospital."

Seeing that he was still very confident at the last minute, Ying Chanxi became more suspicious: "You didn't start asking Zhao Rongjun to review for you very early, did you? Are you really sure you can get into the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School?"

"Why did I lie to you?"

Hearing Li Luo say this at this juncture, Ying Chanxi, who originally had no expectations of him, inexplicably felt his heart beating faster.

Could it be that... when we get to high school, will Li Luo and I still have a chance to stay in the same school?
Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi suddenly became nervous and began to look forward to the release of tomorrow's high school entrance examination results.

"How about playing some games?" Li Luo closed the animation, opened the web page, and searched for 4399 mini games. "Ice and Fire Forest, do you know how to play it?"

"You underestimate me." Ying Chanxi moved his stool and leaned towards Li Luo, their arms were put together, "I just don't play normally, it's not like I don't know how to play."

"Why didn't you continue studying today? Why did you come to play computer games with me?"

"Didn't someone say that we should combine work with rest and relax appropriately?"

"As expected of Yucai's number one academic genius, he learns quickly."

The two of them started bickering with each other and soon got into the game.

As a result, Ying Chanxi's hands shook several times, and the Ice Girl he was controlling evaporated directly in a sea of ​​magma and fire.

"Can you do it?" Li Luo looked at her doubtfully.

"Stop arguing." Ying Chanxi pouted. "It's all your fault for saying you could get into the Affiliated High School No. 1. Now my mind is full of your high school entrance exam results. I'm so nervous."

"My grades, why are you so nervous?"

"If you pass the exam, we will be in the same school again." Ying Chanxi looked at Li Luo with eyes wide open and said seriously, "If you work harder in high school, maybe you can get into Qianjiang University with me?"

"You think highly of me." Li Luo laughed. "At Qianjiang University, even among the students of the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School, only the top 50 students in the school have the opportunity to get in every year, right?"

"Everyone should have dreams." Ying Chanxi's eyes sparkled as he stared at Li Luo and said, "If you can really get into the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School, I think Qianjiang University will not be a problem."

"I feel like you have more confidence than I do."

(End of this chapter)