Chapter 224 Xixi, I'm playing games
In the evening, after dinner, Xu Youyu touched his bulging belly and followed Li Luo back to the hotel with satisfaction.

It was already six o'clock in the evening when they finished visiting the West Lake. Now they took a taxi to a high-end Western restaurant a few kilometers away. After the round trip, they finally returned at around eight o'clock in the evening.

Qianzhou waited at the hotel entrance, and only felt relieved after confirming that the two minors were fine.

"What did you do this afternoon?"

"Visiting West Lake." Li Luo said.

"You locals also like to visit West Lake?" Qianzhou asked curiously, "I thought you would have been tired of visiting local scenic spots like this."

"Didn't the editor go shopping this afternoon?" Li Luo asked back.

"I'm very busy." Qianzhou waved his hand. "Don't think that I'm here to accompany you to the symposium now. I usually have to deal with many other authors' matters online, and I have to find time to review manuscripts. How can I have time to go out and hang out?"

"You've worked so hard." Li Luo patted his shoulder, "How about I treat you to a midnight snack in the early morning?"

"Forget it, forget it. You still have a meeting tomorrow." Qianzhou said, "Let's have dinner again after the meeting tomorrow. Then I have to catch the high-speed train back to Changning."

"Are you in such a hurry to go back? Won't the hotel keep you there until the 9th?"

"The 9th is already Monday, big brother." Qianzhou rolled his eyes, "You high school students have already had winter vacation, but we workers still have to go to work, okay?"

"How pitiful." Xu Youyu sighed from the side.

"When you enter society in the future, you will also be able to understand this pity." Qianzhou said with a twitch of his mouth.

"That shouldn't be the case." Li Luo smiled, "Let others experience it. I won't experience it."

After all, Li Luo had enjoyed this kind of experience in his previous life, so it would be better not to experience it a second time if he had to do it again in this life.

"Tsk...that's right." Qianzhou thought of Li Luo's current monthly royalty of more than 300,000 yuan, and couldn't help but envy him, "When you graduate from high school, if you can write this book for two or three years, you will be financially independent, and you won't even need to work."

"It's all thanks to you, the editor."

"Come on, I still have some self-awareness. At most, I just provided you with a little insignificant help." Qianzhou laughed, "After all, Yuan Wanqing agreed to cooperate with the interview because of your face."

“To get to where you are now, your own hard work and talent are the most important.”

"Of course, don't be too proud. Maintaining a stable mentality is the most important thing."

"I've heard a lot of gossip since I entered the industry. After some big names suddenly made millions, their entire view of money changed drastically."

"After I got used to spending lavishly, I used up all my previous savings on popular books. Then, my books kept failing, and not only did I not make any money, but I also quickly squandered the millions I had earned before. My consumption mindset didn't change for a while, and my life became even worse than before."

"You are still young, I hope you can take it slow and steady. I am counting on you to become the youngest platinum writer at Qidian."

Li Luo himself didn't care much about whether he was platinum or not. After being praised by Qianzhou, he immediately became humble.

If it was true that he wrote a book called "I'm Really Not a Star" when he was 16 years old and earned hundreds of thousands of dollars a month, then Li Luo might really become inflated.

But Li Luo, who possesses a 35-year-old soul, does not have this hidden danger after his rebirth.

Although I never made so much money in one go in my previous life, at least I earned 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month in royalties from writing books.

Later, he started a short drama business and received 700,000 to 800,000 yuan in investment from Xu Youyu.

At least with this level of income and cash, Li Luo can still remain calm.

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I just want to make sure you two are okay." Qianzhou led the two into the hotel lobby and took the elevator all the way up. "Tomorrow morning, it will still be 8:30. We will have a meeting in today's conference hall."

"However, in addition to the authors from our online writers' association, we also invited some well-known people from the writers' association to come and give speeches and exchange ideas."

"Of course, the tone of voice of the people who are involved in traditional literature over there may not be very pleasant, so you just need to listen to some of their words and don't take them to heart."

"The afternoon will be similar to the exchange meeting this morning. First, there will be an award ceremony for your essay contest, and then there will be free exchange time."

"There will be a buffet dinner at a nearby restaurant in the evening. After you and I finish the meal, we will catch the high-speed train."

After discussing tomorrow's arrangements, the elevator arrived at the eighth floor of the hotel. Qianzhou walked out of the elevator and said goodbye, and Li Luo and Xu Youyu returned to their room on the ninth floor.

After everyone went into their rooms, Li Luo stretched, took a hot bath in the bathroom, turned on the air conditioner in the room, put on a bathrobe, and went to the desk, ready to start typing.

As a result, after I had been writing for just ten minutes, there was a knock on the door.

Li Luo opened the door and saw Xu Youyu in pajamas, with wet long hair hanging down, smiling at him: "Hello~ I'm here again."

Li Luo sighed when he saw the senior student: "It's not even nine o'clock yet, there's plenty of time to write, there's no need to come to my place again, right?"

"You talk too much." Xu Youyu squeezed in from the corridor outside and put his notebook next to Li Luo's computer. "I can blow-dry my hair myself. I won't bother you today."

"But sitting next to you does help improve my typing efficiency."

"If I can finish today's work earlier, I can still write more for tomorrow. After all, I have something to do tomorrow afternoon, so I'd better save some manuscripts just in case."

"Okay." Li Luo couldn't do anything about her, but he didn't let Xu Youyu blow-dry her hair herself.

After taking out the hair dryer from the bathroom, Li Luo saw Xu Youyu reaching out to him to take it. He shook his head and motioned for her to sit down. Then he stood behind Xu Youyu, turned on the hair dryer, and lifted her long hair.

"You type, I'll do the blowing."

"Thank you~ Brother, you are so nice~"

"...If you say anything more, just blow it yourself."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm going to start typing!" Xu Youyu sat cross-legged obediently, looking at the notebook screen seriously, feeling the hot wind blowing on his long hair behind his head, and soon entered the typing state.

Maybe it was because today's collection of materials was very fruitful, Xu Youyu's snapping sounds never stopped, and the writing progress tonight was very smooth.

Li Luo dried her hair for more than ten minutes and watched the number of words she wrote increase from dozens to more than a thousand.

To be honest, under normal circumstances, if Xu Youyu wants to write this number of words, he usually has to think about it for more than half an hour.

If I'm slow, it will take me about an hour to finish.

Today, it only took ten minutes.

Stimulated by Xu Youyu's typing, Li Luo immediately pulled out a chair and sat next to Xu Youyu after blow-drying her hair, then opened the typing software and started working.

Around ten o'clock, Xu Youyu stretched out his body and finished the second chapter of the day.

However, after this chapter was sent out, Xu Youyu did not stop. Instead, he continued typing while his hand was in hot form tonight.

Just at this moment, the QQ avatar in the lower right corner of Li Luo's computer screen began to flash.

Li Luo clicked it and found that it was a message from Ying Chanxi.

[Ying Chanxi]: Guess where I am now?

【Li Luo】：Where?

[Ying Chanxi]: I’ve already arrived in London~Look!

【Ying Chanxi】: (Picture) (Picture) (Picture)
[Ying Chanxi]: This is Big Ben!
[Ying Chanxi]: When we were in junior high school, we watched Detective Conan's The Phantom of Baker Street together, and this place was in it.

[Li Luo]: Well, it’s spectacular.

[Ying Chanxi]: Are you free now? I have to visit some attractions this afternoon. My dad is so boring. Can you talk to me for a while?

[Li Luo]: Voice?
When asked by Ying Chanxi, Li Luo subconsciously glanced at Xu Youyu beside him.

[Ying Chanxi]: Yes, just like the previous two days, but it ended before midnight there, so it won’t affect your rest.

[Li Luo]: Then wait for me for a few minutes and finish this game.

[Ying Chanxi]: Okay.

"Senior."

"Ok?"

"To discuss something." "What's the matter?"

"Xixi wants to talk to me, it will probably take quite a while, why don't you go back first?"

"Oh?" Xu Youyu heard this and briefly stopped typing. He came over to Li Luo and took a look. "Xixi has gone to London."

"Yeah." Li Luo nodded and said, "If we talk on the phone, it will probably disturb you."

"It's okay, just wait a moment." Xu Youyu stood up and walked quickly out of Li Luo's room. After a while, he came back with something and threw it into Li Luo's arms.

Li Luo looked down and found that it was a headset.

"Put it on. It won't have any effect." Xu Youyu sat cross-legged on the chair again. "You talk about your things, and I'll write about mine."

"Okay, then don't make any noise later." Li Luo took the headphones and reminded Xu Youyu.

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Xu Youyu made an OK gesture and then started typing.

Li Luo, who was standing by, plugged his headphones into his laptop, put them on, and connected with Ying Chanxi. "Hello, can you hear me?"

"Yeah, I can hear you~" Ying Chanxi's excited voice came from the other end of QQ, "Are you home now?"

"Yes, yes." Li Luo replied guiltily, "I'm playing games."

"Then go ahead and play. It's okay." Ying Chanxi said happily, "I just chat with you occasionally. I have to accompany my dad to visit tourist attractions."

"Row."

The two people had a tacit understanding and kept the communication open.

Ying Chanxi in London was visiting tourist attractions, chatting with Ying Zhicheng from time to time. Occasionally, when he encountered something new and interesting, he would share it with Li Luo.

Li Luo also responded with "hmm" and "ah" sounds, and continued typing while talking to Ying Chanxi.

Originally, everything was peaceful like this and we could get away with it.

But when Li Luo was typing and chatting, he suddenly felt his hand being held.

This made Li Luo stunned for a moment. He looked down and saw Xu Youyu secretly reaching out his hand. Not only did he hold his hand, but he also spread his fingers apart, interlocked their fingers, and stroked and savored them carefully.

"Fuck! What are you doing?"

Li Luo cursed subconsciously, then realized that he was still on a voice call, and his brain suddenly froze.

"What's wrong?" Ying Chanxi asked with concern, "What's going on over there?"

"No, nothing." Li Luo was sweating profusely. He didn't care about the hand held by the senior sister and hurriedly explained, "I was ambushed in the game. I was scared."

"Oh, I see." Ying Chanxi nodded, "Then try your best to fight back."

"Um……"

Fight back...How do I fight back?
Li Luo turned his head to look at Xu Youyu and found that she was thinking with her eyes closed, muttering silently, which was completely a state of enlightenment.

When he had touched almost everything, Xu Youyu opened his eyes, withdrew his hands, and then began to dance on the keyboard.

Obviously, he suddenly stretched out his hand just now just to get material.

Especially after entering the typing state, Xu Youyu was completely in a state of selflessness, and probably forgot that Li Luo was still on the phone with Ying Chanxi.

When I was writing about the daily details of the hero and heroine in the book, I was a little stuck, so I subconsciously held Li Luo's hand to look for inspiration.

Li Luo did not doubt Xu Youyu's thoughts.

After all, he had seen Xu Youyu in this state many times in his previous life.

Once she starts typing, she will basically devote herself to the story, her whole spirit is focused on playing multiple roles, a storm is blowing in her brain, and she is constantly deducing the plot.

This is also the reason why Xu Youyu sometimes likes to drink a little wine before writing.

Because that feeling of being slightly tipsy can make her enter that mysterious state.

For Xu Youyu, if she can get into this typing state, writing a book will be a very enjoyable thing for her.

Each character collides with each other in the mind, and every collision and the sparks that splash out will turn into one wonderful plot after another.

It just makes Li Luo suffer.

While chatting with Ying Chanxi and typing, I also had to guard against occasional sneak attacks from my senior schoolmate.

It was really torture.

Fortunately, Xu Youyu didn't make any sound while typing.

When it was almost dawn, Ying Chanxi said good night to Li Luo contentedly and hung up the voice call.

Xu Youyu next to him also successfully finished writing a chapter, and the number of words in his manuscript officially exceeded 2000 words!

"Haha~ I also have a collection of manuscripts~"

"Great, great." Li Luo clapped his hands and encouraged, "Try to be like me and save 20 words."

Upon hearing this, Xu Youyu immediately rolled his eyes at him: "Pervert, stop talking, it's annoying."

"I already have 130,000 manuscripts saved."

"Ahhh! I don't want to listen!" Xu Youyu threw himself on Li Luo's bed, covering his ears and tossing and turning. "Shut up! Don't say that again!"

"Alright, alright." After showing off his saved manuscripts, Li Luo waved his hand and reminded, "It's already late, go back to bed."

"Got it~" Xu Youyu had obtained enough materials today, which should last her for a while. She had no intention of staying with Li Luo any longer. She stood up, patted her butt, picked up her laptop and headphones, and walked out.

Li Luo walked her out of the room and watched Xu Youyu open the door to the next room.

"Good night then, junior~" Xu Youyu waved to Li Luo and said with a smile, "I had a lot of fun this afternoon. If there is a chance next time, let's collect materials together again."

"Do you want a next time?"

"Why not?" Xu Youyu blinked. "I saw you wrote about Jiang Mingyue today? You seemed to be writing very enthusiastically. You didn't even thank me?"

Li Luo: “……?”

"You...did you just peek at what I wrote?"

"My eyesight is pretty good, I accidentally saw it, hehe." Xu Youyu said with a sly smile, "Oh, right, it's D. There's no need to let the protagonist guess, I'll just tell you the answer directly."

"Thank you so much..." Li Luo said gritting his teeth.

"You're welcome. If you need any material in the future, please let me know. I'm happy to help." Xu Youyu smiled happily and finally walked into the room, but still stuck his head out and said to Li Luo, "Of course, if I want to get some material, I will also ask you for help. We are mutually beneficial. It's reasonable, right?"

When Li Luo heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, but the words of rejection just came to his lips, but he was a little unable to say it.

After all, when he was writing today, he did rely on the inspiration from today's material and added a lot of words... Well, no, it should be that he wrote a lot of wonderful daily interactions.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Xu Youyu waved at him, "This time it's really good night, bye~"

Li Luo sighed deeply and waved to Xu Youyu: "Good night, go to bed early, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"I know~ Remember to call me, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up."

"Can't you set a few more alarms?"

"Why not use a manual alarm clock?"

They had already said good night to each other, but they still kept chatting without closing the door.

After arguing at their respective doors for more than ten minutes, the two finally went back to their respective rooms to prepare for sleep and prepare for tomorrow's symposium meeting.

(End of this chapter)