Chapter 27 Ying Chanxi's Luggage
Li Luo took some time to pack up Ying Chanxi's computer.

When I walked out of the study, I found Ying Chanxi was still packing up.

"Do you have so much luggage?" Li Luo walked into Ying Chanxi's bedroom and glanced at the floor.

Two large suitcases.

Three large cardboard boxes of the same size.

It completely occupied the aisle beside the bed, which made Li Luo stunned.

"It's not a lot, right?" Ying Chanxi sat on the bed, blinked innocently, and stuffed the folded clothes into the cardboard box, "I only took a few clothes."

"You call this a little bit?" Li Luo was shocked, and then couldn't help asking, "How can you wear all these clothes? Don't you wear school uniforms every day after school starts?"

"You don't wear clothes on the weekend?" Ying Chanxi glared at him.

"You don't need so much, do you?" Li Luo said speechlessly, "I only brought two sets of pajamas, and three sets of short-sleeved shirts and pants for summer, and nothing else."

He was too lazy to bring pajamas. After all, he often went to bed in short-sleeved shirts, so he didn't care whether they were pajamas or not.

It was only because Lin Xiuhong insisted on stuffing it into his suitcase that he had to take it with him.

Even with this, his suitcase couldn't even be filled.

As a result, when I came here to take a look at Ying Chanxi's luggage, I found that his clothes alone filled two suitcases and three large cardboard boxes.

Li Luo didn't know where she got so many clothes.

"That's because you've had a rough life." Ying Chanxi snorted, "Girls should still wear pretty clothes to feel good."

Although Ying Chanxi usually wears school uniform when going to school, he still wears his favorite clothes on weekends to keep a good mood.

Li Luo had never noticed this, whether before or after his rebirth.

It wasn't until I was packing my luggage now that I realized that a girl's wardrobe is really a bottomless pit.

Where on earth do all these clothes come from?

And this big doll!
Li Luo looked at the half-human-sized panda doll lying on the desk on the windowsill, which was wrapped in transparent plastic.

"Are you taking this with you?" Li Luo couldn't help but ask, "I remember this was given to you when you graduated from elementary school. Why are you still keeping it?"

"What is it to you!" Ying Chanxi snorted, then silently hid the small blanket that Li Luo gave her when she was a child under her butt, intending to secretly put it into the cardboard box later.

Just as Ying Chanxi continued to pack up, Li Luo's cell phone rang.

When he answered the phone, he thought it was his uncle who had arrived, but it turned out to be Zhao Rongjun.

"Hey, Li Luo, where are you?"

"I am home."

"Then why didn't you open your door when I knocked?"

"Oh, I'm across the street." Li Luo walked out of Ying Chanxi's bedroom, opened the door, and saw Zhao Rongjun. "You're here."

"I'm here." Zhao Rongjun nodded, then asked in confusion, "Is Ying Chanxi going to the stadium too?"

"There's no rush for the game." Li Luo coughed twice, "I have a more difficult task for you."

"What?" Zhao Rongjun became alert and subconsciously took a half step back, his hand already holding the handrail of the stairs going downstairs.

But Li Luo was even quicker, he grabbed Zhao Rongjun's arm with a smile, leaned close to him affectionately, and hugged his good brother.

"Didn't my dad tell me on the day of the graduation banquet? My family bought a house near the No. 1 Middle School and planned to let me move in before school starts."

"So?" Zhao Rongjun had already guessed something and asked with narrowed eyes.

"It's just right that you're here. Ying Chanxi and I have almost packed our luggage." Li Luo said shamelessly, "My uncle will drive over later. You can help us move the luggage down."

Zhao Rongjun was so annoyed that he couldn't help asking, "Then why did you ask me to play basketball yesterday?"

"It's all my mom's fault. She told me today that we were moving." Li Luo confidently praised his teammates, "Isn't this just in time?"

"You can help us move later, and we can take a ride to our new home to get familiar with the place."

"Then let's go to the basketball court of No. 1 Middle School."

"Can I go in on weekends?" Zhao Rongjun asked doubtfully.

"Aren't you wearing a school uniform?" Li Luo glanced at Zhao Rongjun's school uniform and thought that the boys were saving fabric by wearing school uniforms on weekends.

"You don't have a school uniform."

"I have the admission letter." Li Luo straightened his chest. "It shouldn't be a problem for freshmen to visit the school in advance, right?"

After hearing what Li Luo said, Zhao Rongjun reluctantly agreed: "Okay then."

"Good brother!" Li Luo patted Zhao Rongjun on the shoulder and was very satisfied with this free laborer in front of him.

Holding Zhao Rongjun's hand, Li Luo first moved his suitcase to the door, and then to the computer in the study opposite.

Then the two of them helped Ying Chanxi move out the packed suitcases and cardboard boxes.

When Ying Chanxi finally finished packing, Li Luo also received a call from his uncle at the right time.

"Hey! Xiao Luo, my car is parked downstairs of your house. I'll be right up."

"I got it, uncle. We have packed everything." Li Luo replied, then hung up the phone and called his mother.

"Hey?"

"Mom, we're leaving soon."

"Okay." Lin Xiuhong said on the other end of the phone, "Then I'll come over and join you."

Li Luo had just finished talking to his mother when he heard footsteps downstairs.

A mature and handsome figure appeared in the corridor.

Uncle Lin Xiufeng looked up and saw Li Luo, raised his eyebrows and smiled, then walked to the fourth floor with big strides, grabbed his head and rubbed it hard: "You've made it! You even got admitted to the First Affiliated High School."

"Not really." Li Luo said modestly, "It's just OK."

Lin Xiufeng is only 32 years old this year. He is thin, has long, messy hair, and a popular bullet head hairstyle. He wears military pants on the lower body and a simple white T-shirt on the upper body.

He looks very young. Anyone who sees him would probably think he is a guy in his twenties.

Li Luo's uncle is nine years older than Lin Xiuhong, so his grandparents can be considered to have a son late in life.

When his nephew was born, Lin Xiufeng was just over 17 years old, so Li Luo was brought up by his uncle and they had a very good relationship. However, when Lin Xiufeng got older, his family began to urge him to get married.

He felt impatient and went out of the province to work, not coming back for half a year.

It was not until he was over 30 that his grandparents were too lazy to urge him anymore and asked his elder sister Lin Xiuhong to call him back.

Now Lin Xiufeng works as a freight driver for a relative's company, driving a truck every day.

Before the graduation banquet, he was delivering goods in the next city, so he missed it.

However, because of his relationship with his relatives, he is usually not assigned too tiring work, and his working hours are mostly quite leisurely.

For example, today, Lin Xiufeng didn't have much goods to transport, so he drove a small van from the company to help his nephew move the luggage.

In Li Luo's impression, his uncle was still single until he was in his fifties, which made his grandparents very angry.

But he also really treated himself as a beloved junior, often taking him out to drink and eat skewers, and joked that after he died, all his belongings would be left to him.

Later, Lin Xiuhong fell seriously ill, and her uncle tried every possible means to collect money. In the end, he had very little money left, but he used it all to help his sister treat the illness.

So when he saw his uncle again, who was still as young and handsome as he is now, Li Luo couldn't help but have his eyes slightly red, but then he suppressed them.

At this time, Ying Chanxi and Zhao Rongjun on the side also greeted politely.

Lin Xiufeng laughed heartily and greeted the two children: "Xixi and I are very familiar with each other. When she was little, she always followed Xiaoluo around. Now she is so beautiful."

"And Xiaojun, you used to play basketball together every day, right? I was the one who taught you two how to play basketball."

When Lin Xiufeng was young, he traveled to other provinces for a few years. He was very outgoing and soon became friends with them.

While chatting, the four of them moved the luggage downstairs and put it into Lin Xiufeng's van.

Ying Chanxi was not very strong, so he was responsible for carrying his own and Li Luo's backpacks. The other three people ran up and down two or three times and took care of the remaining luggage.

Soon, Lin Xiuhong also rushed over from the breakfast shop, ready to go along.

"Have you packed your luggage? Did you forget anything?" Lin Xiuhong sat in the passenger seat and asked Li Luo and Ying Chanxi.

"Take everything with you. If you really need less, come back to get it later." Li Luo invited Zhao Rongjun to get in the car, and then he sat in the back seat.

Ying Chanxi came in last and closed the car door. Lin Xiufeng then started the car, stepped on the accelerator, drove out of Jincheng Community, and headed towards Bihai Lanting Community.

……

Yuhang No.1 Middle School.

The full name is Qianjiang University Yuhang City Affiliated No. 1 Middle School.

It is backed by Yinjiang River and next door is the main campus of Qianjiang University.

In the early years, the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School was an exclusive school for the children of the teachers and professors of Qianjiang University.

With the development of the economy and the expansion of compulsory education, the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School has gradually broken away from its original attributes as an affiliated middle school, and has gradually emerged among the high schools in Yuhang City by relying on high-quality teaching resources.

In last year's college entrance examination results, the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School ranked third in Yuhang City, only behind Yuhang No. 2 Middle School and Xuejun Middle School.

The number of students admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University exceeded double digits for the first time, reaching 11.

Qianjiang University also admitted 81 students.

There are also 985 students admitted from other 35 universities in other provinces.

The teaching results are quite fruitful.

The house that Li Guohong's family bought this time is located in the Bihai Lanting community, diagonally opposite the No. 12 Middle School Affiliated to the University, at 1, Unit 1502, Building .

Noon.

Xu Youyu, a student in Class 1, Grade 2 of the Affiliated No. 1 Middle School, changed into a white shirt and jeans, went downstairs to have lunch, and then strolled back to the rented house.

The whole house is about 150 square meters in size, and there is a large living room and balcony facing the door.

On the right hand side is a separate piano room, which was previously used by Li Luo's third uncle's cousin to practice the piano.

Later, when I stopped living here, I was too lazy to move the piano, so it has remained here. Now it can be considered as a gift directly to Li Luo's family.

On the left side of the door, first there is the kitchen, and then a small corridor.

There are four doors on both sides of the corridor, namely two bedrooms, a study and a bathroom.

The study was converted into a bedroom, but the space is relatively spacious.

Xu Youyu rented this study room, equipped it with a large desk, and installed a computer for himself.

At the end of the corridor is the master bedroom of the house, which also has a separate bathroom.

Xu Youyu went into the house, changed his slippers, then returned to his room and closed the door.

She sat down at her desk, rested her chest on it, sighed comfortably, then turned on her computer, went to Qidian Chinese website, and browsed the new book rankings.

Seeing that his "Literary Era" ranked 31st, Xu Youyu sighed slightly.

Then she logged into her QQ and saw the message the editor had sent her in the morning.

[Qianzhou]: Is Zaohuang here? I'd like to inform you that it will be available next Friday, so remember to save the manuscript.

Next Friday is August 8nd...Xu Youyu glanced at the date and saw that there was still half a month left before school started, so it would be better to save as many manuscripts as possible.

After all, starting from the second year of high school, schoolwork will become busier, and I can’t delay my studies because of writing online articles.

Thinking of this, Xu Youyu sent a message back to the editor.

【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】: Got it.

[Qianzhou]: The two people who stood out most under my supervision this time are you and Chongran, and both of you write about entertainment.

[Qianzhou]: I will ask Chongran later to see if you two can promote each other's chapter.

[Qianzhou]: Or you can just add each other as QQ friends. You are all of the same age and should be able to chat with each other.

Rekindled...Is he the author of the book "I'm Really Not a Star" which was published in Sanjiang at the same time as her?

Wait...Xu Youyu was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting.

What does peer mean?!

(End of this chapter)