Chapter 353 Sleeping with a big quilt
In the first week of school, after the entrance exam, the clubs started recruiting new members for the new semester.

The second-year club members have been busy at the stalls these days, providing their own strength for the club.

only……

"Li Luo, why are there so many?" Yan Zhusheng looked at the large mass of white in front of him with a confused look on his face.

"Isn't it because you squeezed them all out?" Li Luo laughed helplessly and sighed, "Senior Niu said that you will be the president of the Rock Club in the future, so it's best for you to choose the members yourself and pick some people who you think meet your requirements to join the club."

In front of Yan Zhusheng was a thick stack of registration forms.

Compared with the registration form that Niu Qingling received last year, this form is at least five or six times thicker, with a total of more than sixty applicants.

Yan Zhusheng looked at the thick stack of application forms, and a distressed expression suddenly appeared on his face. He scratched his head and looked at Li Luo, asking for help in his eyes: "Then I will give you the position of president, okay? You choose the person."

"I'm ready to take over the position of president of the literature club." Li Luo spread his hands and said, "You'd better look at the watch honestly."

"Li Luo, you are so capable, it won't be a problem for you to serve as the president for another term, right?" Yan Zhusheng said seriously.

"Don't think about being lazy." Li Luo rolled his eyes, then sighed and took half of the form from Yan Zhusheng. "I'll help you look at it, but you have to choose it yourself."

"Sure."

After spending most of the evening self-study class, the two of them picked out about seven people and finally determined the new members of the rock club.

A drummer, two keyboardists, a bassist, and three guitarists.

The guitarists themselves didn’t need that many, but two of them said they were good singers too.

After Li Luo, Yan Zhusheng and Xie Shuchen retire next year, even if the next batch of newcomers are of mixed quality, the second-year students alone will be enough to form a band to hold the fort.

Among them, Li Luo tried his best to select candidates from the parallel classes to avoid the situation like last year, where there were enough people but they had to give up the performance because they had to participate in the competition.

"They said each person would read half, but in the end I read most of it." Li Luo rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "You are really not competent as a president."

"Then I'll appoint you as the acting president." Yan Zhusheng said seriously, "When you're not here, I'm the president, and when you're here, you're the president."

Li Luo: "...Do you have any misunderstanding about the term "acting president"? You got it completely wrong."

"Then you are the vice president." Yan Zhusheng said, "Just like Xixi is the vice monitor, as the president, you have to do whatever I tell you to do."

"The vice president is usually chosen from the freshmen in the first year of high school." Li Luo said speechlessly, "It's just that because there are so few people in our rock club, we don't even have a vice president."

"I will be the president soon. I have the final say in the rock club." Yan Zhusheng said with a tense face, "If I say you are the vice president, then you are. From now on, you have to listen to me."

"Okay, okay, that's it, huh?" Li Luo laughed, "You are also the sports commissioner of our class, so you have to listen to the monitor, right?"

"Then listen to you in class and listen to me in the rock club."

"You are quite good at calculating."

……

It was the second evening self-study session, when there were still ten minutes left before the end of get out of class.

Li Luo was poked on the waist by Yan Zhusheng, so Li Luo reached out and poked Ying Chanxi on the back.

Not long after that, three people were missing from the class.

Because everyone was in the back row, not many people noticed what happened.

But Liu Shaowen had obviously discovered it a long time ago.

"Haven't you noticed?" Liu Shaowen poked his deskmate Liao Hailin's arm. "In recent days, during the second period of evening self-study, why does Ying Chanxi always leave the classroom with Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng, and only come back when the get out of class is almost over?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Liao Hailin was speechless. "If you are curious, why don't you just ask directly? The three of them went out, it can't be that they were going on a tryst, right?"

"That's definitely impossible." Liu Shaowen said, "But it doesn't feel good to ask directly."

"Then hurry up and do your homework."

While Liu Shaowen was still confused, the people in Class 8 noticed this scene and had already become accustomed to it.

Especially some people who were familiar with the Bible of Class 8 smiled knowingly at this scene, thinking that the class monitor really knew how to have fun.

In the book at least, he develops his relationship with the three female protagonists separately, but now he has been in and out of the class with two girls.

All we can say is that novels reflect reality, and reality is sometimes even more outrageous than novels.

"Xixi, here."

On the playground, Yan Zhusheng took the initiative to take the earphones that Ying Chanxi gave her, put one into her ear, and put the other into her own ear.

As for Li Luo, he has lost Yan Zhusheng's exclusive favor these days, and he basically no longer enjoys the treatment of music accompaniment when he runs at night.

Now he can only get one earphone when he takes a nap, and at night it is occupied by Ying Chanxi.

It has to be said that Yan Zhusheng also knows how to treat everyone equally.

"Tonight we have Aunt Yuan's show. It's the eighth episode, right?" After running, Ying Chanxi panted slightly and followed Li Luo towards the teaching building. Then he said, "Would you like to watch it together when we get home tonight?"

"Okay." Li Luo nodded, "But I still have to write. I'll take my notebook to the desk in the living room and write, and then I'll watch TV with you guys."

"Why don't we go to your room to keep you company?" Yan Zhusheng suggested, tilting his head. "Mango TV also has recorded broadcasts, and you can drag the progress bar and start watching from the beginning."

"What Zhu Sheng said makes sense." Ying Chanxi nodded in agreement when he heard that he could go to Li Luo's room to watch the show. "And since Mango TV can drag the progress bar, we can take a shower first and then watch it."

"Yeah." Yan Zhusheng also nodded, "Li Luo can type first, and then we can look at it together after he finishes typing. What do you think, Xixi?"

"I agree." Ying Chanxi looked at Li Luo, "What about you?"

Watching the two of them working together so smoothly and in perfect harmony, Li Luo fell silent for a moment, still not understanding why they had to come to his room to watch the show together.

But the two had already made up their minds, and it was probably useless for Li Luo to refuse, so he had to nod and agree, "Then I can't read it too late, I will try to write faster at night."

"It's okay. Quality is the most important thing." Ying Chanxi said quickly, "First, complete today's coding task with quality and quantity. Tomorrow is Saturday anyway, and there are self-study classes, so it doesn't matter if you sleep in a little late."

"Yes." Yan Zhusheng nodded in agreement, "It doesn't matter if it's a little later."

Li Luo looked at them with suspicion. He felt that these two guys had other intentions and didn't really want to watch the show.

……

After the second evening self-study get out of class.

Li Luo and the other two packed their schoolbags, went downstairs together, and met Xu Youyu on Houde Road. The four of them walked towards Bihai Lanting.

When he returned to 1502, Xu Youyu threw his schoolbag on the sofa and ran to the bathroom, winking at Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng: "I'll wait for you in the bathroom~"

After a few days of adaptation since school started, the girls have become accustomed to taking a bath together.

Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng had no objections. They put away their schoolbags obediently, put on their change of pajamas, and followed into the bathroom one after another.

When Li Luo saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh, thinking that Teacher Tony would have to be online on time tonight.

It was around nine o'clock in the evening, after blow-drying the hair of the three girls, that Li Luo finally sat back in his chair. After uploading the new chapter that he had collaborated on with Yuan Wanqing tonight, he started typing.

Except for Xu Youyu who returned to his bedroom and had to write updates at night, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng had no intention of leaving. Instead, they climbed onto Li Luo's bed.

The two of them were lying together on the bed, covered with a quilt, with their backs resting on pillows standing at the head of the bed, and a laptop on their legs. After asking Li Luo to help plug in the charger, Yan Zhusheng also took out a Bluetooth headset.

Each of them put on one, Ying Chanxi found some music to play, and then took out the manuscript of "Little Joy" that Li Luo had saved on the computer, and he and Yan Zhusheng read it with relish.

"Just type first, and tell us when you're done." Ying Chanxi said on the bed.

Seeing his bed being occupied, Li Luo sighed, already having a premonition of the battle tonight.

Looks like I won’t have to go for a morning run tomorrow.

The two delicate girls were lying on their beds watching TV series. Li Luo was sitting at the desk next to them. It took him a lot of effort to concentrate on typing.

Now his coding tasks are roughly divided into three parts.

One is the subsequent drafts of "I'm Really Not a Celebrity", which have now advanced to more than 300,000 words. The plot of the variety show "I Am a Singer" has actually been completed in the drafts.

The second is to make targeted modifications to the plots in recent drafts. After all, if you want to achieve the effect of linking reality and fiction, it is best to stick to the real situation as much as possible while being slightly higher than reality.

On this basis, Li Luo needs to make fine adjustments to the subsequent updated content based on the specific broadcast situation of each episode.

The other three are the manuscripts of Little Joy.

This part is quite easy. You just need to reproduce the text of the TV series downloaded in your mind and then write it in the form of a novel.

In just a few days, he had already finished tens of thousands of words.

The plot just wrote that at the senior high school oath-taking ceremony, Qiao Yingzi and her mother had an argument over "which university to write on the wishing balloon", and finally the balloon was accidentally burst in full view of everyone.

While Li Luo was typing, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng were reading the novel he wrote on the bed.

They both watch "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" every day, so now they can only read this novel written by Li Luoxin to relieve their boredom.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but once you look at it, you will be caught up in the thoughts of both of them.

I have to say that the plot arrangement of the drama "Little Joy" is still very good.

Almost every step involves the building of surprises, contradictions, interpersonal relationships, and then to the analysis of the problem, the angles and plans for solving it, and finally the problem is satisfactorily solved, while at the same time leading to new surprises and contradictions.

The arrangement of each of these plots is basically stuck on the rhythm point.

Whether from the perspective of the screenwriter or the author, this is a very high-quality work.

Apart from the fact that the setting of the original TV series with three families in the capital is somewhat easy to criticize, there are not many other shortcomings.

In this regard, Li Luo made some slight modifications, making the conditions of the three families slightly worse. Then, using Yuhang City as the background, he took some elements of the No. 1 Affiliated Middle School and the high school in his previous life and made certain modifications.

At least it makes the backgrounds of the three families look more down-to-earth.

The father of a family works in a government agency, but the setting was changed from the district head of the capital to a section chief in Yinjiang District.

The father of a family is a wealthy boss and the mother owns several houses, so the financial resources in this area have to be reduced.

Finally, there is the protagonist’s family, which does not require too many changes. Li Luo simply made some changes based on his own family background, and then inserted it into the plot and made certain adjustments.

In this way, it is somewhat more down-to-earth.

At least it’s not as exaggerated as in the original book.

Otherwise, when the audience watches the TV series, they will think that these three families are busy preparing for their children's college entrance examinations, and there are so many accidents happening frequently. They must be very hard-working.

When I came to my senses, I thought about it again. The actual conditions of these three families, if compared with the whole country, are all in the upper class. Why should I empathize with them? This is too distracting.

But putting this aside, the TV series itself is excellent enough.

Especially taking the college entrance examination as the topic, there is enough emotional resonance across the country.

Ying Chanxi, who was lying on the bed, felt his heart tighten when he read the plot where Qiao Yingzi had an argument with her mother and the wishing balloon was accidentally burst.

When I turned back, I realized I had already finished reading it.

The plot came to an abrupt end here, and Ying Chanxi felt like something was stuck in his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Li Luo!"

"What's wrong?"

"Is there anything else after Little Joy? After popping the balloon, is she going to cry?"

"Hey...don't worry, I'm writing."

"Okay." Ying Chanxi didn't bother Li Luo anymore. He turned around and looked at Yan Zhusheng again. Seeing that she didn't react, he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Isn't Zhusheng uncomfortable?"

"It's not hard." Yan Zhusheng shook his head. "My mother would definitely not be like this. She would definitely support me no matter what university I choose to study."

"That's great." Ying Chanxi sighed.

I don’t know whether I envy Yan Zhusheng and her mother, or I envy her for being able to choose a university on her own.

In fact, when she saw this scene in the plot, she thought of the scene in the first half of this year when Teacher Sun asked her about her college choices.

At that time, in addition to Teacher Sun, the dean of studies and the principal all advised her to apply to Peking University and Tsinghua University, saying that if she chose Qianjiang University, she would definitely regret it in the future.

This kind of kindness, which is said to be "for your own good", is really suffocating, yet it is difficult to refuse it outright.

Fortunately, Ying Chanxi's father supported her choice.

But because of this experience, she could empathize with Qiao Yingzi's experience in the book.

In addition, Qiao Yingzi is also the childhood sweetheart of the protagonist in the book. The existence of this identity makes Ying Chanxi feel even stronger in the story.

It’s as if Li Luo wrote it this way on purpose.

He must have secretly taken materials from her again, right?

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi felt sweet in his heart again.

However, when Ying Chanxi thought of the protagonist Fang Yifan in the book, who actually had a crush on a girl at school, his face suddenly turned dark and his mood became bad again.

Especially when he thought that this girl might have been inspired by Yan Zhusheng, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but puff out his lips and secretly glared at Li Luo.

As a result, Li Luo happened to turn his head and saw the glare, which immediately confused him: "Why are you so mean to me?"

"Hmm..." Ying Chanxi blushed when Li Luo discovered her little action, and stammered, "No, no, you saw it wrong, there's sand in my eyes."

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just continue typing."

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening when Li Luo finished his task for the night and stretched out in his chair.

Seeing that he had finished writing, Yan Zhusheng took the initiative to separate from Ying Chanxi, leaving the middle of the bed empty. After patting the bed, he said to Li Luo, "Li Luo, come here."

"I haven't showered yet, why are you in such a hurry?" Li Luo rolled his eyes at her and said, "Come back after I finish showering."

After saying that, Li Luo put on his pajamas and walked into the bathroom.

After closing the door, Li Luo thought about it and reached out to lock the door.

If Ying Chanxi was the only one there, it wouldn't matter whether the door was locked or not, she probably wouldn't dare to come in.

But it’s hard to say about Yan Zhusheng.

To be on the safe side, Li Luo locked the door before taking a shower.

Listening to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom, Ying Chanxi's expression was a little unnatural. His legs twisted and turned in the quilt, and he didn't know what posture he should strike.

Yan Zhusheng, on the other hand, kept staring at the bathroom door, then looked at Ying Chanxi next to him, and couldn't help but ask, "Xixi, do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"Eh? No, I don't want to. What's wrong?"

"okay."

After waiting for a few minutes, Li Luo came out after finishing his work.

After changing into pajamas, he walked to the bed, got between the two girls, took the laptop from Ying Chanxi's lap, and logged into Mango TV.

As a result, when the three were about to watch the eighth recorded episode of "I Am a Singer", Li Luo's room was suddenly pushed open quietly.

Perhaps because he had learned some experience, Xu Youyu poked his head in. After seeing Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng on the bed, he didn't seem very surprised. He was just slightly astonished, and then Xu Youyu restrained his expression.

"Are you there too?"

Xu Youyu ran to the bed in his slippers, took a curious look at the contents on the computer screen, then smiled and climbed onto the bed from Ying Chanxi's side, squeezing in, "Really? You didn't even call me to watch the show."

"Senior... there are too many people here." Ying Chanxi was squeezed into Li Luo's arms.

On the other side, Yan Zhusheng was almost pushed to the edge of the bed, barely allowing Xu Youyu to lie down in the quilt.

"There's room for it." Xu Youyu laughed, "Could it be that you're not inviting me to join you, and you're secretly excluding me?"

"Of course not..." Ying Chanxi whispered, half of her body leaning on Li Luo's arms. Suddenly, she felt that this was not a bad idea. "Then come and watch it together, senior sister."

Li Luo looked around and smiled helplessly: "So why don't we go to the living room? The sofa is big."

"All the programs on TV have ended." Yan Zhusheng also secretly leaned towards Li Luo, and then said, "Now you can only watch it on the computer."

"Then let's take the computer to the living room?"

"Hey, can you stop wasting time?" Xu Youyu turned sideways, put his thigh on Ying Chanxi's body, kicked Li Luo's leg, and urged, "Hurry up, we need to go to bed after reading this."

Li Luo felt his heart beating suddenly as her feet rubbed against his legs. Then, feeling the soft bodies of Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng leaning against him on both sides, Li Luo felt that he could no longer suppress his anger.

So I quickly turned on the show to divert my attention.

"Li Luo, what are you doing with your hand under the quilt?"

"Ahem... the waistband of my pants is stuck, let me adjust it a little."

"I'll help you." Yan Zhusheng stretched out his hand.

"Just watch the show!"

After pressing Yan Zhusheng's thieving hand aside, Li Luo found that Yan Zhusheng was holding his hand and he couldn't let go.

With Ying Chanxi and Xu Youyu beside them, Li Luo couldn't say anything and could only let her bully him.

On the other side, Ying Chanxi, apart from leaning on him, did not make as many small movements as Yan Zhusheng. He just leaned on his shoulder and watched the show obediently.

Yuan Wanqing was still dazzling on the singer's stage tonight. She sang the song "Under the Flying Clouds" on September 9th, which happened to be the first day of school.

Many college students left their homes and went to school far away to study hard.

At the same time, many office workers are trying hard to take root in big cities and struggle to survive.

When Yuan Wanqing said, "Under the flying clouds, the home that I thought I had forgotten, was speaking in my ears, telling me not to worry about the pain and fear~", I don't know how many people's tears were touched.

Anyway, Li Luo saw that there were a few older men and women in the audience who were crying very sincerely, but he didn't know if they were professional audiences.

But no matter what, while Li Luo and the other three were watching the recording, Yuan Wanqing's new song sparked a wave of heated discussion on the Internet.

One of the comments received a high number of likes, which was quite eye-catching.

[I watched the show with two of my colleagues. Another girl and I didn’t cry, but my male colleague cried a lot]

[My female colleague is a local of the company. She lives nearby and only needs a few minutes to commute. After listening to it, she just thought it was nice and didn’t have many other thoughts.]

[Although my home is not in this area, it is in the next city, so it is relatively close to go home. I also went to university near the company. I was just a little moved after listening to it, but I didn’t cry.]

[But my male colleague came from a rural area in the southwest and now lives in a big city in the north. He burst into tears after listening to this song and took off his glasses to show that he didn’t want to hear this song again for the time being.]

[Because he would miss home as soon as he heard it, and it would be difficult for him to persevere and his ambition for his career would be shaken]

[I think this song is nice in itself, but the lyrics are very selective with the audience. The longer someone has been away from home, the more likely they are to be touched.]

[So those who think this song is just okay or average, you are lucky]

This hot comment quickly became popular on the Internet.

What followed was that [Who is Reignited] once again became a hot search.

There was a rumor before that Chongran was a high school student.

But it is hard to imagine that these gentle and beautiful lyrics, which express the thoughts of a wanderer away from home, were written by a high school student.

However, Chongran himself did not respond, so some rumors circulated on the Internet, some true and some false, which made everyone more curious about Chongran's true identity.

However, Chongran himself is not aware of what is happening on the Internet.

In the middle of the night, three girls squeezed into one bed. After watching the show for nearly two hours, the four of them fell into a deep sleep.

It was not until the next morning that Li Luo was awakened by the alarm clock. He half-opened his eyes and reached for his phone in a daze, but only felt a smooth and tender face. Only then did he realize what had happened last night.

Turning his head and looking left and right, looking at the three girls sleeping huddled together on his bed, Li Luo lay on the bed, rubbed his forehead, and turned off the alarm on his mobile phone.

Yan Zhusheng was touched on the face by him and the alarm clock rang next to her. She had woken up at this time, but she was still pretending to wake up by rubbing against Li Luo's left side and didn't open her eyes.

On the other side, Ying Chanxi also leaned half of her body on Li Luo. Because there were people crowded on both sides, she did not grab the quilt in the middle of the night.

Li Luo glanced at Ying Chanxi who was still sleeping soundly, and thought, could this also be a way to solve Xixi's bad habit of grabbing the quilt?
As he thought of this, Li Luo felt a foot still resting on his leg.

Probably because of the noise, the foot moved and tried to retract, but encountered a traffic jam on the road, which made Li Luo hiss subconsciously.

Xu Youyu, who was sleeping next to him while holding Ying Chanxi, also muttered, "What is that?"

(End of this chapter)