Chapter 49: I can't use up all my saved manuscripts
Xu Youyu sighing on the sofa reminded Li Luo of the time when they had the best relationship in their previous life.

At that time, Xu Youyu's new book was gaining momentum, the Twelve Kings of the Year had not yet been selected, and the online literature career was in its infancy.

But it was at that time that Xu Youyu's period came a little too heavily because she had been staying up all night every day to rush to the top of the list, and she had stomach pains in the middle of the night.

It was already three or four in the morning when Li Luo received her call. He got up in the dark and ran to her house, took her to the hospital for an IV drip, and then sent her back home to take medicine and take care of her.

It was also at that time that Li Luo came to her house every day to cook for her, and Xu Youyu realized that Li Luo had such a skill.

So much so that even after she had clearly recovered, she pretended to be ill, and kept eating and drinking for free, asking Li Luo to cook for her.

Later, Li Luo found out about it, but he didn't expose her. He still went to her house to cook every day. Later, he even went to her house with his laptop to write together.

Thinking of these things, Li Luo came back to his senses, looked at Xu Youyu lying on the sofa, and smiled knowingly.

"Hmm...it smells so good." Ying Chanxi, who had just finished taking a shower and changed into panda pajamas, walked over from the corridor while wiping his hair with a towel in his hand.

Li Luo pushed the small bowl of fried rice he had prepared to the table and took the towel from her hand: "Sit down, I'll blow it for you."

"Oh." Ying Chanxi glanced at Xu Youyu out of the corner of her eyes, then sat down with her lips pursed, picked up the bowl and chopsticks in her small hands, tasted the food in small sips, and enjoyed Li Luo's blow-drying service.

Xu Youyu was used to this scene. He turned over on the sofa, put on his slippers and stretched himself: "Then I'll go back to the room first. You guys go to bed early. You'll have a hard time during the military training tomorrow."

"Good night, senior~"

"Well, good night, Xixi."

"Senior." Li Luo held the hair dryer and turned to look at Xu Youyu.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Xu Youyu tilted his head, looking confused.

"You haven't washed the dishes yet."

Xu Youyu: “…”

Watching Xu Youyu walk into the kitchen dejectedly to wash the dishes, Li Luo continued to help Ying Chanxi blow dry her hair.

After finishing, Li Luo stretched, reminded Ying Chanxi to remember to wash his dishes, and then turned back to the bedroom.

I opened the computer and took a look.

On Friday, "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" was put on the shelves, with 1800 first orders, which was within expectations.

If I maintain an update volume of 4,000 words per day, I will definitely earn 5,000 to 6,000 yuan in royalties a month, which can offset the family mortgage at the very least.

Having reached this level, Li Luo’s initial needs have been basically met.

As for how far this book will go, we will just have to wait and see.

Thinking of this, Li Luo looked at Xu Youyu's "Literary Era" again.

After this book was put on the shelves, the first order was over 800, and if calculated monthly, the royalties could be over .

This amount is quite a lot for a high school student.

Even though Xu Youyu's family was well off, after deducting the normal food expenses and rent, her family only gave her about 500 yuan in pocket money every month.

Compared with the more than 3,000 yuan in royalties, for a high school student, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the high school version of financial freedom.

Li Luo thought back to his high school days in his previous life. If he had an extra 3,000 yuan in pocket money every month, he didn't know how free and confident he would be.

When I think about it this way, Xu Youyu is really amazing. He was already making money by writing online articles when he was in high school.

Moreover, despite his young age, his writing style and style are already very tasteful, far beyond the reach of a novice like Li Luo.

For Li Luo, he just used the routine templates that have been overused by the online writer circle in later generations. He made up stories according to various classic plots, and inserted a sufficiently well-known work into each storyline, thus completing the creation of the content.

In contrast, the entertainment novels written by Li Luo follow a typical upgrade pattern, which can be repeated indefinitely as long as the author wants.

"The Literary Era" written by Xu Youyu belongs to the plot routine. Although there are similar plots, it generally serves the plot that the author wants to write.

Of course, the truly amazing ones are those who can perfectly integrate the upgrade text routines into the overall plot framework.

A work similar to "Lord of Mysteries", which was Li Luo's favorite in later generations, reached this level.

With this in mind, Li Luo has already scheduled the release of updates for the following week.

Looking at the draft box full of 25 words, Li Luo felt safe.

Even if he didn't write a single word from now on, these manuscripts would be enough for him to write for two months. At this moment, Li Luo, who was about to take a shower, received a QQ message.

[Going to bed early will make you taller]: Boss, look!

[Going to bed early will make you taller]: (Picture)
Li Luo took a curious look and wondered what kind of picture Xu Youyu had sent him in the middle of the night.

If it were in his previous life, Li Luo would probably have posted some obscene pictures.

But Xu Youyu, who is still a high school student, should not be that outrageous.

After looking carefully, it was true.

It is a screenshot of the word count, showing that there are already 10,000 words.

[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: I have saved 10,000 words. How about that? Isn’t it awesome?
If he was writing online articles in his previous life, Li Luo would definitely say "awesome" when faced with a manuscript of more than 10,000 words.

But now that he has been reborn, Li Luo, who has 25 words of manuscripts in hand, could only laugh and send a screenshot.

[Rekindle]: Although having 10,000 saved drafts is impressive, I can only say that I still need to practice more.

[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: ???

Xu Youyu, who was sitting in front of the computer in the study, was originally expecting Li Luo to exclaim "Wow!" with great complacency.

But when she saw the 25,000 manuscripts sent by Li Luo, her eyes widened immediately.

【Go to bed early and you will grow taller】: How come you have so many manuscripts in your bank? More than 20,000 words???

[Rekindle]: I suggest you count carefully again.

Ok?
Seeing this sentence, Xu Youyu looked at the screenshot sent by the other party in confusion. When she counted the number of words on it, she was completely stunned.

2. Two hundred and fifty thousand words?

real or fake?

Xu Youyu sat in front of the computer, feeling that his worldview had been strongly impacted.

[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: Block me and stop chatting.

[Rekindle]: Don’t be discouraged. I have been saving this number of words for a long time.

[Going to bed early will make you taller]: How long?

[Rekindled]: Less than two months.

[Go to bed early to grow taller]: Block! Block! Get lost!

Less than two months, isn’t that from the beginning of the book to now?
She had just written 25 words, while Li Luo had already written 50 words.

Does this still allow people to live?
Xu Youyu thought angrily, and finally typed hard on the keyboard and replied to him.

[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: Just wait! Sooner or later I will surpass you!

Li Luo definitely won’t be able to write during these days of military training, so she wants to take this time to catch up!

But when she opened Word and was about to start working, a full 25 words suddenly appeared in her mind, and she immediately lost motivation.

Forget it.

Maybe this is talent.

Thinking this, Xu Youyu got up, threw himself on the bed, and fell asleep.

Although escaping is shameful, it does work.

On the other side, after washing the dishes, Ying Chanxi took out the military training uniform issued by the school and tried it on in the room.

After a while, she knocked on Li Luo's door with some distress.

"What's wrong?" Li Luo opened the door and saw Ying Chanxi wearing a military green suit, and asked curiously.

"Do you have a belt?" Ying Chanxi pulled at the waist of his loose pants, "The military training uniform I received doesn't seem to come with a belt."

(End of this chapter)