Sitting in front of the computer in the study room of Ying Chanxi's home, Li Luo looked slightly helpless.

When I planned to try to return to my old career, I didn't expect this. I forgot that signing a contract with a minor requires the consent of a guardian.

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

But considering that the time for change was still short, Li Luo was not in a hurry and confessed early that he was trying to write online articles.

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

After her parents read the transcript, Li Luo felt that the probability of obtaining consent would be higher.

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

Li Luo actually thought about using the memory palace to find a popular Internet article and copy it to make money.

But after trying it for a while, Li Luo knew that he was careless.

As we all know, when reading online articles, they are basically read at a glance.

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

This led to... Li Luo recalled the popular works he had seen. Trying to expend brain power and energy to recall them was really asking for trouble.

For the memory palace, the deeper the impression Li Luo had and the more carefully he looked at things, the less brain power was consumed in recalling them.

As for male novels, which are often millions of words in length, I once read them without hesitation. Even if I recalled a few thousand words every day, Li Luo's brain would shut down as if it was going to explode.

But the good news is that Li Luo's own level is not bad.

Although it is impossible to completely copy word for word, many key plots and routine designs can still be grasped by Li Luo, a former industry insider.

Especially in 2014, there are actually not many outstanding works in the urban entertainment genre.

Those who can write good results are either from Chinese entertainment background, or from the current hot Korean entertainment industry.

There are not many clues yet about entertainment novels with an imaginary background and a parallel world.

Among urban themes, the most popular genres at the moment are urban fantasy, or cool stories like "The King of Soldiers Descends from the Mountain", "Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine", and those about officialdom.

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

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

There is no thought of making big money.

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

With such a simple idea, Li Luo successfully received invitations to sign contracts from several editors, and was even actively added as a QQ friend by an editor.

【Qianzhou】:So...what is your current age?

Qianzhou, who was far away in Changning City, looked at the computer screen in front of him with the expression of an old man looking at his mobile phone. He was very suspicious that the guy opposite was deceiving him.

[Reignited]: I am 15 years old this year. If I have my birthday in the second half of the year, I will be 16.

[Qianzhou]: Are you sure you're not kidding?

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

【Qianzhou】: Have you written novels before?

[Reignited]: No.

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

[Reignited]: 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 "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" are constantly swirling in my mind.

Finally, he thought, could it be that there really is such a thing as a genius in this world?

How could a 15-year-old kid write about the worldly feelings and work style of the protagonist in the book?

If you say this is written by a greasy 35-year-old middle-aged man, he will believe it!

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

[Qianzhou]: Anyway, no matter whether you agree or not, you should tell me when the time comes.

【Qianzhou】: If your mother has any questions, you can come to me.

[Reignited]: Okay, thank you for editing.

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 points, and the content of the novel poured out like running water.

After going home and having a few meals in the evening, he immediately returned to the study room of Yingchanxi's house and continued working.

Until almost half past eight in the evening.

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

Ying Chanxi came to the study room from the door with her schoolbag on her back and slippers on her back, and saw Li Luo watching cartoons attentively.

"You won't play computer at my house all day again, will you?" Ying Chanxi put down his schoolbag on the sofa, then walked into the study and said with a helpless expression, "It was hard to study before, so it's best to take advantage of the summer vacation.

, let’s preview the high school textbooks first.”

Li Luo pressed the pause button, turned to look at Ying Chanxi, who had just returned from the early summer vacation class at the No. 1 High School, and smiled: "Dear Miss Ying Chanxi, may I ask, what is the purpose of the country's summer vacation?"

"Well..." Ying Chanxi was asked, he hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Give students a holiday?"

"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, squeezed Ying Chanxi's shoulders, and said while squeezing: "As the so-called balance between work and rest, after the hard work in the last semester of the third grade of junior high school, the summer vacation is the time for students to relax."

"How strong is it?"

"Heavier or lighter?"

"Well..." Ying Chanxi closed her eyes and enjoyed Li Luo's service for a while, "It's just right, but..."

Just when Ying Chanxi wanted to refute Li Luo, her stomach made the first growling sound.

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and immediately laughed: "Look, this is because you didn't relax and have a good rest. You are making me hungry."

Ying Chanxi's face turned red, she covered her stomach and said with a straight face, "I'm not hungry."

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

"It's already so late. It's not a good idea to bother your father any more." Ying Chanxi shook his head quickly, "I'll just eat a piece of bread to cushion my stomach."

"You are questioning my cooking skills." Li Luo took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and winked at Ying Chanxi, "It's just fried noodles, does it need my dad's help?"

"You can do it yourself?" Ying Chanxi opened his eyes slightly and asked in surprise, "Is it possible?"

"You are provoking a man's bottom line." Li Luo sneered, slammed the refrigerator door, "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 sharp sound of the kitchen knife chopping on the chopping board came from the kitchen.

Then, the enticing sound of fried noodles being stir-fried in the iron pot 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 and looked at the steaming bowl of fried noodles in front of her. She was speechless for a moment.

"Eat." Li Luo handed her the chopsticks and sat across from Yingchan River. He didn't show any politeness to her and just ate a big mouthful. While eating, he said vaguely, "Try how my craftsmanship is, absolutely."

No worse than my dad."

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

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

The lights in the study were illuminated by Li Luo, and the kitchen was also on.

There is no family around, but...

Feeling disappointed but a little relieved, Ying Chanxi's eyes returned to Li Luo, then he lowered his head and took a small bite of fried noodles.

It's really delicious.

"It's even more delicious than uncle's." Ying Chanxi rested his feet on the bars of the chair, enjoying the delicious supper in an obedient and quiet manner, and praised Li Luo in a low voice.

"You have some sense." Li Luo laughed proudly, and then reminded him in a low voice, "But don't say this to my dad."

"Haha~" Ying Chanxi was amused by him, "Are you afraid that uncle will not be convinced if he finds out?"

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

"I complimented you so much that I was still out of breath." 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 a lot of things you haven't seen before." Li Luo ate quickly and had already cleaned the bowl. Then he stood up and stretched, "I'll make noodles, you wash the dishes, and I'll go play on the computer."

"I know." Ying Chanxi nodded in agreement, and then reminded, "We can only play until ten o'clock."

"OKOK."

After eating the fried noodles, Ying Chanxi got up, put away the dishes, went into the kitchen, washed them, and took a shower.

Originally, he wanted to continue studying for a while after taking a shower, but Ying Chanxi thought of what Li Luo said before, and after some hesitation, he temporarily put aside this idea and walked into the study instead.

Moving a stool and sitting next to Li Luo, Ying Chanxi looked at the animation playing on the computer screen, and then asked: "Tomorrow, the 28th, the high school entrance examination results will be available at 10 a.m., aren't you nervous now?"

"Why are you nervous?" Li Luo asked, "Just wait for me in the No. 1 Middle School."

Seeing that he looked very confident at the end, Ying Chanxi became more and more suspicious: "You didn't start looking for Zhao Rongjun to review for you very early, right? Are you really sure that you will be admitted to the No. 1 High School?"

"

"Why did I lie to you?"

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

Could it be that...when we reach high school, is there still hope for me and Li Luo to stay in the same school?

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi suddenly became nervous and began to look forward to the results of the high school entrance examination tomorrow.

"Why don't you come and play a game?" Li Luo turned off the animation, opened the web page, and searched for 4399 mini-games, "Forest Ice and Fire Man, do you still want to play?"

"You're a little bit underestimating me." Ying Chanxi moved his stool and leaned towards Li Luo. Their arms came together, "I just don't usually play, it's not that I don't know how to play."

"Why didn't you continue studying today? You came to play computer games with me."

"Didn't someone say that you should balance work with rest? You can relax appropriately."

"He is worthy of being the number one scholar in Yucai. He learns quickly."

The two quarreled with each other and soon got into the game.

As a result, Ying Chanxi's hands shook several times during the process, and the ice girl he was controlling evaporated directly into a sea of ​​magma and fire.

"Are you okay?" Li Luo looked at her suspiciously.

"Don't argue." Ying Chanxi puffed up his mouth, "It's all your fault for saying that you can get into the No. 1 High School Affiliated School. All I can think about now is your high school entrance examination results. I'm so nervous."

"Why are you nervous about my grades?"

"If you pass the exam, we will be in the same school again." Ying Chanxi looked at Li Luo with wide eyes and said seriously, "If you work harder in high school, you might be able to pass the exam with me.

Where is Qianjiang University?”

"You quite think highly of me." Li Luo smiled and said, "Qianjiang University, even for students from the No. 1 Middle School, only the top fifty students in the school have the opportunity to touch the threshold every year, right?"

"People always have dreams." Ying Chanxi stared at Li Luo with sparkling eyes and said, "If you can really get into the No. 1 High School, I think Qianjiang University won't be a problem either."

"I feel like you are more confident than me."
Chapter completed!