"In short, God knows and earth knows about this matter. You know it and I know it. He knows it and she knows it."

"but!"

"Never let anyone else in the school know!"

"There are also parents who are eating on the second floor. If you come down later, please don't talk nonsense."

After making a fuss with Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang, Li Luo finally came to his senses. After stopping, he hurriedly warned his classmates.

At this time, Xu Yinghuan and Kong Junxiang, who had just been educated by Hua Xiuxiu and Ren Zheng, fell into deep thought.

"Li Luo actually writes this kind of thing in private?" Xu Yinghuan took her mobile phone and looked through the Qidian APP that Ren Zheng had just downloaded for her. She found the book "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" and couldn't help but click her tongue.

.

When Kong Junxiang saw the title of the book on it, he was suddenly startled, and his face was very surprised, even a little shocked.

"You said this was written by Li Luo?" Kong Junxiang quickly asked Ren Zheng.

"Yes." Ren Zheng nodded, "Mr. Kong, look at the behavior of the monitor now. He has admitted it himself. The answer is obvious. It has been spread throughout the class before."

Li Luo obviously noticed the movement here. After receiving smiling affirmations from his classmates, he could only believe in the character of these people. Then he ran to Kong Junxiang, rubbed his hands and said awkwardly:

"Teacher Kong, that...this..."

"You wrote this?" Kong Junxiang's face was still very strange. He pointed at the title of the book displayed on Xu Yinghuan's phone and couldn't help but confirm it again.

Li Luo glanced at it, then sighed. Now that the matter was over, he could only nod and admit: "Yes... I wrote it."

"This book..." Kong Junxiang stopped talking.

What he actually wants to say is that this book should be very profitable, right?

After all, as a senior legitimate reader and a street author, he still has a general understanding of the popularity and earning power of the book "I'm Really Not a Celebrity".

Most of the students in the class only read pirated copies. Even if they know that a book is very popular, they are still vague about the author's earning power and have no idea what the book means.

However, Kong Junxiang, a part-time author who has been rejected several times by Qidian, and who has more than ten years of experience in reading online articles, clearly knows the value of this book.

Especially if you are an experienced reader of this book...

However, it would be a bit embarrassing to let students know that he would read this kind of book in private, so Kong Junxiang calmly stopped talking.

But... this book was actually written by Li Luo, the 16-year-old monitor of his class... This made him a little unbelievable.

After all, judging from his personal reading experience, it is hard to believe that the person behind such brushwork is so young.

According to his feeling, the author must be at least thirty years old!

But when he thought of Li Luo's maturity and style of doing things that were beyond ordinary people, Kong Junxiang felt a little relieved.

It may not make sense when applied to others, but if it is Li Luo, it seems to be consistent.

It's just... this guy can write harem stories at a young age, and he can also play a scene where the three heroines are pulling each other back and forth. He has a lot of experience in this area.

Kong Junxiang twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking of Yan Zhusheng and Ying Chanxi who often appeared next to Li Luo, and suddenly he thought of Mo Qinghan and Shen Dongdong in the book.

Everything suddenly became clear.

No wonder... the emotional line in the book is quite... how should I put it... although it is a harem novel, it does give people a "simple" feeling.

You know, at this time in 2015, the large-scale purge of online articles had not yet happened, so it can be said that there was not much scale in the matter of review.

Other books are always explicit, but "I'm Really Not a Celebrity" is a breath of fresh air in this urban literature.

Although there are three female protagonists, the emotional line is not only very ambiguous, but also advances unhurriedly, and the protagonists are also rare in treating relationships seriously.

This is quite in line with young people's fantasies.

Thinking of this, Kong Junxiang also nodded, finding a logical reason for Li Luo to be the author.

However, Li Luo obviously didn't expect so much. He just endured the punishment of social death and quietly discussed with Kong Junxiang: "Teacher Kong, can you keep it a secret for me to write a novel? Don't worry, my parents are both.

I know, but I don’t want too many other people to know about it..."

"Yes, I understand." After Kong Junxiang came back to his senses and heard this, he nodded and said with a smile, "I won't talk nonsense."

After all, he had never shown Ding Xiang the random writing he wrote in his spare time, so he could still understand Li Luo's thoughts a little bit.

However, Kong Junxiang felt a little ashamed when he thought that his great Chinese teacher was not as good as Li Luo in writing online articles.

"What are you talking about?" Ding Xiang, who had just returned from using the toilet, found that the atmosphere at the scene was a bit strange, and couldn't help but curiously asked, "What are you talking about?"

At the same time, the parents on the second floor, after finishing their meal and chatting, followed Ding Xiang out and took advantage of the last moment of the bonfire party to come and feel the atmosphere.

"Oh, it's nothing." Kong Junxiang coughed twice when he saw this, "We were talking about dividing the classes."

When Li Luo heard this, he immediately cast a grateful look at Kong Junxiang.

The students present also secretly laughed, admiring the monitor's embarrassment.

Fortunately, it was already approaching ten o'clock in the evening.

After Li Luo endured the pain of social death, he hurried back to the accommodation area when the time came. He couldn't bear the humiliation.

Li Luo felt numb all over when he thought that these guys had read his book in private long ago without him knowing it.

Especially when he knew nothing about it before, he still scolded Fang Qiu in class and established his image as the perfect monitor.

Who would have known that privately, his glorious image had already been completely destroyed among his classmates.

As soon as he thought about this, Li Luo wanted to jump directly into the fish pond next to him.

Seeing the monitor's retreating figure, the classmates walking behind burst into laughter.

Xu Yinghuan held the mobile phone in her hand and clicked her tongue with a plaintive look on her face. Then she complained to Yan Zhusheng, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier? I was kept secret for so long."

"Li Luo didn't let me say it." Yan Zhusheng blinked, "Did Huanhuan just find out?"

"Otherwise?" Xu Yinghuan was speechless.

"But they all know it, why don't you know it?"

"...Don't break my heart." Xu Yinghuan said angrily, "We get along day and night, and we don't know as much news as anyone else. You really broke my heart."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng was obviously used to Xu Yinghuan's heart being riddled with holes. He didn't feel guilty at all and just said happily, "Then remember to read Li Luo's novel."

"Does it look good?" Xu Yinghuan asked.

"It's very interesting." Yan Zhusheng nodded, "But after reading it, you must support Mo Qinghan."

"Who is Mo Qinghan?"

"Me." Yan Zhusheng pointed his finger at himself openly.

If Li Luo were present, he would probably press her finger back immediately.

But it's a pity that Li Luo is not here.

When Xu Yinghuan heard this, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, and then her interest in reading was completely aroused.

"Okay, okay, then I definitely have to take a good look." Xu Yinghuan was gearing up and ready to go. She wondered if this was Li Luo specifically taking material from Yan Zhusheng, and then expressing his love to Yan Zhusheng in such a subtle and euphemistic way.

way?

Mo Qinghan...this name is quite nice.

Xu Yinghuan nodded vigorously, having made up her mind. After a while, she returned to the room and took a shower, and started watching immediately!

With this thought in mind, the two of them had arrived at the first floor of the accommodation area.

As a result, when passing by the door of Li Luo's room, Xu Yinghuan saw Yan Zhusheng stop, took out a room card, and opened the door with a hiss.

"No...you?" Xu Yinghuan opened her mouth wide with a look of disbelief. She subconsciously took a half step back and pointed at the key card in Yan Zhusheng's hand, hesitating and unable to speak.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhusheng looked at her doubtfully, "Li Luo must be in a bad mood today, so I went in to comfort him. Huanhuan, if you are sleepy, go to bed first. I will go back later."

Is this the point?

Shouldn't you explain first where the room card in your hand comes from?!

Xu Yinghuan opened her mouth, not knowing where to start, and then she watched Yan Zhusheng walk into Li Luo's room and close the door.

The next second, the door was opened again.

Yan Zhusheng poked her head out and said to Xu Yinghuan, "Huanhuan, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the rush?"

"Can you bring me a change of clothes?"

"...Didn't you say you just went in to comfort Li Luo?" When Xu Yinghuan heard this, her head suddenly filled with black threads.

"Huanhuan is the best."

"Then you can't mess around here!" Xu Yinghuan looked around, because she was walking slowly, and there was no one in the corridor at this time. After confirming that it was safe, she continued, "Can you two just take it easy?

?This is too much!"

"What are you thinking about?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head in confusion, "I'm just afraid that I'll wake you up if I go back too late and take a shower there, so I plan to borrow Li Luo's bathroom."

"Do you think I will believe you?" Xu Yinghuan looked suspicious and disbelieving, and then suddenly thought of Yan Zhusheng's neat single bed this morning, and couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you have no sleep at all last night?"

Sleep with us? After I fell asleep, you secretly came to Li Luo's place?"

When Xu Yinghuan revealed the truth at once, Yan Zhusheng tightened her face and said seriously: "Huanhuan, you can't talk nonsense about things you haven't seen with your own eyes."

"That means I'm right!" Xu Yinghuan has figured out Yan Zhusheng's character. If she doesn't respond directly, she will probably be right.

When she thought of this, Xu Yinghuan couldn't help but cover her forehead, thinking that high school life is really different between people.

While she was still studying hard and striving for progress, someone was already looking for her future husband.

I have to say that from another perspective, this can be regarded as a kind of "striving for progress".

"Huanhuan." Yan Zhusheng blinked, looking at her with an innocent and expectant expression.

With such a delicate face, paired with a somewhat aloof temperament, and an intimate expression at this moment, even if Xu Yinghuan is a girl, she is a bit unable to withstand Yan Zhusheng's offensive.

In the end, Xu Yinghuan was defeated and waved her hands and said: "I know, I know, I'll get it for you, but you have to pay attention to your safety, you really can't mess around."

"Huanhuan, you are so kind."

"Hmph! I don't know who always said that I was bad before."

Yan Zhusheng nodded: "Indeed, I don't know either."

Xu Yinghuan: "..."

After watching Xu Yinghuan go upstairs, Yan Zhusheng returned to the room, closed the door, and then walked into the house.

At this time, Li Luo was lying on the bed with a hopeless expression on his face. His mind seemed to be still trying to accept the aftermath of tonight's catastrophic event.

"Are you okay?"

Yan Zhusheng walked to the bed, leaned over and waved her little hand above his eyes, and asked doubtfully, "It's just that my classmates know about it, what does it matter?"

"You don't understand." Li Luo moved his lips and said with a dry throat, "The good image I finally built up in school is all gone now."

"But your novel is very good." Yan Zhusheng took off his shoes, walked to the bed, knelt beside Li Luo and said, "I think everyone will like it."

When Li Luo heard this, his mouth suddenly twitched: "I would rather none of them look at it."

For strangers on the Internet, no matter how you read his novels, after all, they are people you don’t know in real life, so they don’t make a big impression.

But if people you know in real life read the novel you wrote, it would be a kind of public execution.

It's similar to how your teacher has to recite your essay affectionately in class if you get a perfect score in your Chinese essay, which can be a bit embarrassing.

This is just a serious composition.

If it were replaced by an Internet article full of acrimony, let alone how shameful it would be.

If it is only known by people who are familiar with it, then it is not unacceptable after getting used to it, and everyone will just laugh and joke around.

But if someone who doesn't know you very well but knows you knows about this kind of thing, it would be a complete torture.

Although Li Luo asked his classmates not to spread the news, he didn't know if other people in the school would know about it in the future.

Especially after being divided into classes, the classmates in Class 8 will be like a ball of fire when they gather together, and a sky full of stars when they are separated. The probability that his novel writing will be completely exposed in the school will also greatly increase.

From now on, for Li Luo, the No. 1 Middle School will not only be a school, but also a dark forest.

Everyone else is like a beast hiding in the dark.

He was the only one, the firefly who could still shine brightly in the total darkness, but everyone was able to see him.

And you don’t even know when someone looks at you, whether they know that you wrote a novel.

When he thought of this, Li Luo suddenly felt extremely desperate.

"Then what should we do now?" Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo's lifeless look and couldn't help but frown, beginning to worry about his mental state.

"What else can I do... Life is like sex. If you can't resist, you have to learn to adapt to it." Li Luo said as if he had accepted his fate.

"Aren't you going to enjoy it?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head and asked, "I remember you wrote about it in the book."

"If that's the case, don't remember it so carefully, okay?"

"So are you feeling better now?" Yan Zhusheng asked.

"No." Li Luo rolled his eyes, then simply closed his eyes and waved his hand towards Yan Zhusheng, "I am already dead today. Please don't disturb me anymore. You can go back to your room and rest early."

That's what it says.

But when Li Luo finished saying this, he felt something suddenly pressing on him.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that Yan Zhusheng had straddled his waist, leaned over and hugged him gently.

"You, what are you doing?"

"Seeing that you are in a bad mood, I want to comfort you." Yan Zhusheng whispered, "When I was in a bad mood before, my mother would hug me."

"...I suddenly felt like I was in a good mood."

"Really?" Yan Zhusheng hugged her harder, "I don't seem to feel it."

Li Luo: "..."

So how can he prove that he is in a good mood?

Li Luo was speechless for a while, so he had to close his eyes again and let Yan Zhusheng comfort him.

At the same time, the cell phone that Li Luo had placed on the bedside beside him after entering the room suddenly vibrated.

When Yan Zhusheng heard the noise, he couldn't help but turn his head and glanced at the caller ID above. Then he thoughtfully pressed the connect button for him and pressed the speakerphone at the same time.

…

Far away in Bihailanting 1502 in Yinjiang District, Ying Chanxi went shopping with Qiao Xinyan during the day, bought some new pairs of pants for Li Luo, and then returned home happily.

Carrying the new pants, she walked into Li Luo's bedroom, opened the closet, and helped him put the new pants away. Ying Chanxi nodded with satisfaction, and went downstairs to have dinner with Xu Youyu.

After returning home, Ying Chanxi looked through Li Luo's novels and then looked at his QQ. He couldn't see the latest news from Li Luo, and couldn't help but feel a little bored.

Thinking of the class tour schedule that Li Luo shared with him before, they were probably enjoying the bonfire party and buffet barbecue at this time, right?

So envious...

Ying Chanxi lay on the bed, punched Pikachu Bang Bang twice, then hugged the panda doll sideways and buried his face in it.

After that, she took a deep breath, got up from the bed, sat down at the desk, patted her face, took out some exercise papers, and devoted her attention to studying, so as not to always think about something in her mind.

personal figure.

She was busy until ten o'clock in the evening, when the alarm clock ordered by Ying Chanxi rang. She finally couldn't wait to pick up her phone again and glanced at the messages on it.

Li Luo still didn't take the initiative to find her.

I obviously called her around ten o'clock yesterday.

Ying Chanxi lay back on the bed holding her cell phone, tossing and turning on it, but couldn't wait for Li Luo's call for a long time.

In the end, she couldn't hold it back any longer, so she took a change of clothes from the closet, took her cell phone, and went straight to the bathroom.

After closing the bathroom door, Ying Chanxi looked in the mirror, took a deep breath, finally mustered up the courage, turned around, turned on the shower head, and called Li Luo.

The call was quickly connected.

But there was a voice from the other side that she was very familiar with, but not the one she was most familiar with——

"Hello? Is this Xixi?"

Hearing this voice, Ying Chanxi's face suddenly stiffened, and he couldn't help but ask: "You, are you Zhusheng? How come you answered the phone? Where is Li Luoren?"

"He." Yan Zhusheng on the other end of the phone lowered his head and glanced at Li Luo underneath him, and then said, "He said he was dead and asked you not to disturb him."

Ying Chanxi: "?"

Li Luo: "?"

"Can you please stop talking nonsense here?" Li Luo quickly interrupted Yan Zhusheng's words and explained to Ying Chanxi, "Xixi, don't listen to her nonsense."

"Well..." Ying Chanxi was silent for a moment, and then asked, "It's so late, why is the bamboo sheng still there with you?"

"It's a long story." Li Luo coughed twice, patted Yan Zhusheng's butt, and motioned for her to come down quickly, and then asked casually, "I heard the voice over there, are you taking a shower?"

"Yeah." Ying Chanxi nodded, his cheeks slightly red.

It would be fine if it was just Li Luo alone. After all, they had already eaten while listening to each other's bathing sound last night.

But now there is another Yan Zhusheng, which makes Ying Chanxi a little more shy, feeling embarrassed that his little trick has been discovered by others.

But at this moment, Yan Zhusheng's voice suddenly came over: "Li Luo, why are you touching my butt?"

Ying Chanxi: "?!"

"I'm hitting you! I want you to go back to your room quickly!" Li Luo immediately shouted loudly and explained with sweat on his face, "Don't always misrepresent me!"

After listening to Li Luo's explanation, Ying Chanxi breathed a sigh of relief.

But even a spanking...isn't that too much?

Ying Chanxi pursed her lips, thinking that Li Luo had never spanked her before...well...it seemed like she had been spanked when she was a child, but it really hadn't happened since she entered junior high school.

Oh no... I seemed to have been beaten by Li Luo when we were playing hide and seek before, and he also pushed me on the leg and beat me.

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi's cheeks suddenly turned red and her buttocks felt a little numb.

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng responded.

Just at this time, there was a knock on Li Luo's door, and Yan Zhusheng immediately got up from Li Luo and trotted towards the door.

After opening the door, Xu Yinghuan's voice came in from outside: "Here is the bamboo flute."

"Thank you Huanhuan."

"Is she gone?" Ying Chanxi asked doubtfully.

"Well..." When Li Luo heard Xu Yinghuan's voice, he thought she was here to call Yan Zhusheng back, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Xu Yinghuan has come to see her and go back."

Hearing this, Ying Chanxi felt relieved, and finally plucked up the courage again, and whispered: "Then I have to take a shower too, I haven't even taken off my clothes yet."

"I almost have to take a shower." Li Luo said this and got up from the bed. Then the beautiful friction sound of a girl taking off her clothes could be heard in his ears again.

But the next second, Li Luo stopped.

Because Yan Zhusheng didn't leave even after closing the door. Instead, she had a change of clothes in her hands.

Turning around and seeing Li Luo getting out of bed, Yan Zhusheng tilted her head, then nodded to him, walked straight into the bathroom, and slammed the bathroom door.

Soon, the sound of gurgling water came from the bathroom.

Ying Chanxi on the other end of the phone heard the voice and immediately asked: "Have you started washing yet?"

Li Luo listened to the sound of water in the bathroom and the sound of bathing on the other end of the phone, and was silent for a moment.

Finally, he nodded heavily and responded: "Well... yes... I've started washing."
Chapter completed!