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Chapter 202 Underground Fried Rice Business(1/2)

As winter vacation approaches, time passes more slowly.

Many people are counting the days, counting their fingers day by day, watching as the week finally passes and exam week comes.

For Ying Chanxi, exam week is her favorite time.

It's not because she likes the quirks of taking exams, but because as a top 40 student in the whole grade, during exams, she and Li Luo will be arranged to take exams in the same classroom.

In the last monthly exam, Li Luo ranked 15th in the school.

According to the order of seat numbers, Ying Chanxi will sit in the first seat in the first row by the window in the classroom, while Li Luo will sit in the second seat in the second row to her right.

For Li Luo, after more than half a year of adapting and running in, with the blessing of the Memory Palace, he recently developed a new ability.

In other words, it should be an evolved version of the ability to possess the soul.

That is, the real-time imitation function.

As long as he wanted to, sitting in the current examination seat, he could stare at Ying Chanxi's hands doing the questions, and then enter a real-time simulation state to perfectly copy the words she wrote on the test paper.

But this kind of thing is not very necessary for him.

After all, relying on hard power now, according to Li Luo's judgment, even without the memory palace, his current results can surely rank among the top 100.

After using the Memory Palace, he can almost stabilize himself in the top 30 in the school. The specific ranking depends on everyone's on-the-spot performance.

As for the top ten or even the top five or three, unless Li Luo really uses real-time simulation, it will be a bit difficult to achieve.

At least it's difficult to do at this stage.

The higher the ranking, the harder it is to improve each point.

This requires not only simple memory, but also a very thorough and complete cognitive framework for the current learning content of the entire subject.

The test papers prepared by the test teachers are all graded, and the difficulty level corresponds to the learning level.

And the most difficult questions in each test paper are often the key to widening the gap between the students at the front.

Li Luo's problems basically stem from this.

It's not that he doesn't know how to do it, but that in exam situations, he always loses points because he doesn't understand the knowledge points deeply enough or doesn't apply them flexibly enough.

After asking the teacher or Ying Chanxi, Li Luo immediately realized, oh, this is how it was done.

In the past, even if Ying Chanxi explained to him the problem-solving ideas, he would most likely still not understand and would always be in a state of semi-comprehension.

"How did you do in this exam?"

After the last subject was over and the test papers were handed in, Ying Chanxi walked to Li Luo's exam table and asked him, "Are you sure you will be in the top ten?"

"How can we be sure about this?" Li Luo rolled his eyes, "Did people enter the top ten?"

"The top ten are all here." Jian Zhenyuan, the deputy squad leader of Class 1, said quietly from the side, "Aren't we human beings?"

"Li Luo, you are not a human being." Xie Shuchen sat on the right side of Li Luo and couldn't help but complain, "Look at this classroom, is there any parallel class other than you?"

"Li Luo, please stop being modest." Liu Shaowen, who was sitting behind Li Luo, pushed up his glasses, "By the way, I also want to ask, Li Luo, are you free during the winter vacation? We can go out and play."

Li Luo glanced at Liu Shaowen. As soon as the brother spoke, he knew what he meant, so he said lazily: "Ying Chanxi will travel abroad during the winter vacation, so I don't think I have much time."

"Eh? Monitor, are you going abroad?"

"My father is going on a business trip abroad, so I will go out with him." Ying Chanxi glanced at Li Luo, "But what does it have to do with you guys going out to play with me?"

"When will the monitor leave?" Xie Shuchen asked curiously, "When the semester is over, the members of our rock club may get together. Monitor, you can come with Li Luo."

"This should be okay, right?" Ying Chanxi thought for a moment. In addition to Li Luo, there was also Yan Zhusheng in the rock club, so he nodded and said.

Hearing what Ying Chanxi said, Liu Shaowen suddenly became anxious: "Our literary club can also have a dinner together."

"How can you get together with more than thirty people in your literary club?"

"Let's ask the president about this then." Li Luo said, "If everyone has time, we can have a meal together after the winter vacation at the end of the month."

"What about the literary club?" Liu Shaowen asked expectantly.

"Uh..." Li Luo looked at Liu Shaowen and suddenly felt ashamed, "Let's ask Senior Xu about this when the time comes and see if she has any arrangements in this regard."

There are definitely no arrangements.

After returning home in the evening, Li Luo asked Xu Youyu who was lying on the sofa.

Xu Youyu immediately kicked his white and tender feet and sighed: "You must be sick! What kind of dinner are you having? It's finally a holiday and you can rest. Who has the time to have a busy dinner?"

"Forget it, I'm just asking." Li Luo glanced at the pair of dazzling feet, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room, and then took out a small piece of pudding from the refrigerator.

Eating ice cream in the hot air conditioner in winter is a unique enjoyment.

"I want it too!" Xu Youyu shouted from the sofa.

"No." Li Luo shook his head, "Who said before that I wouldn't eat pudding because I had diarrhea these two days? Senior sister, you'd better take it easy."

"Why are you more annoying than my mother?" Xu Youyu turned over on the sofa and couldn't help but complain, "That's what I said, why do you remember being so locked up?"

"If I remember correctly." Li Luo glanced at her, "Is your aunt coming soon? It's better to eat less pudding."

"You're a bit perverted." Xu Youyu stared at him for a few times, "Why do you even remember my date? I don't think I told you, right?"

"I saw you entering the toilet with a sanitary napkin last time, so I remembered it easily."

"As expected, you are still perverted." Xu Youyu spat, "You don't remember the dates of all the girls you know, do you?"

"Am I that boring?" Li Luo was speechless, "Why should I remember her if we are not familiar with her?"

After chatting in the living room for a while, Li Luo went back to the bedroom and continued typing.

As a result, after typing for a while, I received a call.

Li Luo took a look and found that it was Yan Zhusheng calling.

"Hello?" Li Luo answered the phone and asked strangely, "Why are you calling at this hour? Are you in the dormitory?"

"On the way back to the dormitory." Yan Zhusheng whispered.

"What's the matter?"

"Well..." Yan Zhusheng blinked, "Li Luo, didn't you say you won't make fried rice?"

"Yeah, I'm coding at home."

"Then why is your uncle still here?" Yan Zhusheng asked, "There is also Zhao Rongjun helping us, setting up the stall."

"What is this?" Li Luo looked stunned and quickly asked, "Is it over there by the fire iron door downstairs in your dormitory?"

"Yes, it's at the same place." Yan Zhusheng nodded and said, "I heard from my classmates that they have been there before, but I didn't notice them before, so I just saw them today."

After listening to what Yan Zhusheng said, the corners of Li Luo's mouth suddenly twitched, and he probably guessed what was going on.

"I'll go take a look. They haven't left yet, right?" Li Luo asked Yan Zhusheng.

"No." Yan Zhusheng was standing not far from the iron gate at this time, looking at the situation on the other side, "If you want to come, I will wait here for a while."

"It's okay, you can go back to the dormitory first."

"But I want to eat fried rice."

Li Luo: "...then go and order one."

"Can I eat your fried food?"

"You are quite demanding."

Li Luo rolled his eyes, stood up in a hurry, put on his down jacket and scarf, and walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, Ying Chanxi was still taking a bath in the bathroom, and Xu Youyu was typing in the study, without noticing Li Luo's movements.

Li Luo put on his shoes and went out, and quickly rushed all the way from Bihailanting to the fire iron gate of the dormitory area of ​​the No. 1 Middle School, and saw his uncle and Zhao Rongjun at a glance.

At this time, Lin Xiufeng's electric three-wheeler had been modified by him somewhere and turned into a mobile stall.

The original open-top compartment at the back has been transformed into an upper and lower level.

Fried rice is placed on top, and gas tanks and other things are placed on the bottom.

And I don’t know if it was to avoid suspicion or what, Lin Xiufeng did not park the electric three-wheel directly in front of the iron gate. Instead, he parked it on the side of the road a little further away, facing the entrance of the community on the opposite side of the road.

Occasionally, residents who are walking home late at night, or who have just returned from working overtime, will come over and order one when they smell the aroma here.

After all, Lin Xiufeng had lived in a rural area since he was a child, so it was no problem to make fried rice. He even made some tricks to make stir-fried rice noodles.

As for Zhao Rongjun, he went between the iron gate and the electric three-wheeler. The students on the other side of the iron gate took orders. After Zhao Rongjun gathered them, he ran to the stall to place the order, and then delivered the fried rice to collect the money.

Seeing this scene, Li Luo was dumbfounded.

Forget it about uncle.

It was normal for Lin Xiufeng to become interested after discovering how much money could be made from frying rice at a roadside stall.

But this guy Zhao Rongjun and Li Luo really couldn't stand it.

I thought I had convinced him before, but I didn't expect that I secretly partnered with Lin Xiufeng to sell fried rice here without telling him.

Are you really addicted to making money?

Especially now that Li Luo is missing, and Lin Xiufeng has enough time to prepare in advance, the money he makes is estimated to be several times higher than before.
To be continued...
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