When Li Luo returned home at night, Ying Chanxi had just come out of the bath.

She was wearing panda pajamas, with a towel on her head, and was wiping her hair. When she turned around, she heard the door opening and saw Li Luo coming in from the outside.

"Huh? When did you go out?" Ying Chanxi wiped her hair and walked up to Li Luo, looked at him doubtfully, then looked down at the plastic bag in his hand, "What is this?"

"Fried rice." Li Luo lifted up the plastic bag and was greeted by the faint scent of shampoo. He pointed to the dining table in the living room, "Do you want to eat it? I'll help you blow dry your hair."

"Oh." Ying Chanxi nodded, and after hearing Li Luo's words, he walked to the dining table and sat down. He immediately realized, "Why did you suddenly run out to buy fried rice before you said anything? Can't you make it at home?"

"Yan Zhusheng called me."

"Zhusheng?" Ying Chanxi narrowed his eyes, "Isn't she living in the dormitory? Why did she ask you to come out?"

"Can you just listen to me?" Li Luo patted her head, put the fried rice on the table, took out one of the boxes, and then helped her take out the chopsticks.

Then Li Luo walked to the door of the study room, knocked on the door, and called Xu Youyu out to eat fried rice. Finally, he returned behind Ying Chanxi, took out the hair dryer, and continued to say while drying her hair:

"She called me and said that there was someone selling fried rice over the fire door of the school dormitory."

"Who do you think it is?"

Ying Chanxi lowered his head and took a mouthful of fried rice, and was stunned for a moment: "Who is it?"

"My uncle," Li Luo said helplessly, "and Zhao Rongjun."

"What?" Xu Youyu was called out from the study by Li Luo. After smelling the fragrance in the living room, he trotted over and asked, "What is Zhao Rongjun?"

"He hid it from my uncle and was selling fried rice over there in the dormitory." Li Luo repeated, "I went to take a look, and found out that it was true."

"It smells so good." Xu Youyu didn't care who was selling the fried rice. He happily opened the lid and took a big bite, "Okay, your uncle's cooking is very good, and he can compare with you."

"What you are eating is fried by me." Li Luo rolled his eyes, "Senior sister, there is still orange juice in the refrigerator. Go and pour a few glasses."

"OK."

Continuing to blow dry Ying Chanxi's hair, Li Luo continued: "Originally, I thought Zhao Rongjun was an honest guy, but it turned out that he was really addicted to selling fried rice, and he wanted to follow my uncle even without telling me."

"But the winter vacation is coming soon, so I'm too lazy to take care of it."

"Just think of it as making some extra money for them."

After Ying Chanxi heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Without you sharing the money, wouldn't they have made more money?"

"I can earn five or six hundred yuan a night." Li Luo said, "My uncle gave that boy Zhao Rongjun a salary of one hundred yuan, and he was quite happy with his work. He has already made a lot of money in the past half month.

It’s a thousand yuan.”

"That's quite a lot." Xu Youyu came back with orange juice and was surprised when he heard this.

With the help of Li Luo's recommendation, Xu Youyu has successfully exceeded the 3,000 average order mark a while ago, reaching the level of high-quality products.

Calculated based on the daily update volume of 4,000 words, her monthly manuscript fee is just over 10,000.

Calculating it this way, Uncle Li Luo makes more money than Uncle Li Luo.

However, Ying Chanxi didn't care about this. After listening to what Li Luo said, he turned to ask: "Li Luo, do you want to travel abroad?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I am going to go abroad with my dad in February," Ying Chanxi said, "but even if he is not busy, he will still be busy with work occasionally."

"If you go too, I'll have someone to play with."

"There are still about ten days left, there is still time to apply for a passport or something, what do you think?"

This put Li Luo in a bit of a dilemma.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, it's just that he promised the editor that he would attend the symposium in February.

So he still shook his head and said, "It's too much trouble for Uncle Ying. Besides, you and your daughter are traveling together. What's the point of taking me with you?"

"It doesn't matter." Ying Chanxi pouted and poked at the fried rice with chopsticks. Seeing that Li Luo looked like he didn't want to go, he felt a little disappointed.

"Okay." Li Luo helped her blow dry her hair and rubbed her messy hair, "It's only half a month. Don't make it look like you won't see her again."

After saying that, Li Luo also sat next to him and ate his box of fried rice.

The three of them were chatting while finishing the fried rice. Xu Youyu patted his belly and burped: "It's all your fault. I have to brush my teeth again."

"Why didn't I talk to you when I was eating just now?"

"After all, you still have to eat." Xu Youyu chuckled twice, "But since Xixi is going abroad, we can only meet again after New Year's Eve? But you can ask Zhu Sheng to come over and play."

"Yan Zhusheng is also going abroad." Li Luo said, "Her mother is going abroad for a medical check-up, and she has to accompany her."

"Ah?" Xu Youyu was stunned for a moment.

Ying Chanxi, who was next to him, also looked startled and asked quickly: "When will she leave?"

"You should leave after the holiday, right?" Li Luo said, "It seems that I won't be back until New Year's Eve."

"Is that so?" Ying Chanxi blinked, and his mood suddenly became brighter, "Then you really don't want to play with me?"

"Let's talk about it later, forget it this time."

"Okay." Ying Chanxi nodded and didn't ask him any more. His attitude changed quite quickly.

…

After the final exam ended on January 23, Attachment 1 Middle School entered the last school week.

Study life is much easier this week.

Not only the competition classes have been completely suspended, various competition clubs have also temporarily stopped all activities, and all daily leisure time has been given to interest clubs.

The teacher also talks about the final exam paper in class. After that, he assigns winter vacation homework and leaves the rest of the time for students to study by themselves.

Wait until Wednesday, and it will be the day when the final exam results are released.

On the bulletin board on the first floor of the teaching building, members of the student union were already posting new announcements early in the morning.

Before self-study started, the place was already overcrowded. Everywhere you looked, there were so many people that it was impossible to squeeze in.

Of course, there are also smart people, or those who have a good relationship with the teacher, who have already gone to the office on the fifth floor and asked the teacher directly for the specific ranking report card.

Of course, Li Luo couldn't stand the crowd in front of the bulletin board. After he came to the Class 8 classroom and put down his schoolbag, he went to the office to find Teacher Kong and got the report cards of the whole school and Class 8 from him.

"This time we are first again, 17th in the school." Kong Junxiang said to him with a smile, "If this level can be maintained, I will feel at ease."

Li Luo looked at his results and found that this ranking was within a reasonable range.

As for Ying Chanxi, he is naturally still ranked first in the school, and he has beaten Jian Zhenyuan, who is in second place, by more than ten points, which will probably make the latter very desperate.

Of course, after waiting for a long time, Jian Zhenyuan will probably get used to it.

"Teacher Kong, should I go back to the classroom first?" Li Luo said, "I'll put this report card on the blackboard."

"Yeah." Kong Junxiang nodded, then suddenly remembered something and said to Li Luo, "The second year of high school will be divided into liberal arts classes. Do you know this?"

"I know."

"But your class, the situation may be a little different." Kong Junxiang cleared his throat, and then whispered, "If you are serious, you can usually pay a little attention to the announcements of the Ministry of Education."

"Is there any news from Teacher Kong?" Li Luo was slightly moved, remembering Qianjiang Province's college entrance examination reform system for 2014 high school students, and roughly guessed what was going on.

"The specific situation has not been completely settled yet, but I can tell you a little bit." Kong Junxiang said, "Your class may have new college entrance examination reforms, mainly in the selection of liberal arts and science courses."

“In the past, we had to directly choose literature or theory, that is, either politics, history, geography, or material science, and you could only choose one of the two for the college entrance examination.”

"But now everyone is talking about cultivating students in a diversified way, so there may be targeted reforms in this area."

"The news I heard here is that the choice of minor subjects may be liberalized. For example, if you like physics, but don't like chemistry and biology, you are quite interested in history and geography."

"Then when you are divided into classes as a sophomore in high school, you can choose three courses: physics, history, and geography."

After listening to what Kong Junxiang said, Li Luo nodded with understanding: "In this way, students' choices will be very flexible."

"Yes." Kong Junxiang said with a helpless smile, "But the workload of the school is huge, and you are the first class, so there are many situations that you are not sure about. The teacher can't tell what will happen, so he just knows it in advance.

Let me inform you."

"Well, I understand. Thank you, Teacher Kong, for reminding me."

"It's good that you know this news yourself, and don't tell others nonsense." Kong Junxiang added, "After all, it hasn't been decided yet, and it might be postponed to next year."

"OK."

After leaving the office, Li Luo also pondered for a moment and recalled the reform of the college entrance examination in his previous life.

Talk about it.

In his previous life in high school, he was confused. In fact, he didn't study the situation after the reform very carefully. He just followed the school's plan.

But if preparations can really be made in advance... Li Luo thought of this and had many more ideas in his mind.

Back in the classroom, Li Luo posted the report card on the blackboard and was immediately surrounded by classmates.

Li Luo squeezed out from the crowd and returned to his seat. He looked at Yan Zhusheng and said, "Aren't you going to watch?"

"I'll just ask you." Yan Zhusheng blinked and looked at Li Luo, "And I know you must be number one."

"Then you are a little too confident in me." Li Luo smiled, and then said, "Lu Jiahao is also very good this time, and he actually got into the top 40 in the school."

"What about you?"

"Seventeenth place, even worse than the monthly exam." Li Luo sighed, and then laughed again. Suddenly he found that he seemed to be a bit like the top student he used to hate, "Don't you ask about your grades?"

"Then what's my grade?"

"I won't tell you." Li Luo held up his chin and looked at Yan Zhusheng, jokingly saying, "Please beg me and I will tell you."

"Then please." Yan Zhusheng blinked, without any hesitation, looking at Li Luo with very innocent eyes, which made Li Luo feel embarrassed and always felt a little guilty.

Li Luo: "...You are too easy to bully."

"But usually you are the only one who bullies me."

"Don't make it sound like I'm bad."
Chapter completed!