After sending Yan Zhusheng away, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi also packed their luggage and prepared to go home.

Xu Youyu planned to go back around dinner time.

After all, she didn't plan to take anything with her. It only took a few minutes to get home, which was very convenient.

You can stay here and code in the afternoon.

"Senior sister, please remember to wash the dishes and chopsticks at noon." Li Luo reminded before leaving.

"I know." Xu Youyu waved his hand, and then suddenly remembered something. He leaned into Li Luo's ear with a smile and said softly, "Have you read the pen pal letter? Why don't you come back around the 10th and stay with me for a few days?"

Li Luo was tickled by the heat of her words in his ear. He subconsciously took a half step back and said helplessly: "Let's talk about this kind of thing later."

After saying goodbye to Xu Youyu, Li Luo pushed his suitcase, put on his schoolbag, and walked out of the door of 1502 with Ying Chanxi.

Ying Chanxi asked curiously: "What did senior sister tell you?"

"She said that if she was disliked again after returning home during the winter vacation, she would sneak back here to live for a few days." Li Luo said, "She asked me if I would come over to help her cook and save her stomach."

"Senior sister lived here last year, right?" Ying Chanxi said with a sullen face after hearing this, "Didn't she live here during the winter vacation last year? How can I trouble you to come all the way to cook.

"

"Indeed." Li Luo nodded.

Seeing that Li Luo also had a positive attitude, Ying Chanxi felt relieved and went downstairs with him in a happy mood.

In the elevator, she looked at herself reflected in the elevator door, straightened the light red scarf around her neck, and then looked at the red scarf Li Luo was wearing, with a satisfied smile on her face.

Especially when she thought of successfully sleeping on Li Luo's bed last night, Ying Chanxi felt even happier.

When she woke up this morning, she saw an extra quilt on her body and knew that Li Luo had brought it from her bedroom.

Other than that, only Li Luo's quilt was left on the bed.

Looking at it this way, Yan Zhusheng should have gone back to his bedroom to sleep after watching the movie last night.

Thinking of this, the smile on Ying Chanxi's face became even stronger, and his whole person was filled with joy.

Li Luo looked at her smiling face and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you smiling so happily?"

"Ah?" When Li Luo said this, Ying Chanxi realized that he was laughing a little too proudly, so he quickly calmed down his expression and explained, "It's winter vacation, of course I'm happy."

The two people walked out of the elevator, took a taxi at the gate of the community, and returned to Jincheng Community with their luggage.

After calling their mother at the breakfast shop to tell them that they were back, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi went upstairs and went home to put their luggage.

After a while, Ying Chanxi took out the key at the door of Li Luo's house, walked into Room 401, and knocked on Li Luo's door.

"What are you doing?" Ying Chanxi poked his head in curiously and saw Li Luo opening the laptop that Yan Zhusheng borrowed from him, "Do you want to play games?"

Of course, I am not playing games, but I want to take advantage of the time to write more Braille and restore the state of saving 200,000 manuscripts as soon as possible.

But since Ying Chanxi came over, Li Luo temporarily put aside the thought of coding and said instead: "Would you like to play together? Or do you plan to review your homework?"

"What are you reviewing?" Ying Chanxi rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not a real machine. It's the first day of winter vacation, can't you relax?"

"Then come."

…

The two of them played games all afternoon, starting from the simplest two-player mini-game of 4399, to some of the two-player games on the Internet.

When he finally played "Portal 2", Ying Chanxi was even more focused and completely immersed in the fun.

"I think this game is very interesting, and it tests your spatial imagination." Ying Chanxi kept playing until Lin Xiuhong and others came back, and then he let go of the keyboard with unfinished content.

"Then let's continue playing next time." Li Luo smiled, got up, and went to the living room with Ying Chanxi.

Seeing the two of them coming out of the bedroom, Lin Xiuhong pulled Ying Chanxi over with a smile and greeted her affectionately.

"Xixi is back, what did you do this afternoon?"

"Played games with him for a while," Ying Chanxi said honestly.

"Oh, that's good." Lin Xiuhong smiled and nodded, "Playing games is a puzzle. Playing occasionally is also helpful for learning."

Li Luo on the side immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Lin Xiuhong said this only because they had good grades.

If your grades are at the bottom every day and you dare to play games when you go home, you will probably be picked on immediately.

Your parents' attitude towards you often does not depend on what you actually do, but on their own dynamic adjustments based on your academic performance.

That is to say, his grades have improved in this life, and only then can he achieve the situation of a loving mother and a filial son.

"Let's have fun during the winter vacation." Lin Xiuhong said to Li Luo, "Just remember to do your winter vacation homework."

"Now that you are the monitor, you can't just not finish your homework like you did before, right?"

"Oh, by the way, how was the final exam?"

Li Luo watched helplessly as Lin Xiuhong went from "having fun during the holidays" to "how was the final exam?", and suddenly felt dumbfounded.

"17th in the school and first in the class."

"Oh, it's pretty good." Lin Xiuhong nodded, but then asked, "Is it 15th in the last monthly exam? Why did it drop two places this time?"

"Aunt Lin~" Ying Chanxi held Lin Xiuhong's arm and walked to the kitchen and said with a smile, "When you reach the top 40 in the school, this kind of fluctuation in ranking is normal. Everyone is at the same level. It just depends on the difficulty of the test paper.

biased and practical.”

"So Xixi, how did you do in the exam this time?"

"Still number one."

"Look." Lin Xiuhong said, "Why don't you fluctuate? Li Luo, you have to learn more from Xixi and keep making progress."

Li Luo looked at Lin Xiuhong, and then at Ying Chanxi, who was holding her forehead helplessly, and immediately covered her mouth and almost stopped laughing: "I know, Mom, when I pass Yingchanxi in the future, you should do it then."

How do you say that?”

"Do you have the ability to try to surpass the first one?" Lin Xiuhong chuckled twice, "Xixi has never been from the first place since junior high school, right? Is it because you said you should surpass it?"

Li Luo shrugged his shoulders without comment. After all, he was just talking.

Ying Chanxi followed Lin Xiuhong into the kitchen and helped her prepare dinner.

Watching his wife and Xixi enter the kitchen, Li Guohong sat on the sofa, turned on the TV in the living room, and then waved to Li Luo.

When the father and son came together, Li Guohong asked in a low voice: "How much is your monthly manuscript fee?"

"Based on the current website alone, this month's contribution fee is probably over 100,000, right?" Li Luo made an estimate and asked, "What's wrong, Dad?"

"Didn't you tell your mother before that you wanted to discuss whether to buy a house or shop near the subway in the future?"

Li Guohong said in a low voice, "I think what you said makes sense. After all, you are leaving the money alone."

"Now that there is such a good investment direction as the subway, we cannot waste it."

"But you have to give me an explanation first."

Having said this, Li Guohong paused for a moment, glanced at the kitchen, and after confirming that Ying Chanxi could not hear him, he continued to ask:

"When will you be able to finish your novel?"

"I've been searching a lot about the online writing industry recently, and I feel like the income is not very stable?"

"If you finish writing this book and no one reads the next one, won't you stop making money?"

"Before we do anything, we still need to do this risk assessment in advance."

After listening to Li Guohong's words, Li Luo understood. He nodded and said: "I can write this book for a long time, at least within one or two years. I can rest assured."

The main reason is that Li Luo has written and watched a lot of entertainment in his previous life, so he has good control over the rhythm in this aspect and has never allowed the protagonist to develop too quickly.

Especially when the three heroines are well portrayed, Li Luo often pulls one of the heroines out from time to time to write some daily touches as the plot progresses.

The number of words has skyrocketed.

Some readers really like to see this kind of daily flirting content, and often clamor for more.

So I got into a quarrel with another group of readers who loved watching the main story progress, and the comment area was very lively.

Under such circumstances, the book has just reached 1.3 million words, and Li Luo feels that he can write at least 4 to 5 million words. It is indeed far from the end.

At least let him earn back the money for the house, right?

It would be better if you could earn a few more sets.

After listening to Li Luo's words, Li Guohong felt a little relieved. After thinking about it in his mind, he said: "Anyway, you'd better study hard. I'll go check on the things here first."

Li Luo nodded, expressing understanding and obediently doing his duty as a son.

In terms of family decision-making, as a minor, even if he makes a lot of money, he still needs to guide his parents to indirectly control a certain amount of decision-making power.

Therefore, when he does these things and communicates with his parents, he is more measured and leaves everything to his parents to decide.

But in fact, when he spoke, he had already consciously spoken in the direction of the result he wanted.

In this way, you can also achieve the goals you want.

…
To be continued...