Chapter 516 Want to Die
After dinner, several parents left one after another.
After communicating with the editor, Li Luo reached for the desk. After some hesitation, he simply took both water glasses with him and went to the living room to pour a glass of water and then a glass of juice.
Before the summer vacation, Li Luo would put Xu Youyu's water cup in the bedroom and use it to pour water while typing.
What Ying Chanxi gave him was to take to school.
Now that I am on summer vacation, I have also brought back the water cup from Yingchanxi. This cup is a bit too much.
Li Luo took a sip of juice and continued to devote himself to coding.
"I'm Really Not a Celebrity" has been serialized for more than two years, and the number of words has reached 5 million.
Thanks to his strong daily knowledge of hydrology and the four business lines he had planned in the early stages, he had a lot to write about with sufficient ammunition.
If it were a normal author, at this stage of writing, there is a high probability that he would have already entered a period of exhaustion.
There will be a situation of "physiological repulsion at the thought of coding later".
Generally, this symptom will be resolved when the old book is finished and the new one is started.
To put it simply, it means liking the new and hating the old. People are always full of passion when facing a new love, and they will get bored after a long time.
Li Luo now maintains a good coding state purely by relying on the powerful function of the memory palace.
I have the experience of writing online in my previous life as a foundation, and with the help of the Memory Palace in this life, I have these five million words of content to hone and verify.
Today, Li Luo has established a framework for writing entertainment articles that is very suitable for him.
Since the popularity of "I'm Not a Celebrity", many authors on the Internet have been analyzing the logic of the book's popularity, dismantling its framework and techniques, and trying to reproduce it.
But Li Luo is very self-aware, and the quality of his book is just that.
In other words, the performance of online writing does not entirely depend on quality.
When its quality reaches a relatively excellent level, the rest depends entirely on the traffic it can absorb.
There are many popular books that were ignored when they were hundreds of thousands or one million words long. However, when they reached more than two million words, they suddenly skyrocketed due to word-of-mouth spread.
It was the book that originally subscribed to by a few hundred people, and it was also the book that tens of thousands of people subscribed to later.
Therefore, it is difficult for you to judge the quality of a book simply by its scores.
"Li Luo."
Just as Li Luo was typing words and thinking about these things, the door of the master bedroom was pushed open.
Yan Zhusheng's head poked in from the outside and shouted to him.
"What's wrong?" Li Luo stopped his fingers, turned to look at Yan Zhusheng, and asked in confusion.
"I want to come in."
"Then keep quiet, I'm still writing."
"Oh~"
Yan Zhusheng came in from the door obediently, closed the door smoothly, walked to the bed and sat down, looking at Li Luo's profile.
She admired Li Luo who was writing seriously for a while, and then her eyes fell on the desk.
When he saw the two water glasses placed side by side, Yan Zhusheng suddenly bulged his mouth and felt a little unhappy again.
But she didn't say anything, not wanting to disturb Li Luo, and just waited for him to finish coding.
When it was about ten o'clock, Li Luo finished his work for the day, stretched out on the chair, and then turned to look at Yan Zhusheng sitting by the bed.
Yan Zhusheng wore a nightdress. Judging from the style, she probably learned it from Xu Youyu.
Unfortunately, the chest cannot be lifted up, and the upper body looks a little worse.
But a pair of slender legs protruded from the hem of the skirt, and her cold white skin was like the pure white snow on the top of the mountain, making up for the points she had previously deducted.
Yan Zhusheng noticed his gaze, lifted her feet and placed them on Li Luo's thighs.
At this moment, the hem of the skirt, which was originally not very long, suddenly slid down along the low point of the height difference. From Li Luo's perspective, he could even see a lovely touch of pure white.
"What are you doing?"
"My legs are a little tired." Yan Zhusheng shook her long, dazzling white legs, raised her head and looked at Li Luo, "Pinch."
Li Luo had no choice but to act as a masseur and provide Miss Yan with massage services.
Yan Zhusheng was lying on Li Luo's bed while enjoying Li Luo's warm hands. Then she remembered the two water glasses on the desk and couldn't help but ask: "Li Luo."
"Huh?"
"When I celebrate my birthday in August, I also want a water glass."
Li Luo: "This thing is not necessary..."
"I want it." Yan Zhusheng looked at Li Luo seriously, seemingly unwilling to give in.
Even the beautiful legs on Li Luo's thighs swayed a bit, making Li Luo a little unable to control himself.
"Okay, okay, what you want is what you want." Li Luo quickly surrendered and held her legs down to stop her from moving. "I'll take you with me on my birthday. Just a water glass."
After receiving Li Luo's affirmative reply, Yan Zhusheng finally showed a satisfied smile, and his body completely relaxed. He lay on Li Luo's bed and continued to enjoy the service from Li Luo.
Seeing this beautiful scenery, Li Luo picked up Yan Zhusheng's legs and let her lie completely on the bed. Then he pressed down on her and whispered in her ear: "Teacher Yan, I kind of want to go to class."
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Halfway through class, Ying Chanxi, who had just finished taking a shower, knocked on the door and came in.
Seeing Yan Zhusheng nestled in Li Luo's arms on the bed, Ying Chanxi immediately puffed up his mouth and sat down on the chair a little angrily.
"Blow down my hair for me."
"Coming."
Li Luo got out of bed and helped Ying Chanxi dry her wet long hair.
I don't know if it's because of the previous Monopoly event on Xu Youyu's birthday, but now Ying Chanxi is a little immune to the scenes of Li Luo being intimate with Yan Zhusheng or Xu Youyu.
Although he may be jealous, he doesn't have many other emotions and only thinks that he wants it too.
Under such subtle influence, Li Luo enjoyed it.
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, after Li Luo had served Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng and coaxed them to go back to their room to sleep, he went to Xu Youyu's bedroom door and knocked lightly.
After getting Xu Youyu's consent, Li Luo pushed the door open and walked in. He saw Xu Youyu squatting on a chair, staring at the computer screen in deep thought.
The document is densely packed with text, with various settings for the new book written on it. It looks very complicated.
Xu Youyu turned to look at Li Luo who walked into the room, with a somewhat excited expression on his face. He quickly waved to Li Luo to come over and show off to him his recent preparations. Li Luo was very patient. He sat by the bed and listened to her explain her thoughts, corroborating her impressions of the basic popular works of the Reiki revival school, and then added a few words.
Although he didn't talk much, he could always hit the point just right, which made Xu Youyu's eyes sparkle.
"Your current setting is actually a bit redundant. Don't get too immersed in it." Li Luo reminded, "The point is still that you have to draw out an attractive main line within the framework of this system. The plot comes out.”
For many newcomers to online writing, they have strong setting abilities and can always come up with some very good worldviews and upgrade systems.
But the focus of online articles is still the story.
No matter how good your setting is, it's still not as good as the story.
Without a wonderful main story, no matter how good the setting is, it will only become dull.
Although Xu Youyu already has a book with tens of thousands of orders, he is not a newcomer to online writing.
But what she had written before was entertainment, after all, and this thing had the same urban background as the theme of spiritual energy recovery.
But the writing is completely different.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
For entertainment, the main plot is very simple. As long as you find a good entry point into the era, the rest is how the protagonist becomes a "superstar".
But for topics like "Revival of Spiritual Energy", the breadth of its content is very large. If you can't find a suitable main line, it's easy to write in a scattered and confusing way.
"I don't want to write it too big, and I also try to make it as small as possible on the map. I don't want to write in a format that changes the map every time." Xu Youyu thought for a while, then scrolled with the mouse, "Look at this."
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Li Luo looked intently and saw three big characters on it - Phoenix Mountain.
"This is the initial location I designed." Xu Youyu said, "The protagonist is an incense maker and lives at the foot of Phoenix Mountain. This place is considered a tourist attraction."
"As the influence of spiritual energy recovery gradually spreads, Phoenix Mountain is among the first places where clues have emerged."
"I plan to write the main plot around Phoenix Mountain. In the middle period, this place can be used as the protagonist's dojo, where he can open a mountain and recruit disciples."
The more Xu Youyu talked, the more excited he became. Under Li Luo's guidance, his inner imagination was set on the right path, and the originally vague main line framework quickly became clear.
But because the conversation got excited, Xu Youyu kept dragging Li Luo and refused to let him go. They chatted for several hours, until two or three in the morning.
Li Luo was so sleepy in the end that he fell asleep directly on Xu Youyu's bed.
The next day, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng went for a morning run with Li Luo but found no one, so they came to the door of Xu Youyu's room with a tacit understanding. When they pushed it open, they saw someone's figure.
"Who said that when Zhu Sheng and I were asked to go back to bed yesterday?" Ying Chanxi walked to the bed and shook Li Luo awake, and said angrily, "It would be such a waste if our four bedrooms were never used. Ah, and you left the master bedroom empty?”
Li Luo was still a little unconscious at this time. When he opened his eyes in a daze, his face was confused by Ying Chanxi's questioning.
He had no ability to organize logically at this time, so he had to rely on his intuition to pull Ying Chanxi into his arms and hug him: "I'm too sleepy...let me sleep a little longer."
Ying Chanxi was hugged by him, her cheeks turned red immediately, she struggled on the surface, but she didn't want to break away.
But Yan Zhusheng, who was standing aside, said abruptly: "Xixi, do you want to sleep too?"
"I, I didn't!" Ying Chanxi finally broke free. Looking at Li Luo who was still very sleepy, he couldn't help but ask, "What time did you two go to bed last night?"
"Sister Yu is preparing a new book, and she kept chatting with me all night." Li Luo rubbed his forehead with a headache, "I didn't fall asleep until about three o'clock yesterday. I won't go for the morning run today. You two can go, Come back and buy some breakfast.”
"Okay." Ying Chanxi didn't force it, but glanced at Xu Youyu who was still sleeping soundly on the other side of the bed, and couldn't help but say something more, "Then why don't you go back to your room and sleep?"
"It's too much trouble... Just make do with it."
"Huh." Ying Chanxi angrily pulled Yan Zhusheng away and went downstairs for a morning run.
At half past six, breakfast was brought back.
Li Luo got out of bed at this time, briefly dealt with the two of them, and then pulled Xu Youyu up from the bed to have breakfast.
"You have a graduation ceremony to attend today, right?" Li Luo reminded, "You are the number one in liberal arts in our school, and you have to prepare to give a speech on stage."
As soon as these words came out, Xu Youyu, who had originally wanted to stay in bed, finally came to his senses, muttered a few words, got out of bed, and put on the school uniform handed over by Li Luo.
The high school graduation ceremony in the morning of the attached No. 1 Middle School was scheduled for eight o'clock in the morning, so I got to the classroom at 7:30.
After Xu Youyu finished breakfast, he still had some time to spare.
Although she was still a little sleepy, the remaining time was not enough for her to catch up on a short sleep, so she had to sit down at the desk, think about it, and take out the letters that her previous classmates had given her.
"What is this?" Li Luo asked curiously.
"It was suggested by my classmates in the previous class." Xu Youyu said, "Imitate the model of the literary club and write letters to the people you want to say something to. This is a letter I received before."
“Everyone has agreed that we can’t take it apart until the college entrance examination is over.”
"But it was my birthday that day and I forgot about it. I just remembered it."
"So many people wrote to you?" Li Luo was a little surprised, and then laughed teasingly, "Are they all brave confessions of love letters?"
"What are you thinking about?" Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, "At least half of them are gifts from girls, okay?"
"That means you have a fisherman, you are a man of both genders."
"Get lost." Xu Youyu said hoarsely, "Don't disturb me from reading the letter."
With that said, Xu Youyu opened a letter casually.
Out of respect for privacy, Li Luo avoided her sight when she opened the letter and took out her phone to read it.
As a result, within a few seconds, Li Luo heard the sound of opening the letter again, and it was opening faster and faster.
Li Luo looked up and saw that Xu Youyu's face was flushed and he was opening the letter frantically. He took one look at it and threw it angrily on the table, then opened another letter, and so on.
At the end, Xu Youyu let out a scream and threw himself on the desk, screaming as if he had been beaten dozens of times.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Luo looked puzzled, but finally couldn't hold it back, picked up one of the letters and took a look.
The next second, he stopped holding back and burst out laughing.
"You're still laughing!" Xu Youyu burst into tears and punched Li Luo on the chest, feeling completely ashamed.
"I think it's okay. It's a graduation surprise." Li Luo suppressed a smile and let Xu Youyu vent.
As for the content of the letter, it was naturally the students of Class 36 high school appreciating the monitor’s masterpiece.
I have to say that the writing skills of the students in the liberal arts class are really good, and they are very clear and logical.
But the more serious the compliment was, the more it made Xu Youyu so embarrassed that he wanted to die.
Li Luo held Xu Youyu, who was moaning in his arms, and did not forget to whisper in her ear: "Sister Youyu, don't forget, you have to give a speech on stage today."
"Shut up!"
(End of chapter)