Chapter 490 Fever

According to the requirements of Xu Yinghuan and the other three group leaders, after joining the group, it is best to change your nickname to your real name.

But this is not mandatory, just a suggestion.

Many people who lurked after joining the group did not change their nicknames, but at a glance, almost half of them changed their nicknames to their own names.

So Li Luo just took a quick glance and knew who had already known about Xu Youyu's great cause.

"Chen Zhongqi, Zhu Huiyan, Wang Xinyu... they are all familiar faces." Li Luo smacked his lips and couldn't help but complain, "How come even Shen Shuhua and Dong Mengjie from Class 16 are here!"

When Li Luo saw Shen Shuhua's name, he realized that it was no wonder that the girl hadn't been chatting with him much recently.

I still remember that when I was in the first year of high school, during the school’s New Year’s Day event, she took the initiative to talk to me.

Later, in their second year of high school, because of subject selection, Li Luo and other two had to go to Class 16 for every history class.

At that time, Shen Shuhua would find opportunities to chat with him from time to time.

But later on, such things happened less and less, and now I hardly ever look for him.

Judging from the looks of it, he's probably been in this group for too long and knows clearly that he can't compete with Xixi and the others, so he's given up, right?
Li Luo was thinking this in his mind, and he was also muttering, "There are too many people."

Even Jian Zhenyuan from Class 1 is lurking in here!
Brother, you are second in the grade at least, are you so gossipy?
Li Luo glanced at the list of group members of [Dongdong is the cutest in the world] and complained silently as he read.

Finally, he simply quickly scanned the member lists of the three groups, recorded them all in his memory palace, and then slowly checked them.

"Niu Qingling, Qian Siliang, Shao Youpeng... Damn! You guys are such gossips." Li Luo covered his forehead when he saw several seniors from the former rock club. "You joined Mo Qinghan's group. Is this considered Zhu Sheng's family group?"

After complaining, Li Luo turned his attention to a few names that were a little unfamiliar but had some impression of him.

He searched the memory palace for the student list of Class 36 of Senior High School where Xu Youyu was studying, and compared it with the names in the QQ group.

Then he looked at Xu Youyu, who was lying limp on the bed, with a look of pity on his face. He came to the bed and gently touched her head, saying softly, "Sister Youyu, there is good news now. Do you want to hear it?"

"What good news?" Xu Youyu's originally dim eyes turned and glanced at Li Luo beside him, with a slight hope in his eyes.

"Yu Chenguang, Feng Yao, Le Huizhen..." Li Luo called out the names of seven people. Every time he called out a name, Xu Youyu felt his heart tremble slightly. "These seven people, if I remember correctly, are all your classmates, right?"

Xu Youyu nodded slightly, with a sad expression on his face: "Are they all in the group?"

"Yeah." Li Luo sighed, "Please accept my condolences. Your classmates all know about it."

"How can this be considered good news!" Xu Youyu punched him in frustration. He had no place to vent his grief and anger, and in the end he could only bury his head in the quilt and cry.

"Isn't this good news? There are only seven people from your class in this group, which means that the others may not know about it yet."

"Thank you so much." Xu Youyu stared at him with resentment on his face. It seemed that there were still tears in his eyes. His eyeballs were red and he looked a little pitiful.

It was rare for Li Luo to see Xu Youyu's lovely side, and he couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek: "Anyway, things have come to this, Sister Youyu, just accept the reality first."

"How can I accept this?"

Xu Youyu rolled around on the bed, crying and wailing like a little child. Finally, due to exhaustion, he stopped panting, with messy hair in his mouth.

But after venting his anger, Xu Youyu slowly recovered. After crying for a while, he finally pulled Li Luo to sit up again.

After IQ regained the high ground, Xu Youyu asked, "Now that we know the approximate number of people, what about the time?"

"What time?"

"When did they know that I was writing a book?" Xu Youyu said, "Can I see the chat history in the group?"

"It's viewable, but there's too much." Li Luo casually flipped through it. Since the group chat did not prohibit new members from viewing previous historical records, Li Luo could see the messages before joining the group.

However, if we just translate it this way, the efficiency will be too low.

Li Luo simply entered keywords such as "literary era" and "Senior Sister Xu", and then searched forward along the timeline, and found the original source.

Then, when they looked at the time, they immediately looked at each other in bewilderment.

"There is Sister Yu."

"Um……"

"It seems like they found out last semester?" Li Luo looked at the chat records and said speechlessly, "It's been more than half a year."

"Stop talking." Xu Youyu silently hung up Li Luo's phone, lay down on the bed expressionlessly, and gently closed his eyes. "Just treat me as dead, and don't talk about this anymore."

Li Luo felt a little amused and helpless when he saw her self-destructive look.

He reached out and shook Xu Youyu's shoulders, but she really looked like dead and didn't move at all.

It wasn't until Li Luo stretched out his hand to her waist and tickled her a few times that Xu Youyu lost her composure instantly and couldn't help laughing. Then she showed an angry expression and kicked him: "You are so annoying! I am so uncomfortable, and you are still like this."

"Then what should I do?"

"To comfort me, of course."

"Isn't this what I'm always doing to comfort you?"

"No, what kind of consolation is that?"

"So you want to comfort him with actions?" "Yeah." Xu Youyu lay on the bed with his legs hooked around Li Luo's waist.

The next second, Li Luo pressed on Xu Youyu.

Obviously, at this time, only more exciting things can temporarily cover up Xu Youyu's inner embarrassment about social death.

Once you immerse yourself in some things, you will no longer think about other unnecessary things.

It’s a pity that this effect is only temporary after all.

After they separated, Xu Youyu still had to face reality.

"Speaking of which..." Xu Youyu was holding Li Luo's phone and looking through the chat records in the three groups. Then he suddenly realized something, "Have you noticed that Xixi and Zhusheng don't seem to be in the group?"

"Indeed." Li Luo nodded. "I guess it's because these groups were originally just character fan groups, so the prototypes of the two characters La Xixi and Zhu Sheng were not included."

"After that, the fact that you wrote a novel was exposed, and they were still discussing it in this group."

"Because you were afraid that Xixi and Zhusheng would find out and tell you? I guess that's the case. Anyway, I didn't involve them in the end."

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After hearing his analysis, Xu Youyu finally felt better. He patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "This is the only good news I've gotten this afternoon."

After all, Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng were both reading the book "The Age of Literature and Art". If she knew that the book was written by Xu Youyu, she would really have to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"It's nothing, right?" Li Luo said, stroking his chin. "So many people know about it, and Xixi and Zhusheng are not the only ones who know about it. You might as well confront them directly."

"That'll have to wait until after I finish the college entrance examination!" Xu Youyu couldn't help but say.

"Does it make any difference?"

"You can die later."

"But I see that you are usually quite open-minded and even like to take a bath with them." Li Luo laughed and said, "Why are you embarrassed to let them study the contents of the book?"

"Shut up!" Xu Youyu glared at him unhappily, her cheeks red. There was something special about the glare, as it was a bit coquettish.

However, things have come to this point, and Xu Youyu had no choice but to accept this reality sadly.

"There is another good news." Li Luo said suddenly.

"what?"

"We have a holiday for Labor Day," Li Luo said. "Classes won't start until Tuesday, so you can see your dear classmates later."

Xu Youyu: "...Is there a way to never see them again?"

"You have to think twice. Don't do anything illegal or criminal."

"What are you thinking?" Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, then said, "I mean, there's only a little over a month left before the college entrance exam, can I just ask the teacher to review at home?"

"What's the point of covering your ears and stealing the bell?"

"It's better than going to school and facing strange looks from classmates every day!" Xu Youyu clenched his fist and said loudly, "I think this will seriously affect my study state!"

"You're not going to get into Peking University or Tsinghua University anyway, so the score line of Qianda University is still easy for you to decide."

"Then I have to prepare well for the exam and be in the best condition to face the college entrance examination!" Xu Youyu said seriously, "So what do you think of my suggestion?"

"It's shameful to escape." Li Luo said with a smile, "Can't you learn from me? Just face it calmly."

"It's so easy for you to say it." Xu Youyu muttered softly.

The two of them chatted in the room, and ended up staying in Xu Youyu's room for the entire afternoon, reading through the group chats of the three groups for a long time.

At dinner in the evening, facing Xu Yinghuan and Qiao Xinyan, Xu Youyu felt even more uneasy.

After knowing that the two of them knew about his book, Xu Youyu always felt that they looked at him strangely.

but.

Just when Xu Youyu was in agony and was about to go to school on Tuesday.

The weather suddenly turned cold on May Day, and a cold front passed through, causing heavy rain in Yinjiang District.

Xu Youyu has a cold.

By Monday, she felt her throat was a little dry, so she kept drinking hot water from the afternoon, but the effect was not very good.

So late on Monday night, Li Luo, who was typing seriously in his bedroom, suddenly heard his cell phone ring.

When I picked it up, I found that it was Xu Youyu calling.

This made Li Luo confused for a moment, but he still answered the call.

"Hello? Why are you calling? If you have anything to say, just come over here."

"Li Luo..." Xu Youyu's somewhat weak voice came from the other end of the phone, "I seem to have a fever."

(End of this chapter)