Chapter 544 Good night, husband~
October flies by.
Xu Youyu's university life was normal.
This was probably because he grew up in the staff housing of Qianjiang University and his father, Xu Rongsheng, worked in the School of Literature.
Therefore, after Xu Youyu was admitted to the School of Arts, he had almost no adaptation process and had perfectly integrated into the rhythm of university life.
The only problem is...
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
It was almost midnight, and because he had classes in the evening, Xu Youyu returned to the dormitory with his roommate after class.
At this time, Jiang Feiya was already lying on the bed, checking her cell phone and replying to messages about the extra fish that had appeared in the fish pond after she entered university.
Xie Xiuying went to bed early. If you walked close to her bed, you could hear her snoring softly. She had a very good sleep quality.
After the evening class, Zhao Letian still had some time to play badminton with his friends. After coming back from the game all sweaty and taking a shower, he was ready to go to bed when he saw Xu Youyu still sitting at the desk typing on the keyboard.
At this time, Xu Youyu heard his roommate's voice. With a calm face, he pressed the shortcut key with his finger and switched the computer page with one click.
When Zhao Letian got closer, a table appeared on the screen, which was filled with information about various stores.
"I have some work to do in the External Relations Department. I'll go to bed soon after I finish it." Xu Youyu said this, glancing at Zhao Letian, his heartbeat slightly faster, "You go to bed first."
"Oh, you have a lot to do in the External Relations Department." Zhao Letian nodded, without looking at it any further, and climbed up the ladder onto the bed.
Jiang Feiya, who was on the other side, was casting bait on WeChat. When she heard what Zhao Letian said, she laughed and complained, "You don't know, when our minister heard that You Yu had a boyfriend, his face was so red~"
"Okay, okay." Xu Youyu looked helpless, "Let's not talk about this anymore."
"You Yu is just too popular." Zhao Letian also said with a smile, "Didn't I join the Sports Department? In our College of Arts, almost all freshmen know that you have a boyfriend."
"But there are some seniors in the Sports Department who heard that there is a beautiful freshman in our College of Arts with a great figure. They asked me about her a few days ago."
"I told you that you already have a boyfriend."
"Thank you very much." Xu Youyu said with a smile, "I'll be busy now."
"OK, I won't bother you anymore." Zhao Letian covered himself with a blanket. "Finish your work early and go to bed early. You still have early classes tomorrow."
"Yeah." Xu Youyu nodded and responded. After confirming that his roommates were all resting in bed, he turned the screen back on and continued typing secretly.
Finally, he finished writing today's 4,000 words before midnight. Xu Youyu quickly uploaded the chapter, closed the writing page, leaned back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief.
Nearing the end of the month, her "Gu Dao Chang Qing" has reached 6 words.
Last weekend, editor Qianzhou had arranged the first round of trial recommendations for her, and so far, the increase has been good.
Although the number of words is still small at this point, the world view of "Gu Dao Changqing" has slowly unfolded.
The revival of spiritual energy is beginning to show signs, and signs are occurring in all parts of society.
Various situations also occur in Phoenix Mountain where the protagonist is located.
At this point, the protagonist has already begun to embark on the path of absorbing spiritual energy, and has become qualitatively different from ordinary people.
According to some theoretical ideas that Li Luo chatted with her on a daily basis.
The biggest difference between Spiritual Revival and pure immortal cultivation literature lies in the gap in interpersonal relationships.
In the immortal cultivation literature, the protagonist gradually cultivates from being weak to becoming strong, and the superstructure of the entire world has long been occupied and constructed by various immortal cultivation masters.
Therefore, the protagonist cultivates immortality step by step and climbs up within the framework of others.
Interpersonal relationships are bottom-up.
But within the framework of the spiritual energy revival, everyone starts out as just an ordinary person.
Even those Taoist and Buddhist temples with their own traditions of cultivation are unable to practice due to the long-term lack of spiritual energy.
Therefore, from the very beginning, everyone is on the same starting line.
As the son of destiny who was the first to participate in the spiritual energy revival wave, the protagonist naturally became the one who broke the old rules and made new rules.
The protagonist is one of the people standing at the forefront of the era of spiritual energy revival.
Therefore, in such circumstances, interpersonal relationships are often centered on the protagonist and work from top to bottom.
This is especially true of Xu Youyu's book "Gu Dao Changqing".
After typing, Xu Youyu turned off the computer, climbed onto the bed, and lay there, still thinking about the plot in his mind.
This is how writing online works.
Right after I finish typing, my brain is the most active. Unless I am extremely sleepy, I will usually remain alert for another two or three hours.
This is also the reason why Xu Youyu always likes to sleep in the morning.
Unfortunately, I have early classes tomorrow.
Xu Youyu sighed and just wanted to get to the next semester as soon as possible.
After all, the courses for the first semester of freshman year are all arranged by the school.
Next semester, I can choose my own courses and try to avoid those damn early classes.
Unfortunately, it is still a bit inconvenient to work in the dormitory, especially when typing.
When his roommate is around, Xu Youyu has to be extra careful, which results in him not being able to concentrate when typing, and his efficiency is very low.
So if there were no evening classes, Xu Youyu would basically go back to Bi Hai Lan Ting.
Zhao Letian and the others had also gotten used to Xu Youyu's frequent stay-outs.
After all, she is a native of Yinjiang District. I heard that her home is nearby, only a few minutes away. It is normal that she doesn't live in the dormitory very often.
Jiang Feiya's home is in Bailu City, otherwise she wouldn't want to live in the dormitory.
I just hope my roommates don't find out.
Xu Youyu prayed silently in his heart, then took out his cell phone and sent a message to Li Luo.
[Go to bed early to grow taller]: I've finished typing! How about you?
[Rekindle]: Why would you ask this kind of question to someone who has 30 words of manuscripts in reserve?
[Go to bed early to grow taller]: Is it a big deal to have a draft saved? You are still as sleepless as me at this point.
[Rekindle]: I am doing some preparatory work for a new book.
【Sleeping early will make you taller】: Hmm? Are you really planning to open two accounts at the same time?
[Rekindle]: I have this idea, but it’s probably too early.
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: What’s the topic?
[Reignite]: Fictional historical background + low-level martial arts worldview framework.
[Rekindle]: To put it simply, you can understand it as the temple and the underworld.
[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: I remember you told me a lot of ideas before, and I was quite interested in some of them, such as the one about making money by losing money. Why don’t you write about that?
[Rekindle]: With the copyright sales record of "Little Joy" as a foundation, I definitely want to write content that I like and try to make it easier to sell the copyright.
[Rekindle]: Regarding the copyright direction of urban dramas, I already have a short story framework, and I will write it after "Little Joy" goes online next year.
[Rekindle]: As for the new book, I plan to dabble in the subject of political intrigue in the imperial court and try the category of costume drama.
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: Can you do this?
[Rekindle]: When someone else asks me this question, I will be humble. If it is Sister Yu who asks me, then I will definitely be able to do it.
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: Humph, I haven’t tried it, so who knows if it really works.
When it comes to driving, Xu Youyu is not afraid at all.
Besides, she is already an adult, isn't it normal to talk about adult topics?
However, Li Luo did not respond to this and continued. [Rekindled]: When it comes to history, I am not an expert, so I chose a fictional background, but I also wanted to give readers a sense of déjà vu.
[Rekindle]: So I need to look up some historical data first, and have a deeper understanding of certain historical backgrounds and major events, so that I can modify them and apply them to the storyline.
[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: Even if it is a magical modification, it needs to be based on a certain dynasty as a reference, right?
[Rekindle]: Well, the initial choice is the Ming Dynasty, and we will also borrow some frameworks from the Tang and Song dynasties, but the main body should be finalized.
[Rekindle]: As for the details, let’s talk about it in detail when we go to Jingzhao City tomorrow. Let’s go to bed early today.
[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: OK~
【Rekindle】: Good night.
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: This good night is not good, say it again!
[Rekindle]: How should I put it?
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: I'll give you an example, just follow it.
[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: Husband, good night, muah~
【Rekindle】:……
[Going to bed early will make you taller]:?
【Rekindle】: Good night, my wife.
[Going to bed early will make you taller]: Hmm?
【Rekindle】:Muah.
[Go to bed early and you will grow taller]: So good~ kiss~ mua! Good night~
After finishing the chat, Xu Youyu rolled over on the bed with a smile on his face.
In Bi Hai Lan Ting, Li Luo leaned on the bed, uttered some embarrassing words with a helpless look on his face, then turned his head to look at Ying Chanxi who was sleeping beside him.
Feeling somewhat guilty, Li Luo plugged his phone into the charger and placed it on the bedside. Then he lay down and held Ying Chanxi in his arms to prevent her from snatching the quilt again at night.
……
After school on September 9th, the No. 30 Affiliated Middle School welcomed the seven-day National Day holiday.
Unfortunately, that was the holiday length for the first and second year of high school. As a senior, I only had four days of holiday for the National Day. I had to go back to school on October 10th and continue to work hard for the college entrance examination.
On the National Day on the 1st, after Li Luo got up, he took Ying Chanxi downstairs for a morning run. After breakfast, he began to pack his luggage.
In the morning, Xu Youyu also came over from the dormitory and packed his suitcase.
At noon, Li Luo and Xu Youyu's four parents arrived together. After having lunch at Bi Hai Lan Ting, they prepared to drive to the airport and head towards Jingzhao City.
After arriving at the airport and passing security check, Li Luo received a call.
"Hello? Zhu Sheng."
"You guys are taking off?"
"Hmm? There's still an hour left. I'm already in the business class lounge." Li Luo sat on the sofa, with Xu Youyu on his left and Ying Chanxi on his right. On the other end of the phone was Yan Zhusheng. "What about you?"
As for Yan Zhusheng, he followed Ying Zhicheng on a plane to Jingzhao City after school yesterday at noon.
There is a song in Yuan Wanqing's concert on the 2nd that requires Yan Zhusheng's participation, so she has to go there in advance to participate in the rehearsal.
As for Ying Zhicheng, he said that he was going to inspect the progress of the concert arrangements, but his real purpose was clear to those who understood.
"I still have to prepare for the rehearsal this afternoon." Yan Zhusheng said on the phone, "I want to hear your voice."
"How are the preparations going?" Li Luo smiled. "Compared to the stage at school, does the concert meet your expectations better?"
"Great." Yan Zhusheng nodded and said, "I asked my mother to arrange seats for you. They are all in the front row."
"Yes." Li Luo encouraged, "Come on, we are all looking forward to your performance with Aunt Yuan."
"Come on, Zhusheng~" Xu Youyu, who was next to him, heard what Li Luo said and came over to shout.
As for Ying Chanxi, he turned his head away silently, not wanting to say more, and still a little angry.
The main reason was that Ying Zhicheng took Yan Zhusheng and left early on a plane yesterday, which made Ying Chanxi very sad for a while.
If this had happened in the past, Ying Chanxi would not have thought too much about it and would have just felt that his father worked really hard.
But since discovering the special relationship between Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing in private, Ying Chanxi naturally could no longer allow himself to maintain his previous naive ideas.
The thought of Ying Zhicheng flying to Jingzhao City in advance was just to have more time to be intimate with Yuan Wanqing.
But he had to take the plane with Li Luo and Xu Youyu's families.
Ying Chanxi felt uncomfortable and his mood became a little depressed.
Especially since Yan Zhusheng also left on the same plane with Ying Zhicheng, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but feel anxious and worried, and couldn't help but think about many things.
For example... does the relationship between Dad and Aunt Yuan make him treat Yan Zhusheng as his daughter?
I am no longer my father's only daughter.
When he thought of this, Ying Chanxi became even more angry, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist. He always felt like everything he had was taken away by someone.
Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi closed his eyes silently and leaned on Li Luo's shoulder.
"what happened?"
"Nothing, just a little sleepy." Ying Chanxi pursed his lips, "I'll take a nap."
"Okay." Li Luo hung up the phone with Yan Zhusheng, reached out and held Ying Chanxi's little hand, and played with it in his palm.
Feeling the warmth in Li Luo's palm, Ying Chanxi felt at ease and actually fell asleep without realizing it.
Li Luo didn't wake her up until it was time to check in for the flight.
The group of seven people took their tickets and passed through the business class ticket gate. Without queuing, they went directly to the front cabin of the plane and took their seats.
This was Lin Xiuhong’s first time flying business class, and she was somewhat uncomfortable with the experience.
But such spacious seats are indeed much more comfortable to sit in than the cramped economy class at the back.
Li Luo booked the flight privately early on this time, without giving his parents time to object, so he successfully booked a business class ticket.
The four parents sat in the first row at the front, and Li Luo and Ying Chanxi sat behind Lin Xiuhong and the others.
Because there were only two seats on one side of the business class, Xu Youyu had to sit across the aisle from Li Luo and looked at him with resentment.
After asking the flight attendant and finding out that the window seat was empty, Xu Youyu snorted and simply sat down by the window, ignoring Li Luo.
Ever since Li Luo became her pretend boyfriend, Xu Youyu has become more and more jealous.
Ying Chanxi was in a bad mood, so he put on an eye mask and slept after getting on the plane.
So after Ying Chanxi fell asleep, Li Luo took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and changed his seat to the empty seat next to Xu Youyu.
"Why are you here?" Xu Youyu glanced at him.
"We agreed yesterday to talk about the new book." Li Luo said with a smile, and reached out to hold Xu Youyu's hand.
"Huh, is this how you talk about a new book?" Xu Youyu said this, but his hands did not resist at all.
The two chatted on the plane and discussed many details of the new book.
Li Luo didn't go back until Ying Chanxi woke up.
"Weren't you here just now?" Ying Chanxi took off his blindfold and saw Li Luo coming back, staring at him with an unhappy face.
"Ahem...it's been a while." Li Luo took Ying Chanxi's hand and gently kneaded it, and whispered, "We talked about the new book."
"Oh." Ying Chanxi responded, then suddenly stopped talking. After a while, he pursed his lips and said suddenly, "When you leave me next time, can you tell me in advance and stop sneaking around?"
(End of this chapter)