It's quiet at night.

Lin Xiuhong suddenly knocked on the door and entered Li Luo's bedroom.

Li Luo was originally coding on Yan Zhusheng's notebook, when he saw his mother walking in with a solemn expression.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Li Luo stopped what he was doing and looked at Lin Xiuhong in confusion.

"Turn around." Lin Xiuhong sat on the edge of the bed, patted Li Luo and motioned for him to look over, "Let me tell you something from my heart."

"Oh." Seeing her serious and serious expression, Li Luo didn't make any jokes or anything, and obediently faced his mother and listened carefully.

Seeing his attitude, Lin Xiuhong showed a look of satisfaction on her face, and then said: "You are making a lot of money now, better than your parents, and our whole family is happy."

"But we also have to understand that no money comes from strong winds. It is also the result of your own hard work."

"Do you remember one of your cousins? The Wei Dongrong from before has a cousin in his family. That cousin's family started off by relying on some short-term dividends."

"Originally, it was nothing. They were earning millions a year and living a good life. But their family just didn't take care of their children and they were serving them all day long."

"Later, my child was raised crookedly, and I spent money lavishly. I didn't have a normal view of money. I wouldn't even wear a piece of clothing if it cost tens of thousands of dollars, and my sneakers had to be limited edition."

"What happened after this? Later, their business couldn't continue because of the changes in the general environment, and their income suddenly stopped."

"If I could save millions every year before, I would have lived a life without worries about food and clothing."

"But their son's consumption outlook was so deeply ingrained that he couldn't change it. In just a few years, the entire family was ruined."

"Li Luo, do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes." After listening, Li Luo nodded seriously, "Don't worry, Mom, I don't spend money randomly. I keep all the money."

Speaking of this, Li Luo was also moved in his heart and tried to test his mother's attitude in advance, so he continued: "I was just thinking, if we bought a house in Bihailanting, if the subway is built there in the future, the house

Can it still appreciate in value?”

"Then if I make enough money in the future, can I buy a house near the subway entrance?"

"Or buying a store like yours, like your breakfast store, will it be very profitable in the future?"

"Whether I'm writing novels or songs, I rely on talent and inspiration. These things will eventually be used up."

"But things like stores can actually bring stable income, don't you think so, Mom?"

Lin Xiuhong was stunned by Li Luo's reminder.

This is well said, but why did it turn to the matter of investing in real estate and stores?

But when she thought about it again, she felt that what her son said seemed to make sense.

Just leave the money alone.

If we follow what Li Luo said, this month's royalties will be even more.

If you can have a stable investment direction, it will be a guarantee for the future.

However, Lin Xiuhong still said: "Your current task is to take care of your own studies first. As for writing and writing songs, my mother doesn't understand. You can only figure it out on your own, so I won't give you random instructions."

"As for how you want to use the money you earned, whether you want to buy a house or not, you have to wait and see. Your father and I will have to add it all up again."

"Also, this matter is for our family members. Don't talk nonsense to others. Do you know that wealth should not be revealed?"

"Don't worry, Mom, I won't talk nonsense." Li Luo nodded and said, "That's all I mentioned. You and dad should also talk about it. It's up to you to decide what to do."

"Okay, let's do this for now." Seeing her son being so sensible, Lin Xiuhong showed a pleased expression, stood up and patted his shoulder and said, "I won't disturb you anymore. Remember to go to bed early."

…

At noon on Sunday, after taking Ying Chanxi and having lunch at a breakfast shop, the two of them put on their schoolbags and returned to Bihailanting.

After arriving at 1502, Li Luo was going to continue coding in the afternoon, while Ying Chanxi was going to school to take a competition class.

Yesterday, in order to go shopping with Li Luo in the afternoon, she asked her teacher for leave and did not participate in the competition class on Saturday afternoon. She had to make up for yesterday's homework this afternoon.

But before Ying Chanxi left, Li Luo stopped her and asked her, "What color do you like?"

"Huh?" Ying Chanxi looked at him strangely, "Why do you ask this?"

"If you choose, just choose." Li Luo added, "White, yellow, red, choose one."

"Oh... Then it's red." Ying Chanxi looked at the scarf he knitted on Li Luo's neck and couldn't help but said.

"Well, okay, you wait here." Li Luo said and went back to the bedroom. After a while, he came out with a light red scarf in his hand and put it around Ying Chanxi's neck, "Wear it

Come on, it's for you."

Ying Chanxi froze on the spot, looking down at the scarf on his body, feeling a little moved for a moment: "How did you think of giving me this?"

"Ahem... my mother gave it to me." Li Luo said honestly, "How about wearing it?"

"It's very comfortable." Ying Chanxi touched the scarf, pursed her lips and then raised her lips slightly. If she had a tail, she would probably be able to raise her arms so high by now, "But, how did you know that I would

Choose the red one?”

"It shows that we have a good connection."

"Humph." Ying Chanxi rolled her eyes at him, then put on her schoolbag and put on her shoes, walked out of the house with brisk steps, waved goodbye, "Then I'm leaving."

After sending Ying Chanxi away, Li Luo returned to the bedroom. He looked at the average booking data in the background, which had risen to 13,000, and he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

It has to be said that before writing this book, although he had imagined such results, he became more honest after the first order data came out.

His level is that of writing an ordinary novel. His ability to write exquisite works is purely a mature application of the experience and routines of later generations.

It's just that Li Luo never imagined that his song "Rings of the Year", which was written by mistake, would have such a huge impact.

It directly changed the future development direction of his book.

You know, in these days, Qidian's main website still maintains serialization of tens of thousands of books, only a total of twenty or thirty books.

At first glance, they are basically bosses.

Li Luo is now like a husky who has blended into a pack of wolves. Relying on a wave of charges at the beginning of the month, he has occupied the first place in the monthly vote list for a long time.

Unfortunately, the performance itself is still not quite as good as the platinum medals of those greats. The best-seller list maintained the first place for three days at the beginning of the month, then slowly fell, and finally maintained the seventh position in the overall list.

The fact that this book can be ordered thousands of times is indeed beyond the scope of Li Luo's planning.

His original intention was actually to make a little money for himself so that his high school life could be more comfortable.

He originally planned to wait until college to try making big money.

I just didn't expect that by a combination of circumstances, relying on the song "Rings of the Year" and Yan Zhusheng's relationship, and connecting with Yuan Wanqing, we completed such a gorgeous traffic feast.

It can only be said that sometimes, fate is so magical, and when luck comes, there is no way to stop it.

The only thing that makes Li Luo regretful is that his book is an entertainment article. Although it is fictional, it still copied many entertainment works that exist in reality.

In addition, it is an urban novel with multiple female protagonists, so it may be a bit difficult to sell the copyright.

That is to make money from subscriptions.

However, Li Luo also knows how to be satisfied with this. With the starting capital provided by this book and selling songs, if he can buy one or two stores before the subway station is implemented.

A stable life in the future is completely guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Li Luo also smiled reassuringly.

And just after he had been typing for about two or three hours, there was the sound of the door opening.

Xu Youyu is back.

"Li Luo! What are you having for dinner?" Xu Youyu knocked on the bedroom door, then opened the door and poked his head in, asking expectantly, "What ingredients do you want to buy? I'll go to the vegetable market to buy them."

"You can buy whatever you want to eat." Li Luo closed the coding software, stood up and said, "What do you want to eat today?"

"I want to eat chicken wings and beef brisket."

"Then go buy it early, the beef brisket will take a long time to cook."

"Can I ask Zhu Sheng what she wants to eat? Ask her to come over this afternoon and have dinner together." Xu Youyu said, "But in this case, you have to accompany me to buy groceries, otherwise I won't be able to do it by myself."

"Oh, I know, give her a call on the way." Li Luo said, and suddenly asked, "Senior, which one do you like, white or orange?"

"White, what's the matter?" Xu Youyu was walking towards his bedroom, planning to put down his schoolbag, and then asked, "I was suddenly asked to choose a color. Let me guess, do you want to buy me clothes?"

"You are quite smart, but unfortunately, you guessed wrong." Li Luo shook his finger, then took out a white scarf, "Here, this is for you."

"Wow~" Xu Youyu raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "Do you know what it means to give a scarf to a girl?"

"It means a good friend."

"Oh, then I would like to thank my good friend first." Xu Youyu covered his mouth and chuckled, but did not reach out to take it. Instead, he slightly stretched his head over and said, "Put it on for me. I have something in my hand."

Xu Youyu was holding his schoolbag with both hands, which was really inconvenient.

So Li Luo helped her put on the scarf.

The white scarf looks pretty good when matched with the new warm yellow down jacket she bought.

Especially the white scarf placed above the chest highlights the graceful silhouette, making it difficult to look away.

"It feels very appropriate." Xu Youyu looked down, then smiled and said, "You are so thoughtful, you actually know how to give this as a gift."

"After all, you gave me pants yesterday, so I should return the favor."

"But where did you buy it?" Xu Youyu touched the scarf curiously, "It feels very comfortable to wear and the quality is very good."

"My mother knitted it herself."

"Eh?" Xu Youyu was stunned, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Is this so? Auntie is really ingenious... um... um... I'll go to the toilet first."

After putting his schoolbag back in the bedroom, Xu Youyu slipped into the bathroom.

After closing the door, Xu Youyu looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't help but pat his red face.

"It's true...my mother knitted the scarf by herself, and she didn't explain it clearly when she gave it to her." Xu Youyu looked at the white scarf around his neck and couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

Then she touched the warm feeling of the scarf and pursed her lips slightly: "It's really a strange feeling."

Hmm... I can write it into a book later.

This is also a rare experience in collecting materials.
Chapter completed!