A Perfect Life Beginning as a Light Novel Writer

Chapter 83 "To the Moon" and "The Request"

After playing for an hour, Yuan Qing suddenly paused, and first went to the Internet to search for some non-spoiler information about the game To the Moon.

Xia Yan also learned about the content of this work along the way.

A pixel game with a size of tens of mb, but in the year it was born, it won the award for the best game script of the year in the gamesport selection of the year.

And in the following period of time, it also won many awards in the selection of game plots.

The focus is on the plot.

The playability of the game is simply based on defense.

Xia Yan's thoughts moved following Yuan Qing's memory, and finally...
After confirming that this game is not a work made by a friend to deceive her and waste her time.

The girl made up her mind to overcome her dislike for the game's crude interface and force herself to play immersively.

That night, Xia Yan's body was lying on the bed sobering up, but his consciousness was paying attention to the plot of this work.

One hour.
Two hours
four hours
The amount of plots to go to the moon is not too long. The reason why Yuan Qing spent one night playing and clearing the game is mainly because she is too stupid, and those boring puzzle-solving levels also waste a lot of time thinking.

But those things don't matter at all.

That night, Xia Yan followed the game screen and saw the pixel-quality rocket ascending to the sky at the end of the game.

The life of the protagonist John stays at that moment, but his dream of going to the moon and the reunion with Xiaoxi.
In the early morning, the harsh sunlight shines directly into the house.

Xia Yan opened his eyes, his eye sockets were a little red.

He sat up, and in his mind, he couldn't stop thinking about the episodes about this work that he had seen in the past few hours.

In my heart
empty.

Honestly, touching?
Seems like a little bit.
However, it was as if there was a layer of gauze blocking Xia Yan's emotions.

He was a little uncomfortable and a little moved, but not that uncomfortable and moved.

Because, in the first pass, he didn't fully understand the story.

"No, I have to read it again."

Xia Yan took a deep breath, and without hesitation, he entered the state of immersion autonomously. As long as he had seen the memory of the girl once, he could freely control and watch it repeatedly.

What Xia Yan meant was to return to that dark room again, in front of the shining computer desk.

The moving music echoes in the ear, the game. The picture of this game is presented again.

The two protagonists, doctors of medical science and technology from well-known companies, drove to a small island, and at the beginning, they hit and killed a squirrel.
They came here to fulfill the wish of an important character in the story, an old man John, to go to the moon.

The game progresses.

The consciousness of the two doctors entered John's memory through a special machine. From John's old age, he kept traveling backwards to the deep memory of his childhood.

Outside John's house, in front of the lighthouse standing on the edge of the cliff, the tombstone of his wife "Xiaoxi".

The paper rabbits left in the house
Scenes from his life with his wife "Xiaoxi" over the decades.

Should the savings of the husband and wife be used to build a house, or to treat his wife?
As his wife, Xiao Xi would rather die than spend the money he spent on repairing the house on her.

For decades, "Xiaoxi" has been asking what kind of paper rabbit he folded, what are the details, as if hoping that John can recall something.

In middle age, when John throws the sandbag that Xiaoxi gave him to the lighthouse, but accidentally throws the sandbag down the cliff, why is Xiaoxi so flustered and desperate?
Xiaoxi's mental illness.

The reason why John came close to the creek when he was young.
John's Childhood Memory Fault.
After having the memory of clearing the level once, Xia Yan finally understood the story of this flashback structure.

Because it is the second brush, and understands all the foreshadowings, the uncontrollable depression in Xia Yan's heart is getting deeper and deeper.

Another two hours passed.
Xia Yan woke up again.

But this time. It was obvious that he felt extremely uncomfortable inside.

The beeping of John's heartbeat and the beeping of medical equipment at the last moment of his life echoed in the game.

When I watched it for the first time, because I didn't fully understand it, I was only moved by a hazy feeling.

But look a second time.
This pure tear bomb.

Yuan Qing's best friend in that world must be sick, why are all the works recommended to her like this?
It's already too much not to have heard the name of the flower. In Xia Yan's personal opinion, after watching this movie, Going to the Moon is even more tear-jerking than that of the unheard flower name.

【If you forget, let’s meet on the moon.】

In his heart, the moment these words surfaced, Xia Yan's chest felt constricted.

"Fuck him, what did I do? It took more than ten hours to clear this game twice in my memory. Damn it. How could I be the only one who was abused by the plot!"

This idea came to Xia Yan's mind.

then
He suddenly realized something.

It is now mid to late September.

In October, in the Southern Province area, the three seed places for "New God's Climb" will be selected.

At the end of November, he was about to submit his new novel to the imperial capital area.

And wait until next spring.
The biennial "New God's Climb to Rank" novel periodical will be released simultaneously in [-] provinces across the country, and serialization will begin.

Xia Yan thought carefully about the plot structure of "To the Moon".

In the early stage of the plot, the ambush is the main one, then the secret is revealed in the middle stage, and the tear gas bombs are directly enlarged in the later stage.

However, unlike the unheard Huaming's serialization on "Red Maple", as long as Xia Yan has won the "New God Ranking" competition seed spot, there is no serialization meeting. As long as the plot of the submitted novel does not violate the rules , will inevitably be serialized in the "New God Ranking" journal.

The periodical "Xin Shen Deng Rank" is not a profit-making book, and the works will not be in danger of being cut in half.

As long as you can tell the story completely within the specified time of the event.

In terms of the overall quality of the work
Xia Yan personally thinks that it is more to his liking than the unheard flower name.When it comes to the degree of depression caused by tear gas, he also feels that it is even worse.

Unheard Huaming has proved in the Longguo light novel market that readers do not hate tear-jerking works.

"Go to the moon." After thinking for a long time, Xia Yan finally made up his mind.

Not to mention anything else, just because the plot of this game has kept him depressed from last night to now, this must be written. It will make the fans feel the pain too.

The feeling of tearing and hurting the heart will not only not disappear, but will also be transferred and reproduced.

In fact, Xia Yan can often gain a sense of accomplishment when doing this kind of thing.

If there is no more suitable work in memory in the next period of time
Then, this is the entry for the new god's ascension.

Late September
The temperature is getting hotter.

At this moment in the third grade of high school, many students are starting to get nervous.

There are only nine months left before the college entrance examination next year.

That is the big test of life, the moment that determines fate.

As the top class of the third grade, Class Seven also had a dignified atmosphere.

Students in this class, if anyone fails to enter the top [-] universities in Longguo, in the words of class teacher Lao Xu, "Your life is equivalent to a failure. The highlight moment of life is to be a loser and a group of successful people." or be a classmate in the same class.”

Song Lingyun looked at the book, but her thoughts wandered to other places.

Starship is over.
The best result is actually the second place in "Red Maple".

Not to mention Xia Yan's "unheard flower name".

Not even "Winter Lake" surpassed.

This dealt a big blow to Song Lingyun, who had been going smoothly since childhood.

I think of the old saying "Sit in a well and watch the sky".

The smooth sailing I had in the past was nothing more than comparing myself with a group of mediocre people in the southern province and the few schools in the southern city.

Even if they crushed them all the way until now, what can they prove?
I may be just a big frog in a well, and I didn't realize until now that there is Xia Yan, a genius in the field of fiction, beside me.
If the examination content in the southern province is to write light novels starting from elementary school, then maybe
Will I be suppressed by Xia Yan from elementary school until now, and be the second in ten thousand years?

Thinking of this, Song Lingyun suddenly felt uncomfortable, and quickly comforted herself inwardly, only then did she calm down
The unheard flower name shocked her too much, but at the same time, it also put a lot of pressure on her.

The emotion of wanting to win against Xia Yan became stronger and stronger. It used to be just a qualitative obsession, but now I feel like I am going crazy.

When I am free, I will think of Xia Yan's face anytime, anywhere, the journey of youth, and the plot of novels with unknown names.
Can think about what Xia Yan's next work will be like.
How to write my next work so as to surpass him.

At this time, Song Lingyun's cell phone vibrated.

She picked it up and took a look.

Xia Yan?

Song Lingyun's fingers trembled.

What did Xia Yan call me for?
Looking at the other students in the class, Song Lingyun lowered her head and walked quickly outside the classroom, then ran to the roof of the teaching building, where she connected the phone.

"Hello," Song Lingyun said softly.

"Oh, Song Lingyun! I haven't contacted you for a long time. How are you doing?"

On the other end of the phone was Xia Yan's smiling voice.

"It's okay." Song Lingyun said.

"Congratulations. Tang Yin told me yesterday that your "Unheard Flower Name" will be adapted into an animation."

Song Lingyun sat down slowly with her back against the parapet of the roof of the teaching building, covered her phone with both hands, and said pretending to be calm.

"Tongxi, Tang Yin also told me that a company is also contacting our bookstore, asking about the copyright of your adaptation of the novel "Xinghai"."

"Well, it seems to be. Xia Yan, you...you are looking for me, is there something for you?" Song Lingyun paused and asked softly after hearing the words.

"That... this, you found out. I want to chat with you before raising my purpose. It seems that I am not so utilitarian."

"I'm not that unknown flower name who wants to adapt animation. I have a melody that I thought of when I was bored, and I think it is very suitable for the episode of the animation of this work. But I don't know music theory, so... I want to ask Are you free, can you do me a favor and write the tune I thought of into a score so that I can send it to the animation producer."

Song Lingyun is a well-known genius in the school. Not only is he good at studying, but he also won the National High School Student Competition Award in piano.

Xia Yan is also among the people I know by chance, she is the only one who has achieved a little success in playing music.That's why I had the cheek to call and ask.

On the other end of the phone, there was silence.

"If you find it troublesome, just pretend that I didn't say that you are in the third year of high school after all, and waste your precious time."

Xia Yan said quickly, he was just asking tentatively, if Song Lingyun disagreed, then spend money to find a professional musician to do it.

But after all, I don't know anything, and I'm afraid to ask those Nancheng musicians to help me with this matter, and music plagiarism or something will happen to me.

After hearing the tune "All the secret bases you gave me~" given by Xia Yan, they changed it by themselves, and registered the copyright immediately after changing the performance.

Xia Yan became a music plagiarist. Then Xia Yan would cry to death.

A small probability event, not a zero probability event.

As for Song Lingyun's words, among other things, Xia Yan believed in his character, this guy would never be able to do such a thing, and there was no need to do it.

She doesn't need that little money.

"Yes." On the other end of the phone, the girl's clear voice sounded.

"Eh? Really?" Xia Yan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Song Lingyun to say such an answer immediately.

"I said yes."

"Is it so straightforward? Don't you ask me if I will pay you, or propose some conditions for treating you to dinner or a movie."

"I would be willing to help you. It's only because we are friends, not because of anything else. And I'm curious, as a person who doesn't know anything about music theory, what do you rely on to support your "imagination" of a "self-confessed" "It's a good piece of music, but I still want to write it into a score, and actually want to use it in the animation of "Unheard Huaming"."

Song Lingyun, who was sitting on Tiantai Mountain, had a smile on her fair and smooth face that she didn't even notice.

"I'm very interested in your music masterpiece"

　Before, some readers said that my work "Unheard Flower Name" is too popular. I will write a small one and see how it works. If it doesn't work, the later works will be adjusted accordingly.

　　Although To the Moon is not an anime drama, but a word game, the quality of the plot is actually very high, but many people don't accept it because of the pixel art style.

　　But in fact, it is not an unknown work, at least in the field of games, it is quite famous.

　　
　　Today, there are more than 7000 words in the two chapters to explain, and everyone who saves me thinks that I am lazy to write two chapters.

　　Being lazy is really lazy, because dividing into three chapters will add an extra chapter title, so divide into two chapters.

　　Ugh.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)