Chiba Salted Fish Legend

Chapter 48 I think I will buy it myself.

Xia Zhi sat in front of the counter, staring idly at the closed door.He just had dinner, and now it’s almost time for no customers to come back. The only thing he needs to be responsible for is probably the checkout and pouring a drink for Tachibana who is sitting in the corner and tapping on his laptop. Inconsequential things.

The store manager was playing with his mobile phone slightly further back.After a few minutes, it seemed that the character died or there was an accident, so he turned off his phone in anger.He looked at Xia Zhi who was bored and patted him on the shoulder.

"If you're bored, just pour yourself a cup of coffee and sit there. There's not many people around now anyway."

"No, just sit here."

"I'll fall asleep if I sit down again. Really, it's hindering my business. Let's go, let's go."

The store manager immediately kicked people out.

"How can you..."

"If you tell me that there is no business again, I will deduct your salary."

The store manager glared at Xia Zhi.Tachibana Aya not far away was already shouting.

"Hey! Xia Zhi! I want a refill!"

"Come on! You boy, hurry up!"

In the end, Natsuki was rushed to the coffee machine. While making milk coffee for Tachibana Aya, he also poured himself a cup of clear coffee to refresh himself.Otherwise, he might actually fall asleep.Tonight, I don’t know why there are so few guests.

Natsuki walked without energy, and finally stopped next to Tachibana Aya's position.

"Here." Xia Zhi put the milk tea on the table and pushed it to her.

"This is not the attitude a waiter should have." Tachibana Aya took the cup and took a sip, then stretched out her body, showing no trace of Yuhua high school elegance.

"This is not how a coffee shop should be." Xia Zhi took a sip of coffee and then leaned on the sofa. The unique bitter taste was bred in the air, then turned into aroma and spread to the brain.Gradually wake up.

"Are you writing a manuscript? It's really bold to actually write a manuscript in a coffee shop."

Although there are many jobs in the world, it is not wrong to divide them into two types: mental work and physical work.Compared with manual labor, the results of mental labor are more likely to be stolen, especially those engaged in the creation of musical works, literary works, and film and television works, which are hotbeds for plagiarism incidents because creativity and inspiration are not recognized by the world. Before, who knew who it really came from?

Generally speaking, novel writers, especially those who are slightly famous or very famous, generally do not write in public places, because writing in public places is easy to receive interference from the outside world, and the creative efficiency is low. It is also easy to be coveted by the outside world. Generally, it is recorded with pen and paper or camera. This is the material collection.As for why we need to collect materials instead of going to the place where the materials are collected and creating on the spot, there is probably a need to polish the materials.

Directly writing what you see with your eyes and ears into your own works often has disadvantages of one kind or another, because the sources of inspiration are multifaceted. If you want to splice different inspirations together flawlessly, there may be some accidents. exists, but it should be more about the creator connecting inspiration with inspiration.The disjointed plot is very serious for a novel.

Writing a novel is not as simple as it seems. Writing a good novel is even more difficult.Because of this, Natsuki feels that Tachibana Aya is really powerful. Not only does she stand among the top people in the light novel world, but her own level of excellence is probably enough to allow her to do whatever she wants in any field.

As long as she finds it interesting.

"If someone really copied me, I would find it more interesting."

Tachibana Aya wasn't joking, for her, just being funny was enough.

"But, it's difficult." She sighed, "No one knows my true identity except you. First of all, this will eliminate most people who have plagiarism ideas about Takezuki Ryo's works."

"Then, where I am now is in the corner of a coffee shop with very little traffic, with my back against the wall and facing the only place where people may come. If anyone is interested in what I am doing, I'll find out right away."

"If I find him and he wants to watch or even rob me, I'm not afraid. As I said, I'm a master of Aikido."

"Even if they can really steal my computer. Then what? What can they do? They already rely on plagiarizing other people's ideas to make a living. Can they really beat me in writing?"

She sighed again: "Look, how dangerous this thing sounds, but actually it is for me? It's boring, right?"

"It seems like it's not good to be too smart. It's really not interesting if you think about everything clearly."

Xia Zhi could somewhat understand her thoughts, which were just various versions of master's loneliness.However, I am not envious either.Think too clearly, just like a prophet. Now that you can predict the future and know what your future results will be, is it necessary to work hard to do anything else?The future is wonderful, so there is no need to do anything, just eat and wait until the wonderful outcome comes.The future is miserable and horrible, and living is meaningless. Wouldn't it be better to kill yourself with one knife and die early and be reborn?But in this case, there is a contradiction in the ability to predict the future.

He thought so clearly that no matter what happened, it was expected. It was good to take it easy, but no matter what happened, it could no longer cause fluctuations in people's hearts. This person lived like a machine, which was not interesting at all.Those who don't think clearly, although reckless, have surprises and sadness from time to time, and their life is not stable, but at least they are still alive.

"Want to show you the manuscript I wrote? You can know the development of the plot in advance."

To a certain extent, writers always play the role of lonely masters. They know the plot of the story and arrange the life, death, joys and sorrows of the characters. In the eyes of readers, the mood becomes ups and downs due to various events. The encounter may not be worth mentioning in the author's opinion.Because even this ups and downs were caused by them.

While they enjoy the process of creating a work, they also lose the qualification to enjoy reading it.So, what if we know the plot direction in advance?Are you having trouble with yourself?

Xia Zhi refused without thinking.

“I think I’d buy it myself.”

"You have such an awkward personality, you."

Tachibana Aya took the laptop back in front of her.

"Don't you think clearly?"

"As long as it's not clear enough to you, there's still hope."

"But it doesn't matter. I just wrote the beginning. Writing is really a difficult thing. It's troublesome."

Her hands on the keyboard began to type again, turning into characters one after another, which were displayed in this laptop like a treasure trove.

The black eyes behind the eye lenses were slightly squinted, as if they were staring at the computer screen for too long and their eyes were dazzled.But she just adjusted the focus of her eyes and continued to enslave the windows of her soul.

"Okay. My eyes are tired and I'm still staring at the computer. Just close your eyes and rest."

Xia Zhi hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and closed the laptop.Although she is a little impulsive and nosy, it seems that she can convince herself if she takes it as revenge for the past two days.

Tachibana Aya was stunned for a moment and glared at Natsuki: "Even my mother didn't cover my computer."

"That's because they don't know how crazy you are about playing computer games."

"The computer is mine."

"The electricity bill is ours."

Tachibana Aya curled her lips and asked the store manager loudly and unhappily.

"Store manager! Do you still care about this matter?"

The store manager was playing with his cell phone at the counter and didn't even know what was going on.Seeing that the two of them were getting along fairly well, he waved his hand and said, "Listen to Xia Zhi," and then continued playing on his mobile phone.Tonight's large-scale event cannot be left behind because of two high school students who are not yet underage.

Xia Zhi took a sip of coffee indifferently, and looked at Li Huacai with the meaning of "listen, listen".Li Huacai also stared back at him, probably replying "you wait".

Tachibana Aya gave up, took off her glasses, threw them on the table, and drank the drink in one gulp.

"I want a refill."

"Closed."

Xia Zhi didn't even bother to move.

"I am your senior after all, don't I want to lose face?"

"If you don't want to be unable to sleep at night, be honest."

"……Oh."

Tachibana Aya is a smart person. Of course she understood what Natsuki meant as soon as she heard it, and then she became honest.She admitted that she did go a little too far with refills.Although he still felt shameless, a faint feeling that he hadn't experienced in a long time came over him.

It's warm and comfortable, and I don't hate this feeling.Subconsciously, I want more, more.

"Then please give me a glass of cold water."

"In front of the counter, pour it yourself."

Xia Zhi sat slumped on the sofa, already looking like he was having a BJ.The warm feeling disappeared instantly. Tachibana Aya grinned in anger, pointed at Xia Zhi and said, "I want to complain to you!"

Xia Zhi just replied "Oh" lightly, and then lay down even more comfortably.

"Store manager! Don't you care anymore!"

"You two are so noisy! Change your clothes and go back! Don't disturb my business!"

When Natsuki and Tachibana Aya walked out of the coffee shop, the time was not even 07:30.

Natsuki glared at the culprit. Tachibana Aya felt that she was in the wrong, so she took a few steps ahead while humming.Xia Zhi sighed and followed.

(End of this chapter)