I Am a Master of Light Novels in Japan

The monsters held on to the fat cat with all their hands, and Li Yan could also see in the mist. He couldn't understand how anyone who read a novel could dare to say that he could get over illegal stimulants...

"In short, the sixth volume will probably be on sale next week. By the way, Mr. Cat...If you come here, does it mean that Natsume and the others have also come here?" Li Yan asked.

"Yes, it's... Volume Six..." Teacher Cat replied.

"Huh, he sent a message to me earlier and told me that he would come to visit me, saying that he was apologetic for only letting me visit. Natsume is too outspoken, so students shouldn’t waste time in class and come here. ..."

Li Yan was nagging like an elder, and he didn't pay attention to the painful struggle of Teacher Cat. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong. He looked at the group of monsters crowding this area, and he felt Some fluffy asked: "Wait a minute...what can you do with me?"

The cat teacher, who seemed to have recovered, turned over and stood firmly again, and said, "Huh, what are they doing all the way here? Isn't it just for your signing meeting? Li, you have to thank me very much. I can help. You promote your books everywhere, sure enough~~ The books you write are quite in line with our tastes, elves, super powers, human grievances, elves grievances, college life, unyielding fighting will... always more than you humans I have read more about writing, okay, and love, so I came here to urge you to change it. They said it was probably for you to sign."

"..."

Li Yan was stunned. His pale face became paler and his brows jumped unconsciously. He realized that it seemed that it was nothing to let humans read the book and urge them. I was afraid that one day, there was a face on the pillow staring at him. The day for him to continue to update is about to come...

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Fans of the monster group seem to really like his books, which surprised Li Yan. After all, although monsters have also learned some human civilizations, monsters have always considered humans to be filthy creatures and disdain to associate with them. , There are even monsters who like to attack humans. However, the group of monsters in front of them still maintain a neutral view of humans. If the feelings written in the book are true and resonate, it seems that even the monster world has readers who like his book...

"Master Li, please do your best, we are supporting you."

"Humans have had such interesting experiences before, so I hope I can see the legendary elves in the future."

One after another, the monsters lined up to collect Uesugi Yan's autographs while saying encouraging words, no different from the human autograph club Li Yan knew.

The cat teacher seemed to be unable to leave Natsume for too long. After leading them over, he returned to Natsume Takashi early.

Suddenly, there seemed to be some commotion in the monster team, murmuring and discussing something, but this is a bookstore after all, and it quickly stopped. Li Yan bit the bullet and signed the monsters for more than half an hour. Sign in the last one.

As a result, a cold wind blows in, seemingly fragrant.

"?!"

Li Yan was taken aback for a while, raised his head, and saw the Yan Moai who looked like a Japanese doll, and surrounded by his subordinates.

"Signature." Yan Moai sat down coldly.

"sign……"

Li Yan looked at her suspiciously, then picked up the book and flipped through it, carefully investigating the tricky aspects of this book, maybe it was the cursed book whose name and soul were harvested.

"Don't worry, this time it's the lady who is really going to ask you for a fan autograph, Mr. Li, don't worry, **** won't bother you anymore."

Yimulian understood Li Yan's mind and explained with a sigh.

"Yeah." Yan Moai nodded.

"That's fine, after all, Miss Yan Mo, you helped me before, and I should give you a good return... Well, Miss Yan Mo, why are you suddenly interested in reading novels?" Li Yan was a little nervous, showing a slight smile. , Asked.

"Watch when you're bored," Yan Moai said.

After all, Yan Mo'ai, who is not very interested in any game, spends his leisure time probably taking a bath, playing a ball, and learning to play the bamboo flute. Her memory seems to be solidified in that ancient game.

"Miss likes to read the messy stories you write, and the speed of reading is very slow. You can't finish a volume in a month, and you always read it repeatedly, so you don't need to worry that she will urge you to update it, brother. "The Bone Girl faintly explained to the side.

"Really? I can't finish a volume in a month..."

Li Yan actually remembered clearly in his heart that Yan Moai urged him face-to-face once at Ying Lili's house, but he always felt that it was a death to say it now, and then he could pretend that he didn't think of anything, and asked suspiciously.

"Forget it, I have a bad memory." Yan Moai said again.

Yan Moai’s memory in the Twilight World has always been poor, and she always suddenly forgets the previous things, even the contents of the books she has read. After reading it completely, after a period of time has passed, she occasionally moves from her room Seeing those books, I picked them up and read them again, repeating them all the time.

And those light novels were bought by Yan Moai at the beginning when he studied how to deal with Li Yan. At the beginning, they were used as murder weapons. The reason for contacting favorite stories seems to be not simple...

After Li Yan signed the name, handed it to Yan Moai. When it was handed over to her, she seemed to be in a good mood. The girl in the sailor suit suddenly moved the corners of her mouth and seemed to smile.

That smile seemed to be like a colorful spring...

"Miss, a new communication has arrived." Turning into the road beside him whispered to Yan Moai.

"Well, let's go."

Yan Moai closed the book, stood up, and said to them.

But in the end, Yan Moai took a look at Li Yan. At this moment, he is a high-profile author. How can there be the cold and evil spirit that once punched through ten thousand in that sea of ​​fire, and Shura, who can kill the **** girl, finally Keep people under the fist.

"Thank you." Yan Moai said coldly.

"No thanks..." Li Yan thought it was a signature, and replied with a smile.

At this moment, the elevator was called down suddenly, and it seemed that someone was going to come up here. Li Yan looked at the elevator for a while, but when he looked at Yan Moai again, the four of them had disappeared.

It seems that the autograph session is over, and Li Yan feels exhausted. In fact, although he is not very happy this time, the monsters also have stories they like and like his books. At least it doesn't feel too bad.

He took out his cell phone to check the time, and it was already 6:15 in the evening. Unknowingly, Li Yan had signed for almost an hour.

"Wait a minute, I just signed a two-hour autograph... 6:30 is not the time to officially start signing..."

Li Yan thought in surprise.

But in his ear, Kagurazaka Ayame's voice came from downstairs: "Uesugi-sensei, I'm about to start the autograph session."

"Huh?" Li Yan stared at the cheerful Kagurazaka Acorus in amazement.

"Wait a minute, Kagurazaka-san, I am feeling very tired now, can you give me a break?"

"Rest, haven't you been resting for two hours, don't be lazy, this time is a turning point in your fate to change your identity as a thief, and fight for it."

After the Lishijie’s autograph session was over, Li Yan’s official autograph session seemed to have just begun...

Chapter 135

This is undoubtedly a catastrophe for Uesugi Yan.

When the fan team was officially put in, Li Yan was exhausted, and Li Yan, who had only fought for 5, saw a group of readers who were fierce, like a charm, and flocked to him. At that moment, helpless, sad, and powerless. Miscellaneous ground rushed to his heart, making him sit in that position, feeling unable to breathe.

"This is Uesugi Yan, old thief Uesugi?!"

"It feels like the TV broadcast, old and cunning."

"This time you must ask how much he has to go back on..."

...

Because time has not yet begun, a group of people are watching Li Yan from the periphery of the cordon. Their eyes are either curious, despised, or ready to move... but they haven't found a friendly one. Just like watching the lamb waiting to be slaughtered, the eyes were cold and bleak.

"...Well, what's the matter?" Li Yan thought in astonishment.