I Am a Master of Light Novels in Japan

She revised to about 60% of the progress, and saw that the few pages she had reviewed were already marked for revision.

"It's really terrible Japanese grammar, is it really okay to write novels like this..."

Alice looked at Li Yan's manuscript with a complicated expression, and thought.

Basically they are minor mistakes, but she has read all the first to 11 volumes she purchased, but she has not seen so many wrong sentences and mistakes. There is probably a very powerful editor who has revised the manuscript for him.

This is simply to maintain inspiration, regardless of the grammar. For the rigorous detective, it is really unacceptable.

"but……"

Alice turned her face to the side and looked at the pile of plots and set outlines. Especially the arrangement of the battle plots has been carefully arranged with flowcharts, and she thought: "This novel is really written very seriously, just after reading it. Half of it knows how much effort has been spent to conceive these plot settings..."

Therefore, the story written is very interesting. Whether it is the emotional route of the characters, or the unexpected and reasonable circumstances of the battle, the quality of this plot is high, and the tension is full, as if it can be in the mind. Intensely expressed in general.

These, even smart people may not be able to think of it, at least Alice admits that she can't write it...

Alice held up the first draft, looked at the outline carefully in the dimming light, and thought with some incomprehension: "The design plot is rich and meticulous, and I can't understand how these plots were come up... Novelist is really a contradictory and unbelievable profession..."

Occupation...work...

I don't know why, Alice recalled the busy figure behind writing a novel that delayed her studies and had to review more than two o'clock.

Why is there such a person willing to keep advancing in this general way?

Alice's mood gradually calmed down.

"If you can find a profession like a **** in the world of nothingness, I think there are only two professions that can be done most directly in the world. One is a detective and the other is a writer... Only a detective can become the **** of the dead, a god. I have a notebook. Only writers can use stories to shape a whole new world and become the **** who dominates a world, regardless of whether the carrier is words or painting...

Alice sat alone in the quiet and lit room, meditating quietly.

A little bit, she was a little envious of another career that could fulfill her dream.

Just at 8:35, the basic work was done.

Out of the spirit of contract, Alice forced herself as Neet out of the network for half a day and was in a state of part-time work, but she finished part of the work first, and read the final volume of a popular light novel first. When the employer who was shopping came back, it seemed boring at the moment...

"what……"

Alice yawned, tears in her eyes, lying on the table and resting for a while.

"Huh...Why do you suddenly feel that I have really started to act as an assistant..."

The purpose of her coming here is actually not that she really wants to be Li Yan's assistant...

Quietly, lying on the table motionless, letting the sun shine on her light and soft body, at this moment, when she is not touching the Internet, she is like a kitten, using her hands and a mocha bear doll Enclose your own face.

Vaguely, the uneasy surroundings became stronger and stronger.

Obviously she understands that this world will not harm her, but she doesn't know why, once she closes her eyes and rests, or walks out of the vast world outside, she feels that she will be hurt.

She knows that her life experience is unfortunate, and she is unable to change this situation. The powerless people silently bear the consequences of powerlessness. This is also a world law she has realized.

"..." Alice raised her head slightly between her arms, squinting at the stack of manuscripts.

After being temporarily out of work, Alice stood up and began to read the books in Li Yan's bedroom. After finding no suitable books, she went to the living room and looked for them again. The bookshelves here are basically comics, Uesugi. Yan's own works, light novel books five or six years ago, as well as dictionaries and teaching tutorials of Dongda University.

"For boys, don't they all collect some ergonomics?"

Just as Alice was flipping through the book, the doorbell suddenly heard the sound of the door.

[Ding Dong. 】

"Ok?"

Alice heard the doorbell, she stood up, got a few books from the bookshelf, walked to the door barefoot, used a stack of books as a footstep, and looked outside through the cat's eyes.

Standing at the door is a girl with a cute and serious look and a single ponytail. She has a suitcase behind her. She seems to be carrying something in her left hand. From this high school girl In terms of facial expression analysis, it seemed that he was an acquaintance of Li Yan, and that faint smile seemed to trust this college student writer extremely.

Alice quickly found the girl's information from her memory bank.

It seems that this young girl is named Aoyama Nanami, who is in the second grade of high school, and she seems to be Shiina's classmate and roommate.

The stage play for the two people at the Shuimei Art Academy's Academy Festival is quite famous, and she has also watched the ghost-slashing story where both of them can perform so imposingly.

However, just as Alice was thinking about whether to respond, suddenly, her cell phone rang.

She took out her mobile phone and looked at it, her face changed a little. As a result, this pretty girl stood on tiptoe on a stack of books, showing a smile.

"Is Senior Li at home? I am Nanami. I am back today. I brought you some specialties from Osaka."

Aoyama Qikai asked with a smile.

"Mr. Li Yan is not here."

The voice of a deserted girl suddenly came from behind the door.

With a click, the door was opened, but it was not Li Yan who appeared at the door, but a girl with beautiful and somewhat dazzling black long hair, wearing a brown bear pattern and shorts, only twelve or three years old, and a quiet face. .

This kind of temperament and body is almost perfect Japanese loli.

"Huh?" Qingshan Qihai looked in his eyes and was stunned.

"Hello... Mr. Li, I went shopping this morning, I will stay here to watch the house..." Alice said, standing at the door, calm and old-fashioned.

But before the words were over, Aoyama Qikai's itchy hands made Alice's face pale.

Without exception, as long as there is no woman who does not want to hug her...

"Slow, slow..."

Aoyama Nanami didn't hear Alice's voice at all, and hugged the girl who exuded a good smell, with a loving smile, and kept touching her head and said, "Wow, what a beautiful girl, and a Japanese doll. The same, where are you from? You won’t be Senior Li’s relatives. The body is also very soft, just like a doll..."

"Wait a minute, I'm not a kid, please let go!"

Alice is in pain, especially when her cheeks are sunk by the opponent's chest, she is very gloomy...

"Sorry, sorry... I scared you, so what's your name, what grade are you in now?"

After Aoyama Qikai was satisfied, he subconsciously let go of Alice, and then asked with a smile.

Alice was holding her mocha bear, her cheek was pressed with a round blush, and she looked at her with some fear.

"Really... why do you have to hug me when a girl sees me? I'm not a mascot..." Alice thought aggrievedly.

However, she quickly recovered her calm, saw the opportunity to reveal her existence, smiled again, and said, "Don't look at me like this. I am sixteen years old. If I don't believe it, I still have a student ID to prove it. "

Aoyama Qihai took the student ID with some surprise, and his face changed when he saw that the other party was indeed a freshman.