I Am a Master of Light Novels in Japan

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Li Yan was taken aback for a while, he looked at Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu, and this woman with a blush on her white cheeks just smiled at him.

Why does she always try to tell him that they used to know each other?

Li Yan looked at Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu incomprehensibly.

——【I come from a future. 】

At this time, Li Yan thought of that sentence again, and he immediately shook his head. This kind of violation is like a certain future girl who was once helped by him. For some reason, she traveled to the past and came to him. The journey of science to the sci-fi romance unfolds, making him feel that he has a tendency to delusion.

After walking outside the school, not long after Xiazhiqiu Shiyu saw a luxuriously decorated western restaurant in the commercial street.

She pointed here to Li Yan.

"!!!"

When Li Yan looked at it, his face suddenly paled.

"Sister Xiazhiqiu... the price here..." Li Yan felt a little strenuous, watching Shi Yu explain the factor of money.

This restaurant is not only expensive to locals, even international students from European and American countries cannot afford it. It is also a famous high-consumption area at the school.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu checked the price tag outside and converted it with her mobile phone. Without changing her face, she said to Li Yan again, "I invite you."

However, seeing that Li Yan didn't want to go to such an expensive place to consume, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu wrote another paragraph in English to explain it, and handed it to Li Yan.

Li Yan took a look, and roughly explained that she had earned the hospitality fee by herself, so she had the right to choose a reasonable consumption, and told Li Yan that this beautiful Japanese schoolgirl paid for the drafting of the novel. And copyright, 1.14 million yen is credited to the account every month.

The income of about 70,000 yuan a month...

Li Yan's eyelids jumped wildly, and he suddenly felt a little moving.

"You are amazing..."

With a somewhat weak expression, Li Yan praised with a smile: "I have heard that publishing novels can be very profitable, but if I am a popular writer, this is the first time I have really met... if I also have the talent for writing novels. Well, it’s a pity that I don’t like the boring interest of writing articles."

"what!?"

In the bustling streets of Shanghai at night, just after Li Yan said this sentence, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's face suddenly changed suddenly, she opened her mouth slightly in surprise and looked at him with wide eyes.

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Li Yan was shocked by her reaction, what happened suddenly.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu always felt that this sentence was really ironic, especially after being heard by her, there was an unspeakable sense of complexity in her heart.

What is this, is it the arrogant capital of some old thief, or is it a self-deprecating joke?

In Japan, if hundreds of thousands of light fiction writers who are busy writing and struggling between life and death know this one to write a novel for the first time, they can publish their first work. A light novel is really amazing] The first Uesugiyan will say [I hate writing novels], I don’t know how I feel...

After ordering high-quality steak and red wine on the restaurant seat by the window, Shiyu Xiazhiqiu stared sharply at Li Yan.

According to what Li Yan said before, at this moment, Li Yan has not yet started to write that love novel for his senior sister. Generally, Li Yan does not know that he will one day become the notorious street mouse.

However, Shi Yu has seen the emotional part of Li Yan's novels about the blood, and through his dreams, he has also seen part of Li Yan's pure love novels. His modeling skills have actually been fully possessed when he was in college. Up.

For a long time, infatuated with that one who strayed into a certain struggling young man, he was also a talented and proud genius author, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu did not give up the plan to compete with Li Yan. Therefore, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu deliberately and quickly revised her next outline into the English version, and gave it to Li Yan to review it and see his evaluation.

Li Yan finished reading the first half of the story outline of a few thousand words, and his expression remained unchanged, which made Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu more and more nervous.

"..."

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu was silent for a moment, and asked briefly in English: "So, what's your opinion?"

"This one……"

Li Yan's expression seemed a little hesitant. When he raised his head and looked at Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, he saw Shiyu staring at him with a pair of [you can't deny] focused eyes.

Li Yan was silent for a moment, and began to explain: "Although I am not a writer, according to my personal opinion, if this story is shown to the girls for entertainment, there is no problem. However, I always feel that a story is lacking. What happened."

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu became slightly distressed and asked, "What is missing?"

"Experience..." Li Yan replied hesitantly.

"After a romantic encounter, the heroine met the male protagonist who came home from school. After that, the communication gradually warmed up, from acquaintance to acquaintance, to soaking in hot springs together, talking in the heart, and pursuing their dreams. It should be very good , Isn't it?"

Shiyu Xiazhiqiu wrote this reply with a pen and asked.

Li Yan said: "In this case, at least from the outline, I haven't seen the story I want to watch... The relationship is going so smoothly before it makes people hard to remember."

Shiyu Xiazhiqiu was moved.

"Whether it is a classic story in Europe and America, or a love story in the East that is remembered by history, it is not a representation that expresses the beauty of this story. No matter how much the body of the girl is stained with ink, it still There are misunderstandings and reconciliations between men and women, as well as the exciting plot with how much sexual descriptions, which may attract attention in a short time, but the love comes too fast, too suddenly, but there is no cherishment, sometimes keeping a certain distance , Some suspenseful love affairs give people an improbable love affair, and the impression and shock left by the readers are more understandable and profound... After all, most of the true love affairs were suspenseful and difficult to determine before. of."

Li Yan looked at Xiazhiqiu Shiyu calmly and said: "We are the protagonist of the story. We are experiencing everything the protagonist has experienced. Even if the actual experience is different, we can still feel the ups and downs, the kind. Sadness and relief, that kind of love that can be met but cannot be sought...The more you dig deeper, the more you can achieve a work. I think readers probably like this kind of story.

"..."

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu listened quietly. She could not utter a word all the time. She watched deeply, watching this one who writes a light novel into a deep life and a homely spirit into reality...

Li Yan handed the outline of the work to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, paying attention to Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's face.

However, this beautiful Japanese girl had a serious expression after all. After thinking deeply, she gave him a sweet smile.

"Thank you."

Others are writing stories, Uesugiyan is bringing readers directly into a story full of life...

There is nothing wrong with that group of fans who are crazy about his novels.

It seems that in the field of light novels, she cannot become him after all.

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Outside, there was a little rain.

After dinner, Li Yan and Xiazhiqiu Shiyu returned to the campus.

On the way, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu looked at Li Yan. After hearing his analysis before, she somewhat wanted to talk to him.

The drizzle night supported her sharp eyes, and Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu asked: "Li, can you tell me about your senior sister (English)?"

"what?"

Li Yan turned his head to look at her and asked.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's cold beauty turned awkwardly red again, she lowered her head helplessly, and looked for it in her pocket for a while. It seemed that she couldn't find the previous diary, which made her feel distressed for a while. I had to take out another thin diary and wrote my own words in the blank space.