Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

Thinking about the content he had read in his mind, he felt that the content that satisfied him the most was probably the themes similar to 'sleeping' and 'immorality'.

"The kind of works I saw with my mother-in-law before, I didn't feel anything at all. That kind of work is really boring. Sure enough, it's still my sister and sister, which is more in line with the public... Well, It’s the aesthetics of a small group of people.”

Resting his left hand on his chin, Xiao San frowned.

"Sure enough, it is still based on the ancient times. It is written as a girl from a poor family with an average appearance. She is younger. Based on the normality of giving birth in the teens in ancient times, the setting is about thirteen years old? It should not be a big problem."

Starting at the age of thirteen, and gradually moving forward, Chapter 1 writes that she entered the landlord's house and became a maidservant of the landlord's house.

"As far as the content is concerned, it really has to be taken by force. It's more interesting as the main line, right? Compared with obedience, the satisfaction of forcibly conquering can satisfy the fantasies of those social animals who work overtime all day, right?"

Tapping the desktop lightly with his finger, Xiaosan opened the browser and searched for some normal life of the ancient people.

"First, because of poverty, I became the maidservant of the young master of a rich family. It just so happened that the young master accidentally saw the affairs of those adults, and then shyly asked the maidservant to satisfy her, but the maid refused, and then was threatened, and was tearfully dismissed by the young master... ..well, yes."

Just thinking about it for a while, Xiaosan felt that his whole body became a little excited.

"As the content of the first part, it should be enough, and then the master found out about his son and the maidservant, and saw his son and the maidservant by chance, and then called the maidservant away at night, and later became a plaything for father and son ?this is okay!"

Nodding his head, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his thinking, but Xiaosan felt that it was too plain, so he continued to think.

"Sure enough, it has to be twisted a bit. Just like this, it becomes a plaything of a rich family. This is no different from other works. Ancient times... yes! Samurai, ronin!"

A samurai appeared, out of hatred, he killed all the rich families, including the father and son, and then accidentally found the maidservant who had almost lost herself. Bring the maid.

"Hiss! I'm such a genius. If this is the case, the style of the painting will directly change to warm, and the bus will be used for private use. Maybe it will be interesting?!"

The ronin was wanted and was gradually taken care of by the maidservant who came back to her senses. In order to save the ronin, she found a high official, and then dedicated herself to the high official, hoping to save the besieged ronin. Then the high official agreed on the surface, and later In front of the maidservant, he killed that ronin.

A desperate maidservant, finally completely turned into a plaything of a high official?

His body trembled, Xiaosan involuntarily stretched out his hands to cover his face, feeling like his goosebumps were about to come out.

"Maybe I'm a genius at writing sensuality? It's a talent that even scares me."

After finalizing the outline of the story in his mind, Xiaosan couldn't help but start tapping with his hands on the keyboard. When the inspiration broke out, he couldn't stop at all!

In the middle of the night, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and Xiaosan, who felt that his whole body was almost unable to support himself, slowly stopped the movements of his hands, quietly looked at the work in front of him, and couldn't help but let out a cry. sigh.

"The works intertwined with desire and criticism are too strong, I am a genius."

Gently nodding, after saving the file, Xiaosan slowly lay down on his bed. As a sequelae, his brain began to ache slightly.

Admitted to the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Tokyo.

As Xiaosan's only goal in a short period of time, he has to take actions for this goal, such as...going to school.

The class time in Dongying is very short. The main reason is that the loose education proposed at the beginning has caused most of the students to do nothing after class.

Even for students who are eager to go to higher education, most of them can't learn the important content about going to higher education in school. They can only rely on the private schools they enter after school, the supplementary lessons they take, and they may be admitted to those first-class universities.

"Although the enrollment rate is also an indicator of a school, but... well, forget it, let's go to class quietly."

Glancing at his classroom, there are twenty-five people sitting slowly. Compared with when he was in school, it was often starting at thirty, and it was so crowded that it was difficult to breathe in summer. Xiaosan also really felt it. to the problem of this society.

'Speaking of which, what I saw last time is that only those with an annual income of more than [-] million yen and savings of more than [-] million yen can spend their old age comfortably? '

The aging of the country and society is a fact that has been made public a long time ago. The society is gradually entering the era of aging. In the past, there were only a few hundred centenarians. In this era, there are more than tens of thousands. people.

In the case of pension deficits, some elderly people even have to carry their weak bodies and continue to work hard in society. Even on those bustling streets, you can even see some old people leaning on the streets Picking up rubbish for a living, those people have the difficulty of being a homeless person, and even having no dinner.

Glancing at the blue sky outside the window, Xiaosan couldn't help but sigh slightly. Suffering people are everywhere, just like the country dubbed the 'Empire of the Universe', which is also facing the problem of aging. Elderly people with wrinkled faces rely on social assistance to maintain their livelihoods. As the times progress, the problems are also gradually increasing.

'What I'm doing is probably for a future where there is no need to worry, no need to fear? '

Xiaosan couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart when the faces of those people who made a living by picking up rubbish on the street were replaced by their old self, he absolutely couldn't accept such a future.

The hand on the table couldn't help but clenched slightly, and he pressed his lips tightly.

In order to have a perfect future, he will do whatever it takes.

"Qiuyue-kun, you seemed to be absent-minded during class..."

Holding the octopus sausage that Yan Ye put into his mouth, the taste is a bit subtle, I don't know if it should be a little salty, or too sweet, such a complex taste, Xiaosan really wants to know what kind of seasoning Yan Ye put in it .

However, facing Yan Ye's question, Xiao San took a deep breath and looked up at the distant sky.

He didn't know how to answer Yan Ye's question in his heart, but he didn't avoid the other party's question, nodded slightly, and answered the other party.

"I'm thinking about the future, Yan Ye's words must be for further studies, right?"

It's rare that he didn't use the sentence pattern of "nothing" to perfuse himself. Yan Ye was a little surprised, and then he was attracted by the content of Xiaosan's answer. After thinking for a while, he gave an affirmative answer.

"Well, I want to be with Qiuyue-kun."

There is an unshakable firmness in the plain words, compared with those touching words with deep affection, this kind of answer without ups and downs, on the contrary, moved Xiaosan even more.

A smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Yan Ye who was sitting beside him, and stretched out his hand. The soft, boneless white palm made him feel an unspeakable warmth.

"My goal is Dongda University, so let's work hard together, and then, together."

Gently holding Yan Ye's hand with one hand, and gently brushing away the hair on Yan Ye's forehead with the other hand, and looking at the girl's eyes, someone in the distance who originally wanted to seek Xiaosan's revenge , clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, turned and left.

"Well, Qiuyue-jun, did you understand today's class?"

Back in the classroom, just as Xiaosan returned to his seat and sat down, Xiao Hinata really approached him, with his hands behind his back, the girl's posture made Xiaosan's heart tremble slightly, but he still had to put on a serious face .

He slightly moved away from the invisible distance, added a little bit of comfort to himself, and then answered Xiao Hinata's question.