My Ending Can't Be Hit by a Hatchet

Fame after comics.

Various peripherals and figures after the animation.

This is the most attractive place, and it is also the reason why countless light novel authors have entered this industry one after another.

It's a pity that Dengeki Bunko's grand prize is not so easy to get.

Regardless of whether it was the Dengeki Awards in the previous life or this world, there were several times when the winner of the highest award, the Grand Award, was not selected.

Because the quality of the judging works at that time was not up to standard in the eyes of the judging team.

It is better to let the highest award be vacant than to lower the grade of the entire award. This is why the Dengeki Bunko Light Novel Award is known as the most difficult and most meaningful newcomer award.

Taisuke looked at the review time, half of the time until the end of the manuscript acceptance had passed.

"It seems that the progress is a little behind. I can only hope that "Accelerated World", a work that won a great award in the previous life, can be accepted by readers at this time, and be favored by the editor."

Click on the Submission option, after seeing the submission requirements as a volume.

Taisuke sent all the first volumes of "Accelerated World" to the designated mailbox, and then stretched slightly.

"Next, let's see if the work "Accelerated World" can reach the level of the previous life."

Regarding this, although Taisuke is full of confidence in his heart, it is just that, apart from the quality of his own works, sometimes it also depends on luck.

For example, the quality of the entries this year is quite average. There is no other work that can compare with "Acceleration World", so the grand prize must be in the palm of your hand.

However, if there are works of the same level, it will depend on the taste of the judging group at this time, which one is more suitable for them.

Now that it has been sent, Taisuke has let go of one concern, and then just waits for the result.

Close the page and reopen a new document.

Taisuke started the second volume of Accelerated World.

(I won’t go into details about the second volume of the light novel. Anyone who has read it knows it. It doesn’t matter if you haven’t read it. Anyway, it has nothing to do with this novel.)

According to the habit of the Japanese light novel industry, generally an author only needs to submit four or five volumes of content a year.

Although, even compared to the online novels of the Celestial Dynasty, with a content of more than [-] words a year, this is only one or two months of work.

But even so, delaying drafts is still not uncommon among Japanese light novel authors.

There are even some fanatics who procrastinate, and their editors must come to the door and force them into a small dark room before they can complete the content.

It has to be said that this made Taisuke, who was a writer in his previous life, very envious.

It is a pity that although Taisuke has become a light novel author in this life, he is burdened with astronomical debts.

He can only code desperately, deliver the manuscript early, and then publish the booklet as soon as possible, and make it an animation as soon as possible.

Only in this way can he make money, make enough money, and then pay off his debts.

"I am leaving!"

Taisuke quickly grabbed a piece of bread from the table, rushed out of the house in a hurry, and ran towards the tram stop not far from home.

"I will never code until late at night again."

Taisuke, who finally arrived at the tram stop, looked at the tram just entering the station, bent over and supported his knees, and calmed his panting breathing.

Last night, I put too much effort into coding, but when I finished coding the general content of Chapter 2, I realized that it was already two o'clock in the night.

That's why I overslept this morning and went out in such a hurry.

After the tram door opened, Taisuke walked into the car, and facing the reflection in the front window, tidied up his untidy clothes due to rushing out.

"Good morning, Taisuke."

Just like yesterday, the beautiful girl was still standing on the platform, watching him walk out of the tram.

Joy was unreservedly expressed from the girl's eyes, and a bright smile bloomed on her angelic face.

With such a smile, the eyes of all the men around him couldn't help being attracted to him.

Then, they saw the object of the girl's greeting, a slender, handsome, and sunny boy.

whispering sound!

Taisuke could clearly hear the dissatisfied grunts from the men around him.

But as if he didn't hear it, he walked to Yan Ye's side calmly, and then stretched out his hand to hold the tender white hand that was placed in front of the girl.

"Taisuke-kun, there are too many people here."

The girl's face suddenly turned red, and the tips of her ears were like blood jade.

She quickly scanned the crowd around her, then lowered her head shyly.

But Taisuke still saw the happy smile on her shy little face, so he gently put his mouth close to the girl's ear.

"I see Yan Ye, you are also very happy."

As soon as the words fell, Taisuke felt a knock on his chest.

Taisuke hurriedly stretched out his other hand, grabbed Yan Ye's small fist that was about to retract in mid-air, and held it in the palm of his hand.

"Also, Yan Ye, what you said just now means that we can do everything when there is no one else."