I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

"Fortunately, it's a normal idea. I thought you would say that you've seen the scene of drinking on the roof in the anime or Tokyo Hot... I've been frightened by you recently." Li Yan complained inwardly.

Although he knew that Ying Lili must be a pure girl, but the Eighteen Forbidden painters basically look at those pictures every day, and they also use them as materials when they see vomit.

"You go alone, I'm afraid you'll be in danger... Forget it, let's take a break from work for the time being and have a drink with you. I've been in need of rest recently." Li Yan said with a smile.

"Is it because you can't satisfy the rich women?" Inri asked with a blushing face.

"...If you keep doing this, I will sue you for slander." Li Yan said coldly.

……

On the top of the ninth floor, although this is Tokyo, most of the houses are low, and you can already see a brightly lit Tokyo.

"It's so beautiful." Ying Riri opened her hands and shouted happily.

"Really?" Li Yan was slightly relieved when she saw her mood improved.

Ying Li Li was sitting not far from Li Yan, leaning against the wall, drinking some beer while eating oden.

"Bitter and astringent, I really don't know what's so good about this thing." Ying Lili couldn't help but complain.

Li Yan sighed and said, "Then you still buy it. This beer is delicious, but it's not frozen."

In the quiet Tokyo Metropolis, Ying Lili quietly watched this dark, yet bright, city where young Japanese pursued their dreams. There were shouts of office workers on the streets. For some people, it was already late at night, but Some people are just beginning to get drunk.

"You know, I'm an [-]-ban painter. Actually, Li Jun, just like you came to Japan to study, I came to Tokyo to find my own place. I'm not satisfied with being a [-]-ban artist. painter."

Eiri was a little drunk and began to talk about her stress.

Li Yan was stunned and asked, "Isn't the painter of the Eighteen Bans very popular?"

"Who said that, in a country full of countless painters, how could it be so easy to make money." Ying Lili said with serious eyes.

"There are fewer than [-] painters in Japan who can achieve my grades, but there are estimated to be hundreds of thousands of painters in the [-]th grade. Voice actors, painters, novelists, musicians... There are almost too many. ." Ying Lili said.

"Also, although I have a talent for painting, I also have a style of painting that I am not good at. For example, I can't draw male XXX and female CXO no matter what." Eiri said with a sigh.

When Li Yan heard this, his heart was broken, and he hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, don't suddenly say some sensitive words!"

"So, I have always hoped to change careers and become a respected illustrator, not an [-]-ban painter... But recently, my paintings have been rejected, and I have worked so hard to draw works."

Ying Riri lowered her head and wiped away her tears, and said aggrievedly.

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at her, he actually had the same resonance as Ying Lili on this point.

After all, he was also scolded by thousands of people on the Internet and became a street rat.

"What's the matter? It's just that the other party doesn't have the artistic skills and doesn't know how to appreciate your efforts." Li Yan said with a wry smile.

"That's right, but... it's true that my weakness has caused the other party's contempt. So, I hope that I can be recognized instead of shrinking back." Ying Lili looked at Li Yan with a smile.

Suddenly, Li Yan realized that Ying Li Li, who was laughing, was a great beauty.

"As expected, she is a girl from the same world as Xia Shizi." Li Yan thought silently.

"..."

After about two minutes, Li Yan could no longer hear what Ying Li Li said. He looked at it and found that Ying Li Li was already leaning against the wall and fell asleep.

What should we do now?

"I don't know what her parents are thinking about letting such a stupid daughter come out and live alone." After Li Yan finished eating, he collected a pile of garbage and turned on his phone to take a selfie of the whole process, to prove that he didn't do anything to send her back.

After carefully sending Ying Lili back to her bed, and carefully checking every corner of the room that no perverts were sneaking in, Li Yan locked the door and returned to his room.

It should be said that even if he has traveled through time, he will know that people in the animation world are also working hard to pursue their dreams. What qualifications does he have as a real person to be lazy...

……

Early in the morning, at the door of the apartment, Li Yan once again met Ying Lili who had returned from grocery shopping.

"That!" Ying Li Li called out to Li Yan with a flushed face.

Li Yan had already prepared, as long as Ying Lili asked him if he had done anything to her, he would show her the proof he had recorded.

"Li Jun, I saw on my desk this morning that someone drew a vivid female OXO on the drawing paper, did you draw it?" Ying Riri looked at him with admiration and asked.

The passers-by who came and went looked at them again with complicated eyes.

Li Yan looked at this neighbor with bewildered eyes. Sometimes, the other party didn't want to fight a conventional war with you.

Chapter 16 The world has always been small

In the early morning, enough magazines and materials were piled up in Ying Lili's room.

"Okay, let's start researching." Ying Li Li looked at a dozen or twenty art albums, magazines, and even sports posters. She was going to start learning fighting painting skills and redraw more than a dozen illustrations of "Super Power Academy War".

It should be said that she has never been interested in these things. She didn't even look at Eiri, who just liked her debut in shoujo manga, her muscles, fists, and hideous face. As a result, she had to observe every outline, even the one in the painting. Share breath.

"Hmm."

"Do you want to paint like this?"

"It seems to look a little bit."

Ying Lili nodded, and then began to describe, from [-]:[-] in the morning until [-]:[-] noon, when she was woken up by the alarm clock, she came back to her senses.

The room is densely populated with draft sketches. Although he practiced diligently, in Yingri's eyes, these sketched illustrations are not comparable to the dynamic pictures drawn by famous cartoonists.