I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

Qianshou Village asked with his back on his back.

"..."

Li Yan was silent for a while, then said: "In my opinion, it is probably related to the climate. Generally, fireflies can be seen in May and June, and insects are very easily disturbed by magnetic fields and light. The magnetic field in this place is indeed It is very strange, so it will create a strange phenomenon of a large number of insects. In Japan, fireflies are often referred to as guides, attracting children who do not know the danger into the deep forest at night."

In Japan, although fireflies are beautiful creatures, they are also regarded as ghostly creatures that lure people astray, like rebellious butterflies.

Li Yan said so, but he felt uneasy about this beautiful scene in his consciousness. He ignored this seductive light and continued to go straight in the direction he had identified. Finally, he was separated from this group of fireflies. , constantly looking for a way out.

However, just when they thought there would be a harvest, the fog gradually dissipated, but in front of Li Yan and Qianshou Cunzheng was a sturdy barbed wire fence.

"Isn't this the border of the woods?!" Li Yan stared blankly and asked in surprise.

"...Then what are we going to do next?" Qianshou Village Zheng asked curiously.

"Anyway, let's take a rest first, this position is quite good, even if you rest here, it is easier for people from the search team to find it. I don't know what the situation is over the barbed wire. If it is safer, I will take you to climb. It used to be better than being stuck in the woods."

Li Yan's mood improved a little, and he said to Qianshou Cunzheng behind him.

At the beginning, Li Yan estimated the time and distance. The distance between where he found the Qianshou Village Sign and the entrance to the forest should not be too far away, and it would not be too difficult to go back.Moreover, the presence of barbed wire here means that people in this border once entered the forest from this side, which naturally means that they can enter from this side, and it is possible to climb over this barbed wire and escape from the virgin forest from this side, and return to the forest. A crowded place.

However, it was too coincidental why he encountered that group of fireflies in the right direction.

"Sure enough, it's a little uncomfortable here, am I too worried..." Li Yan looked at the forest in front of him and thought quietly.

"Um, Uesugi-sensei, as expected... I've caused everyone a lot of trouble this time, haven't I?" Qianshou Village Sei asked with an uneasy expression as he sat on the grass.

"There is no trouble at all, no one would have expected such a mysterious phenomenon in Okinawa. This is the first time I have encountered it, and most likely I will go in and have a look like you, so you don't need to blame yourself, but don't in the future. Too close to the uninhabited forest, we humans have long since been driven out of the forest."

Li Yan sat aside, leaning against the barbed wire, and in the pale flashlight, he looked at Qianshou Cunzheng and said.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the moisture from the sea is slowly infiltrating the air, giving this piece of lush woods a sentimental atmosphere.The smell of weeds filled the wind, and for a while, when Li Yan was resting, the forest became quieter and quieter. I always felt that the quietness would make Qianshou Village feel scared.

"By the way, Mr. Qianshou, although it's inappropriate to talk about this now, I still want to persuade you that you shouldn't be emotional about novels. I heard about the short story type [Martial Fighting Club] held by Sanhe Bunko. 】Competition, instead of spending your novel energy on grudges, it is better to write your current novels well in return for the readers' expectations..."

Li Yan persuaded him.

He is a novelist, and he is most concerned with the topic of novels.Although he is the most diligent writer in the industry, he is also the most dishonest writer. When he said this, it reminded him of the scene of being angrily scolded by dozens of readers that night, and the front and rear doors were blocked by the police. The predicament, talking and talking, even he himself was too guilty to speak.

"This... In my case, the decision to participate was not just because of grudges, but I really hoped that Izumi-sensei would see my determination. However, this time I have encountered such a thing, and I am also reflecting on whether the previous approach is not. is correct……"

Qianshou Village Zheng's eyes were a little confused, and he said: "My personality is like this... I am not interested in anything, and the opportunity to write novels is nothing but the fact that no one has written the novels I want to read. Novels seem to become This is the only way for me to vent my emotions. Whether it is happy or sad, I will release my emotions in the novel. Recently, it seems that because of Mr. Izumi, my inspiration is also drying up... The number of times that I did not complete the first draft according to the agreement is increasing. Therefore, I hope that through this competition, I will inspire my own fighting spirit, and also show my heart for Mr. Iizumi..."

She raised her right hand, looked at the bandaged fingers, and said calmly: "Now only the thumb nails are left unplugged. Once the thumb nails are also pulled out, probably... It's been a long time since I couldn't write a novel."

"..."

When Li Yan heard the back, he seemed to think that he had heard something wrong and pulled out his fingernails. What the hell is this? !As soon as he heard such words, he felt the pain so bad that even his own fingernails began to feel uncomfortable.

"Wait a minute, you said you didn't finish the first draft after the deadline, just, just..."

"Ah...ah. It's really scary, Uesugi-sensei, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you..."

"It's not the point... What's the matter with you, why are you abusing your body in this way? Your wenqing disease is too severe, isn't it?!"

Li Yan carefully rubbed Qianshou Cunzheng's fingers. Sure enough, the fingers were a little soft, and there were no nails at all. He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. The so-called ancient torture pain was mostly just that.However, it seems that the nail bed is still there, and if the nails are handled well, they can still grow back.

"He looks so soft and cute, how can he be so cruel to himself? If it were me and punished me by pulling my hair out, I would have to pull my hair out..." Li Yan looked at this literary girl with some fear. Secretly thought.

"Fortunately, at least the foundation is still there, and it can grow back... But torturing yourself is not something worthy of respect, Mr. Qianshou, you write a novel and write a novel, but put this art thing on the reason of self-abuse, Undoubtedly, it has humiliated the original intention of writing novels. Everyone writes novels to share stories with everyone and bring joy to reading, and your approach is completely the opposite." Li Yan released her hand and said unceremoniously. .

"Forehead……"

In this gloomy forest, Qianshou Cunzheng seemed to want to refute after saying this, but Li Yan's eyes stared at her, but she didn't know how to refute his words.

What is art created for in the first place?

Even many art masters can't find their original ideals in the end. Scientists, art masters, and philosophers often go to the abyss and create amazing results, but they burn themselves out in an instant. Be the sacrifice of the fruit.Qianshou Village Zheng is undoubtedly this type of person, and perhaps it is such a person who is too emotional, and it is easy to be confused by some beautiful illusions.

"Look at me, although the current sales volume is not as good as one-tenth of your works, I have always enjoyed the joy of writing. Although the process of writing in the middle is full of setbacks and difficulties, I just like to write stories and write stories. I write my own fantasy stories to share with everyone. I do write commercial novels to make money, but I enjoy it, and maybe I will write it in the future. No matter how it is written, I just think it is fun to do so, and I will not use it regarded as something too noble."

A gust of night wind blew the two of them, and when Li Yan said these words with a serious face, it seemed that his eyes flashed, which made Qianshou Village Zheng see that this old thief in Uesugi was full of enthusiasm and relaxed feelings about the novel. .

"..." Qianshou Cunzheng fell silent, watching Li Yan talking about his ideas.

Different from the style of her father, Umeyuan Rintaro, who is a writer, the so-called method of writing novels with ease and irresponsibility... Does it really exist?

"So, after we get out, Mr. Qianshou, please try to delay the change on purpose, let your body and mind relax, feel an unprecedented sense of ease, ignore the dissatisfaction of all readers, and seriously exile yourself once, as long as you understand this. Let go of yourself, and you'll understand my writing philosophy all at once."

Li Yan's bangs swayed slightly in the whirring woods, looking at Qianshou Cunzheng with those firm and confident eyes, and suggested.

Qianshou Village Zheng looked at his expression in the form of an idea with a complicated expression, and thought to himself: "I always feel that this is just procrastination, why Uesugi-sensei, you want to sublimate it to the level of the idea of ​​writing..."

Li Yan looked at the time on his phone, and probably felt that he was about to rest. He was about to make a move when suddenly, a few eyes fell on him, and a chill suddenly came over him. Immediately, Li Yan Frowning, he picked up the flashlight and looked behind him.

In front of him, in the dark woods, a few ghostly figures of younger girls were quietly peeping at his side...

Finally, it appeared.

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Eleven thirty in the evening.

Li Yan took a flashlight and walked in a dark forest.

The surroundings were gloomy and terrifying, and there was always something behind him that made him speed up his pace...

Suddenly, when he came to the edge of a hillside, the soil around him suddenly loosened. In an instant, a large landslide covered Li Yan with lightning speed. Li Yan picked up the flashlight and raised his head. Looking at it, but it was too late to escape, he showed a look of astonishment, let out a scream, and was buried in the dark soil with a bang!