I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

[Ding dong. 】

[Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong...]

Gabriel unceremoniously urged Li Yan to open the door by ringing the doorbell in a harassing manner.

As a result, in less than ten seconds, the door really opened. As a result, a face full of bloodshot eyes appeared at the door of the dark room. He stared at Gabriel coldly and said angrily: " Don't press it anymore, all my thoughts have been disrupted by you!!"

"What are you doing, what are you thinking, I'm hungry, come over for dinner." Gabriel was completely indifferent to his protest, looking at him and said.

"Uh...you girl...Okay, come in, I still have food in the refrigerator. I'll have fried rice tonight."

Li Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at her, finally sighing, he didn't have enough time, and a foodie came, which made him feel bad, but if Gabriel hadn't said that, he would have forgotten in front of the computer. Oh, it's so late.

"Dinner...not supper...how do you think Gabriel knew I didn't eat dinner, did I think too much?" Li Yan took out eggs, corn, onions and cold rice from the refrigerator, suddenly thinking to himself.

"So, what are you doing? I haven't seen you come out all night, Li." Sitting in the living room, Gabriel asked out of boredom with a light novel on Li Yan's bookshelf.

"I'm writing a novel."

"Writing a novel? Oh, volume seven?! But didn't you say you were almost done last time?"

"It's all been discarded and put in the scrap box."

"...?!"

Gabriel looked at Li Yan with a bit of astonishment, and asked, "Wait a minute, aren't you going to submit the manuscript next Tuesday? Hey, is it too late? It's too late. Well, you won't plan to postpone the update again, right? Three times to revise the release time and one more time, you will really be beaten to death by readers.”

"...I know...I've done my best to write the novel. I'll be writing the novel all night tonight. The time calculated like this should probably be enough." Li Yan said with a bitter smile.

"Volume [-] didn't go well at the beginning, it's okay, we don't expect you to write such interesting things every time, well, it's okay to be out of status a few times, just don't scribble..." Jia Baili looked at Li Yan, became a little worried, and asked.

"It's in the utility room, you can take it out and read it... By the way, although the plot of the second time is completely different, you still have to pay for the next new work." Li Yan took the materials and walked away. Go to the kitchen and talk to Gabriel casually.

"This guy……"

Gabriel put her head on the table, glanced at him, and thought disdainfully.

She stood up, went to the utility room by herself, rummaged through it, took it to the living room and looked at it...

As a result, after looking at it, she planned to continue reading, and kept turning the page, which made Gabriel a little surprised. After reading it, she raised her head to look in the direction of the kitchen, and asked in surprise, "Wait, wait, Li, this is Isn't it fun already? Why rewrite it?"

"Why...because that's not the most interesting, at least I think so..."

Li Yan's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be overworked. He washed the food and said, "It's not the most interesting story. If I show it to you, how dare I... be called an 'old thief' or a What about the 'Master'?"

"...Is that so?" Gabriel asked, looking at him with a confused expression.

However, looking at Li Yan's tiredness and resentment-like persistence, over time, Gabriel laughed and closed her eyes and ignored it. Perhaps, the next volume can really add more excitement. Bar.

What Li Yan overturned was the standard evaluation given to him by the [editing system]. If he had been relying on the editing system, one day, he would only be able to write A-level works. This popular novel, as well as all the fame, are all gambled, no longer use the editing system to score, use his own feelings to contact that unknown novel market... use his own strength to impress readers.

In the middle of the night, the sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and when approaching the step of loading the plate, suddenly, Li Yan's cell phone rang.

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——[Kagurazaka Ayame: Uesugi-sensei, give me the first draft of the seventh volume first. I will work overtime tonight, and by the way, I will review the draft for you. The illustration of Yingri Li is almost finished, and everything is ready. 】

In the middle of the night, after Kagurazaka Ayame sent a text message to Li Yan, she poured herself a cup of coffee, took a few sips, and then went back to work. She was working overtime tonight and was preparing for several In preparation for the author's publishing arrangements, I plan to ask for the first draft of Uesugi Yan's seventh volume. After all, Uesugi Yan's works are the most important of all the works at present, and she needs to be firmly grasped.

As a result, Uesugi Yan's text message was quickly replied.

"Mmmm, it seems that Mr. Uesugi really has written almost the whole thing, so he replied so quickly, has it been sent?" Kagurazaka Iris opened the text message with a smile.

——[Uesugi Yan: Volume [-] has been cancelled, and I will start to rewrite it today. I will send the settings to Eri Riri later. Please redesign the illustration. Sorry, Miss Kagurazaka, I will definitely be able to drive it out. of. 】

"..."

Kagurazaka Ayame stared blankly at this text message, and almost fainted at the time.

"Eh...Ehhh?! Wait, wait, Uesugi-sensei, there are only a few days left, no, don't mess around! The illustrations and so on have to be repainted, and the most important thing is to get them next Wednesday. Going to print, is this really in time, can it really guarantee the quality of the seventh volume?!"

Kagurazaka Ayame hugged her head frantically and fell into chaos...

Chapter 180 The Miracle of the Girls

In some dimly lit rooms, the lights are still bright, the sound of ticking typing has been intermittent, and the notebooks that provide reference for writing have also been flipped over, and the progress of writing has been proceeding in an orderly manner.

Although it took a lot of time and energy, the actual number of words completed was not many. On the one hand, it was revised and revised, and on the other hand, it was considered. In the intermittent writing, I finally wrote the story content of about [-] words. Probably, that is, one-sixth of the content is finished.

"Huh... my head is a little dizzy."

Li Yan wiped his eyes, lay on the floor, couldn't help taking a rest, and thought to himself.

I don't know how long it took to write, but he saw the balcony in a daze, and there seemed to be a faint sign of dawn, as if he had stayed up all night, and it was probably past five in the morning.

Li Yan reacted with some astonishment. He really completely forgot the concept of time, and simply kept on writing. Who would have known that the time has come to this moment, and tomorrow... No, it's ten o'clock this morning, Shiina Shinshiro and Shiina The school festival of Aoyama Nankai.

"Just spare me..." Li Yan thought to himself with a melancholy expression.

He got up again and saved the manuscript well. At the same time, he also realized that Gabriel, who had been playing handheld here, seemed to have already returned to her room, and he didn't notice it at all.At this moment, both inside the house and the surroundings are quiet.

However, a strong wind sounded suddenly from the window. When Li Yan looked at it, a huge evil dragon soared up, soaring in the gray sky, flying towards the vegetable market in Tokyo. Go, and there is a white dragon behind him. It looks like Thor, the housewife, is taking Conna to buy groceries.

"Okay, take a break for a while. If you have time, you can start writing at about eight o'clock and sleep for three hours, which can be considered somewhat helpful."

Li Yan looked at the unique landscape of the One Yuan Apartment with a pair of weary eyes and thought silently.

Unconsciously, he looked at the computer again, and couldn't help but read: "Editing system, open..."