I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

"Qingshan, because you were a little excited before, so I didn't talk to you too much, but I know you will understand the truth of gains and losses in life, as well as the truth of success."

Li Yan took the coffee and went back to the computer, sat there, started typing again, and continued to talk to her for a while.

"Life is unfair, whether it is talent, family, looks, or even simple limbs, some people are quite good, and some people are ordinary or lacking."

Li Yan's face flashed on the computer screen, and he said with emotion: "However, your voice is very good, although you occasionally speak in an Osaka accent, but this may also be your famous mouth fetish. Chances are there, in the world There is no such thing as the only opportunity, but some people take the opportunity too seriously, so it is called the only one. For example, the university entrance examination is said to be the only way to become a talent. As a result, a lot of domestic and foreign failures in the college entrance examination and the cases of winners in life have long been overturned. That's the only way to say..."

Qingshan Qihai got up and looked at Li Yan's back while writing.

"What exactly is success... In the past, I probably didn't understand such a profound concept. A successful person in the eyes of others may be just a poor man who considers himself a failure. I think the meaning of career success is probably the most reasonable. The standard is to do a job that matches your ideal, and to make achievements in this career, that's all."

"In my memory... I have probably written several novels. When I first started writing, I was directly targeted by trolls. I worked hard for hundreds of thousands of words, and the results were rejected, or the results were depressing. Malicious attacks are good, the performance is messed up, and the editor doesn't care. Isn't this situation and mood the same as your audition being rejected? Of course, your opportunities are more difficult to find, but the animation company will continue to recruit seiyuu with outstanding voices When students join, the opportunity is the same or a fresh start. However, it depends on how you treat your dreams. From the beginning, I regarded myself as a writer, although I positioned myself as a part-timer at the beginning, but…”

Li Yan stopped typing. He turned his head and looked at her with those eyes that saw through everything so calmly, and asked, "Since I'm a writer, I should be like a shaker. I continue to create happily again... I can bear and enjoy how much pain I, a shaking M author, can bear... I think this is a kind of success."

It seemed like a kind of self-deprecation, but Li Yan's words seemed to represent the mood of many creators.

Once, in the 90s in Japan, there was a manga artist who died suddenly in his studio. The manga had been cut in half, or the works that participated in the competition could only get consolation prizes. Later, although they managed to make anime, they still couldn’t escape the fate of being cut in half. , All the money he earned reloaded his creative studio, but he was penniless.But... no one in the industry has ever thought of him as a loser. He fell on his way to continue to struggle. No one in the world can call him a loser. He is happy and struggling, and he is a successful person.

Beloved, will struggle endlessly.

"..." Qingshan Qihai recalled that piece of news about the cartoonist that she had seen by chance. As a result, in her consciousness, Li Yan and Ying Lili were working hard to create in front of her eyes, doing what she liked like crazy... That scene The memory of the curtain stimulated her heart.

She always thought that when she was not selected, she should not treat herself as a seiyuu... However, from the beginning, they regarded herself as an insider, and failure was just one of the setbacks in her career.

In the dark night, in the quiet single apartment room, Qingshan Qihai was silent for a while, Zhenbai was drawing his own comics, and Li Yan was writing his own novel, but that voice broke the silence of the night.

"Thank you, senior, really white... My dream, I probably know how to face it. Sure enough, people who have dreams are very happy."

Li Yan stopped beating again, and Shiina Mashiro also stopped painting.

"Good night." Qi Hai lay down and whispered.

In the quiet room, after a long time, Li Yan whispered a reply.

"...Good night, Miss seiyuu."

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At 505:[-], Kagurazaka Ayame appeared again at the door of Room [-]. She hesitated for a while, but still tried to open the door. As a result, Kagurazaka Ayame was shocked that the door was locked.

"Huh?" Kagurazaka calamus twisted hard, but couldn't open it.

"Hey, teacher, you open the door, don't think that locking the door can be postponed, the time is up!"

Kagurazaka Ayame knocked hard on the door and said angrily.

However, immediately, it seemed that the noise was too loud, and there was a coughing sound from the neighbors, which made her a little afraid to shout again.

——【Ding dong! 】

At this time, Kagurazaka Ayame suddenly had a text message on her cell phone, and what she saw was a message from Li Yan, which read: "It's impossible at twelve o'clock, and it's too dangerous to publish it if you don't finish it. So I probably finished it around [-]:[-], sorry, my editor. 】

"Okay, you old thief, you actually use this kind of cowardice to deal with me, I really underestimate you." Kagurazaka Ayame said with a dark face, very angry, and whispered reproach.

She sighed, and then called to ask about the situation on Kashiwagi Yingli's side, but she heard the notification sound of "User has turned off" in her ears, and covered her forehead with a headache, completely useless.

No one can tell the fate of the future. Every new creation and submission is a thrilling leap. The seventh volume of Li Yan, who is known as the master, is finally getting closer to completion with gradual efforts...

Will it be the end of the myth of the master, or the myth of the old thief has just begun. When the printer continues to spit out newly written manuscripts and finally spit out the last one, it has already drawn a full stop for this future.

Chapter 185 Attending the cartoonist's banquet

At 4:20 p.m. in Shinjuku, Tokyo.

Summer is the season to take shelter from the rain, especially when it is approaching June, when a typhoon is approaching.The sky was gray and a little depressing, and the sultry air seemed to make people feel uneasy. It seems that there have been light to moderate showers in the recent period of time, and I am afraid that I cannot escape.

A bicycle was parked on the side of the road. The young man who came home from school took out his mobile phone and clicked on the text message sent by [Kagurazaka Iris]. The content was a routine description of what he had just written last night. Notify him of the release time of the seventh volume.

At six o'clock tomorrow morning, all 324 bookstores in Tokyo will be on sale at the same time.

Li Yan's mood became a little complicated. He put away his mobile phone and continued to ride to his apartment building.

"Is it going to rain again, my clothes have been dry all the time."

The bicycle was placed firmly on the bicycle parking lot next to the apartment building. Li Yan frowned and stared at the sky, complaining in a low voice.

The dark circles under his eyes were still noticeable, but after four or five hours of sleep last night, he had recovered greatly.

Last night, after working hard all night for several days, he almost forgot how he finished the final novel. When he was conscious, he realized that he had fallen asleep on the table before, when he just woke up I thought I hadn't finished writing it, and I was scared to death.

As a result, he just remembered that he had already written all the first drafts, and printed them out habitually. After finishing them, he finally fell asleep without physical strength. At around three o'clock last night, Kagurazaka Ayame came from Ying Pear Rina. After getting the illustration, he came back here and was greeted by Shiina Mashiro. He took the draft without waking him up. At three o'clock in the morning, he had already handed over all the drafts to Sanwa Bunko.

The next time, naturally, is waiting for publication, waiting for the seventh volume he worked so hard to rewrite, what kind of result is it?

Qingshan Qihai seems to have taken yesterday's antipyretic medicine. After a night of restful sleep, the fever has completely subsided. Today, my body is still a little weak. By Friday, I will probably be able to go to school.

The season approaching June is not only a rainy season, but also a dull off-season for light novels.There were no new dark horses in the light novel market in May, and a series of famous novels fell into a "silent period", so together with Li Yan's own Twitter, fewer and fewer people began to leave messages there.

Li Yan stood at the door of the apartment building, his mood was a little nervous. He didn't know whether the release of the seventh volume in June would be successful. He didn't want to have any good results, at least he didn't encounter Waterloo.

"Yo, what a coincidence."

Suddenly, a young girl's voice came from behind Li Yan, causing Li Yan to be stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at it, and found that it was Gabriel who had gone home from school.

Gabriel was wearing a blue-and-white summer school uniform, her hair was messy as always, and she looked at him with a listless expression.

"...Welcome back, it's amazing to have a good class today." Li Yan was a little stunned at first, looked at Gabriel in surprise, and then said with a smile.