I'm a Light Novel Master in Japan

"If you feel noisy, just open the window on my side." Shiina Mashiro looked at her and asked.

"Uh... No, you don't need to take care of me like a child, really." Aoyama Qikai noticed Shiina Mashiro's concern, and was slightly taken aback, then he was slightly dissatisfied and reminded.

When we knew each other, this roommate was using the washing machine as if it was a disaster, but after half a year, now he has started to realize how to take care of others.

"It's so late, how long do you have to stay up late?"

"One hour."

"Understood... It doesn't matter if you go to bed a little later tomorrow, but you have to get up before noon."

"Ah."

"By the way, my fans here are relatively strong. If you can, you can sleep together."

Qingshan Qihai was lying on the soft straw mat. Fortunately, the hot summer nights here are not too hot, and it is quite easy to sleep in the cold. She also needs to cover with a thin sheet to prevent colds, she immediately reminded.

"Okay." Shiina Mashiro sat at the table, continued to draw on the drawing board, lowered his head and worked, and responded.

"... Strange, how come there are still lights on over there?" Qingshan Qihai was lying on the bed when he suddenly noticed a ray of light on the other side, and asked curiously.

Shiina Mashiro said, "That's Sherlock Holmes."

Qingshan Qihai looked at the other lights in silence, always felt that he had worked hard to balance work and study, but when he saw these two acquaintances who stayed up late to create, he suddenly felt that his efforts were really not the bottom line of human beings... …

She hugged the doll, closed her eyes, and thought thoughtfully: "Creator, it's really hard work..."

the other side.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Li Yan was beating on the keyboard. His eyes were almost the same as those of Qi Hai, and he left a pair of panda eyes, but the difference was that he had an air of immortality, and his hands were no longer his. His hand, the line after line of content on the screen was no longer what he wrote, but was summoned from the fairyland, numbly in the process of writing.

"My eyes..."

Li Yan's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but his hand speed did not stop. He groaned and muttered to himself while thinking hard about the plot.

"Sure enough... writing novels is really painful."

So, in the past two days, I shared with the students of Xuqiu campus how happy I was to write a novel, almost all of them were fake, and they couldn't be fake anymore.I really shouldn't say such irresponsible words to this group of students... I even let them plunge into this "quagmire" of dirt...

Li Yan swayed, almost fell on the table, his hands were still typing on the keyboard, when his consciousness was really blurred, he would sigh about ten times a day of resentment, and once again, it came out of his mouth. ...

……

【Oh, oh - oh! ! ! 】

Suddenly, a rooster crowing made Li Yan suddenly open his eyes.

At this moment, it was already [-]:[-] in the morning. As always, it was the biological clock time when Li Yan woke up.

"..."

Accidentally fell asleep again.

Li Yan got up. Although he was still a little sleepy, he was already full of energy. This time, even the noisy frogs croaking outside the window did not disturb his sleep time.He doesn't even have any memory of how he got on the bed.

It was another early morning, and Li Yan had already arrived at this Xuqiu Village. It was already the fourth day.

Although he has encountered many trivial things in the village these days, Li Yan did not feel disgusted. Fortunately, the air here is rich in oxygen, which can make people not sleep much, and not be too tired.

Moreover, the writing effect of these three days is indeed fruitful. I have left the bustling and noisy of Tokyo, and I can concentrate more on my writing in the countryside scenery where I can relax. In addition to the content I wrote before, it has basically been completed. halfway through.

In a week's time, the eighth volume is just around the corner before the end of the summer vacation.

Today is the day when Shiina Mashiro and Aoyama Qikai left. After a short stay for a day, Mashiro came here simply to see him after a month. As a result, the opening ceremony will be held tomorrow, so I have to rush back today.

He went back and forth in a hurry, and in the end, whether he was really white or not, except for a few meals to get together, he basically spent his time on work, it seemed that the time was a little too rushed.

Just as Li Yan was thinking about whether he should sleep again or go out for a walk, he heard a familiar voice coming from the doorway again.

"Hello everyone!!" Fujinomiya Kumi led the village team, opened the door, raised his hands and cheered.

"Here..." Li Yan narrowed his eyes, sat on the bed, and said silently.

As always, he turned off the computer first, but when he came across the computer, Li Yan realized that he had turned it off properly, and then the lights in the room were also turned off. However, Li Yan had no impression at all. Tuck into a cupboard with a few spare keyboards, and go out to greet guests.

"Teacher, let's hand in our homework!"

The lotus flower in the palace also shouted.

"Uh, I didn't finish writing until twelve o'clock last night..." Yawning Koshigu Xiahai wiped his eyes and whispered.

"If this is not the case, you will be punished by the teacher for copying the novels written by everyone three times today." Koshitani Xiaoju said with a stern face.

"So, writing novels is boring, isn't it..."

"Crap, don't talk nonsense in front of the teacher."

A group of people made a noise and came to the edge of the stairs. As a result, Li Yan, who had changed his clothes, walked down the stairs.

"What happened today..." Li Yan asked as he walked down the stairs.

However, halfway through the question, suddenly in the crowd of people, I saw a strange figure who seemed to have a relationship.

"what……"

Walking at the back, the black-haired girl holding a small book was slightly taken aback. Looking at the young man on the stairs, she also recognized this village passerby who accidentally bumped into the first day of moving. .

"Very... nice to see you again." The polite girl bowed slightly and whispered.