The target is light novel master

"Senior, why didn't you continue to read it? Is it because I wrote it too badly?"

The silver-haired girl frowned.

"No, I want to take it back and take a closer look. If there is any problem, I will tell you then... See you tomorrow."

Izumi Chiha quickly waved goodbye.

"Oh, see you tomorrow, senior."

The silver-haired girl hadn't reacted yet, she just waved instinctively.

"strangeness……"

She tilted her head, looking confused.

Kind of cute.

……

"Nissan..."

"What's the matter, let's talk later."

When he got home, he happened to bump into Sagiri, but he just left a word and hurried back to his bedroom.

"What's the matter? Nissan's expression..."

Sagiri froze in place.

……

"Is it because of the different talents... It's only half a month, and it's only the first creation, can it reach such a level?"

Izumi Chiha was talking to herself, looking at the notebook in front of her, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

There is an inexplicable sadness.

I am a second-generation human being, and I have worked very hard and put my heart into it, and I have also made a tricky behavior of borrowing the story frame.

To be able to achieve the current results is considered a little talent.

But just flipping through more than a dozen pages of the girl's creation, he felt a complete sense of frustration, and a pang of sadness welled up in his heart.

He thought he could look at it with a normal mind.

Because he is equivalent to being able to see the future and know the talent of that girl, so he already has a bottom line in his mind before reading.

But even so, he was inevitably affected.

"call……"

Izumi Chiha took a deep breath, adjusted her mentality, and refocused on the work itself.

Bit by bit, unforgettable...

He read it from the beginning to the end without sleeping and eating, every word and every sentence came to his mind, trying to figure out where the difference between the two parties was.

two hours later.

"It's not comparable at all..."

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling, with tears dripping from the corners of his eyes.

It was so well written.

It was so amazing that he couldn't help crying.

It was very deeply infectious, and it could even be said to be the extreme of emotion.

At first, it was the desperation engulfed by darkness.

Later, I was moved by seeing a glimmer of light.

With cadence and rhythm, between every word and every word, the whole work is upgraded with the most simple writing style and simple language.

He is not reading a book, but experiencing a life, a story that can be clearly touched.

"Empathy, can it be written to this level?"

Izumi Chiha asked herself with a complicated expression.

"I used to be too superficial."

He had to admit it.

But even if he understands it, the current him is still unable to see something more profound.

These things are difficult to learn even if they are taught by others, and they can only be realized by themselves.

This road, he is still at qi o'clock.

……

[Junior girl, I have finished reading your work. It is very good. It can be said that it is the most touching work I have read so far. This weekend I will introduce you to an editor who is also my responsible editor. I believe you It will officially debut soon. 】

【Hey, senior, is it really that good?There should be no problem, right? 】

[For the time being, I am also a light novelist who debuted, so I still have some insight, but if you fail to pass, it would be a shame for me, so I have already judged very carefully... Please be confident, you The work is really well written and should surpass me soon. 】

【Well, surpassing senior is too far away, I just need to follow behind senior~】

Izumi Chiha sent a message, and the silver-haired girl responded surprisingly quickly.

So while chatting, he walked out of the room, ready to go to the kitchen to fill his dry stomach.

There are still a lot of leftovers, all of which he likes to eat, and the rice in the rice cooker is still hot, which warms his heart.

In this gap, Sagiri suddenly appeared beside her.

"Nissan, are you alright?"

she asked cautiously.

"It's alright."

His usual smile returned to his face.

"Are you really okay? It seems that the eye sockets are red."

Sagiri's eyes moved up.

"It's just because I was moved after seeing a work just now."

He explained.

"That is to say, Nisan, did you cry just now? Is that an exaggeration?"

Sagiri looked in disbelief.

In her eyes, Nisan is not a person who likes to cry, so this is to illustrate the strength of the work.

"You'll know it after you've seen it..."

Seeing this, Izumi Chiha put the hot food back on the dining table, and then took the notebook out of the room.

"Then let me see how touching the works that Nissan values ​​so much!"

With bright eyes, Sagiri opened the notebook.

10 minute later.

"Woooooooo..."

"Who wrote this novel? It's really well written! I've never read such a touching work."

"Nissan can't even write it!"

Sagiri held the notebook and said with tears in her eyes.

60 Then call it Kani Nayuta

"I know, I don't need Sagiri to emphasize it anymore."

Izumi Chiha said with a straight face.

"Ah, well, this, I'm not saying that Nisan's writing is bad, it's just, just... this person's writing is too good, but the writing style is very different from Nissan's. In terms of combat, Nissan must have written better."

Sagiri suddenly reacted and explained in a hurry.

"There is no fighting content in the whole article, how do you know if she can write it well?"

He asked a question back, seeing his younger sister's even more embarrassed expression, so he laughed again.

"Alright, alright, although I'm not reconciled, this is indeed the truth. You don't need to take care of your brother's self-esteem in this way."

OK is OK, no is not OK.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the difference in level between the two parties, not to mention that he is now a well-known creator.

Sagi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, by the way, Nissan, who wrote this? I haven't seen such a style of work."

Sagiri became interested in the creator of the novel in front of her again.

"She is still unknown."

Izumi Chiha replied.

"However, she will soon be admired by thousands of people."

He added another sentence.

"Does that mean you haven't made your debut yet?"

Sagiri swallowed.

To be able to write a work of this level for the first time is a monster!

"It's as good as Sensei Masaru, who just debuted not long ago."

she muttered to herself.

"Maybe."

he nodded.

"The pressure on Nissan is even greater."

While talking, Sagiri secretly observed his expression.

"Why do you say that?"

he questioned.

"Because Nissan's goal is to be a master of light novels, right? Now that he has such a powerful opponent, it will be much more difficult."

Sagiri worried.

"Who said the master of light novels can only allow one person?"

He didn't change his expression.

"That's right, the master of light novels is still just a concept, not the only one."

Sagiri suddenly realized.

Even though she said so, she was still a little worried, because she had seen Senshou Cunzheng's "Fantasy Demon Sword", so she knew that the other party's style was very similar to Nissan, but it was obviously better. affected.

It's Saturday.

Izumi Chiha contacted the editor Machida Sonoko.

"Miss Yuanzi, I have something nice to discuss with you..."

"Did the manuscript be delivered today?"

"No."

"Huh? I thought Mr. Izumi was here to deliver the manuscript today! Could there be something better than this?"

"...I assure Miss Yuanzi that my evaluation is absolutely true."

"Really, Mr. Izumi, you are flattering me so much, then I really can't wait to see the manuscript with my own eyes, then...it will be after two o'clock this afternoon, see you at the old place."