restless daily life

...Why are there so many inversions?Inversion is a technique used to highlight a certain word, it is not used indiscriminately!

Not to mention that it is used wrongly in some places.

With a serious expression, Yukinoshita Yukino took a sip of his coffee.

Why omit the subject?This sentence does not have the characteristics of the characters, and the subject is suddenly omitted, so that readers do not know who said it.

To express a sense of power, why do we use 'poke' as a verb?

Let's take a look at the plot.

continue reading.

Yukinoshita Yukino picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Why did the heroine undress inexplicably? !

This commission is more difficult than expected, perhaps we need to conduct research on the environment of light novels first.

……

"Hahahahaha! This protagonist is so funny!"

Hikigaya Komachi was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV, smiling so much that her teeth were showing at the corners of her mouth, she turned her head and found that her brother was looking at a stack of printing paper with his legs crossed, and asked curiously, "Brother, what are you looking at? "

"A light novel written by a warrior."

Hikigu Hachiman said with his usual weak tone, "It can be said that people with low skills are bold."

"Oh!" Hikigaya Komachi drew his voice, and suddenly said, "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!"

"The tiger is powerful."

"Majestic and majestic!"

"Everything is covered."

"To...to..." Hikigani Komachi fell sideways on the sofa, rolling around and coquettishly said, "Ahh! That's it! Such a big brother, Komachi's score is super low here!"

"Huo Huo! The so-called warrior is one who dares to challenge despair—by the way, I think I scored very well for this sentence!"

Hikigu Hachiman gave a rare smile, and the dead fish looked at the printing paper in his hand, showing no mercy, and even wanted to have fun.

Zaimuza... there must be nothing wrong.

puff.

……

I saw.

The Tower of Babita, which was built with joint efforts, collapsed in front of everyone's eyes.

He gazes, He speaks, He murmurs, He sings—Holy He comes into this world.

He said: The devil has mingled among you.

People looked at each other in astonishment and astonishment. Who is the devil? !

There are many strange roars in my ears, gnawing at my flesh and blood, increasing my hatred, and eroding my soul.

The former companion has changed, and Sam is still tall and thin, but he roars like a beast and keeps waving his arms violently-he, no, it must want to eat me, it's terrible!

Nit remained silent. He was supposed to be a cheerful kid who could make other people laugh with a single sentence, but now he was completely silent. He hadn't said a word for a long time, and just looked at other people with sad eyes.Gradually, I saw through the disguise of sadness and understood the true meaning - it is laughing at our plight, how abhorrent, it does not speak to cover up that it cannot speak at all, it must be cutting corners to make the tower fall Down!

They are not my companions. Someone has already been eaten by the devil, and the devil disguised himself as a human by wearing the leftover skins!

I saw!

I once ate a pot of food with the devil, slept in the same bed, and talked about an ideal and future. When I think of these things, I feel a chill!

too terrifying!I must find the devil!

Under the collapsed Tower of Babel, in order to find the devil, we began to examine each other, we screamed at each other, and we finally raised our weapons.

With the shovel I used to dig rocks, I broke Sam's neck; with the stone hammer I used to drive nails, I smashed Nit's head;

I shouted excitedly - burn the devil!

Fire envelops me, I feel no pain, my mission is hotter than fire!

Raising my head vaguely, I saw Him in the clouds, the noble, holy, yearning, and inviolable Him.

I smiled at Him—Look!I burned all the devils!

He smiled at me too—a smile hotter than flames, burning through the skin, drying the blood, burning the soul, burning so badly that I shed tears of blood.

He grinned with blood between his teeth.

"I saw."

End of the full text.

"An adaptation of the story of the Tower of Babel? It's a decent framework for a play, and I can give you a passing grade." Party A's question came from the phone, "But have you finished writing the play about the unintentional princess before?"

Bai Ying proudly said: "No."

"..." Party A was silent, and the opening was roaring, "I didn't finish the previous article! How dare you submit a new article for me?! I'm not a recycling bin for outlines and inspirations!"

Bai Ying snorted coldly: "You are just jealous of my talent! Now you should be an investor with a promising future and invest in me with a promising future..."

"The manuscript fee will be given to you in the future! Heh!"

What cruel words!And categorically hung up the phone!

You once praised me as your best apprentice, but now you treat me?

Playwright, you have changed, your heart has turned black.

It's not that 'What the hell did you write about! ''structure!Pay attention to the structure, can you stand up without a skeleton? ''The script is for people to read, if the actor can't understand what you wrote, it is a failure! ''Give me the character to struggle!The character doesn't struggle and fail again, so what's the difference between that and the [beep] corpse? ! ''Salary paid?lend me half. 'The playwright is gone.

Shiro Shadow sighed at the mottled ceiling, then looked at the printing paper in hand, and murmured in pain: "It must be that hateful devil that prevents me from talking happily with you anymore!"

The mental drain is too severe.

Or to heal yourself.

Bai Ying searched for beautiful hand pictures on the Internet, and watched them with relish.

……

……

The next day, at the gate of Sobu High School.

Hikigu Hachiman yawned and put the bicycle away.

"Hello!"

The intruded schoolbag landed on his shoulder in a sneak attack, accompanied by a spirited greeting.

"Ah, good morning...don't be so energetic early in the morning, hah..."

Hikigu Hachiman was a little uncomfortable with being greeted by someone at school, he yawned weakly again, and the dead fish eyes seemed to be more dead.

"Hey?" Yuigahama Yui asked strangely, "What's wrong, Xiaoqi? She looks like she wants to sleep early in the morning, and her eyes are about to rot."

"Looking at the light novel written by Zaimoza, the sleep time is compressed..."

Hikigu Hachiman's eyes were dark and he said: "You are extraordinarily energetic-you didn't see it."

"Ahahahaha..."

Yuigahama Yui's eyes drifted away, and she made a self-conscious voice. When she noticed the door, she hurriedly said, "It's Xiaoxue! And Xiaobai!"

"Change the subject...huh? Really."

Hikigaya Hachiman looked over, it was probably a coincidence that Shirokage and Yukinoshita Yukino met at the school gate, both of them felt a little lack of energy, and Shirokage even appeared on the stage walking in snakeskin.

It was the meeting of two warriors who had exhausted their efforts and sharpened their swords, and were about to face off.

Wood seat, alas!

Shirokage and Yukinoshita Yukino said something at the door.

Shirokage suddenly looked straight at Yukino Yukino.

Yukinoshita Yukino showed obvious confusion.

Bai Ying hugged his shoulders with both hands, trembling all over, then assumed the posture of a strongman, and walked into the campus with a high-spirited and vigorous posture.

Yukinoshita Yukino's sleepy face suddenly turned to absolute zero, and she followed quickly, opening her mouth to say something.

"Uh... do they have a good relationship?"

"maybe."

Hikigu Hachiman was noncommittal, mainly because he couldn't understand the minister at all, or he could understand it at all, but he couldn't understand it-people always have brain twitches, but the minister twitches every day.

"What are you still doing here? Aren't you going to the classroom?"

"Hey?" Yuigahama Yui said in shock, "Aren't we going together?!"

"I'm going to the bathroom." Hikigu Hachiman also said in shock, "Are you going to..."

"Who's waiting for you outside the men's room! Stupid!"

The schoolbag hit Hikigaya Hachiman's shoulder like a meteor hammer, and Yuihihama Yui ran away in embarrassment.

Let's go to the toilet for a while.

Hikigu Hachiman yawned, and walked lazily into the teaching building.

Oh, he has seen it.

The tragic death of Zai Muzao.

A student who spends the night in a haunted mansion.

A soldier who promises to come back from the war and get married.

It is the martial arts senior who is ready to wash his hands in the golden basin.

It's Captain Olga who said don't stop.

Chapter No.16 How can there be any swordsman general...

Joy, excitement, anxiety.

Cai Muzuo was striding happily in the corridor, he was a little fat man who couldn't wait, and seemed inexplicably flexible.

Although it is judged as putting on airs, no one can shake Yukinoshita's position as the number one student in the grade, and an excellent partner will definitely be able to give him excellent advice!

Although it is grandstanding to be pointed at by others, the performance of Bai in the corridor during the lunch break that day was a strong proof of his strength. Before that, he accidentally noticed that there seemed to be some conflict between two girls in class F, and that was undoubtedly Create footage.

Student Bai improvised the one-man show.

Counting the Bafang Bodhisattva and an unfamiliar girl with tuanzi hairstyle, I am like Liu Bei with Zhang Fei on the left and Guan Yu on the right. Even if Lu Bu is reborn, he is sure of victory!

Zaimuza sorted out his emotions, opened the door of the assistance/serving department, and was about to introduce himself by saying 'I am the swordsman general Ashikaga Yoshiki'.

Silent and solemn, the voice was stuck in the throat and stuffed back.

The suffocating coercion made him unable to speak.

Two chairs are against the wall, two chairs are against the window, and people are already seated.

There is also a chair placed in the upper center, waiting for visitors.

Cai Muzuo swallowed, thinking that it was a cross, a wooden horse, an iron maiden, a cannon post, and definitely not a chair.

"sit."

A steady, powerful voice that invites.

Zaimuzao carefully sat down, and found that he could see four people on both sides—in other words, the four people could also see him at the same time.

Hate it and want to go home.

Zai Muzuo couldn't help but look at his best friend for help.

The Hachiman Bodhisattva has a solemn treasure appearance, but his eyebrows are lowered, his eyes are full of compassion, and he doesn't say a word, as if he is experiencing the subtlety of closed-mouth meditation.

"Little friend, don't be nervous. Today is only for discussion, not about grievances."