Ueshima Qingyu, took a deep breath, picked up the coffee next to him and drank it. This is the first coffee that was poured into the cup, and it was so hot at that time, but because I was so obsessed with reading novels that I forgot to drink it, it has now become cold. The brown coffee touched Uejima Qingyu's lips, although it was completely fine to drink cold coffee this summer, but the air conditioning was on in the room, and he felt a little at the moment, frowned slightly, and didn't take it away, so he drank it like this.

Moistened his throat, went to the island Qingyu, and began to look at it seriously.

When I started reading Koyanagi's novels again, I had a different feeling. The roughness of the words, that is the most primitive enjoyment, can directly face the storm of words. Sometimes it suddenly becomes exquisite, like a small attic, a chain of waterways, beautiful scenery, fresh air, and penetrating people's hearts. This kind of transformation is stunned, but unexpectedly, it seems to be taken for granted.

What a heart-warming blue, pure and almost transparent, it's the color of the heart. It makes people feel supreme enjoyment.

How bright and dazzling red that is. Bare. The red, bloody and oppressive of the most brutal style. It makes people feel extremely depressed.

Reading Koyanagi's novels, Uejima Qingyu will always have such and such different feelings.

However, she didn't feel that this feeling was bad, on the contrary, it was something that other novels could not do. This is the power of a true master, able to perfectly provoke the emotions of the reader.

Koyanagi did this, though it was still a little rough and immature in other places—if you let Uejima Qingyu say it. What is the place that is immature, what is the place that is rough. But she can't say exactly what she can do as an editor. In the face of Koyanagi's novels at this level, he has lost his original ability. It's only by relying on the original sixth sense of the profession that I feel this. An indescribable discord and imperfection. If you really want to say it, this is a bit of a deliberate fault-finding. But in any case, Uejima Qingyu always felt that it did exist.

However, this does not seem to affect the brilliance of Koyanagi's novel. Even knowing the progress of the story, it still makes Uejima Qingyu feel a great enjoyment, and at some moments when the plot is about to turn around, even if he knows the next process. Still full of anticipation, as if there will be a new feeling of the new style - famous books are often never tired of reading, even if you read them many times, you still feel that they are still classics, and it is clear that Koyanagi's novels have already taken the initial form in this regard.

In fact, these things, Uejima Qingyu didn't dare to say to Koyanagi, because it was just because of feelings. She felt that there were flaws, but she had no way to correct them, and some of them would only give the writer a headache and would not be of any use.

Not only that, but Koyanagi's novels are also good enough. Enough to cover up this inexplicable flaw. There is no need to say it. There has always been only praise.

If Uejima Qingyu really got dizzy and told this matter, Koyanagi would probably show a look of surprise, because he already knew.

Koyanagi knows. The biggest flaw of his novels is the lack of the beauty of the sequence of words.

Koyanagi has always felt. Writing is for the plot, for the text. Various depictions of the characters. However, when these are done, the writing begins to sublimate again, which is a different realm, and there will be a different withdrawal.

The beauty of the text sequence is what that level is pursuing. The master's writing, every stroke of the sentence, will make people feel mellow and perfect, which is not only a talent, but also the most instinctive ability to comprehend after writing a numberless sentence. It's a pity that Koyanagi doesn't have this ability, although the plot he created is exciting enough, but he still lacks the background of a master after all, which is inevitable, but he is still growing up after all.

So, when I saw the slave of money II., Uejima Qingyu felt that the plot was impeccable, but in other aspects, there seemed to be a kind of sublimation?

Uejima Aoyu spent half a day reading Koyanagi's novels. Before I knew it, the sky was dark, and Uejima Aoyu sent an email back to Koyanagi.

"Super perfect! Mr. Koyanagi's novel is really wonderful and impeccable! I didn't understand the final ending.,Then I read it carefully again.,I still didn't understand.,But it seems to understand something.,It's really a little depressed.,I don't know if Mr. Koyanagi can explain some to me if he's free? Of course, this manuscript is 100% over, and I have notified the above, and asked them to arrange the next promotion of Koyanagi-sensei's novel! Leave it to us, Mr. Koyanagi! ”

Clicking send, Ueshima Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Just breathed a sigh of relief, Shangdao Qingyu got up, stretched his waist, and was about to go out to eat something, sat for a long time, and was already a little hungry, at this time it became more and more obvious, and his stomach was almost about to scream in protest, but at the moment when he stood up, the computer came from the sound of email receipt.

Uejima Qingyu froze for a moment, looked at the display screen, and saw that this was the message that Koyanagi replied, and it was really fast!

At this time, Koyanagi was on the Internet, drawing comics, and when he saw Uejima Qingyu's email, he replied to it - of course very quickly.

However, Uejima Qingyu didn't know this, and only felt that the speed of Koyanagi's message reply was simply fast, and he was engrossed in clicking on the email to see what Mr. Koyanagi's reply was.

However, what she didn't expect was that Koyanagi's reply was only one word.

"Hmm."

"Hmm. Well...... Well? Uejima Qingyu looked at Koyanagi's email receipt on the display screen, and after a long time, he finally confirmed it, and Koyanagi really replied with only this one word.

"Did Mr. Koyanagi reply with only one word?" Uejima Qingyu said with some tears and laughter: "At least give me a reply 'I know' - something like that." There was only one word. It's really a personality.,It's comparable to the protagonist he created.,But when you think about it this way.,What kind of protagonist is there.,It seems that you can see.,What kind of author? ”

Koyanagi didn't know that his one-word reply made Uejima Qingyu feel so much, if he knew, nine times out of ten he would write a polite word like thank you.

At this time, Koyanagi was drawing a blow man.

"It's boring!"

Mahaku next to him was too bored, so he ran to Koyanagi's room and couldn't help but say this.

Mahakuro didn't immediately go to paint because he had just come back, and there were still some drafts anyway - so it was inevitable that he would be a little bored at this time. (To be continued......)