Chapter 167: It won't work out

Listening to Koyanagi's determined words, Nazuki Kongawa almost believed it, looking at his confident face, he couldn't help but be a little speechless.

This is a common problem of newcomers, who usually feel that their novels are the best in the world, that they are perfect, that they have no way to understand their novels, that is the fault of the readers, that is the fault of the editors, and even the mistakes of this era. It's ridiculous, it's absurd, but a lot of the time, it's what really happens.

The human heart is really a very delicate thing.

So Natsuki Ogawa inevitably sneered, shook her head, and said, "What you think is too simple, it's impossible, you think too much." If you want to be successful, you have to start imitating the strengths of some novels, absorbing the successes of those writers, and then you can slowly move towards success. ”

"What's the difference between this and plagiarism?" Koyanagi didn't expect that this Natsuki Konkawa would say what he and Yang said.

He cleverly misunderstood something, which in traditional literature, similar style, similar storytelling, that is almost not much different from plagiarism, but in terms of light novels, there is no such category.

Sure enough, Natsuki Konkawa frowned dissatisfiedly and said: "What is plagiarism, this is imitation, this is borrowing, you have to understand that there is no so-called creation in this world, or there is no creation for no reason, everyone comes from imitation." ”

"You're right, but I still feel a little inappropriate to borrow too much." Koyanagi thought for a moment and said.

"If you think it's inappropriate, don't publish it, and then continue to write your own novels." Natsuki Ogawa didn't bother to argue with Koyanagi. said helplessly, and then didn't bother to say anything. Began to bow his head and continue to write his own novels.

Koyanagi felt as if he had her off? A little speechless for a while, there are two aspects of the writer that are most likely to cause controversy.

The first is the difference in creative concepts. It's like fire and water.

The second is the jealousy of the literati, not to mention.

So while many writers are superficially in good relationships, the reality is not like that.

On the contrary, some light novel writers are more pure.

Koyanagi nodded to Nagato and returned to his seat.

At this point, the fried noodles have been served on the table.

Haruka asked curiously, "What are you talking about?" So hot? ”

Nahua also nodded, looking very curious.

Mashiro said without thinking: "It's probably something from the novel." ”

Xiao Yanagi nodded and said, "That's right, it's the things in the novel, I'm going to write a light novel, and the girl who is writing is a light novel writer." ”

"Huh? Is that so? Brother, are you going to write light novels? That kind of light novel that you read at home? Is it a light novel for the main character? Is it actually writing such a thing? Haruka's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said with some interest.

Koyanagi listened to this. Suddenly, there was a chill in his back, and he was really hit by Haruka......

The protagonist of this light novel that is about to be written,It's indeed a sister control.,Ahhhhhhhh At this time, I was complained about like this, and I suddenly felt embarrassed, and it was a little difficult to write.

Nahua said next to him: "You are a light novel of discrimination!" Why is it that a reading like "Harry Potter" can be considered a traditional novel, and is a well-known must-read, while light novels, the things that bring readers joy, are to be excluded? ”

Haruka was stunned for a moment: "That's not what I meant." ”

Koyanagi smiled. He started eating fried noodles, and he didn't want to go too deep into the topic.

After eating fried noodles, it was not early at this time, and Koyanagi and the others put on their clothes in the car. Then Koyanagi drove the car, left the beach, and returned to the villa.

And that Natsuki near Kagawa. I also went back by bus with Nagato August.

In the car, Natsuki Ogawa suddenly remembered something. I couldn't help but ask, "Sister, sister." ”

A little lethargic Nagato August. I opened my eyes and asked, "Huh?" What's up? ”

"It's that Xiaoyanagi-kun, he'...... Anyway, I think he's a little familiar. Natsuki Ogawa thought for a while and said.

Nagato August said with some amusement: "Do you think it looks familiar?" Of course, it's familiar, or you should know him. ”

"Why should I know him? He's not your boyfriend. Natsuki Ogawa said with a frown.

"Why, how did it get involved!" Nagato's face flushed, and he said a little speechlessly.

"Sister, you like him!" Natsuki Ogawa said with a grin.

"Why do you like it! This, this is simply not a thing! Nagato shook his head and said in a resolute denial.

"Sister, you're still tsundere, he's really handsome, but it's a pity that he has a girlfriend, and he's super cute...... "Natsuki Ogawa said.

Nagato closed his mouth, too lazy to say anything more.

"By the way, sister, what did you just say, that I should know him? Why? Natsuki Ogawa then remembered what was going on.

And Nagato August didn't bother to speak.

"Sister sister ......" Natsuki Ogawa kept shouting at the side of her sister harasser Nagato August, until the one hundred and seventh sister, Nagato August finally couldn't help but say, "Okay, I said." ”

Natsuki Ogawa immediately closed her mouth, and her sister who said so much made her voice hoarse.

"He's that little Yanagi." Nagato August said.

"Koyanagi? The name is a bit impressive......"

"It's the guy who was interviewed by the TV station with me, it's the guy who is super popular and best-selling rookie writer this year, it's the writer who writes that the slave and winner of money is justice, and the guy who sells more than one million copies early! You actually taught him how to write novels, I really don't know how to write a novel! Nagato snorted and said mockingly, taking revenge on the displeasure he had just been teased.

"He, he's actually that little willow?!" Natsuki Ogawa's eyes widened and she said a little incredulously.

"Yes!"

"......" Natsuki Konkawa had a dark face, and was a little ashamed and indignant for a while, he actually gave advice to such a famous writer, and taught him a lesson as a newcomer! What's going on! Random person who pops up is such a tough guy!

"Hey, hey." August Nagato smiled a little gloatingly.

"However, however, no matter how well he writes in the field of traditional novels, it is only a traditional novel, which is still very different from light novels, and it is not so simple to write a good light novel!" Natsuki Kongawa gritted her teeth and said cheekily: "This new book, if you want to write a light novel, even if it sells more than 100,000 copies, it will definitely not be well received by the majority of readers!" Light novels, it's not that simple! ”

"Really? Koyanagi-kun is a genius, right? Nagato August said with some disbelief.

"It's true!"

At this time, Koyanagi had already returned to the villa, and the three of them went to the hot springs, while Koyanagi returned to the room and began to brew and write the light novel.

"The Tale of Transformation"

Koyanagi wrote the title on his laptop, and then his fingers quickly dropped on the keyboard as if he were out of control.

Koyanagi's five fingers, dancing on the keyboard, are beautiful and cheerful.

Under the tapping of the keyboard, the number of words in a line was quickly displayed on the screen of the notebook.

The first word? Black Yi and crabs

001

Battlefield Hara Heiyi is a recognized sick and weak woman in the class.

As a matter of course, he did not participate in physical education classes, and even refused to participate in the morning meeting and the whole school assembly on the grounds of anemia, but stood alone in the shadows.

Battlefield was in the same class as me in my first and second years of high school, and in my third year this year, but I haven't seen that guy move vividly once so far.

He is a frequent visitor to the health room, and he often goes to the hospital where the exclusive doctor is located, and he has been repeating late arrivals, early departures, and absences. "It's in the hospital," someone often jokingly says.

However, although he is sick, he is not thin at all, and he has an illusory feeling that is so slender that it seems to be damaged by a slight touch. Therefore, the boys often joke in private that she is "Miss Boudoir". Very apt metaphor. I also think it's surprisingly appropriate to the battlefield. (To be continued......)