Anyway, it was all kinds of mistakes, and at that time, Xia Ran himself also felt that dream memories might be his golden finger in life, so he finally embarked on this path.

However, it is not to say that it is a rigid copy or anything like that, after all, although Xia Ran's memory is much higher than that of a normal person, it is also limited, and it is definitely impossible to know dozens or millions of words by heart at every turn, and memorize them like a stream.

And the time-space background in the dream is like the earth of the parallel world, not that it is completely similar, in some terrible world lines, there are even huge changes in Chinese football to win the World Cup, which is enough to shock the reincarnation team......

So it's not like everything can be copied rigidly, maybe one is not careful and will make mistakes in terms of history or background.

Therefore, if it is from this aspect, Xia Ran's relevant skill level has actually been honed to a very high level, which means that he can re-polish and fill in the content according to a general theme, and reach a level that is very close to the original book.

——In a sense, An Yilun also came to the door because of the "proposition composition", maybe he really found the right person.

- It's just that An Yilun probably didn't think about it at all, and almost every work of the teacher he admired so far has been labeled as "healing" and "god unfolding".

For example, in the lily that was supposed to be full of cuteness and love, he just said "there's nothing to be afraid of", and it immediately turned out that there was a terrifying plot of being bitten off by a monster......

For example, in the royal works that should have coexisted with blood and mecha elements, vigorously fighting against fate, in the end, all human beings turned into LCL, and the whole world was full of fresh blood......

For example......

Manic fans, if they didn't know the address, would have been eager to send blades to this damn murderer, and if they really let this guy who has obvious psychological problems and is dedicated to hurting the hearts of readers come to help-

So what kind of tragic scene will the so-called beautiful girl game be made in the end?

However, Xia Ran himself actually didn't want to help in this matter, because it represented trouble in various senses, and he was a person who hated trouble, which could be seen from his usual behavior.

If it weren't for the blockbuster final exam of last school year, who would know him as a person?

Even a few classmates in the same class remember him, after all, a student who can't come to school for a few days a year is almost a ghost that only exists on the student roster, and if he can still be remembered, it will really become a campus monster.

But obviously, what the direction of this matter is now is not something he can easily decide by his own preferences-

It's not because An Yilun also directly found the Ministry of Serving, it is no longer a request between individuals, but a commission that the community needs to accept. is also because of the other party's other identity, which gave Xia Ran a lot of help before.

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"Okay...... This An Yilun is also a student, I understand your commission, from the perspective of the community, we will not refuse this commission, but there is still one thing to affirm. ”

Ten minutes later, Yukino had already sat back in her chair, and she said in a flat tone while looking at the plan in her hand.

"That is, since you have chosen this method, then it is a commission for the entire Ministry of Service, and I judge that this commission should not be something that can be completed in a short period of time, so I can't promise you anything, and it is impossible to ask Xia Ran to help you ......"

At this point, she paused slightly before continuing, "Can you understand me when I say that? ”

"I can understand very well, in fact, it has helped a lot."

An Yilun also sat down and replied seriously. Naturally, he knew very well how troublesome this matter was, and he didn't feel like the world was going to revolve around him.

So he also felt that the current result was already very good, and he just wanted to ask a strong foreign aid to help relieve the pressure, but he didn't want to instruct his respected teacher to work for him and help him do everything.

Besides, he originally hoped that he would really make a contribution in this matter and prove himself, so naturally he would not wait for others to complete everything, and waited on the side...... If that's the case, what is he doing all this time?

Simply a little bit, continue to maintain the previous rhythm of life, wait for new works to come out carefree, and then enjoy other people's creations, why should you bother about this?

"Well, then...... Xia Ran, what do you think? Under the snow, he bowed slightly, then turned his head to look at someone, and asked very flatly.

Xia Ran glanced at this girl, but his impression of her changed slightly, but he still pushed his glasses, nodded, and agreed without showing much resistance:

"This ...... Yes, I have no problem here. ”

An Yilun's special identity, when he was in his initial stage, he helped save a lot of time and quickly gathered a lot of popularity, so now he needs to repay it.

It's okay to say if you don't know, but now that she knows about it, Xia Ran really can't continue to maintain the attitude and thoughts that don't matter to her before......

Anyway, that's it, but Machida Yuanzi's sinister intentions, Xia Ran can see it, the editor in charge is using roundabout tactics to indirectly urge the update! Seeing that he has been fishing and paddling, he is ready to use An Yilun's idea to assign a proposition essay to himself?

I can't let that woman succeed, I have to put on a new name, but what's the best thing to use? …… Old and empty? Mushroom? Dumplings?

The names of some famous playwrights and novelists that he had heard in other worlds flowed through Xia Ran's heart, and he was thinking about what kind of vest to use, and if there was any deviation in the game later, he could easily get out.

After all, looking at the manic level of his fan base now, it is estimated that the SAN value is about to bottom out, and if he blatantly kills again, it may really stimulate them to do some irrational stupid things......

Wait a minute? Why make the killing ring a preset premise, isn't this a beautiful girl game?

An Yilun also successfully achieved his goal and left happily, it seems that as long as he gives a commission, then the whole thing is already secure, and it can be regarded as a result that is destined to succeed.

Leaving with her, Hiratsuka-sensei, after all, she is not a student, and she doesn't need to participate in club activities, and seeing that the matter is over, it is natural for her to choose to leave directly.

However, before leaving, she deliberately called Xia Ran out and gave a few words of advice, of course, it was still the cliché.

The ministry department returned to silence, and the lonely snow frowned slightly, looking at the so-called game plan book in her hand, which seemed to be an incomprehensible area for her as an honor student.

But that's already good.,It's said that the vast majority of girls hate otaku.,Especially what beautiful girl game...... At least she didn't show any feelings of disgust or anything like that.

After about a few minutes, there was a gentle knock on the door of the activity room.

"Please come in."

The girl said calmly, without raising her head, Hiratsuka-sensei will definitely not knock on the door, so only that person will come back.

The door of the activity room was opened, and Xia Ran walked in again, turned around and closed the door. Then he walked straight up to the girl, sighed, and said:

"Under the snow, let me do this...... Well, I mean, at least I'm pretty familiar with it......"

"Okay, then I'll leave this to you...... Of course, I'll do my best to help. ”

The girl had no objection to this, and simply agreed, and did not relent, but she did not put aside the hot potato and throw the trouble to others, she seemed to be ready to do something she could do as much as she could.

Then, she closed the plan in her hand, raised her head and handed it to the other party, but the arm that had just been outstretched paused slightly.

Because what appeared in front of her was a drink, and the surface of the can was a bright pattern of strawberry milk, and it also exuded a cold feeling, as if it had just been taken out of the vending machine.

"Vegetable life 100 strawberry yogurt MIX...... I guess that's it. ”

The girl couldn't react for a while, but Xia Ran didn't pause, and naturally took the plan book in the other party's hand, stuffed the drink by the way, and directly completed the exchange.

Then, he turned back to the seat on the other side of him and sat down, frowned, spread the proposal on his lap, lifted the lid of the can in his hand, and took a sip.

Xue Xia turned her head to look at him, her expression lost her usual coldness, as if she didn't know whether she should choose to refuse, but this was what she asked for before.

“…… Thank you. ”

After a long while, she whispered this, and finally even looked away.

Xia Ran felt that she seemed to have vaguely grasped the true character of this girl, although she was cold and prickly on the surface, as her name suggested, like ice and snow, people did not dare to approach, but in fact it was not really that she would not think about others.

This made him feel a lot happier inexplicably, after all, at least a good start.

Under the snow, she opened the book on her lap again, and then held the can of drink in both hands, and gently reached out from time to time to stroke the hair next to her ear, her expression didn't seem to be too calm, probably not used to accepting other people's kindness?

It was already approaching evening at this time, the sunset outside the window had become softer, the breeze was swaying the curtains, and the activity room was quiet and silent.

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It's evening.

Xia Ran, who returned home, quickly fell asleep after adjusting his emotions.

Conscious, he appeared on a large platform, on which a lone wooden door stood, and the platform was surrounded by nothingness, and directly above it was a soft ball of pure white light.