"You actually did this kind of thing while the girl was asleep...... It's hard to compliment. ”

Looking at the photos taken by the mobile phone in his hand, Xue Xia said this with a flat face, and pressed the delete button easily. She didn't seem to be angry, but it was this kind of plain and insipid that made people feel frightened.

Actually, you could have said it more clearly, and this kind of statement is inevitably a bit misleading...... Although he thought so, Xia Ran, who knew that he was wrong, was sitting in a precarious position, not squinting, and had no intention of arguing out loud.

What more can be said? After all, I was caught when I was about to take a screenshot...... Fate turned out to be such a terrible thing, he just wanted to choke fate by the throat, but fate in turn beat his head out.

"Classmate Xia Ran, don't you have anything to say?"

Looking at the silent subject under the snow, the voice, though calm, sounded as clear as ice, exuding an overly sharp aura.

“……”

“……”

Hikiya Hachiman and Yui are sitting on the other side, and it seems that at the same time they have a great interest in the original manuscript of the novel in their hands, and they are immersed in hard reading, studying hard, and not hearing what is going on outside the window.

They didn't even raise their heads, and clearly expressed their desire to stay out of the situation.

"That...... Under the snow, aren't you angry? After thinking about it, Xia Ran asked a question that he was most concerned about at the moment.

"I'm not angry." Xue Xia said indifferently.

Ah, sure enough, it's this sentence, Xia Ran doesn't know how many times he's heard it, and there are all kinds of people who say it. The only thing they have in common is that they are not the same, and they are actually angry.

It's like the phrase "you tell me honestly, I won't be angry", whoever believes it is an idiot.

Of course, Xia Ran is not an idiot, but he is now willing to believe this statement, and is busy preparing to promote this established matter: "That's great, Xuexia-san, thank you for being so ......"

"Hey! Is it 110......"

"Please stop! Don't call the police——!! ”

……

……

This farce didn't last long before it was interrupted.

Because someone knocked on the door of the activity room roughly, attracting everyone's attention, and then the timber seat Yoshiki walked in from the outside.

To be honest, after yesterday's blow, he really dared to come to the door to receive his death today, which made Xia Rangao look at him. Coupled with such a standard door-to-door visit from the other party's card time, it was a good solution to his crisis.

So Xia Ran felt that maybe he needed to repay the favor and talk about the advantages of the other party's novel as much as possible later. After all, when everyone else has given a harsh criticism blow that could be fatal, he must always consider the ability of Kikiza Yoshiki to withstand it and give him a hope of survival, right?

Staring at the stout boy who moved a chair and sat in front of everyone, he thought so.

"So, let me hear what you think—"

At this time, Yoshiki sat down on the chair, causing the chair to creak in some kind of pain. Personally, he unconsciously crossed his hands in front of his chest, his face full of confidence, with a sense of superiority that he didn't know where to fight.

Wait, is this guy a fish? Is there only a seven-second memory? Yesterday's painful experience was forgotten so quickly?!

“……”

“……”

Hikiya Hachiman and Yui looked at each other incredibly, and they couldn't figure out whether it was this guy's strong psychological endurance and reached the level of shaking M, or if there was something wrong with their memory.

"Huh? Wait, classmate Xia Ran, why are you looking at me with that kind of sympathetic and pitiful eyes, as if you were looking at a corpse......"

Kikiza Yoshiki also felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously looked in the direction where the strange feeling came from, only to see a certain devil classmate looking at him with a sympathetic and pitying gaze.

He never knew that this kind of emotional gaze not only did not make people feel at ease subconsciously, but could make people completely creepy and their hairs stand on end!

- The difference is only in whose gaze it is.

Thinking of yesterday's incident, Kiki Yoshiki suddenly trembled in his heart, and hurriedly said, "By the way, please don't say it too harshly, classmate Xia Ran...... Otherwise, I'd have just died! ”

"Don't worry, I'll try my best to pick the merits of your novel......" Xia Ran had a serious and reliable expression, "But you'd better be mentally prepared, after all, there are still three referees, especially under the snow, she will kill your ...... with words"

“…… Xia Ran, are you absolutely sure that I will forgive you today, right? Yukino glared at him and interrupted him unceremoniously.

“……”

“……”

"Ahem, it's great that you're so empathetic under the snow." The young man once again resumed his posture of sitting upright, not squinting, as if a debtor is always naturally weaker in the face of a creditor, as long as he is not an old man.

The same is true for him, when he did something bad, he was caught on the spot, and now it is naturally impossible to act more justified than the other party.

Xue Xia snorted slightly, and did not pay any more attention to him, but unconsciously flipped through the brand-new copy in his hand, as if thinking about something.

Speaking of which, both sides have a tacit understanding today that they did not talk about the phone call last night, as if that incident had not happened at all. Originally, there might have been some inevitable embarrassment when they met, but it was completely eliminated because of Xia Ran's behavior of wanting to forcibly collect CG.

She couldn't figure out if this guy did it on purpose, but with a keen intuition, she always felt that it was probably like this.

"That...... Beneath the Snow? He didn't know whether to believe Xia Ran's words just now, and asked tentatively with trembling.

Taking a gentle breath, the girl quickly gathered her thoughts, raised her eyes and looked at the timber seat Yoshiki in front of her, who was being judged by everyone:

"I'm sorry, but I'm not familiar with this type of work...... Strictly speaking, I've only seen one person's work before, and it's not a complete light novel, it's more like a game script. ”

As she said that, she glanced sideways at someone next to her.

That script really made her remember, but in addition to the edge balls that are not quite in line with the core values of a harmonious society, the meaning contained in it is really quite profound.

The girl also admits that kind of heavy criticism.,The shock impact.,And so it made her a little curious about the related ACG field.,Although it's just a little curious.,Still haven't taken the initiative to learn about the various light novels on the market.、Anime or something.。

However, it did make her subconsciously feel that perhaps this kind of work is such a type with profound meaning and profound connotation.

What I didn't expect was ...... This novel by Yoshiki Kizuza has been very successful in disappointing her. It was a mistake to stay up late after reading it, although it was not for this reason that she decided to stay up late, but she couldn't sleep last night.

"Hahaha...... It doesn't matter, I'm just trying to hear the world's opinion, you just say. Kigiza Yoshiki seemed to breathe a sigh of relief all at once, pretending to laugh heroically, and then said so.

And his heart seemed to be relieved, and it seemed that the difficulty had dropped a lot all of a sudden.

If you haven't seen this type of subject, you must not have been edified by too many works, and your vision and taste may not be so picky? It's like an old bookworm who dislikes this and that, and can't look at anything, and people who have just started reading novels even think Xiao Baiwen is very exciting.

This is indeed the truth, and theoretically the plot may indeed unfold like this.

However......

"Then I'll get straight to the point, it's very boring to read, even painful, and this work is disappointing beyond imagination." The girl closed the copy in her hand, and a direct and faint sentence put people to death.

The timber seat was hit hard in an instant, his face turned pale, his whole body leaned back greatly, and the chair made a "click" sound.

This is not over, Xue Xia is a very serious and direct person, since he has made up his mind to speak, naturally he will not pass it off like this, but very seriously list one reason after another, explaining his feelings.

From the grammatical transcription to the development of the plot, Yoshiki is criticized as useless.

The latter was devastated and subconsciously cast a plea of help to the person next to him, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

And so—

"I—I think...... You, you know a lot of difficult words. By Yui Yuhihama.

"Anyway, the illustration is the point, so you don't have to worry too much about the story." By Than Kiya Hachiman.

A minute later, Yoshiki was lying on his back, his eyes rolling and looking at the ceiling...... He felt like he was going to die, and now there was only one person left to save his life, which was like a candle in the wind.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xia Ran thought about it very seriously, picked the advantages of the novel as much as possible, and said after considering the organizational language:

"It's very royal to use the last paragraph to confess, which is also in line with the rules of the industry, and it can be regarded as an open ending, so that even if the first volume is cut in half, it will not be said to be unfinished...... Uh-huh, timber seats do a pretty good job at this. ”

"Poof——!!

"Didn't you say you'd try to pick the good as you could? Why give him a fatal blow? Xue Xia looked at him in surprise as he was cruelly mending the knife, and asked a question in confusion.

"But...... I'm already trying to find out the merits, and the other aspects are really ......" Xia Ran looked at the corpse of the timber seat in surprise, this surprise did not seem to be fake, he really felt that he was trying his best to say the merits tactfully and praise it.

"...... said It's the same......"

As he listened to his explanation, he let his eyes wander back and forth between the copy in his hand and the corpse of the timber seat not far away, and then nodded in understanding.

Even she had to admit that it was difficult to forcibly pick out the merits from the works of Yoshiki Kizuza to praise...... It's beyond imagination.

"That...... This person has something like a mochi slipping out of his mouth, doesn't it really matter? ”