Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fourth Kind of Writer

The shower process of Sentanda Chengyu that night was simple and peaceful, and there were no incidents of erotic violence that the people liked to see.

And because it's a shower, there's no steaming "loli soup" to drink.

His gentleman's soul did not burn into a strong man because of this, or the whole person entered any strange mode. (That's a lot of information...... )

In fact, objectively speaking, Qian Yan Tian Chengyu is not a sister control, tsundere control, loli control and other perverts, he feels that he should be regarded as a soft sister control.

I like the kind of little Lori who has soft eyes, soft voice, soft waist, and gentle and considerate personality, a little natural, (and don't toss at night) It's easy to coax a little Lori to sleep together.

Hmm, it's probably like Ruu five or six years ago.

As for a little cold and arrogant elementary school student like Rumi-chan, it's not his dish.

……

After taking a bath, on the way back to the room, Sentanda Narita met Mrs. Tsurumi.

Mrs. was cleaning the living room, dressed in homely clothes, and her long black hair was coiled up, revealing a snow-white neck, which had a touching softness.

After seeing Chitanda, she showed a gentle smile, nodded slightly, and after a pause, asked Chitanda, "What does Chengyu want to eat tomorrow morning?" I accidentally forgot it before, and I just thought about it. ”

"Ah, Auntie doesn't have to bother...... I'm not a picky eater, I can do anything. Not...... What does Rumi-chan usually eat? I'm just like her. ”

"Speaking of which, it's the time to grow up, and the child is more accustomed to a Western-style breakfast like milk bread."

"Then I'm the same, I'm also growing up."

"That's good......"

Mrs. Tsurumi smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said to Chitanda: "There have been a lot of things in the club recently, and I am really thanks to you for dinner today, there are not many boys of this age who can cook." ”

"Ah, where...... It's just a gesture, and several dishes taste the same thing. ”

"Even the chefs of some restaurants often inevitably taste similar no matter what dishes they have, and Chengyu is already very good."

Chitanda Chengyu blushed a little, and the large piece of self-esteem that was lightly hummed away by Rumi was all made up for by his wife's gentleness.

"Is Auntie also busy at work?"

"yes. After all, I have just joined the company, and the working environment is still a little unfamiliar. However, I have been in the publishing industry for several years and will soon be able to settle down. ”

"Huh? Publishing industry, is Aunt Tsurumi an editor? ”

Sentanda Chengyu was a little curious, he only heard that he was working in a cultural company, but he didn't expect it to be a publishing company.

"Edit? I can't say no, but I work in a translation and publishing company in the group, and I mainly work in the project copyright department, although I am also an editor, but there are still many differences from the editors who are directly responsible for the authors of general publishing houses. ”

"Oh, that's it." Chitanda probably understood a little, "That means that Auntie is mainly responsible for the selection of translated books and copyright negotiations, right, it's amazing......"

"yes. Auntie is also very good at English and Chinese. At present, there is still a shortage of talents in Chinese, otherwise it is not so easy to change jobs. ”

Good at Chinese?

Chitanda blinked, and couldn't help but feel a little closer.

In fact, he is also super good at Chinese. And it's not a general specialty. Not only does he master Mandarin and several dialects, but even if he recites Qu Yuan's "Lisao", he is slippery.

After exchanging a few words of Chinese with Mrs. Tsurumi, Chitanda Chengyu already felt that in fact, Mrs. Tsurumi's level was not as strong as she said.

Unexpectedly, Tsurumi's fair face was a little red, and he couldn't help but ask Qiantantian curiously: "Chengyu, your level is really good, have you been working hard to learn Chinese?" ”

Well, it's been falling......

Chitanda Chengyu didn't want to further hit the self-esteem of this gentle elder, but he nodded arrogantly and communicated with Aunt Tsurumi for a while, and Chitanda Chengyu returned to the room.

Log in to the mailbox.,Chitanda sent the written manuscript to An Yilun too.,By the way, I also downloaded the manuscript written by Kirino to the computer.。

Although the plot of Kirino is not rich, and the sisters have only experienced three dream exchanges, the number of words is not small, and there are about 160,000 words.

As one of the lines of the galgame game text with multiple lines, it is not a serialized novel after all, and the word count of this order of magnitude is not small.

If you add some mandatory plots that intersect with other routes, it will take about two to three hours to get through the plots of the twin sister's southbound dreams and southbound dreams.

In Chitanda's opinion, it can be regarded as a more appropriate time arrangement...... Editing Kirino's text from scratch, he couldn't help but think of his experience at Takasaka's house in the morning.

Roughly hugged Kirino in his arms, and almost took away someone's first kiss......

Alas. Chitanda sighed slightly.

Looking back on the experience during this time, Chitanda Chengyu felt that his behavior was really too much and too scumbag.

But this can't be said to be the reason for his character, because eating from the bowl and looking at the pot, seeing one and loving the other, this is the behavior of scum.

But he traveled with complete memories, first fell in love with these lovely people, and then met them one after another.

Is it wrong to fall in love with many two-dimensional characters in the third dimension? Some extreme chefs may seem to have it, but there is absolutely no moral error.

And after crossing over, how can one accuse a man of wanting to be close to the person he loves?

Isn't it natural to face your "wife" and want to get close to her and be good with her?

It's better to say that pretending to be indifferent is an annoying scumbag behavior, is there still a little bit of beauty in that kind of person's heart?

Qianantida Chengyu asked himself, he still had a little bit of good in his heart, so he couldn't refuse his heartfelt liking for them.

Merely...... How can you actually do it, why do you feel so scum!!

Chitanda couldn't help but roll on the bed with his head in his hands depressed.

"Ding Dong!"

An unclosed webmail suddenly sounds like a letter has been received.

It was such a coincidence that he happened to receive an email, and Qianantitian Chengyu looked at the computer again with some curiosity.

Hmm,It's actually an email from Izumi Masamune.,The content of the text is very simple.,He told Chitanda that he had finished rewriting the game text.,It's been sent as an attachment.。

Click directly to view the attachment, and the word count in the lower left corner of the document app that opened clearly tells him that the word count of the second version of Izumi Masamune has doubled again, 300,000 words.

Qianantitian Chengyu couldn't help but be a little surprised, this ...... How long has it been......

Although it's not early, Chitanda still gives priority to the new work of this guy, Izumi Masamune.

…………

It takes a long time to read the manuscript, and 300,000 words is already a long time.

At least the self-deprecation of scum or not has long been forgotten. Chitanda wanted to interrupt several times, but still took a few breaths and read the last word.

When the reading was over, it was already one o'clock in the evening, and Chitanda couldn't help but rub his tired head.

The story is interesting, and the design of the first dream surprises him...... But I always feel that there is still a fly in the ointment, and even a tiger's tail.

If he had to choose between two options, he would undoubtedly choose Kirino's work. This made him sigh a little at Kirino's talent.

Without contrast, there is no harm......

With a clear contrast, after careful taste, even Qianantitian Chengyu was a little interested.

Although it was not too early, he still replied truthfully to Izumi Masamune, and also attached Kirino's manuscript.

Izumi Masamune replied quickly, but the cold words revealed an extraordinarily firm will.

"Let me try it once. I'll send you the original manuscript soon. ”

……

"yes, okay."

Chitanda replied dumbfoundedly, a little confused......

He doesn't know if he can emerge in his other lines of writing, and he doesn't know if he has the perseverance of Izumi Masamune......

There are probably only three kinds of writers in the world who are qualified, those who are talented and work hard, those who are talented and do not work hard, and those who are not talented and work hard.

He was afraid that he was the fourth kind of work, and he had no talent. Not trying.