Although he said that he would work hard, his thoughts did not fall from the sky after all. Composition, description, both of which must be taken into account, and the first book is decisive no matter how it is said.

Looking at the blank space on the screen, the thoughts in my brain seemed to freeze, and there were no thoughts.

The boy turned his head and looked at the crowd opposite.

"Hey, just go back to the garbage heap and stay in the garbage heap, it's an eyesore."

The young man's contemptuous eyes still angered the other party after all.

"Kill him!"

The corners of the boy's mouth went up.

"You're going to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, it began to freeze at the young man's feet, and before long, the front of the young man turned completely white, but the back of him was not affected in the slightest."

In the end, it stays here, and the rest of the story can't develop.

It wasn't until the computer screen turned black and I saw myself frowning in front of the screen that I reacted slightly.

What happens when you are saved...... I haven't experienced it, how can I develop better next......

Just as I was distraught, the doorbell rang again.

"Ahh

Yingluo stood in front of the door, looking at me with a grin.

"Senior! Here I go again! ”

I'll get out of the way a little and let Yingluo come in first.

"Let's sit down first, I'm still working."

"Hey, is the deadline coming?"

"Your deadline is almost up!"

"I'm in a nearby hotel to catch up with the manuscript, it won't affect it."

"Can I take a look first!" Yingluo looked at the small amount of text on the computer and shouted.

"Yes, of course it's best to have the next suggestions."

Yingluo looked at this new story, and Sakura Bai also came up. After a while, Yingluo suddenly quieted down, maybe it was the first time I had seen her so quiet after knowing her for so long.

At the end, Yingluo's tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, indeed with a smile.

"Huh? Yingluo, don't cry. ”

"Next, you can let this girl follow this boy all the time, and then learn magic from the boy."

"Huh? Why. Isn't it good to protect this teenage girl? ”

"Because you didn't." Yingluo wiped away her tears and looked at me with a smile.

"Huh?"

"My predecessors have given me a lot of inspiration today, so I'll go back and write a manuscript too, and I'll see you tomorrow!"

Yingluo bounced away again, and I stood there with confusion, watching the door slowly close.

"Maybe that's better." Sakuraba, who hasn't commented on anything, spoke.

"Why?"

"Because she felt it."

Maybe so......

"The boy took the girl in his arms and slowly walked out of this white hell, and when he walked out of the prison gate, the dazzling sunlight sprinkled down.

"From today onwards, you belong to me."

"I believe in you!" The girl replied.

……」

Writing and writing, suddenly there is a constant inspiration. At night, I finally finished writing a new story. At least it feels like it's supposed to be a story that can be sold.

I hurriedly called Miss Wenyu, and soon Miss Wenyu picked up.

"I'm done writing my new work! Can you send it now! ”

"You're really in a hurry, hurry up and send it, and I'll go over and proofread it tomorrow morning."

"Good!"

"By the way, I showed the original manuscript to Miss Sakuraba, and please let her start drawing illustrations."

After hanging up the phone, after sending the original manuscript, I brought it to Sakurabai.

"After reading this story, can you work with me again?"

"Okay."

Sakurabai, who has entered a serious state, doesn't care about anything, just looks at the work in front of him and immerses himself in it.

Sakura's illustrations are always perfect, and my text is still a lot worse. It seems that if you don't improve your writing, it's going to be even worse.