Chapter XXVII

"I'm tired," the timber seat came in while greeting in a somewhat old-fashioned way.

"So, let me hear what you think?"

He sat down on the chair as if he had fallen, and hugged his arms very arrogantly. His face was filled with a sense of superiority that came from nowhere. A confident expression.

Yuki glanced at him slightly, then turned his head and continued to Yui.

"Yuhihama-san, although the writing of Kikiza-san is really bad, just like a congenitally deficient deformity, or a mostly damaged machine, tinkering can't solve the problem, the best way is to throw it away and start over...... It is not an exaggeration to say that it is basically hopeless, but it can still be used as a negative teaching material to learn from it......"

Yui was like a puppy being reprimanded by her master, nodding her head and looking at the snow with an admiring expression from time to time...... But if you ask her how much she can listen to these things......

Sa~~ I guess only God knows.

"That...... I'm here myself. He waved his hand and said weakly, trying to get everyone's attention.

The crowd turned to look at him, and then they went back to their own business.

"Ahhh......h Under the snow, for novices in writing, it is very easy to be influenced by other people's articles before forming their own style, and if they are influenced by Kizuza's novels, it will become a devastating blow!" Yuji casually plucked out his ears and said super hurtful words.

"Poof~~" Timber screamed and clutched his heart, looking in pain, "That...... I say...... Isn't it getting too much, I'm here to say!"

Do you want to make them merciful? It's too naïve, these people here - a queen who shakes S + poisonous tongue, two boys who fake shake S, and a natural black minesweeper...... None of them are simple goods, if you don't cry, scream, and die...... No, they won't stop until they have the idea of changing their minds and becoming a new person from the heart. (neta: The King of Fighters' Yagami-an, it seems to be ...... I don't remember exactly)

"Allah, isn't this the same general who came to commission us like a shrimp yesterday, when did you come!" Yuji covered his mouth, looking surprised.

"That...... Please call me Timberza, or General Jianhao, thank you"

"Ah, sorry sorry...... I'm sorry that my memory isn't very good, and this name is really inconspicuous compared to that general, so I forgot to take you with me!"

No matter from that point of view, there is no element of embarrassment Ah, this, looking at Yuji with a smile on his face, Biqi Gu complained in his heart.

"S. Cryptosen...... It's not good for me to have a name as Yoshiki, and it's my fault that I'm not as good as the general, and it's really the villain's fault that I don't have a sense of existence, I'm really sorry for everyone......" The timber sat on his knees, his limbs supporting the ground, and he said with a headache and a cry.

......

"And please this fan...... Classmates share their opinions. ”

After being killed, the timber seat really became a lot more well-behaved, and his speech became much more polite.

The first to make a comment was under the snow, not only because she was a minister, but also looking at the various red and yellow labels inserted in the library book in her hand, as well as the red underlines and notes on the pages after opening the text, everyone could only retreat in shame......

"Kikiza, are you really sure you want Yukiyuki to judge your novels?" Hikiya seemed a little unbearable, and finally said surely.

"Hmm...... It's decided, my companion, this is the only way to become the world's number one light novel writer!" said in a terrific gesture with his hands folded.

Yes, after giving a short answer, Xue Xia sighed softly and made up his mind.

"It's boring. It even feels painful to read. Beyond imagination to be bored."

"Poof~~~"

A direct stab kills.

The timber seat rattled and shook the chair in an attempt to get up, and after staggering to his feet, he finally regained his momentum.

"Uh-huh. As a reference, please advise me on what places are boring."

"First of all, grammar is a mess. Why do you always use the preposition "てにをは"? Didn't you teach it in elementary school?"

"Uh, ahem...... That, that's because it's a simpler question that makes the reader feel friendly...... "The timber seat was in a cold sweat, and seemed to be searching for some reasonable explanations, but ......

"At the very least, you should at least write in Japanese, right? Also, there are a lot of misuses of those kana labels. The ability is marked by chikara.,There's no such way to read at all.。 And why does the label become BloodyNightmare?Where did Nightmare come from?"

"Poof! No. Recent superpower combat works like to do this kind of annotation, in order to be more popular, so ......"

============================= Xue is the divider ============================= in progress of the poisonous tongue

"Wow!"

The timber seat made a mournful roar with its feet facing the sky. The shoulder is still cramping. His face was facing the ceiling, and his eyes were rolling.

From the writing to the storyline, from logical thinking to the structure of the text...... Under the snow, I denied all the timber seats, and I just looked like I didn't erase the existence of the 'timber wood seat' from the root and swore not to give up, how terrible it was, this woman.

"Isn't it almost, it's a bit of a thing to criticize like this" Bi Qigu seemed to be soft-hearted, and proposed to Xuexia.

"There's a lot more I haven't talked about....... Under the snow, her expression of exhaustion couldn't help but make everyone sweat coldly, as if she noticed everyone's strange expressions, she said a little reluctantly, "Well, okay." Then it's Yubihama's turn."

It's all to this extent, you still don't let go of others, how much do you enjoy S others, Miss Under the Snow.

"Huh, I... Me?"

The timber seat immediately turned his gaze to Yubihama, who was asking questions in surprise. His eyes were filled with tears. Looking at that expression, Lianyi probably felt a little pitiful, and her eyes looked into the air, as if she was desperately searching for words of praise that were brewing.

"That's the ....... You know a lot of strange words."

"Poof......" The timber seat made an expression of vomiting blood again.

"It's a fatal blow, Yui," Yuji said.

This is a forbidden sentence for those who want to become writers. Is it better to say that it is praise than that, but to ask those who don't read light novels a lot, I often get this kind of answer. To say this is to say that the novel is "boring".

"Then, then, small business comes"

Yui stood up as if trying to run away, giving up her chair to Hikiya. After letting him sit on the front of the timber seat, he sat down diagonally behind Yuuji.

"Whew, huh. Ba, Hachiman. You can understand your words, and you understand the world I depict, the realm of light novels, right? This is a deep story that stupid people can't understand at all," Kigiza's gaze sent a message of "I believe in you".

Bikiya nodded and looked at him with a very gentle gaze.

"Well, let's say, which work are you copying?"

"Poof!! Puff...... Puff tsk"

With a very strange scream, the timber seat fell to the floor and rolled, slammed into the wall and stopped, remaining in that position and not moving. The void gaze looked at the sky, and there was a tear on his cheek. An aura that I don't care if I'm going to die.

“...... You're really leaving no room for it. Meaner than me."

"Anyway, you can also feel that your words are very mean, Miss Yukichi" Yuji complained, to which Yuji just shook his hair in a chic manner, leaving Yuji with the back of his head in response.

“...... I said, "

Yui gently tapped Hikiya's flank with her elbow. I guess I wanted him to come forward and comfort the guy who was rolling on the ground. Biqigu understood what she meant, stepped forward, patted a gray-white timber seat lying on the ground, and said in the gentlest tone of his life.

"Well, the most important thing is the illustration. Don't worry too much about the content."

This is not a comfort at all, Biqi Gu-kun, the soul of the wood seat has floated out of his mouth! I have to press it back quickly......

"Itai's turn next" Hikiya threw the pot directly to Yuuji, "I?" Yuji, who was helping to push the soul back of the wood seat, pointed to himself and asked, but as soon as he let go, his soul ran out, and Yuji quickly pressed it.

"However, there are some things I'm not good at when it comes to literature. Yuji said helplessly.

That's right, contrary to Biqi Valley, Yuuji is not very good at the subject of Chinese language, although his score may be relatively high, but the exam is only an exam after all, which does not represent how high his literary literacy is......

If you really want to be more serious, it still takes a lot of effort in the Chinese language, and at a young age, he has seen all kinds of things in the world, and has trained a pair of insightful eyes Bi Qi Gu, who is the best one in the service department Chinese although this pit said that the ideal is to become a glorious [househusband], but this is just a joke...... Literary skills, even under the snow can't be compared, as a writer, there is something lacking under the snow-

In fact, when it comes to literature, Yuji has also tried his best, but when he realizes that the time it takes to make a difference in literature will lead him to a miserable situation where he can only sleep for two or three hours a day for the rest of his life, he immediately gives it up, just keeps it at a certain level and ignores it.

After all, people's energy is limited, and Yuji is not like Leonardo da Vinci, he is an all-round genius, he is just an ordinary person with a little talent, and most of his achievements now depend on hard work. And people who are too greedy will achieve nothing after all.

"No, it doesn't matter, maybe listening to the opinions of laymen can be of special help. The timber sucked the soul into his body, struggled and shook to his feet. Don't you give up to this extent?

"Well, since you're going to insist......" Yuji said as he got up.

"I won't talk about the shortcomings and shortcomings in your works here, after all, they have almost finished telling you under the snow......"

"Lord of the Alliance!" With tears in the corners of his eyes, he looked at Yuji with emotion, if this is a game, it is estimated that he can hear a sound of increased favorability, but ...... Why do you want the favorability of the wood seat? It sounds like there is a kind of gay flavor, so at this time, you have to ignore it!

"Hawkers,I'll just say some personal opinions.,If there's anything wrong.,Welcome to correct it~~" Yuji glanced around, coughed twice, and cleared his throat.

"If literature is compared to a dish, the scenes, characters, and dialogues are the main materials, and they constitute the main body of the dish, the story...... Material selection, which is a very crucial step for writers, can affect many things such as the audience and final achievement of the work;

The association, imagination, the combination of inhibition, the combination of movement and static, the blending of scenes, and the contrast of contrast...... Familiarity with these basic techniques is very helpful for stir-frying, that is, writing, and how to skillfully and rationally use these techniques to tell an excellent story is all a writer needs to do. ”

“...... Isn't it good to say that you are not good at looking at it or something?"

Listening to Yuji say something unknown again, Yui seemed to be sleepy, and covered her mouth with her right hand and yawned. Then after seeing Yuuji's complaining gaze, he sat up like a schoolboy who was caught not listening to the lecture in class, however, he became sleepy again after a while.

Seeing Youer sighing and shaking his head, he really couldn't come up with any good way to do anything about this childhood sweetheart who was like a bad fate, so he could only let it go. On the contrary, it was the timber seat that was sarcastic and hit and rolled on the ground, but at the moment he was sitting upright and listening carefully.

"Itai-kun is true that what you're talking about is very reasonable, but the goal of Kizuza-san's pursuit is just a light novel writer, isn't it?

"This is a prejudice.,What Kizuki writes doesn't represent all light novels.,There are still many interesting and valuable works.。 Although Hikiya didn't mind Yukishita's comments on Kizuza's work, he couldn't and couldn't accept this kind of opinion, which seemed like a social prejudice.

"Like the one you were reading before?" asked under the snow, tilting his head.

"Mm-hmm, it's interesting! One of the things I recommend the most is GAGA'......"

Speaking of light novels, Biqigu became excited as if he had changed into a different person, chattering non-stop, and 'Lonely' completely transformed into another character, to speak...... I think it's called a mission.

"I'll talk about it next time," Xue Xia interrupted him directly, as if he was not interested at all, picked up the teacup on the table and began to sip slowly. As if he had been splashed with cold water, Bi Qigu, who was on the hot ground, immediately seemed to be choked, and his upper and lower lip flaps shook one by one, and finally closed his mouth and did not speak again.

Like most people in their home country, under the snow and Yui are the kind of ordinary female high school students - and the kind at the top, and it's not surprising that they look down on so-called otaku, middle school and the like. Or the upper class of society thinks so, although anime can bring them great benefits, but at the same time, it will also make the country lose a lot of labor (not working houses, gnawing old people, etc.), if it is not suppressed, then there will be not much labor in factories, enterprises and the like will cause greater losses, in the final analysis, the mainstream ideas promoted in society are just to fight for the maximum benefits of the upper class......