The next morning

Today, Jun Fujii unexpectedly didn't go for a run.

When I walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I was surprised to have two dark circles under my eyes and my eyes were blank.

Yesterday, I was devastated by the novel of the wood wood seat too badly.,I read the thing that I didn't want to read completely at the beginning.,Read 100,000 words in a row.,A whole volume.。

After all, only after reading it in its entirety can you say the most correct evaluation for yourself.

With a yawn, Jun Fujii went to Hayakawa's room.

Hayakawa got up early to cook, still wearing an apron like that, but it was a little astringent against her figure.

Is this a daily benefit?

"Eh, Run." Seeing Jun Fujii, I don't know why Hayakawa Koto exclaimed.

"What's wrong?"

"Didn't you notice?" Hayakawa Koto said as he put down the ingredients in his hand and approached Jun Fujii.

Then he put his five fingers together and compared his height horizontally.

"Xiao Yun has grown a lot taller recently, obviously he was about the same as me before, but now he is about half a head taller than me." As he spoke, he put his hand on his head and pulled it high, as if talking about how tall Jun Fujii had grown recently.

Fujii Jun was also a little surprised, after all, he paid little attention to his height in general, and after such a comparison with Hayakawa Koto, Fujii Jun realized how tall he had grown.

The increase from 4 to 7 is really large.

"I guess it's because of my recent workouts."

"Boys grow up really fast."

The morning class passed quickly, and Jun Fujii came to the ministry department.

Surprisingly, the girl did not look at the library as usual, but sat and fell asleep.

There was a faint sound of breathing under the snow, and I slept quite peacefully. Her expression was like a smile, which was completely different from her usual cold and unrevealing appearance, and the difference between the two made Jun Fujii's heart beat faster.

The gently swaying black hair, the crystal clear and delicate snow-white skin, the appropriately sized pink lips, and the calm sleeping face make me want to look at it forever.

However, Fujii Jun carefully found that there was a faint dark circle under the girl's calm eyes.

As for the culprit, it is not difficult to guess, the novel of the wood wood seat.

Quietly take out your phone.

Click!

I opened my eyes sleepily under the snow and saw that it was Jun Fujii.

The small mouth opened slightly, yawned slightly, and then stretched out like a kitten.

"It seems that Fujii bacteria are still dead." The girl's eyes gradually became dangerous.

"Hello!"

Fortunately, it was Hihama who came and successfully saved Junichi Fujii's life.

Soon Yubihama sat down and chatted with the snow, but she didn't notice the dark circles under the snow, and excitedly told her about the light novel content she picked under the snow yesterday.

After a while, he began to make black tea under the snow, and although his eyes were on the love metronome, his attention was always under the snow.

The first cup was handed to Yubihama.

The second cup was placed in front of him.

And then......

Under the snow, I walked to the table where the teapot was usually placed, and took out a paper cup from the side.

Black tea is coming!

Although Jun Fujii was very excited in his heart, he remained silent on the surface.

Waiting until the snow handed over the paper cup, Jun Fujii picked up the paper cup and drank it seemingly indifferently.

Ah, the familiar taste is back, I really want to drink this kind of black tea for the rest of my life, I'd rather quit all drinks.

Jun Fujii also bought some black tea and went back to brew it, thinking about the tea making technique under the snow to imitate, but there was no taste at all, and it didn't even get touched.

"Hahaha......" Yubihama laughed somehow.

Jun Fujii looked puzzled, "Did something happen?" ”

Yubihama still didn't stop laughing, "Xiao Run, every time he drinks the black tea brewed by Xiao Xue, he will have a happy expression on his face. ”

"Ah, is that so?"

"Yes, Xiaoxue, do you say yes?" Yubihama hugged his arm under the snow.

"Well, Fujii's disgusting expression makes me feel violated every time."

"I'm not sick when I laugh." Jun Fujii retorted helplessly.

It seems that I should learn more about expression management, and I blame the black tea for being too delicious.

"Hahahaha A demonic laugh came from outside the door.

Needless to say, the person who came claimed to be the timber seat of Ashikaga Yoshiteru.

It was another secondary two self-introduction before we got to the point.

"Well, didn't my article surprise you."

"Hahahaha, my Sword Hero General is really a genius!"

The corners of Yukishita's mouth twitched at the same time as Jun Fujii.

"Quiet." Looking at the timber seat under the snow, he sat down in peace.

There was a rather helpless expression on her lovely face, and her right hand fluttered lightly, then she put it down, and exhaled softly, as if she had made up her mind.

"Your Novel ......"

Looking at the snow in anticipation, he couldn't help but stand up.

"It's so boring that it's even painful to read, and this work is beyond imagination."

The opening was a heavy blow, and the timber seat fell directly onto the chair.

"Do you want to say more?"

Timber Iza barely steadied himself, "Please continue, I want to hear the truth." ”

"Your grammar is a mess. Why do you always use inverted sentences? Do you understand the usage of auxiliary words and auxiliary verbs? Didn't you learn it in elementary school? ”

And why is there always a strange pronunciation in your works, why is it said that "ability" is a normal word?

"Well, that, do you see that the recent urban superpower works are like this?" The timber seat tried to refute.

"It's called self-absorption, and no one but you can understand it. Do you really want people to read this work? ”

"By the way, when it comes to works, your plot development is too easy to guess, and it's not fun at all."

"Before you show off your style, please add more common sense."

"Ahh

What an exaggerated action, Jun Fujii thought silently.

"I'm still a little bit done," the snow suddenly stopped, "Forget it, you can tell you about it." ”

As if he saw hope, he stared at Yubihama.

"Me." Yubihama smiled awkwardly, "Actually, I took a look at it yesterday and felt that the language was very difficult. ”

"Ahh The white gas exhaled from the timber seat was even stronger, and it felt like it was going to die at any time.

"Then let's hear what I think."

Jun Fujii also spoke at this time.

There seemed to be a glimmer of light in the eyes of the timber seat.

"Although there are a lot of passages in the plot of the work that I don't know where to plagiarize......"

Timber Saw's eyes dimmed again.

"It's meaner than me."

He took a few steps back in surprise under the snow.

"But ......"

Jun Fujii breathed a sigh of relief, "There are a lot of flashes of good ideas in your work, such as the special abilities of the main or supporting characters. ”

"There are good and bad ones, but I think good ideas are actually very important."

"You see, in the game, a lot of simple skills can be used from beginning to end if they are done properly, and if they are lucky, they can become jokes in the mouths of players."

"And it's also an honor, and it can also convey your thoughts to others, so ...... Why don't you try changing your light novel writer goals? “

After all, his writing is terrible.

After listening to Jun Fujii's words, he immediately got up and grabbed Jun Fujii's hands enthusiastically. ”

Fujii-san...... Oh no, Gunshi Fujii, your advice really benefited me a lot, I carefully studied your words and found hope for the future of the Muromachi shogunate! ”

This is also too exaggerated.

"I've already figured it out, the next step is to try to become a game planner, and then have a relationship with a game modeler, hahahahaha!"

Then the timber seat bowed to them, "Thank you for the guidance of the temple, I will go back to complete my hegemony first, hahahaha!" ”

What the hell is a temple of service? Is this treating us as old monks hidden in the temple?