Hearing Song Lingyun's voice, Xia Yan was stunned at first, and then.... He returned to his usual composure and smiled at her.

"Song, Song Lingyun? Yo, long time no see..... You say hello to me... Is there something going on? ”

Seeing Xia Yan's indifferent expression and words, Song Lingyun was inexplicable and felt a little angry.

After all, Xia Yan was in Song Lingyun's heart, a competitive target that had tormented her for almost three months.

At school, at home, in the evenings, in her studies, she thinks ....

What is Xia Yan's next work, in what direction will he be created, and what will be the quality of his new work?

Higher than the youth journey?

Or is it lower than the youth journey?

She hadn't seen Xia Yan for a month, but the name Xia Yan came to her mind every day I don't know how many times.

She also thought that she and Xia Yan had met dozens of times in Tang Yin's house, and the game battles had been played hundreds of times, just like through this period of getting along, she and Tang Yin became friends.

is also through this period of time to get along, how can I say that she and Xia Yan are half friends....

Although there is a strong competition between them, it is.

But who knows, two people are in a school, not more than a school building apart, and the distance between the two classes can be walked a little faster, and they can be walked in three minutes.

Xia Yan didn't look for her once for a whole month, and talked about the topic of novel creation.

Today, she is still here pretending to meet by chance and taking the initiative to find Xia Yan to prepare to say something, he has this attitude?

himself, treat him as a competitor.

But it seems that he doesn't have that kind of thought.

"Can't I say hello to you if there's nothing to do?" Song Lingyun's voice was cold, but there seemed to be a hint of resentment.

Xia Yan said with a smile.

"Of course... OK. ”

Xia Yan walked along the street, and Song Lingyun also followed his footsteps, advancing side by side at a distance of one meter from him.

"How's your game going?" Xia Yan suddenly spoke.

The sunset was orange, and on the road in the evening breeze, Song Lingyun's soft hair fluttered slightly on the side of her shoulders, and her fair side face was also crossed by the eyes with a layer of gold edges.

"Not so.." Song Lingyun's expression froze when he heard this.

To be honest, she is not very interested in the game, but she is very interested in defeating Xia Yan in the game. Iron Soul is a two-player battle game with fewer opponents.... That attraction to Song Lingyun was far less interesting than a set of math papers.

"Oh, that's it! If you want to improve the strength of the game, you can't fish for three days and dry the net for two days, you have to save yourself three times a day, keep improving, pursue the limit, and not have the slightest relaxation. Otherwise, it will be difficult to achieve success if you always give up halfway through doing things..."

Xia Yan had a wave of exhortation talks about Song Lingyun, the game apprentice he brought out single-handedly, and treated the game casually without the spur of his own real person.

"....." Song Lingyun, she felt as if there was a fire rising in her heart.

Growing up, no one would say these things to her like criticizing a bad student.

"Listen to you, after the end of your youth journey, have you been playing games?" Song Lingyun asked suddenly, because Xia Yan's words reminded her of an Internet addicted teenager.

"Well, let's play once in a while."

Song Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, but fortunately, Xia Yan was sensible and knew that novel creation was the right way, and she didn't waste too much time on fun.

"Do you spend the rest of your time writing new novels?"

"It's not... When I'm not playing games, I mostly watch anime, sometimes I watch movies, watch short videos, watch other people fishing, cutting trees, cooking, playing water or something. Xia Yan sighed.

"During the serialization of the youth journey, I had to write chapters every night, and after it was over, it was really relaxing."

Song Lingyun stood still... The calm expression finally changed, and there was some emotion in the tone.

"And what about your new novel?"

"New novel....." Xia Yan said when he heard this.

"Last week, it took a week, and it was almost written, the first three chapters of the plot."

Unheard of the animation of the flower name, Xia Yan saw the first three episodes from Yuan Qing's memory, and the novel manuscript was submitted to participate in the serial meeting, and only the first three chapters of the plot were needed....

So after confirming that the new work is an unheard flower name, Xia Yan also worked overtime on weekends to directly novelize the first three episodes of the original animation.

Spent... A week....?

When Song Lingyun heard this, he felt a breath in his chest blocked.

"I mean, your new novel, from conception to writing, the plot of three chapters... Did it only take a week? ”

"It's almost ....." Xia Yan replied casually, after all, it was just an adaptation of the original work into a novel version, without the pain of Kavin, and the creation speed must be fast.

But Xia Yan reacted immediately.

The other party is also a light novel writer like him, and he also has experience in creating novels, and he is not a novice in the industry.

If Xia Yan doesn't want others to notice that he is too strange, don't tell the truth about everything.

"Also... Not really.... Haha, I've been thinking about it for a long time, it's just that it took me a week to write out the plot I conceived. ”

Xia Yan's tone was a little weak.

And this weakness of heart was captured by Song Lingyun, and Song Lingyun's eyes widened.

Is he really?

With such an attitude towards your new novel?

Song Lingyun thought of himself for more than a month, deserted in a daze during class time to conceive the plot, went back at night to frantically learn the knowledge of novel creation, conceived the world view of the new work, wrote the outline of the novel, set it, and deceived his parents by pretending to sleep at twelve o'clock every night, and then hit a flashlight in the quilt to study the creative direction of the new work.

There are more than 100,000 words of scrapped novel manuscripts, and the plot of the novel that has been killed in my mind has more content, and I have even been sleep deprived and need to rest and catch up on sleep during school hours.....

And Xia Yan....

What are you doing?

"Xia Yan, you are like this.... It is very likely that the new work will be surpassed by me. ”

Song Lingyun was really a little angry in her heart, and said word by word.

But she didn't see any strange emotions in Xia Yan's eyes.

It's like.... Don't care about the same.

Xia Yan indeed, he has never regarded Song Lingyun as any opponent, just two authors of novels serialized in the same journal, people, how can there be so many opponents! That must not be exhausted.

Xia Yan's mentality towards her, Song Lingyun felt it for the first time at this moment!

But what she wants to defeat is not Xia Yan with such a casual attitude.

It must have been after he racked his brains and worked hard to create his most powerful work at this stage. Xia Yan was still defeated by her in the contest with her with this work, which is called victory in the true sense.

Otherwise... What's the point of beating a work like Xia Yan's work created in a week?

But on the other side ....

Xia Yan didn't think that any work in the parallel world could be killed indiscriminately if it was put in the Dragon Kingdom.

His joy as a light novel writer is to spread more works from parallel worlds to this world.

Grades, income, and reputation are definitely very important, and if you can fight for it, Xia Yan will never be bad.

But he can also face up to reality, and he won't get mad about his mentality for these things.

Although the unheard name is inferred from the existing information, there may be a breaking point in the plot later, but how big the breaking point is, Xia Yan is not clear, whether the work will be unadaptable, Xia Yan is not clear.

Unheard of the name of the flower lost to Song Lingyun's new work, this is indeed a possibility.

After thinking carefully about Song Lingyun's words, Xia Yan nodded seriously.

"Hmm.... For most people, failure is a part of life. My words, perhaps, are no exception.... If you lose, then you lose. ”

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