I am a master of light novels in Japan

It seems that there is an unstoppable force that is implicating him. Suddenly, Eiri, who suddenly fell ill, cursed Spencer’s ugly daughter, Sayuri Sawamura, who met in the dark rainy night, struck again and again in Eiri’s sad voice. Li Yan's heart.

The cursed incident is not a trifle. After all, he has verified that there are really cursed miracles in this world that can take people’s lives at any time...

There are too many uncertain factors around Ying Lili, but he suddenly feels that he is so powerless.

"Don't worry, you have a good rest and don't think about it."

Li Yan closed his eyes and persuaded meaningfully.

After coughing a few times, Ying Lili showed a bitter smile and said, "Yeah... I'm sorry, I complained so much to you... Just listen to your voice, and feel relieved. After all, I don't have nothing. It’s some luck to have you fool as my partner and friend, hehe... I always think it’s inconvenient for you to talk now, so I just hang up and I don’t need to call. I need to rest."

"...See you later, Ying Lili."

Li Yan was silent for a while and said.

The call ended for a short time, and it seemed as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Li Yan was still bothered by the recent incident. He quietly pondered whether to really ask Ying Lili about the details of her family. But this way Maybe it will not only startle the snake, but even make Yinglili more passive and sad. He has no evidence to prove whether Sayuri Sawamura is involved in it...

"Ahem, ahem!"

Suddenly, Hagiura Bell next to Li Yan coughed violently. Li Yan recovered, but suddenly realized that there was already a physics professor who had interviewed him last time, staring at him with an annoyed expression. The students from the same department around him They all looked at him with different expressions.

"Stupid..."

Hagiura frowned and scolded in a low voice.

"..."

Li Yan was sweating profusely, because the Department of Physics, as one of the best departments of the University of Tokyo, was sitting directly among the principals. As a result, the opening ceremony started for a few minutes, but Li Yan didn’t notice it. As a result, he was secretly calling. Time and time again, I was captured by the camera in the live broadcast of the auditorium hall.

Li Yan was silent for a while with a blue face, coughed a few times, and whispered to the instructor: "Sorry, there is an urgent matter."

At the ceremony on the first day of school, among decades of records, Li Yan became a high-achieving student who was punished and ransacked ten times in school discipline on the first day of the University of Tokyo. It must be said that most of the hundreds of physics students Remember this arrogant international student who set a bad record and ranked second in admissions.It seems that the long-cherished wish made on the first day was once again clouded.

...

On a drizzly rainy day, the school opening ceremony ended in an orderly manner.

With a frustrated face, Li Yan followed Hagi Village Bell out of the auditorium. After he restarted the phone, the phone rang suddenly.

Li Yan opened the line's message in silence, but the content of the message was unexpected.

——[Kagurazaka Ayame: Let’s take a break tomorrow. I will introduce you to an illustrator to discuss the issue of new book illustrations.

Chapter 118: The Unparalleled Talented Girl

Wearing a mask and hat, Li Yan, who seemed to be like a suspicious person, once again came to Sanhe Library Company, and followed Kagurazaka Iris, who had been waiting for a long time, to the conference room.

At the university entrance ceremony, because of a line’s text message notification, he was named by an excellent painter to be his illustrator. Kagurazaka Ayame and several other editors actually spent more than a minute. The illegal harassment of a short message forced Li Yan to come and meet this mysterious illustrator, making him a little curious about who this legendary illustrator is.

"That, Ms. Kagurazaka, what kind of illustrator is she, so powerful, able to use the urging power of the entire company, I have never enjoyed the treatment urged by more than a dozen editors..."

Li Yan looked at Kagurazaka Ayame who was leading the way in front of him, and asked displeasedly.

At that time, Li Yan felt like being urged by a group of people to pick up customers in the Cowherd's shop. There was a feeling of unwillingness and helplessness.

"Sorry, sorry, after all, the old thief is hated by everyone. Sooner or later, I am urged to submit the manuscript. It is just a trial version. Just kidding, in fact, this time even the boss asks you to keep this one. Talent, I think so too, otherwise I won't harass you on the day you start school."

Kagurazaka Ayame said to him with a smile.

Even Kagurazaka Ayame admitted that this was a kind of harassment, but Li Yan was a little surprised, thinking that habitual offenders who were accustomed to harassing others had no such self-consciousness.

"Ahem, I'll make it clear. How is the value of this illustrator calculated? A painting that I might draw seems to be able to add the copyright of your light novel and the next light novel by the way. Buy it all at your own price, and the value of the two paintings may become the largest shareholder of Sanhe Library."

Kagurazaka Ayame thought about it carefully, and calculated the value of that illustrator with Li Yan, and said.

"……Eh?!"

Li Yan didn't react immediately, staring at Kagurazaka Ayame with wide eyes. He always felt that in his science thinking, if the value concept of a painting was calculated with a formula, it took him more than a year to complete the work. "Super Academy War", and the next novel, the last plus sign adds the cheap self, which equals the graffiti that the other party spent several hours completing...

"Wait a minute, is it that exaggeration? Regardless of the editor, why can you figure out the value of my life? My copy of "Super Academy War" is worth tens of millions of yen at least. If the other party's painting is It can be worth so much money, why should I be appointed as my new book illustrator? What's more, my new book illustrator should still work with Kashiwagi..."

Li Yan looked disbelief, squinted his eyes and put forward his own point of view. He did not believe that such a thing would happen.

"I didn't believe it at first, but I deliberately checked the auction price of that artist's paintings, and I had to believe it. It was calculated in euros. Obviously, the euro has an endless number of zeros. I guess she The value of these three paintings, I can’t make a lifetime of work. This is a sufficient blow to me, Master Uesugi..."

Kagurazaka Ayame, who had been working hard, covered his forehead in annoyance and whispered.

"...Is the source of the information reliable?" Li Yan looked at her in astonishment and asked.

Kagurazaka Ayame smiled and said, "It's 100% accurate, so the old thief... No, Master Uesugi, you will become more prosperous in the future, and our company will become more prosperous in the future, please do everything."

Li Yan was taken aback for a moment. Suddenly, he saw that all the staff were looking at him with attention. It seemed that he was already the savior of Sanhe Library at this moment, making his originally relaxed shoulders a little heavy to be lifted. Now, there is cold sweat behind his back.

However, he suddenly remembered what Ying Riri said to him in the morning.

——[Just listen to your voice and feel a lot more at ease. After all, I am not nothing. I am lucky to have you as my partner and friend...]

His illustrator is only Sawamura Hideri, and he always thinks so.Although he didn't interfere so rigidly with his work, he always felt that now he could understand his character deeply, that is, the ergonomic painter whose pen name is Eiri Kashiwagi.

He doesn't quite understand, is there really an illustrator's painting in this world, so valuable?

"Ok?!"

While Li Yan was thinking, suddenly, at the door of the meeting room that seemed to be the end point, a group of editors and senior managers were waiting quietly on both sides of the wooden door. Almost all Sanhe Library The management elites all came out of the nest, looking at him with serious faces, like a meeting of high-level underworld leaders.

"Ms. Uesugi!"

"We must communicate clearly."

"We Sanhe finally ushered in a world-class painter."

"Next, I beg you, teacher."

Li Yan stood around them blankly, being reminded by them in a low voice and respectfully, tidying up his clothes with ease. At this time, he seemed to be the oiran described in the Heian period in the drama, everything is here. "World War I" is generally, carrying the fate of the entire Rouge Workshop.

"Wait a minute, I see, don't let me take on some weird roles." Li Yan hurriedly struggled and replied in a low voice.

As a result, with heavy psychological pressure, Li Yan stretched out his hand and carefully held the doorknob. He didn't even know the information of the painter who was worth tens of millions of paintings casually. He just felt that this was an unattainable master...No , A more appropriate name should be the big brother.

As a result, the doorknob was twisted gently, as if the surrounding air had solidified, Li Yan with cold sweat on his forehead, opened the door little by little, raised his head and looked in.

A refreshing breeze was blowing towards the face with the fragrance of a girl.

A girl with long blonde hair stood quietly with her back to the door. After hearing the sound of opening the door, she looked back curiously. Her calm eyes were as clear as the surface of the water, and her long golden hair was light with the wind. Swaying lightly, the white warm coat shook with a grin, a beautiful girl like Angel, standing quietly at the end of the empty conference room, leaning against the window and looking at Li Yan.

"..."

Li Yan stared at the blond girl blankly. He seemed to be a bit stuck in his thinking. After a little thought, he opened the wrong door as expected and planned to close the door first.