I am a master of light novels in Japan

"Yes..." Shiina Zhenbai took his comic book and wrote the pen name of [Aoyama Mio] with a pen. The handwriting was very beautiful. Basically, Li Yan's task was completed.

Li Yan returned his schoolbag to the junior high school girl waiting outside. As a result, of the seven works, six of them were signed. It was almost a big gain. The surname was happier than the girl from Qigu. After repeated thanks, he obeyed Li Yan suggested that he should go back to Chiba earlier.

Li Yan looked at the back of this junior high school girl. He didn't know why. He missed the only training class student, Tsurumi who was in the United States. She hasn't seen her for a while. I wonder if her rejection has been eased. ...

When he returned to the banquet, Shiina was sitting on an empty banquet waiting for Li Yan to return. His face was sleepy, and he constantly dozed off, wiping his eyes with his hands.

"..."

Li Yan saw that he was a little curious as to whether he was working overtime to draw cartoons again last night. The level of sleepiness should be that he really didn't sleep for a few hours last night.

"Ms. Uesugi...Is this the talented girl painter from England that Mr. Izumi said?"

Suddenly, the voice of Yamada Ilfu came from behind Li Yan again. She broke away from the circle of manga artist and company staff. When she looked for Li Yan again, she found that this one fits well with Izumi Masamune. Said British genius girl painter.

"Ah, you and Shii... Teacher Aoyama hasn't met, right? She is the genius Zheng Zong said. A painting can sell for tens of millions of billions." Li Yan looked at Yi Erfu Yamada , Said.

"Unbelievable... Even if I have written so many words so far, it is not as valuable as a picture she drew..."

Irf Yamada widened his eyes and whispered.

She quietly looked at the dozing girl with European ancestry like herself. After a while, she suddenly said with emotion: "Don't say that she is very beautiful. When she dozes like this, she feels like a beautiful woman from a painting. It's obviously a mixed race, but God gave her the golden color that the Europeans are the most proud of, and gave her the delicate appearance of the East, and she has a talent for painting at the level of world genius. It is really...itself is a blank, from the hand of God Of art."

"..."

Li Yan looked at Yi Erfu Yamada with some surprise. He didn't know if he was commenting on a person or a painting.

But he didn't know why. He looked at the girl who fell asleep, Yamada's words, but there was nothing that could give him room for rebuttal.

...

After questioning the staff, I learned that there is a simple room for female employees to rest, which can be temporarily loaned to the cartoonist who lacks sleep. After thanking him, Li Yan took Zhenbai to a quieter employee to rest. In the room, let her sleep well.

The staff’s rest room is very simple. There are two doorways for easy access to the front desk and the banquet venue. There is no door, only a Japanese traditional blue curtain with the company’s logo printed on it. There are two rows of sofas and a drinking fountain. It's basically the same as the lounge in the restaurant outside.

Shiina Maki slept on the sofa, while Li Yan was sitting on a seat outside the lounge to guard. As a result, he realized that he was holding the bag Shiina Maki was carrying. There seemed to be a notebook in it, as well as a paintbrush, a high-end eraser and the like. This bag seems to be really white when I go outside or when I go to his room to paint him.

"Diary, or a note?" Li Yan's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he thought nervously.

He, in fact, is almost the same as an ordinary person. Once he sees the diary of an acquaintance, his curiosity begins to haunt him inexplicably, and constantly tempts him to peek into the hearts of others. Things like diaries are simply used to spy on others. Inner exclusive...

After hesitating for a while, Li Yan finally couldn't help the temptation and took out this notebook.

"It doesn’t have to be a diary, it may just be a workbook or some notepads. If you look at it, Shiina won’t mind it. Just check it a little bit. If it’s a diary, I won’t Look, that's it..."

Li Yan looked at the rest room sneakily, and after confirming that there was no movement in Zhenbai, he turned the first page secretly with a nervous mood.

As a result, it didn't look like a diary, but it was a small album with various pictures, which seemed like a draft.

The first page seemed to be the environment of a manor, and when Li Yan opened the second page, it was a sketch of an airport.

The amazing notebook, it seems that it is not a diary recorded in words, but a sketch drawn on a page of paper, marked with a date, as if it was the date of the first day that the real white came to Japan.

As a result, the scene of the meeting with Zhenbai was also drawn. When Li Yan first entered the door, at that moment, Shiina Zhenbai remembered it and reproduced it.

Page after page, when the shrine was exploring the incident, Zhenbai perfectly took the scene of her and him walking in the mountains, and the scene of driving and chasing the headless horseman, which was also painted beautifully... …

There is no doubt that this is a diary, only a diary that Shiina Masashi can "write".

As a result, when the subject of the comic was decided that day, the black-and-white sketch was no longer realistic. In the comic, the protagonist was a female detective, and the assistant was a young man. As a result, in that gothic style. , The person wearing Sherlock Holmes costume is...

"Well, our first meeting, Uesugi-sensei!"

Suddenly, a voice disturbed Li Yan, and Li Yan suddenly recovered. He closed the diary and looked over it.

As a result, they were two young teenagers. Although they were teenagers, they were quite mature and stable in terms of dress and temperament. Standing in front was a yellow-haired teenager wearing glasses, and behind was a young man with yellow hair. A short, blue-haired boy with a gentle personality.

"Hello there……"

Li Yan looked at them with some curiosity. It seemed that they had met these two people at the banquet, but there was no dialogue and it was not clear what they were looking for.

[Beep beep!

[System recovery, enter new data...]

[Work name: "Dream Eater"

Rating: A

Suggestion: an ambitious cartoonist story, a very realistic and excellent comic work.

Suddenly, the editing system in Li Yan's consciousness rang again, and it turned out to be a character from the original illusory world.

"Hello, senior, my name is Akure Takagi. His name is the highest sincere. We are a manga group in the third grade. At the highest level, he is in charge of drawing, and I am responsible for creating stories." This young man named Akito Takagi said At that time, I was slightly nervous and introduced the two of them with a gentle smile.

"Hello, Mr. Uesugi," the highest sincere said quickly.

"Hello, may I ask, what can I do?" Li Yan asked.

"Actually... we are still newcomers in the comics industry, that... is actually like this. Your work is really amazing. After I read it, I admire it very much. This time I am fortunate enough to meet you. I am responsible for story creation. Author, before our group voted the first work to Jump magazine. Although it was successful, it was a pity... it was still a failure. This time, we have prepared the second work, and there is no bottom line in our hearts. , Since I met a ghost, Ue Shan Yan, I would like to consult your opinion. Would you like to enlighten me?"

Qiu Ren and the highest two bowed, handed a first draft to Li Yan, and asked.

"...Ghosts, ghosts?" Li Yan narrowed his eyes, caring depressedly about this name.

He still didn't know that in addition to the old thief and the master, he has another recognized nickname on the Internet, but this title of [ghost] should be regarded as a fairly high praise in the light novel industry.

He asked seriously: "Is this okay? I am also a writer. Perhaps after reading your work, I will remember the precious settings you conceived. These are your business secrets. Can I see your first draft?"

"...Yes, Uesugi-san is worried about these troubles. After all, we know that your teacher's writing character is still worthy of trust. Although... Although you occasionally delay and deceive others, you are a respectable senior in creation!"

Qiu Ren seemed to be a little nervous, and told Li Yan what should and shouldn't be said.

"Hey, Qiu Ren..." The highest man became speechless, and muttered in a low voice.

"Uh... awful." Qiu Ren closed his eyes and realized that he had said something wrong.

"A liar...Most of my reasons are legitimate reasons." Li Yan thought to himself with anguish.

He nodded, stood up, collected the first draft, and said: "Don't be so restrained, I am not very different from you in age. Since you can trust me, I will review it. By the way, I am a light novel writer. It may be different from the review standards on the comics. I can only tell you according to the suggestions in the light novel part."

Qiu Ren and Gao Gao were taken aback for a moment, and then became happy. After always saying that it was okay, Li Yan looked at their works.

"..."

Li Yan carefully looked at the more than ten pages of the manuscript, and the two juniors standing in front of him felt an inexplicable sense of anxiety and tension, which was different from the editor's mood when reading their manuscript. The young man in front of him is a professional writer. His eyes are calm but his concentration is amazing. He reads quickly, but he reads very carefully. Finally, after reading the last page, he did not have any extra thinking and returned the manuscript. The autumn man.

"How...how?" Qiu Ren asked nervously.