My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Good fortune!

Yukoshita figured out the situation, she looked away a little shyly, and muttered vaguely "What's so stupid" in her mouth, but when she looked at the guy who was taking the picture, she was helplessly pulled by Yui. I put a scissors hand...

………………

"The second draft of the true ending line. After the last submission, I almost completely revised the content once."

"You don't really want to write about Sa Yujia's healing ending, do you?"

The girl wore very elegant clothes. Under the white pleated skirt with flowers, she was naturally still the usual black pantyhose. She held a book with a wrinkled cover and handed it to the teenager.

The ruby ​​red eyes were shining, and under the white headband, the black long straight hair wafted a few strands in the morning breeze of the community street.

The white skin that can be broken by blowing is slightly tight, and it can be seen that the girl with calm and natural appearance is not calm at all.

"This is me... another possibility in the novel."

The young man was silent, and on the street ten meters away, the girl with short hair shoulders gently and skillfully stood there, as if waiting for them to finish.

"I know, but Xia Zhiqiu, what are you doing for me?"

"..."

"I looked at the plot, and there was nothing wrong with it except for a stomachache."

"Aha..."

The girl sighed complicatedly, but the book in her hand was still not taken back: "I hope you can choose, the first draft and the second draft, which side will be accepted? Which side will sell?"

Blinky raised his head, his expression is also quite complicated.

I don’t know how long he sighed and shook his head: "Writing is to make yourself happy. If you want to make others happy, you need to consider the reader’s emotions-to be accepted and recognized is happy, and what you write can sell. It’s also happy, but Xia Zhiqiu has a problem I think you have overlooked it for a long time."

He slowly accepted the manuscript: "In fact, when the image of the character is mature, and when the soul has been injected into the paper, the plot of the story does not need to be specially arranged by the author, because the trajectory of their life is doomed and it is not based on your will. Transfer is not based on the reader's will-character determines fate is very correct."

She took a deep breath, not knowing what to say.

"There is only one thing you can do, and that is to control the plot-unexpected and reasonable. This should be the core of the plot."

The young man stuffed the manuscript into her arms, let the back pat her shoulder, and walked towards his childhood sweetheart...

The girl lowered her head, feeling that her hands were heavy...

Who the hell asked you to say this!

"Little poem? Little poem?"

"..."

"Wake up soon! Didn't you say that you are going to dinner on Christmas night?"

This is...Miss Machida's voice?

In the vast space filled with bookshelves on the whole floor, only a few human voices and the sound of paper rubbing sounded.

The overwhelming number of bookshelves, layered layers, is full of oppression. The books on the shelves are completely different from the light novels and comics, which are simple and heavy, and very serious.

Fang Fangzheng is just like a brick, making people feel full when they see it, and can't get in at all.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu opened his wistful eyes, slowly raised his head from the table, and propped up his heavy upper body...

(Heavy here not only refers to her tiredness, but also refers to the heavy rabbits)

"Hmm..."

He yawned softly, and then a subtle and awkward coo sounded.

"very hungry……"

(Chopped pepper fish head roast duck, sweet and sour pork ribs and prawns, poached pork slices and chicken feet, meat skewers, chicken skewers, fried intestines and bean sprouts-"Tianjingsha·Hungry")

"Aha, I finally woke up..."

The editor lady of Fu Shi Chuan stared at Yuan Zi with a relaxed sigh: "Didn't you say you won't sleep until you finish reading "The Complete Works of Sima Ryotaro"?"

"...I'm just talking about it, right?"

"Don't make that terrible joke!"

Ms. Machida helplessly raised her forehead: "You called Kato-classmate and wasted here in the afternoon. I'm okay. After all, it's your editor. They are your friends..."

Xiao Shi lay on the table lazily: "Friend..."

"Don't hurt your friends."

Kasumigaoka narrowed his eyes sleepily, "Where is Xiaohui?"

"I just went out to relax, and said that if you still want to read here, she can take care of the food, Kato-san is so gentle."

Ruby's eyes rolled over and looked at the watch on the wall: "It's all this time... The bookstore hasn't closed yet?"

"This is a bookstore. It's a store that sells books and not for people to read books. It's unlucky to meet customers like you."

This is the Junkudo Bookstore in Ikebukuro, Tokyo. Heisi-senpai didn't buy half of the book here. She swaggered and sat down in the literature and art area on the third floor. The reading lasted three hours.

Then I slept till now...

(I said that they came here to collect the style, adopt the gay style, believe it or not)

Ms. Machida has no complaints. She rubbed her eyes and closed the manuscript: "Thank you, Xiaoshi, the content of this volume is great!"

"Ah, I'm sorry it took so long to submit this time."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! I have persuaded the editor-in-chief to make up for it by publishing two or three volumes in a row within two months..."

"... Then you will be scolded to death by readers? You are not serious, are you?"

"stare……"

Xia Zhiqiu resolutely folded his hands together and admitted: "I won't do it again, please forgive me."

Ms. Machida sighed and warned her in the voice of someone who came over: "Well, Xiaoshi, you are still young, don't delay too much youth on men."

The black, long and straight beautiful girl smiled: "...There are too many words in this passage, I don't know where to complain."

She stood up and moved her body: "By the way, Miss Machida, I have a question to ask."

"what?"