The depressing writer of the anime series, Xue No cried and begged for a break

But the next moment.

He looked at the first place Yamada Fairy's new work "Fairy Ring" and remembered the content.

I felt relieved immediately.

"It's okay, everyone has to die!"

"..."

PS: That’s all for today. Good night, brothers. See you tomorrow.

The flowers almost broke 2000. I am an obsessive-compulsive writer. I beg you to give me some flowers ORZ...

Chapter 22: The past with Kasumi Shiko was not about speed, but about Shuo!

at this time.

In a beautiful, spotless room.

Kasumigaoka Utaha finished taking a bath.

She was wearing pajamas with a large neckline, which was a bit loose, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white shoulders. You could vaguely see the bulging white area.

She didn't care.

Looking at the second-ranked "Four Lies" on the laptop, and then glancing at the daily edition of the electric shock magazine in his hand, he pondered for a long time before smiling and saying, "Shuo Jun, this is going to be a big hit."

The Burning Ikaros, also known as Saku Takagawa.

Thanks to the favor of the God of Destiny.

She met him one afternoon two years ago when she was at the lowest point in her life.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's sight began to change——

At first.

As a girl who has never lost the top spot in the school and has shown extraordinary talent in the field of literature since childhood, she was a proud girl who had already written scripts for the drama club in elementary and junior high school.

She has always believed that she has literary talent.

So, after graduating from junior high school.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, he went to Shinchosha to submit his carefully crafted literary work!

Just as she began to fantasize.

Once the novel was published, it immediately caused a sensation and shocked the readers and literary circles.

Just a glance!

The editor of Shinchosha threw the manuscript aside with disdain, and brought Kasumigaoka Utaha back to reality: "This is a completely childish work of mortals. What do you think we are? We are Shinchosha!"

Then, the editor's ruthless words destroyed her work completely.

"Security, don't let any random cats or dogs in anymore!"

The students who came to watch the show gathered at the door, making a lot of noise.

"Hey, Kasumigaoka was rejected by Shinchosha and was severely criticized by the editor!"

"Is that so? She can't do that either. But that's true. It's a new trend..."

Seeing Kasumigaoka Utaha coming out, some people also laughed and comforted her:

"Don't worry about it. After all, it's trendy. Half of Japan's modern and contemporary famous writers have passed through this door frame. Even if you can't pass it, you can continue to thank the club for the drama..."

Some people also secretly mocked:

"Tsk tsk, you wrote two good scripts for the drama club. You really think you are a literary talent. You even dare to submit your work to the New Trend Club..."

The girl walked towards the gate of Shinchosha holding the manuscript, and she could not hear anything.

To her, the moment was as silent as death.

The wind today is so noisy that the bitterness keeps rushing to my head.

After leaving Xinchao, she held her manuscript in her arms.

I sat alone by the river for an entire afternoon.

I was in a daze, not thinking about anything.

Until the noisy wind blew away her manuscript, and a few pages fell into the river.

She stretched out her hands toward the river.

I feel so powerless in my heart.

This is not the first time I have failed today.

Maybe you should get used to it!

But as she watched the manuscript paper floating down the river, the girl couldn't help but shed tears.

But just in time!

It was as if a ray of light shone from the sky, like lightning breaking through dark clouds.

A boy about her age appeared.

He took one look at the girl!

With a determined look, he took off his school uniform jacket neatly!

Suddenly he dived into the river!

With great effort, he helped the girl pick up the manuscript papers one by one along the water flow.

Also very careful not to break it.

"Seeing you've been holding it all day, I thought it must be a very precious thing..."

It was obviously criticized by the trendy editors as worthless shit!

That boy, Gao Chuanshuo, just for such a simple reason.

He resolutely jumped into the river.

"Ah, I'm saved..."

this moment.

She actually felt that the young man in front of her, who was holding the manuscript like a drowned rat, was so brilliant that he overwhelmed everyone else.

Dazzling, so dazzling!

Is he really not here to show off?

The girl stared blankly at the boy's figure, her heart beating silently.

"..."

The rest of the story is also very simple.

After introducing each other!

The young man named Takagawa Saku sat next to her and read the work he had personally rescued.

"Looking at the title, I thought it was a sad literary work, but it's actually not sad at all. It's a very interesting story. It's very interesting."

The boy looked at her, smiling.

"Your work is well written, but the plot is more suitable for light novels. Would you like to try writing a light novel with me?"

The girl narrowed her eyes and smiled. Her answer was also very simple.

"sure!"

"The story begins with the literary girl by the river and the boy who dives into the river..."

"..."

Thinking of the past, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but laugh.

Although she knew before that if Gao Chuanshuo wrote novels seriously, he would definitely write better than herself, she didn't expect that he would achieve results so soon.

If I meet Shuojun again next time, how should I greet him?

The story of Icarus comes to mind.

I believe that the Shuo Giant will not change.

The girl took out her phone and sent a message: "Congratulations, Speedy-kun, you're ranked second. Do you want to go to the library together this weekend? I need to look up some information."

Ding Dong! Soon, the other party replied to the message.

"It's not Speed, it's Shuo!"

(In Japanese, the pronunciations of 'Shuo' and 'Jisu' are very similar.)

"..."

Chapter 23: Achieve system achievements and obtain the animation script "Plastic Memory"!

at the same time.

Gao Chuanshuo's room.

After just coming back from closing the stall and briefly shopping with Mizuki at a nearby supermarket, Takagawa Saku, who had just finished taking a shower, with a towel on his head, reached out his hand to reply to Kasumigaoka Utaha's message.

Because it was too late today, I just went shopping in the supermarket.

Mizuki was not satisfied, so he agreed to take his younger sister Ye Yue to visit Shinjuku on the weekend.

After thinking about it, there are two days in the weekend.

That's not a problem.

This is a good opportunity to ask about the super VIP recommendation. After all, Kasumigaoka Utaha has been ranked first in the school for two and a half years in a row.

She should have some knowledge about this.

Decided later.

He asked for specific information about the library's location.

I don’t know if Kasumigaoka Utaha was staring at the phone page, but she replied immediately!

Gao Chuanshuo took a look!

At the municipal library near Fengzhiqi Private Academy.

Okay!

It wasn’t very far, Gao Chuanshuo said goodbye and put down his phone.

At this moment.

But at this moment, a pleasant and crisp reminder sound suddenly rang in my ears:

"Congratulations to the host. All things are difficult at the beginning. Achievement achieved: total depression value exceeds 1,000!"

"Reward for depression value exceeding 1,000: a gold-level treasure chest!"

Has the depression value exceeded 1,000?

Gao Chuanshuo's heart moved and he looked up at the situation on the system panel.

[The sadness touched by Fujii Yuuna, depression value +50]

[The sadness touched by Kagurazaka Ayame, depression value +50]

[Touched by Gokogen Ruri, depression value +50]

【…】

[Depression value: 1058]

Compared to before, it has more than doubled and directly exceeded one thousand, which is obviously brought by "Four Lies".

Although there is no ending yet.

Apparently, the plot about the mother touched some sensitive people.