I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

Progress that has changed

"...Well..."

Now, of course, I am thinking carefully about the plot.

Even as I was thinking about it, I was still savoring the taste of my lunch. How should I put it, the freshness was truly surprising. If this were in an anime, I might do something indecent.

Well... coming back to the point, dishes made with unusual ingredients will of course taste different from the usual ones.

Well, it feels like the difference between a mainstream plot and a deviant one. After being so used to seeing stories that are primarily about friendship and passion, it's refreshing to see a self-centered, selfish male protagonist.

So, looking back at the story I had in mind...I always feel that it's not very good.

Based on my previous thoughts, the characters I envisioned do have some conflicting personalities. If they could establish a connection, it would be truly surprising... To use my own experience as an analogy, it would be like eating seafood cake. While the flavor is a bit subtle, I'm sure some people will enjoy it, but the audience is naturally not very broad.

"That is to say..."

If you want to be accepted, you have to choose a subject that is suitable for the general public, and then highlight your own unique ingenuity in a main theme that is close to clichés... If you want to win, this is naturally the most suitable method for us.

Hmm... I didn't think about it carefully before, so I think I missed some key points. But now that my thoughts are clear, I have roughly thought of the plot to win.

However, if it were actually implemented...

"I want to overturn the previous plot."

Yes, that's right. In other words, all the content Ye Hui had drawn before would have to be discarded... Keep the main character settings, and completely change the direction of the story.

"Ah...Ah? Ah~Ah? Ah!"

When I expressed my thoughts seriously, Ye Hui's reaction was as if he couldn't process the excessive information and he showed an expression of confusion.

I have to say, the consecutive exclamations really clearly revealed the fluctuations in his emotions.

"Why...why? I obviously really like the general idea you proposed...and you worked so hard on it..." Her eyes turned to her own sketch, "and...and I worked so hard on it..."

It seems she doesn't quite agree with this. Well, after all, she didn't care when I wasn't helping, and now she's abandoning the work she's already done. It's a bit too much... But... if I don't do this, I feel like my competitiveness will be affected...

"Well, I think it's best to change the story. I don't have any concrete evidence, but can you please trust my judgment for now..."

I tried to persuade further.

"...I...of course I trust your judgment, Sheji."

Having said that, I could still sense...the worry and hesitation in Ye Hui's words.

"But...this decision is really a bit abrupt."

"Ah, there's nothing we can do about it." Saying something like that out of nowhere would naturally lead to this kind of outcome, so in order to allow Ye Hui to make a better judgment...

"Well, make your decision after reading the story I wrote."

I suggested this.

"...well?"

"That is, I will write the story with all my heart." I thought for a moment and then explained, "That is, it's not just the story I just mentioned that needs to be revised, but also the story I originally planned to write. After comparing the two, it will be easy to make a decision."

"Well... that's what I said... but can I really write it well?"

"Of course, don't underestimate me. Don't look at me like this, I'm actually a little... um..." "A little-known novelist" The words almost came out of my mouth, but fortunately I realized it and shut my mouth in time.

It was a close call, I was almost exposed.

"Hmm? Sheji, what did you just say?"

However, this abrupt turn of events would certainly arouse suspicion. Ye Hui then asked about the previous topic with considerable doubt.

"I was... I was called a child prodigy when I was little, so just leave tasks like this to me."

Well, there's nothing wrong with this explanation.

"If that's the case, then I can only look forward to it." Ye Hui's frown gradually relaxed and he began to smile, "Then I'll try to believe you."

"Oh, thank you so much... Well without further ado..." I said and stood up.

"Ah? Hmm? Wait, Sheji, are you going...out?"

"Yes, to be precise, it is to figure out some necessary things."

"...Um, that means...I can go home now, right?"

"Well, it's on my way, I can take you home."

“…Mmmmm…”

"What's wrong?" It seemed like Ye Hui was hesitant to speak...

"No, it's nothing."

After she finished speaking, she left my room. The atmosphere felt a little awkward.

...So you're really angry because I'm trying to overturn the story?

The second chapter has changed the progress

"Derived from life...but higher than life?"

He savored the words that had come to mind, then, under the blazing sun, he opened the drink he had taken from the vending machine. After opening it with familiarity, all he had to do was drink without restraint, letting the warmth of the liquid surge through his esophagus and stomach, bringing a slight chill to his body bathed in the light.

"...Ha...hiccup~"

It's just a drop in the bucket...but it's good enough for me to be able to relieve the heat a little.

"That guy's house is really... not close."

I put the unfinished bottle on the cup holder embedded in the frame and started looking for my destination.

They say human memory is a volatile thing, and we naturally forget many things. Indeed, if I were to recall my experience learning to ride a bicycle, I'd probably only recall the pain of falling and the struggles of not being able to master it... Yet, after almost a year without touching the bike, I could still ride it smoothly on the street after inflating the flat tire and giving it a good wipe.

...Maybe this is what's called a skill... But I can't really say if writing counts as a skill. Compared to the freewheeling nature of riding, writing requires a lot of reference... While there's freedom, there are still certain limitations.

And the things I need to refer to... are not just characters. Some specific settings must be closely related to the amount of knowledge... If I want to design a cooking theme, then I must have a certain degree of understanding of the relevant knowledge of cooking. If I don’t understand it and just write randomly, then of course I will be criticized.

"Based on the message, this should be it..."

The reason why I was traveling in this weather was, of course, to fulfill the promise I made to Yehui.

So, now I am standing at the doorstep of that guy's house...well, the guy in front of me in the classroom, his last name is Liu Yan, I don't know if I can call him a friend.

"...Well..."

I stood at the door and reached out to knock, but hesitated.

Because after I left the house, I sent a message saying that I was going to look for him, and he told me the address without saying anything, and also said "there will be a surprise when you get there"... But based on past experience, I don't think I can trust him at all.

"never mind."

In order to fulfill the agreement with Ye Hui, I have to find out the specific details no matter what.

"Boom!"

The moment I knocked on the door, I suddenly heard a loud noise. But it was definitely not the sound of knocking on the door... To me, it sounded more like...

Then, the sound began to repeat rhythmically. Then, along with the melody, the high notes of the guitar and the low notes of the bass complemented each other, and the whole thing sounded like a band...

"Hey... no way..."

I have a feeling... the surprise Liu Yan mentioned might actually be...

. . . . . . . . . .

"...Anyway, it still feels a bit messy."

Although it is far away from the downtown area and there are indeed many vacant rooms...it is a bit too exaggerated to be able to gather the entire music club here.

"Don't worry, don't worry~"

I have the impression that Mo Xiaozhi, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is still as cheerful as ever... Well, maybe I just don't think too much.

"I didn't expect Sheji to come here... It seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time?" Mo Xiaozhi, who was interested in everything, naturally kept talking to me.

"Oh...how did you get this drum set..."

But my attention was completely attracted by the drum set next to it, and I was really curious about how they got it.

"Don't ignore me!"

"Oh, sorry." I apologized quickly after realizing it.

"...Hmm... Never mind." After pouting slightly to express his dissatisfaction, his cheerful expression returned to his face again. "Speaking of which, Sheji, what are you doing here this time?"

"...Well..."

"Would you like some drinks?" Liu Yan suddenly brought over several glasses of drinks and distributed them to us.

"Thank you..."

I feel that the atmosphere here is very good, and the song just played is really good, a big improvement compared to the performances I heard before.

"Well, go on, what is the purpose of your coming here?"

I'm really interested in her...why? Is it her personality, or something else? It doesn't matter.

"It's not a big deal," I said after taking a sip of my drink. "I just wanted to ask about...the specific composition of the band, and things to keep in mind when playing."

"Oh...Oh! In other words, Sheji, you want to join our club?!" Mo Xiaozhi's spirits suddenly perked up, and he couldn't help but put his face towards me.

Because he has longer hair than the average boy and a delicate face like a girl, plus the blush on his face due to the intense exercise after the performance and the breath produced by adjusting the breathing frequency when speaking...it always feels a bit weird.

"Um... no..."

I'm not a girl...but why are my cheeks so hot? Logically, I shouldn't feel shy. Yeah, I must be too tired...it's all because of the weather.

"Eh~? Why is that?"

"Well...it's a bit difficult to explain. To put it simply, it's to provide materials for creation." I thought about it and explained.

"Hmm...I don't quite understand."

"that's true..."

I smiled bitterly.

"But, I've always believed in this..." He suddenly stood up from his seat and said to me in a rather imposing manner, "Seeing is believing. If you're looking for answers here, why not look for them in our actual performance?"

"...oh oh."

It suddenly caught fire.

"But now we need to rest for a while."

"..."

How should I put it...it's really hard work.

The gradually approaching distance

"Will this disturb the neighbors?"

While enjoying the performance, I couldn't help but ask myself: after all, the impact is so wide, and it's not ruled out that some people might be taking a break during this time.

"Well, you don't have to worry about that. We already made arrangements with the neighbors before summer vacation started," Liu Yan responded nonchalantly. "And we're not active all day. We'll disband at a certain time... It's just like being in school."

"I see."

Now it seems that they gathered here because the school club activity room was closed during the summer vacation.

"Besides, this isn't where I normally live. Compared to here, the space over there is still too small."

"Oh..."

This guy seemed to have inadvertently revealed something. If what he said was true, this guy had two houses at home.

"Where did that drum set come from? Was it moved here?" I've been eyeing it for a long time.

"Oh, I actually bought that back in junior high... I got tired of it after studying for a while, so it just sat here gathering dust. If the club leader hadn't suggested finding a place to practice, I probably wouldn't have thought of this..."

Well, that's just his style. Now that I put it that way, I don't find it strange anymore.

"You guys are really dedicated to music... I definitely wouldn't have thought of this method, let alone implemented it."