I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 394

The school in front of me has only one floor of Japanese-style building. It seems to be a bit old. There is no cement floor. The school playground is just a piece of bare land, surrounded by dense green hills. Although the quality of the house is pretty good, but There is clearly an air of depression.

Li Yan thought of the time when he was in elementary school. The conditions seemed to be somewhat similar to this place. However, his memories of elementary school were not happy. Because he had no parents, he was rejected and cast aside by the rumors of his classmates' parents. He was a problem child in the eyes of his teacher. If I hadn't studied more diligently, I might have had no place in school.

"Yoshi, what do you want to play, dodgeball?!"

Suddenly, just as Li Yan was standing outside the school gate looking at the school in rural Japan, a girl's hearty shout came from the door.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, several figures rushed out, leaving Li Yan stunned.

And the group of students who accidentally saw the figure carrying several bags at the school gate were also stunned.

"Ah! Isn't this [the novelist who eats snails] from the Kangna family?!" Koshigaya Natsumi held the dodgeball and looked at Li Yan, asking with some surprise.

"..." Li Yan suddenly stared at this naughty-looking junior high school girl with anger and annoyance. Looking around among the crowd, he probably noticed the frustrated appearance. Who gave the number?

Asahigaoka Branch is a public school jointly run by several villages in Asahigaoka. Surprisingly, although the school is not big, there are surprisingly few students in it. In one school, there are only four students. And not only that, because of the serious problem of declining birthrate, this school still gathers all elementary and junior high school students in one classroom for teaching.

Renka Miyauchi, a first-year elementary school student, Natsumi Koshitani, a first-year junior high school girl, Komari Koshitani, a second-year junior high school student, and Taku Koshitani, a third-year junior high school student. The three children of Yukiko Koshigaya whom Li Yan just met were all studying in the same classroom.

"Ah...you are welcome to visit, Mr. Uesugi."

After hearing the commotion outside, a teacher here walked out to take a look, and saw someone who was both strange and familiar. He was slightly startled, then smiled and said.

What's even more coincidental is that the only teacher working here is his landlord, Miyauchi Ichiho!

Li Yan, who originally realized that it would be troublesome to get involved with this group of children, was entangled before he could leave.

"Meow Paz!" The youngest girl, whose eyes and tone were exactly the same as Kang Na's, stretched out her hand and shouted.

It seems that it was after Kangna left last night that she met Renka Miyauchi, who was in the same grade, that this group of high school students, junior high school students and elementary school students came to his room to watch his first draft.

——[Lord Uesugi, there is someone I want to show you today. 】

That night, two girls with almost identical eyes stood together, and then Kangna introduced her new playmate Miyauchi Renka to him.

——[This one is Renka Miyauchi, I want to play with her in the future. 】

Kang Na said to Li Yan with pleading eyes.

The essence of this introduction method is indeed the daily scene of children introducing their friends to their parents, but Li Yan always felt a bit inexplicable sense of déjà vu at the time.

However, it happened that the name of this innocent and bright little girl with twin ponytails and blue hair was the same name as his acquaintance who was as elusive as a Japanese doll.

"...What a coincidence, Miss Miyauchi." Li Yan said with a slight embarrassment to Miyauchi Ichiho, who was wearing a dress similar to Hiratsuka Shizuka's. His words hinted at the coincidence in all aspects.

"Teacher, this is the one I told you, Kangna-chan's guardian, the writer who writes novels in the room." Koshigaya Natsumi spread her hands and introduced.

"Natsu Hai, don't talk nonsense!" Koshigaya Xiaoju, who was shorter at the side, noticed Li Yan's darkening expression and hurriedly stopped Koshigaya Natsumi's rambling introduction.

"I see." Miyauchi Yiho nodded, and suddenly realized that his identity as a guest was becoming increasingly unpredictable. At first, he thought he was a rich second generation who likes racing, but then he thought he was quite easy-going and civilian. Now Suddenly a novelist identity emerged.

"So, Mr. Uesugi, are you interested in holding a special class for the students to teach them how to write novels?" Ichiho Miyauchi, whose eyes narrowed into a line, suggested with a smile.

"Teaching?! No, no, no, forget it, writing novels or something, how can I teach?" Li Yan was stunned, and immediately shook his head and refused.

Miyauchi Ichiho then said leisurely: "Well, it doesn't matter. The students here have always lacked a lot of life resources to understand the outside world. It can be used as a social observation class."

"Well, I'm actually very interested in seniors writing novels. I haven't seen anyone around me write novels until now." Koshigaya Xiaomari put her hands behind her waist and said with a smile.

"We also want to see other people write novels!" Miyauchi Renhua became excited, her eyes sparkled, and she clenched her little fists and said.

Li Yan was silent for a while. Finally, he saw that their eyes were quite curious and sincere. Perhaps he was a little too sensitive as a person who was about to reach the age of drinking, so he sighed softly, looked at them and said: " Well, in order to repay everyone's kindness for helping me clean yesterday, I will tell you a little bit about novels."

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After about ten minutes, the class break was over.

At this time, Li Yan was invited to the class by Ichiho Miyauchi. He stood on the podium, facing four tables and four students. He never thought that one day, he would be called "teacher" by Kasumi Shiko. , and ended up being a temporary classroom teacher one day.

"Well, let me start by saying that there are many types of novels, and the definitions are also very vague. In terms of two major categories, they can be divided into classic novels and entertainment novels, and what I write is entertainment novels. …”

Li Yan began to explain the history and genre of novels, and finally quoted the type of novel he wrote. Although he did not clearly state that it was a "light novel" type, he still shared some of his experiences and story conception skills in writing novels. Share it with this group of students in rural Japan.

"The essence of writing novels is to tell stories. Whether a story is told well or not, there is only one key, and that is whether it is interesting or not. No matter what your fantasy world is like, as long as it is interesting, it is enough. Therefore, I personally think that careful attention His works are worthy of respect, but it does not mean that works such as novels or paintings need to be elevated to a level that is too mythical and too sacred. Moreover, writing novels is written from the heart, and there is basically no teaching at all. You need to try your best to write out what you think is interesting. As long as it is interesting, that's all. That's it, thank you all."

Li Yan calmly finished summarizing the novel, as well as the fun and significance of the novel to this group of rural students who seemed to be isolated from the world and had pure souls. After that, he bowed slightly and announced the end of his speech.

The four students in the audience were stunned. It was not clear whether they did not understand, or whether they were interested in what they heard and were still not satisfied. After a while, the applause became more and more intense.

"..." Li Yan stood up straight and saw an interesting expression on the student's face.

This is undoubtedly the first time that Li Yan has introduced his views on novels in a lecture. It is also the first time that he finds that what he talks about is considered interesting, and he feels so satisfied in his heart.

"It's really amazing. Although I'm a bit confused in many parts, I can definitely tell from the senior's words that writing novels is a very interesting thing." Koshigaya Xiaomari said with an admiring smile.

"Yeah, we think it's very interesting!" Miyauchi Lianhua said seriously with her cheeks slightly flushed.

Li Yan's expression gradually became more relaxed, and he suddenly felt that standing on this podium and conveying his understanding of things and knowledge to the students as a teacher seemed to be a very meaningful thing.

This is also the second time he has acted as a real teacher.

"Thank you Mr. Uesugi for your wonderful speech. It's really good. You obviously have the talent to be a teacher. What you said is really good. Now, do you have any questions that you can ask Mr. Uesugi?"

Miyauchi Ichiho sat on a chair nearby, looked at her students with a smile, and asked.

"Yes, yes, I have a question!" Natsumi Koshitani raised his hand and asked curiously.

Miyauchi Ichiho, Koshigaya Komari and others looked at Koshigaya Natsumi. Miyauchi Ichiho then smiled and asked: "Oh, Natsumi, what questions do you want to ask Uesugi-sensei?"

"Senior Uesugi, Xiaoju read your novel last night. When she came back, she said that there were many typos and grammatical errors in your article. I want to ask, can you still be a novelist even if you are like this? "

Koshigaya Natsumi really didn’t understand this time and asked curiously.

When Li Yan heard this, he was stunned and motionless.

[There are many typos and grammatical errors in your article...]

[There are many typos and grammatical errors...]

[Many typos and grammatical errors...]

"!!!" Suddenly, for some unknown reason, Li Yan felt a pain in his chest, which almost made him cover his heart in pain, and the sound echoed a little.

"No... no... it's not like that!!" Koshigaya Xiaoju's face turned red. Realizing the seriousness of the problem, she quickly waved her hand and explained: "I was just talking casually, senior, don't take it seriously, I don't mean anything else... …”

It was obviously summer, but as it approached noon, the wind seemed a little bleak and deserted.

Miyauchi Ichiho looked at the back of the novelist who left in despair after a quick exchange of greetings. He was silent for a while and said: "Writing novels will always encounter some flaws. Well, everyone should try their best to learn Chinese well. It should be better helpful for writing novels, Uesugi-sensei probably hopes to tell you this."