I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 620

When she reached about 60% of the revision progress, she saw that the pages she had reviewed were already marked for revision.

"Japanese grammar is really terrible. Is it really okay to write a novel like this..."

Alice looked at Li Yan's manuscript with a complicated expression and thought to herself.

Basically, they were all small mistakes, but she had read all the volumes from Volume 1 to Volume 11 that she bought, but she didn't see that many wrong sentences and errors. There was probably a very powerful editor who revised the manuscript for him.

This is simply about staying inspired, regardless of grammar. For a detective who is known for his strictness, this is really unacceptable.

"but……"

Alice turned her face sideways and looked at the pile of plots and setting outlines beside her. Especially the arrangement of the battle plots had been carefully arranged using flow charts. She thought to herself: "This novel is indeed written very seriously. I just finished reading it." Half of them know how much thought went into conceiving these plot settings..."

Therefore, the story written is very interesting. Whether it is the emotional path of the characters or the various unexpected and reasonable situations that occur in the battle, this plot is written with high quality and full of tension, as if it can be reflected in the mind. It is generally expressed in a strong way.

Even smart people may not be able to think of these things. At least Alice admits that she cannot write them...

Alice held the first draft, looked at the outline carefully in the increasingly dim light, and thought incomprehensibly: "The plot is designed to be rich and meticulous, and it is completely impossible to understand how these plots were thought up..." A novelist is such a contradictory and incredible profession..."

career...job...

For some reason, Alice recalled the busy figure who delayed her studies by writing a novel and had to review until after two o'clock.

Why would there be such a person willing to keep moving forward in this general way?

Alice's mood gradually calmed down.

"If you can find a god-like profession in a world of nothingness, I think there are only two professions in the world that can be most directly achieved, one is a detective, and the other is a writer... Only detectives can become the representatives of the dead and gods. The notepad you have. Only writers can use stories to shape a brand new world and become the god who dominates a world, whether the carrier is words or paintings..."

Alice sat alone in a quiet, lighted room, meditating quietly.

A little bit, she was a little envious of another career that could fulfill her dream.

At only 8:35, the basic work was completed.

In order to comply with the spirit of the contract, Alice forced herself as Neet to disconnect from the Internet for half a day and work part-time. However, she finished part of the work first and read the final volume of a popular light novel first. She could only Waiting for the shopping employer to come back, it seems boring at the moment...

"ha……"

Alice yawned, her eyes filled with tears, and lay on the table to rest for a while.

"Huh...why do I suddenly feel like I'm really starting to act like an assistant..."

The purpose of her coming here was actually not that she really wanted to be Li Yan's assistant...

Quietly, she lay motionless on the table, letting the sun shine on her light and flexible body. At this moment, when she was not touching the Internet, she was just like a kitten, playing with the Mocha Bear doll with both hands. Surround your face.

Faintly, the feeling of uneasiness permeating the surroundings became stronger and stronger.

She obviously knew that this world would not be harmful to her, but she didn't know why, once she closed her eyes to rest or stepped out into the vast world outside, she felt that she would be hurt.

She knew that her life experience was unfortunate, and she was powerless to change the situation. Powerless people silently bear the consequences of powerlessness. This is also a law of the world that she has realized.

"..." Alice raised her head slightly between her arms and stared at the stack of manuscripts with narrowed eyes.

After being out of work for the time being, Alice stood up and began to browse through the books in Li Yan's bedroom. After finding no suitable books, she went to the living room to look again. The bookshelves here were basically comics, Uesugi Yan’s own works, light novels from five or six years ago, as well as dictionaries and teaching guides from the University of Tokyo.

"As for boys, don't they all collect some erotic books?"

While Alice was flipping through the book, the doorbell suddenly sounded at the door.

[Ding dong. 】

"Um?"

Alice heard the doorbell, she stood up, got a few books from the bookshelf, walked to the door barefoot, used a stack of books as a stepping stone, and looked through the peephole to see what was going on outside.

Standing at the door was a tall girl wearing a pink coat, with a cute and serious appearance, and a single ponytail. There was a suitcase behind her, and she seemed to be carrying something in her left hand. From this female high school student's From the analysis of his expression, he seems to be an acquaintance of Li Yan. His faint smile seems to have great trust in this college student writer.

Alice quickly searched for this girl's information from her memory bank.

It seems that this girl's name is Aoyama Nanami, she is a sophomore in high school, and she seems to be Shiina Mashiro's classmate and roommate.

The two-person stage play for the school festival at Suimei Art High School was quite famous, and she especially watched the ghost-slaying story that both people could act so impressively.

However, just when Alice was thinking about whether to respond, suddenly her phone rang.

She took out her phone and looked at it, her face changed slightly. As a result, this pretty girl stood on tiptoes on a stack of books, showing a smile.

"Senior Li, are you at home? I'm Nanami. I came back today and brought you some Osaka specialties."

Qingshan Nanami asked with a smile.

"Mr. Li Yan is not here."

A cold girl's voice suddenly came from behind the door.

With a click, the door was opened, but the person who appeared at the door was not Li Yan, but a girl with beautiful but somewhat messy long black hair, wearing a brown bear pattern and shorts, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, with a quiet and elegant face. .

With such a temperament and figure, she is almost a perfect Japanese lolita.

"Eh?" Nanami Qingshan saw this and was stunned.

"Hello... Mr. Li, I went shopping this morning. I'll stay here to look after the house..." Alice stood at the door and said with a calm and old-fashioned expression.

But before she finished speaking, the itchy gesture of Nanami Aoyama's hands made Alice begin to turn pale.

There is no exception, as long as there is no woman who does not want to hold her...

"S-slow down..."

Aoyama Nanami didn't hear Alice's voice at all. She hugged this girl who exuded a good smell, showed a loving smile, kept touching her head and said: "Wow, what a beautiful girl, like a Japanese doll." Same, where are you from? You are not a relative of Senior Li. Your body is also very soft, like a rag doll..."

"Wait a minute, I'm not a child, please let go!"

Alice was in pain, especially when her cheek was pressed into the other person's chest, and she felt despair...

"Sorry, sorry... I scared you, so what's your name and what grade are you in now?"

After Aoyama Nanami was satisfied, she subconsciously let go of Alice, and then asked with a smile.

Alice hugged her Mocha Bear, a round blush appeared on her cheeks, and she looked at her with some fear.

"Really...why do girls have to hug me when they see me? I'm not a mascot..." Alice thought a little aggrievedly.

However, she quickly regained her composure, saw the opportunity to reveal her existence, smiled again, and said: "Don't look at me like this, I am already sixteen years old. If you don't believe it, I still have a student ID card to prove it. "

Aoyama Nanami was a little surprised when she took the student ID card. When she saw that the other person was indeed a freshman in high school, her expression changed.