I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 688

"But, junior fellow student, you must be able to participate. This is what I feel after reading the articles you wrote over the past year."

The girl smiled gently and commented on Li Yan's article.

"..." Li Yan blinked and felt a thump in his heart.

The tram was moving slowly, and the wooden carriage was quiet. Amano Touko thought about it quietly, and explained in a low voice: "For the past year, junior fellow student, you and Xiaoling have been very well-behaved, and you have always provided articles with stories. I tasted it. Indeed, compared to Xiaoling's article, your article does lack a certain degree of professionalism. However, from the first time to the most recent chapter, the taste is great...even I am afraid to taste it in the future. Incredibly delicious."

"Senior sister..."

"Okay, you're almost at the station. It's time to get ready to get off. You can't stop at the wrong station because of me this time." Amano Touko looked at the tram stop, smiled, and slightly interrupted Li Yan's words.

At a tram stop, the air outside was filled with the smell of soil. The breeze blew Li Yan who walked out of the platform and Amano, the senior who saw him off.

The senior sister in black cotton-padded clothes had some mist in her breath. Just as she was about to leave, Li Yan suddenly stopped her.

"Senior."

"Um?"

Amano Touko turned around slightly, and when she was about to go back, she let out a sound of curiosity.

Li Yan was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on Yuanzi's face, he hesitated for a while, and then asked to confirm something, and asked: "...Is my article really so delicious? I have always been like this or... Compared with Hagimura, such a deficient author is absolutely aware of the test scores. Can such an article that does not rely on excellent writing... really be recognized as orthodox literature?"

After hesitating for a moment, Amano Touko said with a smile: "Hee hee, junior, why do you have such a low opinion of yourself? It's really delicious. Moreover, the most valuable thing about your article is that it is written with great care. I I have never had a failed article. Even Xiaoling has not achieved this. My junior, your attitude towards articles is really good."

"Literature is not a noble thing. There were no grades of three, six or nine in the beginning. It's just that people have become accustomed to classifying it this way... I personally still think that works written with care are the best, no matter what the writing style is. And cultivation, if there is no emotion integrated there, the words will not come alive, the flavor will not be rich, deliberately emphasize how many words, how many famous quotes, how many philosophies have been remembered... Human beings record the emotions in history and spirit. I still can’t understand being restrained like this.”

Amano Touko stood on the wet platform and explained.

She tilted her head slightly, thought for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Hey, junior, you have worked very hard. You don't need their biased opinions next. Just write with your heart. If you can overcome this hurdle, that's fine. If not, senior sister, I also hope that you can maintain your love for writing, that’s all. Junior brother, you are a writer, and no one can deprive you of this achievement."

The beep of the tram started to ring. As soon as Amano Touko heard it, she hurriedly returned to the tram holding her school bag.

Amano Touko's meaning has been very clear. She does not want Li Yan to be locked up by such secular shackles. Writing that is free from interests and emotions has no value. She does not force Li Yan to participate, so that she can get back on the train. The scene in front of Li Yan looked like she was preparing to support the [Japan Sukemura Prose Award] by herself.

The wind increased.

In the strong wind, Li Yan's clothes kept swaying. He stood quietly on the train platform and watched Amano Touko, who was standing at the door after the door was closed, turned back to look at him. This senior showed a faint smile and gradually left.

He felt a little sad.

The senior student specially recruited by the University of Tokyo, a literary girl in the true sense, was the first to admit his efforts in literary writing.

It's not that he doesn't want to work hard, it's just that he has never been able to connect with traditional literature despite being successful in rendering and shaping the plots of light novels. He is almost a poor student who goes against the grain.

【Japan Jiemura Prose Award】......

Li Yan stood in the empty station, watching the last tram leaving his senior sister. In front of a thin rainbow after the rain, his lonely figure finally hoped that... his articles were not without true literal value...

Chapter 331 Conflict with Yinglili

[Japan Kaimura Prose Award] is the most prestigious national literary competition held in early April.

This kind of competition is different from traditional literary competitions. According to Jiemura Mingtang's wishes, his writing usually finds inspiration for his works based on the scene, and requires the author to write the best literary plot work in a scene with one person and one scene.

Therefore, among the first batch of selected contestants, they need to stay together in a variety of places known only to the organizer, and create wonderful and literary works within a limited time. Because there are always many contestants, in order to To determine the winner through fair competition, a limited-time short story will usually be created on three occasions. In the third game, ten people will be eliminated, and the top three will be selected from the ten people.

Therefore, this kind of competition has real practical benefits for publishing houses. Many writers who can enter the second round and competition can receive invitations and explorations from Japanese publishing houses, so this kind of literature has always been The competition is fiercely competitive, and many popular modern and popular new writers have been unearthed, and their gold content is quite high...

The more Sawamura Eri looked at it, the more solemn she looked. After reading the rules and origins of this kind of literary creation competition, she immediately turned back to Li Yan and said loudly: "...This is impossible, Otaku Li, nothing else. Mention, you can’t do it simply with a ‘limited time’. An old procrastinator like you will definitely lose if you participate in such a competition!”

At 10:25 in the morning, in the living room of Room 505 of the One Yuan Apartment in Shinjuku District, Sawamura Eiri came to sit next to Li Yan again. She was wearing a green coat, kneeling on the cushions and learned that When Li Yan planned to participate in this competition, Li Yan was completely defeated simply by looking at the fact that he could write a work within a certain time limit.

Speaking of which, Yinglili really couldn't figure out why Li Yan suddenly decided to participate in this literary competition in Japan. She had never seen Li Yan interested in such a serious competition.

"Forehead……"

Li Yan suddenly looked up from a pile of dictionaries and essay collections and wanted to refute, but the strange thing was that he didn't know how to refute Ying Lili's point of view.

"This... in short, I will try my best to write it down." Li Yan put down the book. After thinking for a long time, his expression changed several times, and finally he could only make a promise of "trying my best".

Sawamura Eiri put down the materials of the [Japan Sukemura Prose Award], sighed slightly, supported her cheeks with her hands, and said boredly: "Yes, yes... Now that you have decided, your work is finished anyway." , it’s not impossible to practice it a bit..."

She took out a pile of drawings from her package and piled them on Li Yan's desk, intending to work hard while she had some inspiration in Li Yan's room.

Since the completion of his novel, Li Yan's writing career has temporarily come to an end. As a commercial work, with this total sales performance in the industry, it is undoubtedly the best in the industry. However, writers who rely on words to make a living cannot get rid of one of the most basic quality factors, and that is writing style.

From the perspective of the editorial department and Eiri, as a light novelist, I don’t need these at all. However, as a person with a weak foundation in Japanese Mandarin, he relies on words to make a living. Writing it down will bring about a dislocation of his identity. , and a strong sense of crisis.

Li Yan's narrative method has always been in an awkward position, and this situation lasted for two years of his writing career.

Since he is a writer, he should have mastered a more sophisticated writing style and exposition style. Unfortunately, what he has been most criticized for is the most basic writing style and vocabulary use.

The feeling of being denied all the time, even for Li Yan, was so sad that it could almost be described as being tortured. He does not write for the sake of simply making money, but hopes that he can really be recognized for his words.

Now the senior sister and the small literature club they founded are in danger of being abolished. No matter what, Li Yan will not let go of the senior sister and let her support the future of the club alone...

This may be an opportunity to overcome the bottleneck, or it may be an opportunity for him to find the answer.

When parting, the senior sister hoped that he could define himself as a writer...

Li Yan couldn't help but put down the book and sighed softly: "Huh..."

When Eri Sawamura heard something was wrong, she frowned slightly, without stopping her painting, and asked in an unceremonious tone: "Why are you sighing?"

When Li Yan heard Ying Lili's tone, he was originally feeling a little irritable and uneasy. He also replied with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "You just heard wrong. Just concentrate on drawing your comics."

Eri Sawamura could hear Li Yan's anger. Li Yan rarely frightened her like this. Her eyes immediately sharpened. She glanced at him and said louder, "Wait a minute, you're in a bad mood." Don't use me as a punching bag, I'm obviously just caring about you... Humph, stop talking, just do whatever you want."

Li Yan was suffocated and saw Yinglili losing his temper. He regretted that he couldn't keep his temper. After being silent, he said to his most trusted partner: "I'm sorry, Yinglili..."

Yinglili remained silent, not knowing whether she was still angry or not angry at all.

Li Yan hesitated for a few times. He was confused. Finally, he revealed his thoughts to Yinglili and asked: "Well, Yinglili, I want to ask you something... What do you think of a guy like me? Is he technically a writer?"

Sawamura Eiri finally stopped painting, but still didn't look at Li Yan, and asked casually: "What does this mean? Why are you so self-denial all of a sudden? Didn't you complete a work... Wait, are you still thinking about Jump? Why are you thinking about Wenqing now?"

The breeze blew through the balcony, blowing on Li Yan. The young man's eyes were silent. He had nothing to do with the term "literary youth". Even when he was melancholy, he could not tell that he was a writer. He said: "I I’ve always been worried that one day I won’t be able to write anything new.”

"..."

Sawamura Eiri finally raised her head to look at Li Yan curiously.

Li Yan had a look of confusion on his face, and said with a hint of bitterness: "After I finish writing a work, I begin to feel like this. Will I be able to meet the readers' expectations in the future? Will I still be able to write more?" Produce works of the same level. Yinglili, the sketches and oil paintings you drew can be exhibited at the city hall, and the novel I wrote will be nothing if it goes beyond the scope of light novels."

Yingli frowned and said: "Ah, the light novels were not classified in this way at the beginning. Good works will become popular wherever they go, so don't think too much about it."

Li Yan looked at her and continued: "That may be the case, but in fact, according to the publishing rules, if Japan did not have light novels as a genre, with my current writing style, I would not be able to publish it at all. I am just trapped here. In a cage, my basic skills were insufficient at the beginning. From now on...if the times of light novels change, Uesugi-yan will probably disappear soon."