The final chapter, what kind of adventure novel is this?
Yagi Xuezai looked sharply at the blue-haired little devil in front of him with a proud face. The man in a white coat was pushing up his glasses, looking at a large piece of A4 paper with pinned text in his hand with a rational and strict gaze.
material.
"How about it! I changed my report this time and published it as an autobiographical novel. I will definitely make a lot of money, right? The Chaldean youth group aspires to be a handsome writer, ah, I can't wait to be published in "The Times"
Weekly magazine cover!"
Yagi Yusei let out a disgusting laugh.
Opposite him, Andersen, who acted as the temporary editor in chief, rolled his eyes at his idiot's naive idea.
This is the most common mistake that many newbies make.
I felt like I was a genius and could succeed casually. I casually wrote 50,000 words, not counting the prologue, which was twenty-three chapters of rubbish, and I dared to start dreaming about such a dream of great wealth.
What a joke! Apologize to all the writers’ followers in the universe, you bastard!
Moreover, I wrote in detail at the beginning, but it gets faster and faster later. It’s just because I have no patience later, you idiot!
And the progress is too fast later! Why did the boss fight suddenly, with no foreshadowing! There was no enthusiasm as it should have, so how could it be solved in one fell swoop?!
Andersen originally hated this kind of silly adventure novels that exuded the innocence of a youthful kid. This thing written by Yagi Yukisai is obviously the garbage among the garbage.
How should I put it, he began to feel that he had really gone too far by reading the beginning carefully before, and he should not waste time on this thing.
"How about it, Mr. Andersen! Tell me, when the time comes, should I maintain strict self-discipline, not let reporters take random pictures, and remain mysterious? Or should I increase my exposure and become the center of attention at once?"
"I think you need treatment. Go ask the sharp-tongued woman in the infirmary if she can cut your brain lobes."
Andersen looked at him with disgust.
This guy is still thinking about becoming famous! What a joke!
The writing is so bad and you still have the guts to talk nonsense!
Anders was so angry that he originally wanted to send him away, but the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.
Looking at such an overly naive idiot, Andersen wanted to beat him up - but Andersen's physical strength probably couldn't beat Yagi...
"Just wait for me!"
Andersen angrily threw aside the A4 paper collection in his hand. The title "Saber-Wars Dark Round Table Counterattack" was written clearly on the cover.
Then, Andersen opened the thick notebook-like thing like a dictionary that he carried with him, picked up a pen, and started writing furiously.
Just looking at his hand speed, I'm afraid he can't write hundreds of words a minute.
And there is no pause at all, no need to think, no mistakes in writing, no traces of erasure, Andersen just wrote quickly like this.
Within ten minutes, Andersen put down his pen and showed what he had in his hand to Yagi.
It was a recreation based on the Nibelungenlied.
It is basically based on the description of Yagi Yussai's dragon slaying in The Second Singularity France.
It is about a weak knight who is not favored by anyone. Once again, by chance, he obtained the sword, halberd and armor of the legendary great knight, so he wore it to defeat the dragon. In the end, the armor was broken, but because he was bathed in the dragon.
Blood, he became invincible, and finally married the princess, a gratifying story.
The overall plot is quite satisfactory, with nothing outstanding. Two hundred years ago, it would probably have been a work that would have brightened people's eyes. But from a modern perspective, it's a little...
"Very ordinary?"
Yagi Xuezhai couldn't help but comment.
Andersen nodded and said: "If my novel can get 100 points, yours can only get 0.275 points. How can I put it, it's disgusting."
"Hey?! That's not true! I don't think I'm that bad?"
"It's just that bad! You idiot! Get back! If you dare to write anything again, be careful and I will write you to death!"
"Okay, okay, let me go! You ignorant guy, I'll ask Shakespeare!"
Yagi Xuezai was actually angry. He really felt that what he wrote was pretty good...
Andersen almost kicked him out.
After blasting out, he noticed...
"Ah! Oops... I accidentally wrote his story on the Noble Phantasm... Oh, let him buy me more drinks next time. Really, what's so interesting about this kind of youthful adventure story?
…It’s true.”
As everyone knows, because of Andersen's description, the performance of his [Evil Dragon Blood Armor] has been further improved, and Yagi Xuezai went to find Shakespeare excitedly.
Then he was kicked out by Shakespeare.
Ah, it can only be said that these great writers are worried that cutting-edge novelists like themselves will steal their jobs, so they deliberately join forces to attack them!
snort!
Yagi Xuezai returned to his dormitory with such unconvinced thoughts.
"Well, help me get that comic."
A huge black round kotatsu table was brought out from somewhere, and the black Altria-faced girl X-alter was already majestically entrenched inside, with her almost softened face.
"Hahaha, what! Hahaha... It's so interesting, there is such a development!"
Opposite her is a girl in sportswear with the exact same face, Alto... ahem, Miss x.
"I told you two, don't be so grand in other people's rooms! Damn it!"
Next to the two of them, Matou Sakura, who was wearing Egyptian clothes, was watching all this with a bewildered expression. It seemed that it was too difficult for a girl who was already a little autistic to face such a chaotic situation all of a sudden.
!
Yes, the work that Yagi took over before was revised and compiled based on his personal experience.
No matter the quiet berserker or the assassin who claims to be a saber, they are genuine.
We did encounter a spacecraft collision.
These two people are not actually followers of Chaldea's summons.
But what else can be done?
Based on the idea that the more combat power the better, Chaldea accommodated them. The new dormitory was being renovated, so they couldn't move in yet, so the two stayed in Yagi's room.
I just needed to take out the board games and play them.
"Hoo ho ho! Honey! I made an upgraded version of Hu Ke Weng! Come and try this Hu Ke Weng and be fascinated by me..."
Just as Yagi sighed, someone came in talking to himself.
Needless to say, Circe was the only one who was keen on ancient wheat porridge and thought it could solve everything.
The petite girl with eagle feathers who looked almost like a child rushed into Yagi's room half running and half flying with a bright smile.
"Ahhhh! What's going on!!! Why are there more ahhhh!"
Being shocked by her high decibels and covering his ears, Yagi Xuezhai felt an unexpected sense of peace of mind.
(I’m back...my daily life. But...how should I explain it to her?)