My sister can't be Ying Li Li

Hanabi felt strange that Ayaka must have seen what was going on inside. Why is there no reaction at all? This child is indeed... not yet developed. Thinking this, Hanabi's eyes showed a hint of concern.

Caijia felt embarrassed and blushed and said, Why are you looking at me like that?

nothing.

The little angel Aika showed a weak smile and said: Hanabi, I want to thank you and everyone in the service department. You are a gentle and strong person. I learned a lot from you and one day I will become as good as you. A man! No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, I will lead the tennis club to keep going.

Are you talking about me? Hanabi scratched her face, Anyway, come on.

But it would be nice if I provoke less girls. Ayaka winked playfully.

Hanabi pretended to be angry: Hey, don't call me a playboy!

This guy is getting more and more lively, and he actually makes such a joke with him. However, it is better than the sick look before.

At this point, Totsuka Ayaka's commission has been successfully completed.

A new customer came to the service department, a fat man wearing a large windbreaker. When he came up, he gave Hachiman a bear hug, he looked familiar. Hachiman felt a chill and quickly moved away, saying, I don't know this person.

Zaimokuza Yoshiki has heard about Hanabi who also belongs to the otaku circle. This talkative guy likes to write and draw in class just like Hanabi.

I heard that you are a helpful club, so come and solve my troubles! Zaimokuza raised his windbreaker, crossed his hands in front of him, and made the Christina-only chuunibyou gesture.

Yukinoshita said coldly: No, we are only providing small help, limited to normal people.

Yui quietly leaned into Hanabi's ear and said, Is there something wrong with this person's...?

The industry calls this chuunibyou.

Yukinoshita and Yuigahama didn't understand. Girls like them were too far away from home.

Teacher, please explain.

No, why are you talking about me! You guy, the subtext is talking about me. Hachiman just wanted to be a member of the Ghost Club quietly.

Hanabi smiled evilly and said, I don't mean that.

Zaimuzhao fell to his knees in despair, and the white paper in his windbreaker was scattered on the ground. Hua Hui vaguely saw a line of writing, walked forward to pick it up, and asked: Is this a novel written by you?

Zaimokuza looked so nervous that he was about to urinate. He opened his small eyes and wiped the sweat, and said in a respectful tone common among Japanese people: Yes. Because I want to submit my article to the 'Light Novel First Martial Arts Conference', I would like to invite you. Please help. This is my commission.

It is a common problem for first-time writers to not be confident in what they write.

Why don't you just ask your friends for this kind of thing? Yui said innocently.

Everyone looked embarrassed. Yui realized her mistake and covered her mouth apologetically. Everyone present was the friendless type, except Hanabi, who had too many friends of the opposite sex.

Please feel free to teach me! Zaimokuza Yoshiki suddenly regained his confidence, Although I am confident that I will become a first-class light novelist in one fell swoop, I can't listen to your thoughts before I become famous.

Hanabi glanced briefly but made no comment. He just silently picked up the scattered papers, sorted them, and placed them at Yukinoshita's hand. When it comes to club members alone, Hanabi is absolutely competent. Everything depends on Yukinoshita's choice, whether to accept the commission or reject it.

Yukinoshita said seriously: Give us one night. I will make a few copies and everyone will take them back to read them. I will give you the answer tomorrow.

As expected, Yukinoshita is a very responsible and respectful person.

A night of silence. After dinner, Yui lay on the sofa and chatted on her mobile phone, rolling with joy. Don't ask how Hanabi knew, he was the one telling jokes in the circle of friends. Wearing glasses, Yukinoshita stayed up late to read a painful novel, and the next day she sat in the club room and took a nap.

Hanabi walked into the classroom and saw the sun draped over Sleeping Beauty like a blanket. The girl tilted her head, her black hair as smooth as a waterfall. The small mouth opened unconsciously, and a little saliva flowed from the corner of the mouth. It turns out that the serious and dignified Yukinoshita Yukino will show the ugly look of a little girl after falling asleep, which is very cute.

Yukinoshita opened her eyes, wiped the corners of her mouth, and saw Hanabi snickering across from her.

Why didn't you wake me up? the girl complained.

(If I had woken up earlier, I wouldn’t have looked like I was sleeping...)

Anyway, I didn't see anything. If you're sleepy, it's okay to lie down on the table and sleep for a while. I'll call you when everyone is here.

No need. Yukinoshita never relied on others and opened the novel manuscript full of comments.

Zaimokuza's novel was poorly written, and this fact was confirmed by the criticism from all the staff.

Yukinoshita said mercilessly: Is your Chinese only at the elementary school level? What I have circled are low-level grammatical errors and typos. If you are not sure about the pronunciation of Japanese, don't make mistakes. Power 'There is no pronunciation similar to Power at all.

Yui hesitated: Um... can the handwriting be more beautiful?

Let's be honest, where did you copy it? Hachiman smiled.

With all due respect, light novels are not as simple as you think. You want to combine magic, school, and fighting to make them look cool, but you failed in terms of positioning. Hanabi pronounced her death sentence.

Everyone didn't know his other identity, they just felt that what he said was very impressive.

Under the setting sun, only Zaimuzhao's bleak back was left. He quickly cheered up, made a handsome pose towards the sky, and shouted: Enchantment... open!

I wasn’t hit at all!

Maybe this guy can really become a light novelist in the future. Hanabi leaned against the window and said with a smile, Reckless creators, novelists and cartoonists are all like this. They hit the wall again and again. In the end, all I could feel was confusion. I was running aimlessly toward the depths of the ditch, like a wild dog covered in mud.

Yukinoshita looked at him in surprise. This is a sentence written on the title page of one of her favorite novels, Five Centimeters per Second. I still don’t understand what it means, I just think it means a lot.

(That’s what it meant. Why...do you know?)

Chapter 064 Yamada Fairy

Hanabi received a notice from the editor about a contest for new writers.

Machida Eonko explained the situation on the phone: The 'Light Novel World's No. 1 Budokai' is a competition jointly organized by five publishing houses, including our Fusugawa Library. In fact, it is the epitome of the competition between the five major libraries. Each publisher has only There is a quota, and only new authors who have not yet animated can participate.”

I see, I just heard about this. Hanabi remembered Zaimokuza's words.

Zaimokuza Yoshiteru's ambition was destined to be unfulfilled. Because this Rookie Award is a fierce competition among the five major libraries, he can't even qualify for the competition.

I have already recommended you to the president. Machida Enzi smiled, Relax, you are now the rising star of the Immortal River.

Ah? Hanabi was stunned and quickly asked, What about Shiyu?

Yuanzi replied: Unfortunately, the number of places is limited. I asked Shiyu and she gave up on her own initiative.

The editor told him to prepare ideas, but Hanabi couldn't listen to a word. After hanging up, he couldn't wait to call Shiyu's cell phone. The tone blindness is brief. Shiyu seemed to have guessed that he would call a long time ago, with a smile in his voice: Don't you need to stay with your little girlfriend? How come you have time to call me?

Anyone who is interested can find out about Hanabi and Umi's relationship.

Stop making fun of me, about the 'Budokai'... why are you letting me?

There is no master in the world who competes with his disciples for fame and wealth. Don't underestimate me too much. I will get what I want myself. The senior sister said something powerful. This is what Kasumigaoka Shiyu does.

(Including you, unruly disciple.)

Hanabi couldn't see Shiyu's sly smile on the other end of the phone.