My sister can't be Ying Li Li

The three girls looked disappointed.

However, I know a first-year student who is very good at writing songs, named 'Nishikino Maki'. Hanabi's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

It couldn't be more interesting to have Honoka stalk the tsundere Maki.

After they thanked each other and walked away, Lun Ye said with emotion: As expected of a close friend, I refused the temptation of the third dimension just to keep the promise. It's not in vain that I spent a year to bring you into my house.

Don't come here. Hanabi glanced at him sideways, Write your plan.

Yesterday's words had an effect. Lun also found his own strengths. As the famous ACGN critic TAKI-kun, he is very aware of the popular themes and otaku tastes. Market research is also an indispensable preliminary work for making games. If you want to recruit those two people to join the team based on this alone, you will have a long way to go.

Whether Kato Megumi can accept a otaku heroine is another matter.

Come on.

During lunch break, Hanabi packed her schoolbag and sneaked away without mercy. He took half a day off to submit a novel. I took the train to the nearest publishing house, Fusugawa Bookstore in Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo. In the old days when pre-sensual novels and period novels were popular, he was good at publishing best-selling books in response to current trends. It has a dark history that began to develop into human novels during the Heisei period, and now it has transformed into the Beautiful Girl Library.

Times are changing, and light novels adapted into comics and animations are the mainstream.

Hanabi chose this place simply because it was close to home. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed many decadent young men in suits and leather shoes with briefcases under their arms walking in and out, either happy or worried. Those who insist on submitting articles for more than ten years without getting recognition, those who fail in the street, and those who suddenly turn around are the ecology of this industry.

Let alone light novels, Haruki Murakami is still running for the Nobel Prize in Literature.

The fireworks in student clothes looked out of place.

He hesitated for a moment, then approached the front desk and asked a very low-level question: Hello, where can I go if I want to submit an article?

The lady at the front desk looked at the handsome boy curiously, mistaking him for a whimsical little boy who wrote blindly. Writing a book requires experience, and young geniuses are always in the minority. She has seen many children like him who were full of confidence but had their dreams destroyed. If anything, this blond boy was ridiculously good-looking.

“Do you have an editor by appointment?”

No. Hanabi replied.

Wait a minute, let me make some arrangements for you. The front desk was a little selfish and the service attitude was too enthusiastic.

Anyway, the result is the same.

Ayase Hanabi failed.

After knocking on the door, I heard a cold response from a middle-aged man. I walked in and politely said hello, handed over the manuscript, and went through the torture of waiting for three minutes.

In return, Editor Tanaka sneered: In this era, handwriting is still used... I admit that the handwriting is good. But, that's all.

Hanabi felt a sudden thought and said, Please correct me.

Unpleasant character design, the sister you wrote has nothing to do with cuteness; a common cliché, a group of beautiful girls inexplicably surround the ordinary male protagonist. The whole story exudes the smell of rotten youth, isn't it? If you write down a student's middle school fantasy, it can be called a light novel. Is your mind filled with toilet paper? Editor Tanaka slapped the manuscript on the coffee table, getting angrier as he spoke.

(It’s really outrageous, kids these days.)

This middle-aged uncle obviously has nothing to do with youth and is quite cynical.

Hanabi realized that she had chosen the wrong person from the beginning. The bigger mistake was that when he came in to say hello, he did not bow, but just nodded, leaving a rude impression.

Sixteen years later, he is still not accustomed to Japan's strict hierarchy, lacks a respectful attitude, and cannot bend like a snail like ordinary Japanese.

Maybe it’s because I still consider myself Chinese deep down.

Hanabi realizes her mistake but is unable to correct it. His views are fundamentally different, so he cannot accept criticism like other writers.

Excuse me, goodbye. Hanabi sorted out the manuscript and pushed out the door neatly.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for your support, all kinds of familiar names are dancing around. For example, a certain Weida, a certain Yuzuru, and many of my sisters (laughs). There is also Alina, who relies on one person to contribute barrage to save her respect.

Chapter 007 Xia Shizi

Ayase Hanabi has tasted the taste of being a loser in life in her previous life. His long life has made his heart as hard as iron, not as frivolous as his appearance.

I was sprayed bloody on my head for no apparent reason. He wasn't angry either. What can I do if I say Don't bully young people into being poor in return, trying to compete for words? The right to review the manuscript is in the hands of the other party, and the result will not change.

The excellence of My Sister has been proven all over the world, but it is a pity that the editor's vision is limited.

Even if you have the ability to cheat, life must be done step by step, and no one can succeed casually.

What should I do next? Submit to other libraries?

He has the common weakness of a nerd and is not suitable for the workplace. The result of running a few more times may be the same, but I still have to take a gamble anyway.

If it doesn't work, put the plan on hold. From the perspective of another future world, Japan will enter the Internet era in a few years. Online light novels are like a crucian carp crossing a river, and there are many excellent works adapted into animations.

Of course, it pales in comparison to domestic online articles. Before time travel, Japanese web articles were still using ideas from Qidian more than ten years ago.

Hanabi was thinking about the feasibility of rewriting the web article when she met an acquaintance when she went downstairs.

Ayase-kun?

Hanabi looked at her carefully and said politely: Hello, Kasumigaoka-senpai.

Even though we didn't get along very well yesterday, it can't change the fact that I call her Senior obediently. Hanabi sometimes finds Japanese habits really annoying.

Kasumigaoka Shiu thought thoughtfully: Could it be that...Ayase-kun is also writing a novel?

Hanabi waved the manuscript and said with a wry smile: Yes, it was brushed off.

Can you borrow it for me to read? Kasumigaoka met a peer who wrote novels like him for the first time, and he became very interested.

Hanabi then remembered that her other identity was the famous author Kasumi Shiko. The publisher of Metronome of Love is Immortal River Bookstore. It's not surprising to meet here by chance.

Of course, it's... inconvenient here. Hanabi said, Let me buy you a cup of coffee.

(Sophisticated guy, he is worthy of the legendary free-spirited man.)

Kasumigaoka smiled playfully and agreed.

If the boys at school knew that their senior sister was invited out to drink coffee so easily, they would definitely burst into tears. The charm of Kasumigaoka is so terrifying. Except for Lun Ye, who has a good relationship with her, she has never been pretentious with boys.

In a cafe in Akihabara, Kasumigaoka looked at the maids coming and going with a strange look on her face, and couldn't help but said: Let me tell you, Ayase-kun, do you usually come to the maid cafe for dates with girls?

(The submission failed, so your brain is broken?)

Generally, no girl can tolerate a male companion being sweetly called master by a maid, right?

It's quieter here. Hanabi curled her lips. It was rare to see the speechless expression of the senior sister.

Several maids held dinner plates and pointed in the distance, as if watching the fun, and then pushed a girl out.

This maid obviously knew Hanabi, and teased: Ayase-kun has changed again. I remember the last one was named Yuigahama, right?

It's divided. Hanabi said without changing her expression, Also, this is just my senior sister, don't overthink it.