Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

"That's it! That's it! Spray 'em! Spray 'em hard!"

Looking at the computer screen, several authors announced that their mentality had exploded and joined the ranks of confronting these trolls, Yoshiko Oi waved her fist excitedly.

Society is inherently unfair. Although she broke through the daily classification of youth by relying on her relationship with editor Takagi, she also understands that she cannot go too long.

After all, the potential value of my own novels lies there, and the quality is obviously lower than the few books that were also shortlisted this time.

But it doesn't matter.

She was here to join in the fun.

Except for some of the ideas of this book are hers, everything else is ghostwritten by some light novel authors who are unhappy in life.

And just as she was looking at the negative reviews constantly refreshing on the computer screen with excitement on her face.

Suddenly she found out.

Something is not quite right.

Why are the negative reviews under my own book increasing wildly, while the negative reviews under several other books are falling like a tide.

Damn... what are those trolls doing?

Don't do anything after receiving money?

Yoshiko Oi picked up the phone on one side and was just about to dial the number——

"Let me find it for a while. It turns out that you are secretly hiding in this kind of place."

At some point, someone stood behind her and clasped her shoulders with a palm in a kind tone.

Gumbling—

The hairs exploded.

She swallowed.

I'm in my own room... Converted to an ordinary house here, it should be four stories high.

How did he get up there?

It takes time to climb this kind of height difference with bare hands, right?And how did the window open silently?Why didn't the security guard find him?

"Okay, I won't gossip, after all, I have a lot of things to do."

The young man touched his chin and took out the contents of the backpack.

"Pinch sticks, electric shock batons, small short knives, mouth balls, candles, big hemp rope—"

Bai Fan raised his head with a smile.

"Come on, you choose a few that you like, let's start without delay."

"Who wants to be with you guy—"

Bang! ! ! ! !

Uh ah ah ah!

"Let me reason with you, why do you want to run away, I can only break your leg first."

While talking, Bai Fan stuffed the mouth ball into Yoshiko Oi's mouth.

Her face trembled violently with pain and distortion.

Regarding this, Bai Fan just smiled calmly, and uttered the words clearly in her ear with a steady but nightmare-like voice.

"Come on, choose a few that you like."

(As for the question about when the two ceremonies will appear...well...soon, they will appear soon-well, I also need to speed up the progress.)

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Bai Fan is an extremely defensive person, and he never thought of himself as the kind of Madonna who always lamented 'the world is not peaceful again'.

Now that Kurosawa Chikui has written about the shortlisted novels, he will not tolerate anyone disturbing Kurosawa Chikui again.

"After all, it's a tool for me to make money."

Just like Bai Fan told Kurosawa Qiankui, if someone bullies you, then use your own capital to beat the other party until they dare not stretch their claws anymore.

Of course, this is not to say that Bai Fan's thoughts are too extreme, but because in this world, such bitches do exist.

If you don't give him a good beating, he doesn't understand the concept of 'pain'.

Of course, Bai Fan only stayed at the level of making the other party hospitalized for a month.

After all, it is not easy to clean up if people are really killed.

Bai Fan also hates troublesome things.

"It's already reached this point, you have to fight me a little bit."

Bai Fan glanced sideways at the back and exchanged tears with Sisi. Oi Yoshiko, who was tied in front of the computer chair, turned over and left the room from the window sill.

Seeing her half-smile, like Aheyan who is about to raise her hand to make a V in the next moment——

The ghost knows what Yoshiko Oi experienced during this hour.

After Bai Fan hacked the middle terminals where the online trolls sent book reviews, he found the address of Yoshiko Oi's home by following the vine.

Not to mention, this family is really in the iron ore business.

There is a mine at home worthy of the name.

"After this Grand Prix is ​​over, I have to think about my new book."

Holding the plastic bag of ingredients, Bai Fan walked forward while seriously thinking about what the subject of his next book should be.

"Host, why don't you try something other than horror novels? Anyway, based on your experience from hundreds of generations, it's also a good novel subject."

"That's a good point—why don't we choose the system girl's women's clothing tour?"

Bai Fan stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, and asked seriously.

"...??? I'm seriously helping you think about the problem! Host!"

The system girl was stunned.

What the hell is this guy trying to do?

"I'm also seriously thinking about your next set of women's clothing! And it seems that you have been in custody for a long time. It has been gone for a month. I guess many young readers must have forgotten your existence."

"??? What is a little reader? So host, don't treat reality as a novel!

"Hey... Forget it, let's not talk about those things that are there or not—"

The system mother covered her head with a headache.

"I guess you don't know what kind of special training I went through for a month at System House."

"..." Bai Fan.

Bai Fan stared at the dead fish eyes, and looked at the system mother with a salty fish face.

He didn't say a word, just quietly watched the system girl pretend.

"It's different now!"

The system mother laughed loudly.

"I've learned through the full system! I've perfected my own skills. I've even gone through the finishing touches of SCP-914!"

so smart?

SCP-914, a universal conversion machine, may produce something completely different from the previous one after the conversion of this machine, and no one knows what will emerge from SCP-914.

Bai Fan had a strange expression on his face.

"So, what's the price?"

He doesn't believe that the system has undergone such a major upgrade for nothing.

"The price... the price—"

The system lady raised the maid's skirt with some embarrassment.

"???? There is a big baby?"

Bai Fan was stunned.

Has my system mother gained a big baby?

"Ahem cough——GUNA!!!"

The system mother was choked by Bai Fan and couldn't breathe.

"It's just a little skirt style!"

"...Oh, that means you have a new little dress again?"

Bai Fan stared with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"You still said that you don't like to wear small skirts? You also said that you don't want to wear small skirts? So what is your special ability? Can you let me copy documents?"

"No."

The system girl shook her head.

"Could you give me a hack that will make you immortal every second of every day?"

Bai Fan asked again.

"No."

The system mother shook her head again.

Bai Fan frowned tightly.

He found that things didn't seem too simple.

"Can you let me travel through time and space? Fuck it? Or give me a strange fire? Teach me the alchemy formula?"

"No."