Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

"Teacher Bai—"

Okano Yoshiko tilted her head.

"Pouring water shouldn't use stockings, right?"

Indeed, the stockings would not have been used if the water had been poured.One look at Bai Fan and he plans to quit his job again!I couldn't catch you in the past, but now I can catch you, right? !

I see what excuses you can come up with, you dead pigeon!

As soon as Okano Ryoko thought of this, she couldn't help showing a bright smile, and that pretty face made people even more fascinated by it.

"The air at home is not very good. I wear silk stockings to filter the air when I type. I don't think this is a problem at all, right? Sister Liangzi?"

"You know, there are many geniuses with eccentricities in this world!"

Bai Fan spread his hands and retorted loudly.

"Balzac once said: Genius is a disease of human beings, just as pearls are a disease of shellfish!"

"Conan Doyle is addicted to spiritualism, Dickens has a serious Oedipus plot, Edgar Allan Poe is an alcoholic, Dumas is a perfectionist obsessive-compulsive disorder!"

A look of fanaticism appeared on Bai Fan's face.

"Bai Fan once said: I wear silk stockings because the soft touch can arouse the inspiration in the human soul!"

Hiss...Does this person still have a B-face?

Bai Fan once said what the hell?Wearing stockings in broad daylight will only be regarded as a pervert, okay?And where did your stockings come from?Wugeng Liuli or Makise Kurisi's?Don't you feel that something is wrong with your mind?

Okano Yoshiko's pretty face twitched.

"No matter what you say, Teacher Bai! You must complete your own work today! If you need water, I will help you. If you want to eat fruit, I will help you peel it. If you want to eat, I can order takeaway for you right now!"

"Then I have to go to the bathroom—"

Bai Fan opened his mouth.

Clang.

A mineral water bottle was thrown on Bai Fan's face.

"Anyway, you must write up to two-thirds of your novel today!"

Okano Ryoko is serious, she really intends to do nothing today, and must watch over Bai Fan to finish writing two-thirds of the novel.

Gee.

Bai Fan smacked his lips.

It seems that today is impossible to fool the past as usual.

But let him write novels——

As I said before, when Bai Fan is not motivated to write a novel, he doesn't want to touch a word. He only sits down to write a novel when he is full of inspiration.

but--

Looking at Yoshiko Okano standing at the door holding an electric shock baton, Bai Fan really didn't dare to do anything to her.

As the saying goes, readers are the author's parents, so the editor must be the author's best friend.

Moreover, Yoshiko Okano had helped him many times before, so it would be inappropriate to be rough on her.

He had no choice but to stare at a pair of dead fish eyes, and sat obediently in front of the computer again——

Playing with mortals cultivating immortals.

(...well... I finished two chapters, and then I started drawing... I just learned CAD, blah blah. If only I knew how to make CAD drawings, I wouldn't be so uncomfortable! Drawing architectural drawings by hand makes human beings fall behind! Architecture is still Use CAD!)

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Bai Fan said he was playing games, but in fact he didn't play for long. After all, Yoshiko Okano monitored and supervised him to code, and he didn't have much time to touch chickens. He just dropped into a box and opened it again. The software was acquired, and under the supervision of Okano Yoshiko, the code word business was restarted.

Because of this, Okano Yoshiko finally understood how Bai Fan usually coded.

It is said that writers or inventors have some eccentricities, but Bai Fan's eccentricities seem to be somewhat abnormal.

"Hahaha! Tremble in front of me! Beidou Xingchen Fist!"

"Heh heh, the horse emperor is strong, that's all!"

"When I finish this battle, I will be invincible!"

Looking at the figure dancing wildly in front of the computer screen, Okano Yoshiko felt that she would lose her SAN value any longer.

It's just that listening to the dense crackling sound of typing on the keyboard, the number of words should also increase, right?

Okano Ryoko took the time to look at the computer screen, and then——

"What are you doing?"

She pointed at the computer screen with trembling fingers.

She watched Bai Fan jumping here for nearly an hour, and thought that his word count was about to break through the sky, but in fact——

Those few lines of words almost didn't blind Yoshiko Okano's eyes.

"..." Bai Fan.

Bai Fan ignored Yoshiko Okano, his eyes were fixed on the screen, some obscene words kept coming out of his mouth, and at the same time he quickly wrote down one line after another.

This is not right...

According to Bai Fan's coding speed, it is impossible to write such a small amount in an hour.

Okano Yoshiko looked at the black characters that were laid out quickly, and just wanted to ask, but the next moment, she closed her mouth tightly.

Bai Fan squinted his eyes, deleted all the paragraphs of the novel that he wrote so hard, and wrote a new line.

Yes.

Delete them all, without hesitation at all.

Moreover, Okano Yoshiko also found that Bai Fan's rewritten paragraph was more refined and concise than the original paragraph, and there was an indescribable feeling in it.

This kind of thing is actually not uncommon for Yoshiko Okano as the editor-in-chief.

This is the style of an author.

Yes, no matter the author, as long as he is a mature author, he will have a fixed style of writing and a fixed habit of using words. Identify their top reasons.

'Using the most concise and refined words to write the picture you want, even if the picture is very magnificent, it will appear in an extremely tough way in the hands of Mr. Bai. It is obviously such a contradictory thing, but in his hands It seems so natural again', this is a comment on Bai Fan's novel by a well-known blogger on the Internet.

Why are Bai Fan's novels so good?

Why don't Bai Fan's novels need editing and proofreading at all?

Why does Bai Fan, the author, have such an indescribable charm?

That's because a novel has been refined nearly five or six times in the hands of the author, and the words and sentences are extremely picky.

"This kind of courage to complete a novel with all of my own resources..."

Yoshiko Okano suddenly felt that it was not a big deal for Bai Fan to be on the top of the Japanese novel circle in two or three years.

effort?Bai Fan worked as hard as everyone else.

talent?Bai Fan also has good talent.

Seeing that Bai Fan didn't pay attention to his thoughts at all, Okano Yoshiko sighed lightly.

He is completely immersed in his own world.

No wonder he didn't pay attention to himself when he spoke just now.

"Come on, Teacher Bai."

Okano Ryoko was a little moved, she felt that she discovered Bai Fan's unknown side.

Carefully push the door open and close it.

Okano Ryoko decides not to bother Bai Fan who is obsessed with the code word world.

"Looking at Teacher Bai's appearance, he probably hasn't eaten yet."

Okano Ryoko touched her chin.

Since the author Bai Fan is working so hard, as an editor, she can't relax too much.

She went downstairs to greet Makise Kurisu and began to use the stove.

As a strong woman who lives alone, she may not have the ability to cook like Bai Fan, but if it is simple home cooking, she is still sure.

Turn on the stove, start the pot, and after a while, the steaming fried rice comes out of the pot.

Okano Yoshiko tiptoed back to Bai Fan's gate.

She opened the door, opened her mouth and was just about to finish speaking on her own—

"Teacher Bai, I fired you..."

emmmmmmm...

Okano Yoshiko stared blankly at Bai Fan who had Fei Zhai Happy Potatoes and Fei Zhai Happy Water on his body.

Bai Fan also looked back at her stupidly.

Twitter, YouTube, and gaming...

It can be said to be a coherent operation.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Yoshiko Okano silently put down the rice plate and took out the electric shock rod.

Crackling——

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"I can't believe it! Teacher Bai! Could it be that you are a child? A child who would secretly take a mobile phone to bed to watch videos and play games without supervision?"

"You are also a mature author! You should start coding on your own! Do you know?!"

"Look straight at me! Cub!"