I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

"I know better that Yukinoshita is always right."

In Cai Muzuo's heart, Yukinoshita Yukino has the creed she insists on, has a far-reaching goal and strives for it bit by bit. Maybe she will give up in the future when she stumbles, but at least the service department is indeed free now. helping others.And unlike him who is unscrupulous, Yukinoshita is currently more inclined to resolve disputes in a fair and just way.

"As for me, I'm neither gentle, nor kind, nor correct. That's the problem, teacher."

Zaimoza once lied to himself that everything he experienced before was just a dream with deep memories.Just throw away that strange notebook and forget all the memories, these will only become stories on paper.But now it seems that the impact of the war is not just that he has become sensitive to sounds like explosions, and will habitually throw soda cans as grenades.That was never just a dream.

"Then what do you think you are?" Hiratsuka Jing asked.

"Who knows, someone once called me a scum."

Zai Muzao squinted his eyes and looked towards the window, the scenes from the beginning seemed to appear on the western clouds.

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Main World 2: Chapter 106 Chapter [-] Posted

"Ahem, scum... Don't make it sound like you've played with the feelings of so many girls! Why don't I remember that you have a girlfriend? Have you ever held a girl's hand?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka seemed to be indifferent to the seriousness on Zaimokza's face, with a teasing look on his face.In her opinion, everyone is a student, and she has never heard of any bad things he has done. How bad can it be?

It would be great if it was just a small thing like playing with a girl's body and emotions.

Zaimuza sighed in his heart, and it seemed that those flowers were gradually withering in his hands in the distant sky. From this point of view, even Ito Makoto was as pure as an angel compared to him.

"Teacher, do you know what is the biggest difference between Hikigu and me?"

"what?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at Zaimokza's side face and asked curiously.

"You once said that neither Hayama nor Miura have bad natures, right?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"It doesn't matter, I don't care. I don't care about men and women, good and bad, old and children. When they stand opposite me, there is only one title...that is the enemy."

Zaimuza turned around, the cold eyes in the deep pupils made Hiratsuka Shizumi shudder and turned away, obviously it was still midsummer.

"I've always been willing to deal with the enemy with the worst malice. That ridiculous game was meaningless from the very beginning. The best way in my mind is to beat up all the idiots like Ye Shan and chop off their protruding sticks. Thief claws, tooth for tooth, blood for blood, pay enough price for them to learn the lesson!"

Cai Muzuo finished speaking coldly, and then sneered with disdain:

"But Hikiguya, Yuhihama, Miura would easily forgive her as long as she shed a tear and apologized, what is that? Yukinoshita is also, rigid like a noble knight from the Middle Ages, insisting on what is right The method, but the result is everything! I think most knights in the Middle Ages would never care about using that method to deal with the enemy. How many people take the Pope’s ban on crossbows seriously? So my conflict with them is not a big deal Occasionally, there is no misunderstanding, it is better to get together now than tear up the face in the future!"

Hiratsuka stared quietly at the desk for a long time, then slowly said:

"In that case, wouldn't you be lonely?"

"Heh!" Zaimuza chuckled, took her cigarette from Shizuka Hiratsuka's hand, picked up the lighter on the desk, and lit it skillfully under her surprised eyes.

"Teacher, please don't put extra energy on scumbags like me, right? Yukinoshita is like Qigu, they are more worthy of your care than me. After all, this world is so fucking, than Qigu Such a rotten good person will always have a hard life. And a scum like me, even if it is the end of the world, he can still live a good life."

Zai Muzao took a puff happily, the long-lost nicotine and tar made every cell in his body feel comfortable, and it took a while for the smoke to come out of his nostrils.

"What's more, you always care about others like this, but who will care about you?"

After a while, Shizuka Hiratsuka slowly raised her head, but Zaimokiza had already left at some point.

"Anyway, I'm also an adult, don't underestimate me, brat."

…………

On the way home, Cai Muzuo came to the green tree in front of the apartment building again by a strange coincidence, and stopped there. The culprit that caused all this was buried here.

"I just wanted to see if it had been taken away."

Comforting himself like this, he looked around and found no one around. After taking a deep breath, Cai Muzuo squatted down, and started digging with his bare hands. After a while, he dug up a black garbage bag. It was obvious that the contents inside were not gone. Let him breathe a sigh of relief.

"No, not yet."

After hesitating for a while, he still didn't have the courage to pick up the thing, and immediately filled it back with soil before anyone found out.

In the middle of the night, Cai Muzuo was facing his computer with the manuscript paper and was still typing on the keyboard. He was unwilling to let his hard work of the past two months be turned into a mess of waste paper, but he couldn't find suitable reading materials in Zongwu High School. object.

That being the case, why not post it online?Just do what you say, and after simply eating a takeaway, Cai Muzuo started his codeword journey. Since the content is all ready-made, he made rapid progress. It seems that all this can be completed at about 3 in the morning. About tens of thousands of words more.

Speaking of which, the former Yoshiki Saikiza was full of anticipation and published his conjecture about the second disease in a certain forum, and without any mental preparation, he was undoubtedly sprayed with blood.

"No one actually finished reading it?"

"That's it? That's it?"

"My younger brother in the third grade of elementary school has less speech problems than you."

"Please don't insult contemporary elementary school students upstairs."

"If you like to read it, don't read it, what do you want if the original poster sends a message for free?... I'll leave first to respect you."

There are too many such sarcasms, but the one that caused the first generation of myocardial infarction was the account comment of a so-called popular girl writer. At first, there was only a simple sentence.

"Where did you copy it all from?"

Of course, her pungent satire is far more than that. She not only refuted the declaration of the second generation of the first generation from the aspects of writing description, plot logic, and character personality, but also used his plagiarized works and passages in color tones. The boards are listed one by one.

And the most powerful thing is that this person has a large number of fans, which directly brings huge traffic to the post that originally had few replies.The manager of the good thing even smelled the smell of hot spots, and put the post on the top of the post with enthusiasm.

"Sorry guys, I really didn't make it past Chapter 3."

"I watched Chapter 1, and I still feel good"

"Shen Nong tasted all kinds of herbs, but died of poison here, what a pity."

Because such feces are rare to see, more and more curious people gather, and the account of "General Ashikaga Yoshiki" has since spread to the world.As a result, the first generation who was full of shame and anger was directly broken on the spot, and finally chose the way of red rope to relieve thousands of worries to kill himself, so that he, the lonely ghost who traveled through it, was cheaper.

At about four o'clock in the morning, Zai Muzao hesitated whether to continue posting the novel "This Is My War" he coded on that forum.The reason for hesitating is because the reputation of the original account is really notorious. I guess everyone will just start spraying without reading the content, right?

No, there is still one person who has read his works carefully.Cai Muzuo clicked on the account named "Xia Shizi" for private chat, and sent the text he had prepared.

PS: It's just a cameo, it won't be the main story.Skirt ① Grape Bar 2 ① 7 Seven ① 6

Main World 2 : Chapter 107 Chapter [-] Lost and Departure

"Hello, Teacher Xia Shizi, please forgive me for interrupting you. I am a novel lover who was criticized by you before. Listening to your words is better than reading books for ten years. After listening to your opinions, I will write another short story. The file has been sent. , please correct me."

After delivering the news, Cai Muzuo breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, the evaluation of the popular writer Xia Shizi may be more valuable than ordinary forum readers.

The only question is, why should this beautiful girl writer read what he wrote?

"As far as human beings are concerned, you will know the fate of fate, but you won't get pregnant anyway if you try."

Zaimuza shook his head, stood up and looked out of the window, the eastern horizon had faintly turned white, no matter what happened yesterday, the sun still rose as usual.

Due to staying up late the day before, Zaimoza spent all the morning and noon the next day catching up on sleep. This time, even Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't choose to disturb him, so he still slept like that all day until school was over in the afternoon The bustling noise woke him up.

Opening his mouth and yawning, rubbing his sleepy eyes, Cai Muzao subconsciously walked towards the club activity building with his bag in his hand, only to realize that he was going the wrong way halfway, so he stopped halfway.

"Forget it, we're here, how about walking around?"

There is no place to stay here, but a place to stay.Zongwu Gao is so big, can't he find a place for him?With a mutter in his mouth and a soft snort, Cai Muzuo visited the various associations of Sobugao like a horse on a horse.

Department of Astronomy.As a well-known key middle school in Chiba, Sobu High School specially built an astronomical telescope on the roof.Interlacing day and night, looking at the endless vast galaxy, seems to sound good too.It's just that he wasn't interested in the astrology, so he glanced at it for a while and then continued walking.

Ghost Department.Can such a society be formed?It's amazing, and Zaimoza couldn't help being full of respect for the instructor of this club.The supernatural beings hidden among ordinary people, chasing ghosts and legends, and killing all ghosts and monsters, this is the unfolding of standard novels.But Cai Muzuo looked in from the glass at the door, and there was only one male member lying on the table and sleeping soundly, his sleeves were wet with saliva after dreaming about something, obviously it was not a good place to go.

The dance department is very lively, with music and very rhythmic footsteps constantly coming from inside, and at the same time, there is also the clear and clear chant like an oriole:

“1、2、3、4。2、2、3、4。位、置、不、对。再、来、一、次！’”

It's a pity that the glass at the door has been covered by a promotional poster, which clearly states the joining conditions and contact information of the dance department, especially the words "girls only" written in bold red letters at the bottom.

"It's really unreasonable." Zai Muzao left here with regret.

In the Department of Literature and Art, only a girl with glasses and short purple hair was reading a book quietly. The quiet smile on her face showed that her whole body and mind had been immersed in the thick book in her hands, so Zai Muzao really couldn't bear to disturb her.

Although the book has its own Yan Ruyu and the book has its own golden house, but Cai Muzuo is really not the kind of material that can sit down and study literature quietly, forcing him to read those literary works that are moaning in his eyes. It would be better to shoot him directly.At most, he read some online novels.

Instrumental club?I really know this thing well. Speaking of which, Fredheim once repaired a broken harmonica, and he played it pretty well.It's just that it was a pity that I didn't know which ruins it was lost in during the battle.

For the same reason, all debating clubs, calligraphy clubs, performance clubs, and art clubs all pass.

Except for the tennis club, the management requirements of various sports associations are quite strict, such as not being late and leaving early, and the points system being high.You can see them sweating on the sports field every day, especially with the large number of people in the baseball team and fierce competition, it is really not suitable for lazy people like Zaimoza.

Football department?Are you going to fight with Hayama?

Martial arts club.This is a bit interesting, Cai Muzuo knocked on the door, and the members inside received him very warmly, and invited him to watch a competition.The two men were dressed in judo suits and were having a great time fighting each other, and the people around them kept applauding.It's just that in the eyes of Zai Muzao, it's a bit boring. This doesn't mean how strong he is. The German army didn't pay much attention to hand-to-hand combat.It's just that this kind of ornamental contest is really boring to him, so he found a reason and quickly slipped away.

After walking around the whole event building, except for the legendary Kendo Department and Kyudo Department, there are other venues that I didn't get to see.I have visited other animation clubs, game clubs, and reasoning clubs, and after a little taste, I feel dull, as if there is something missing, and I feel that I am out of place everywhere, and I can't integrate into them at all.

Unknowingly, Zai Muzuo came to the familiar position again and stopped.

There was the usual bursts of conversation coming from inside, but Zaimokza couldn't really hear it.There seemed to be crisp laughter, was Yukihama talking around Yukinoshita again?There seemed to be decadent complaints, did Bi Qigu bicker and lose again?

After a moment of silence, Cai Muzuo chose to leave quietly, no matter what it was, it had nothing to do with him.

That being the case, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

…………

About half a quarter of an hour later, a female teacher carelessly opened the door of the service department.

"Ms. Hiratsuka, knocking on the door is a good habit, please pay attention."

Yukinoshita reminded helplessly that for some reason she had a bad premonition today.

Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't say anything that would be sure to do next time as she did at the beginning, she sighed after looking around, and sat down on the seat used to entertain guests.

"Teacher, what can I do for you?"

Yukinoshita frowned and said, even though he was using honorifics, it meant chasing guests out of the door.

"Well, look at this."

Yuigahama reached out to take the paper that Shizuka Hiratsuka handed over, glanced at it and suddenly got up from his seat.

"Application for resignation, eh? How come!"

Hikigaya's expression changed after hearing Yuigahama's exclamation, and Yukinoshita, who always had a cold face, was also moved by it.

"Show me." Yukinoshita took the manuscript paper and quickly scanned the content on it, suppressing the shock in her heart, and asked in a cold voice: "Teacher, when did this happen?"

"After the club activities ended yesterday. It's not a big deal. It's inevitable that someone wants to leave. The Ministry of Service is not a gangster where people are allowed to enter and not allowed to leave. Just find new people."

Shizuka Hiratsuka waved his hands seemingly indifferently, and continued: "The service department has now reached the three-person standard of the club, but if possible, I still hope that you can find enough members as soon as possible to reach the five-person standard of the club." Standard is good."

"Is that so?" Yukinoshita bit her lip lightly, turned her head and glanced at the vacant seat on the far right of the service department, feeling lost in her heart.

…………

Cai Muzuo turned on the computer immediately after returning home, and while scrolling the webpage boredly while waiting for a reply named "Xia Shizi", the chat box suddenly flickered when he had no hope.

[I read the book. ]

Cai Muzuo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. What he was most afraid of was that this young writer would gossip without even reading it, or just ignore him and ignore him.He hastily typed:

[How does it feel?Also please give me your advice. ]

[how to say? ] The person on the other side seemed a little hesitant, and replied after a while: [Although the problem of language problems has been greatly improved compared to last time, I have some questions that I can't express quickly. ]

[But it doesn't matter. ] Timuzuo still responds in seconds.

[Do you have any special hobbies? ? ?Like M or something? ? ? ]

The owner on the opposite side of the chat box seemed to be releasing his suppressed emotions. The messages in the message box kept flashing, and it was conceivable that the other party must be typing on the keyboard at a very fast speed.

[Let’s talk about the protagonist’s emotional line first, there are only a handful of women who appear in the book even if you add the nurse aunt and the farmer’s grandmother.The only two young girls, the first female Xia Li is the fiancée of the protagonist's brother, I will not say, the second female was killed by the protagonist and the male second without even saying her name?Are you sure you don't need to see a doctor for writing this kind of plot? ]

[Let’s talk about the protagonist’s career line, it’s not uncommon for the protagonist to fall from the good side to the dark light novel, but please take a good look at how they write it.The industry's rules have always been to whitewash the weak and make the black twice as strong. How can the blackened protagonist become more and more miserable?Most of the battle command is the elder brother's business, and other difficult battles are always played by the male supporting role first. Is the meaning of the protagonist's existence only to complain? ]

Zai Muzao thought about it, and it seemed that Fredheim was always robbed of a lot of limelight by him. When the two cooperated, he always rushed to cover him first.

[Well, the above is what I think you are writing without a heroine, dark, useless.After all, although this type of subject matter is rare, it still has a small audience.After paying so much, nothing has changed.Wasn't everything before that sacrificed in vain?Does that make any sense? ]

But war is like that, all your efforts are trivial and meaningless.Zaimuza wanted to tell her this sentence, but the speed of his hand was not at all the speed of the message above.

[After describing the most precious things in the world, such as friendship, love, and family affection, I will tear them all up.Are you torturing readers, or are you simply writing an anti-war essay in the style of a light novel?With all due respect, judging by the standards of those literary masterpieces, your story is far from qualified. ]

[If you want to write light novels, you have to make readers feel happy rather than miserable. Miserable is a means to pave the way for coolness rather than an end.And if you want to write a masterpiece, you have to make readers think about something deeper.Where did the war start?What did the war bring?What should we do?You have to show these instead of blindly describing the cruelty of the frontal battlefield. ]

Zaimoza didn't want to write any popular novels, nor did he want to write literary works. He just wanted to simply record the story of the Greyhound company.Now it seems that these stories of mine are indeed not suitable for ordinary people to read as light novels, and he has not carved them into masterpieces.

[but]

Just as Cai Muzuo sighed and was about to end the conversation politely, the writer named "Xia Shizi" suddenly made a turning point.