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Chapter 11 Impolite Kasumi Shiko, lack of training

A convertible Aston sports car speeds down the road.

The wind whistled overhead.

Nanahara Yu didn't know where the destination was and didn't dare to ask.

but.

Nanahara Yu suddenly thought of a famous scene in the movie.

He slowly stretched his hand out of the window, and the breeze blew on his half-held palm.

After a moment, the corners of Nanahara Yu's mouth slightly raised, as if he really meant something.

"It seems the speed is 60 miles."

Hiratsuka Shizu obviously noticed Nanabahara Yu's confusing behavior and asked suspiciously:

"What are you doing?"

Nanahara Yu smiled slightly: "I'm doing an experiment."

"Experiment?"

"It is said on the Internet that if you are riding in a car, extend your hands like I do."

He waved his right hand again, attracting Hiratsuka Shizuka's attention for a moment, and then continued:

"When the car speed reaches 20 mph, it feels like A; when the car speed reaches 40 mph, it feels like B; when the car speed reaches 60 mph, it feels like C."

Shizuka Hiratsuka obviously failed to understand what he said. She frowned slightly and then asked:

"What ABC?"

Nanabahara Yu turned his face and looked at the scenery sweeping backwards outside the window, without answering.

The next moment.

With a "swish" sound, a fist suddenly passed in front of him, startling Nanabahara Yu.

Although the fist did not touch him.

But the wind from Lilie's fist also burned his cheeks.

"If I hear such words again, I won't be polite next time."

Hiratsuka Shizu's expression couldn't help but be a little serious and angry, and even her white earlobes were dyed red.

Qin Yuan didn't know whether it was because of his anger or other reasons.

Anyway, he immediately closed his mouth, sat upright, and pretended that nothing happened.

"Take your hands back too!"

"Oh, good!"

"..."

Nanabahara Yu, whose movements were restricted by Shizuka Hiratsuka, had to reluctantly take out his mobile phone. After all, there was nothing to play in this small space.

He lowered his head and opened LINE, intending to check the latest social information.

But I saw the latest private message sent by Xia Shizi.

"Kamihara-kun, have you submitted your article for the Dengeki Novel Award?"

He did tell Xia Shizi in the morning that he would sign up today.

But I didn't expect Xia Shizi to be so concerned about this matter and even take the initiative to ask him.

"Submitted, I sent the manuscript when I got back from school today."

Nanabahara Yu typed truthfully.

"Kamihara-kun really submitted a healing light novel to Dengeki Bunko? Are you an idiot?"

Kasumi Shiko replied instantly, which surprised Nanabahara Yu.

Does this woman live in LINE?

But he also understood what Xia Shizi wanted to say.

The Dengeki Bunko in this world is not like the previous one.

Although it is still half of the two-dimensional world, the types of submissions are basically based on supernatural powers, blood, battles, and different worlds.

The healing system has never been the main direction, and there is no precedent for receiving rewards.

The difficulty of submitting this article is undoubtedly huge.

Kasumi Shiko probably cares about him and hopes to get him into a suitable library.

"I believe in my own strength."

Nanabahara Yu's words are concise and concise, and his words are full of confidence.

Although the sales volume in the previous life cannot determine anything, the results often reflect the level of the work to a certain extent.

Even the later "Four Lies", which became increasingly depressing in style, has sold more than 4 million copies.

It is conceivable how effective the reputation he created in the early stage is.

Therefore, if Dengeki Bunko's reviewers were a little more professional, he wouldn't need to worry.

"Aren't you worried that you won't be able to pass even one selection?"

Xia Shizi frowned slightly, then replied.

Is this man too confident? !

But she didn't expect that the man's next message would be even more outrageous.

"A selection?"

"I put rice on the keyboard and a hen can peck at it."

"Could it be that some Silver Medal writers were so nervous during a selection?"

It was followed by an emoticon of "the corners of the mouth gradually rising".

...

An apartment in Tokyo.

A voluptuous, curvaceous black-haired beauty was half lying on the soft quilt.

She looked at the phone and said coquettishly:

"Isn't it too exaggerated that the hen pecked out a piece of writing?"

"Obviously, the level of light novels is not as good as mine, but I don't know where this person got his confidence... He dared to yandere to me!"

"snort!"

She turned over and grabbed a half-human bear doll next to her.

After treating him as the hateful "Yushin Kanbara" and ruthlessly ravaging him, he felt better.

The girl sighed.

In fact, the other party's guess was correct.

But she was really nervous before a selection.

Although she has never lost first place in the school since the first grade, she has also written many scripts for the school drama club, and she considers herself to have a certain literary level.

After all, light novels and dramas are completely different fields.

The night before the selection list came out, she was so nervous that she couldn't sleep.

During this period, I also thought about sending a message to Kanbaru-kun, but I typed and deleted it N times, but in the end I never sent it.

Thinking of this, the girl felt a little shy and buried her head in the soft pillow.

But the next moment, the girl suddenly raised her head again, with a bright light flashing in her eyes,

"Yes, I must debut before him!"

"I have to let that arrogant guy call her "senior"!"

If a light novel wants to be published, it needs to go through five processes: submission, review, revision, editing, and publishing.

Even works by newcomers need to be revised in the revision stage.

And revision is undoubtedly a headache for every light novel writer.

At least for Kasumi Shiko.

She got up from the bed and came to the computer.

Seeing the many revision suggestions given to her by the editor-in-chief Machida Yuanzi.

Instantly, her face turned bitter again.

"This is too much, you can't bear it, right?"

"I really want to start! "

Although she said so, she thought that the Dengeki Novel Awards were judged very quickly.

If she didn't work harder, Kanhara Yushin might debut faster than her.

This was obviously unacceptable to her.

So, the girl quickly got into the state.

While revising the manuscript, she shook her beautiful legs that were enough to make any man fall in love with her...

......

In Chiba, a high-end barbecue restaurant.

Hiratsuka Shizuka was grilling seriously.

Nanara was so relaxed that she could only take out her mobile phone from time to time to check the community to see if they had posted new erotic pictures without telling her.

If they had.

He would first save the erotic pictures as evidence of the report, and then criticize them from the moral high ground.

Then he would appreciate them carefully...cough, review the pictures to see if they could be used as evidence.

The message he sent to Kasumi Shiko before quickly became read.

However, he did not receive a reply for a long time.

He waited for a long time, and finally he was sure that the other party was offline.

He said angrily:

"Tsk, what an impolite woman. ”

She didn’t even say “I’m offline, 886” when she went offline.

As expected, Japanese women have no manners.

Next time they meet, he must teach her a lesson with a stick, Nanahara Yuu said in his heart.

Seeing Nanahara Yuu gritting his teeth, Teacher Jing smiled.

“Does the rude Nanahara classmate also think that others are rude?”

Nanahara Yuu was angry when he heard this.

“How am I rude? Don’t slander my innocence out of thin air?”

Hiratsuka Shizuka didn’t say anything, but just pushed the screen of her mobile phone directly against Nanahara Yuu’s face. There were 9 red missed calls on it, and the name was Nanahara Yuu.

“Ahem!”

“In fact, this matter needs to be viewed rationally. Maybe this person named Nanahara Yuu is busy with something?”

Nanahara Yuu explained without blushing, his heart beating normally.

“Shut up, your face is thicker than a piece of barbecue!”

Teacher Jing directly picked up a piece of barbecue and stuffed it into his mouth.

Nanahara Yuu stopped talking and tasted the barbecue.

Unexpectedly, it was quite delicious, and he gave a thumbs up.

"I thought Teacher Jing would take me to eat manly ramen or something, but I didn't expect it to be the barbecue I always wanted to eat. It seems that we are really in sync!"

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