General Man: My Days Are Not Too Ordinary

Some people will ask, his kind of prick, the school can not teach him anything, why does he have to go to school?

First, there is no money.

Work? It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work in this life.

Second, Mu Lin glanced at the girl at the next table.

At last.

In the office of the Director of Education.

"The Treasury has taken care of it. Your prize money for outstanding science students, as well as the prize for outstanding results in our mathematics competition, should also be received. Did you receive it? "

Received."

"That's good. Don't forget, some of these are the money I paid you in advance using my connections, and you must keep your promise in the math competition afterwards!

"No problem."

"Also, it won't be long before the communication between the two schools will be officially carried out, and you can give me more seriousness then!"

"Is it okay to sleep in class?"

"What do you think?"

"Yes?"

Murakami Daisuke was furious: "No! You represent our school, and what you do is closely related to the glory of our school! "

Gee."

Mu Lin pouted unpleasantly.

This damn man represents a collective burden, greatly restricts his freedom, and asks uninterestingly:

"Is there anything else?" It's okay I'm gone.

"Go to the student union conference room on the fifth floor, today I want to let you exchange students get to know each other, make a good relationship, and then go to other schools to take care of each other."

"Whoops."

The director of education had something to do, so Mu Lin went to the student council conference room alone.

When I first arrived, I saw an acquaintance tapping on the red laptop, with extremely fast codewords.

There's a Coke on the side.

This seems to indicate that she came here just perfunctory, and did not have the heart to get closer to others and then take care of each other.

The rattling sound of sitting on the chair woke up the girl who was immersed in the state of creation.

The angry brow frowned, and after raising his eyes to see the wood forest on the opposite side, he closed the notebook with a "snap".

There is currently a conference room with only two people, and the atmosphere is a little awkward.

Shiyu Kasumigaoka took a sip of coke, clasped her hands to her chest, and stomped her foot impatiently.

The princess shoes collided on the white tiles causing a "bang" sound.

The mouth opened slightly, closed again, and finally spoke after seeing the other party staring at the table as if in a daze.

"Ah, I didn't expect to meet someone as self-righteous as you again?"

Mu Lin was too lazy to pay attention to her.

I didn't even move.

Taking a deep breath, Shiwa Kasumigaoka finally couldn't help but ask the question he wanted to ask the most.

"So, you don't care if I get a chance to continue writing?"

"Didn't you just continue?"

Instead of answering directly, he responded with rhetorical questions.

After letting the other person understand what he meant, he felt embarrassed.

At this time, Shiwa Kasumigaoka really wanted to lie and say "no"! Slap him in the face!

But out of his understanding of this person, if he lied, he would only suffer more, so he still said: "Yes." It's really thanks to you. Give me a chance to continue writing. "

The tone is yin and yang strange.

"This can't be thanks to me, after all, my help to you is only to the extent of leading the door, whether you can have the opportunity to continue writing, or you have to rely on yourself, did not get the opportunity to continue writing, that is, you do not have this talent, now you have it, at least prove that you are still saved."

"Bang."

The crackling of a Coke can on the table.

Shiyu Kasumigaoka gritted her teeth and took a lot of effort to calm down.

"Speak like you saved me."

"Yes, I saved you, please speak to me well in the future."

"Dreaming in broad daylight?"

Mu Lin, who did not speak, shrugged and was noncommittal.

The two fell into a brief silence again.

Shiyu Kasumigaoka turned on the computer and pushed it in front of Mu Lin and said

, "This is the outline of my second volume, you can help me see it."

After saying this, she felt regret and trepidation in her heart.

In this case, if the other party bluntly refuses, then she will be put on her face by a mask called shame.

But for some reason, she did it without thinking.

Maybe the other party helped her, even if it was only a little help, so that she could continue to write the second volume of the love metronome.

To the relief of Shiyu Kasumigaokaoka, the other party reached out and slid the touchpad of the notebook and began to browse.

Its browsing speed was so fast that Shiwa Kasumigaoka felt that he was not looking seriously at all.

And he asked with two minds: "How did your revised version of the first volume sell?"

"Very good, the sales in the past few days have exceeded the sales of the original."

"Did it sell much more than the original?"

This question made the already strong Kasumigaoka Shiyu angry again.

It always feels like being compared to each other, which makes people very unwilling.

"What about the comments?"

"Better than the original! Okay? The tone was self-defeating.

"Although I haven't read your revised version, it seems that the outline of this second volume, I can only say..."

Even though Shiyu Kasumigaoka didn't want to admit it, he was looking forward to the other party's next words in his heart.

It's like a child expecting approval from his parents.

"Shit."

The simple evaluation made Kasumi Hills Shiyu stunned in place, thinking that he had misheard and said: "What?

"It's self-righteous waste without a little growth." The first volume may be well revised, but this second volume outline, this detailed outline, I can only say, is a piece of shit!

"What are you talking about?!"

Shiha Kasumigaoka slapped the table and stood up, glaring angrily at Mulin.

The latter looked at her mercilessly and said slowly:

"It's like a snail climbing a bamboo pole, finally climbing a little distance on it, sliding back, and even much lower than the original position." Your pride in your own creations and the character traits of unwillingness to learn from others, combined with your inferior talents, are shit!

"What bullshit are you talking about?! You bastard!!! Did you look seriously at it?! "Kasumigaoka Shiwa shouted!

"The revision advice I gave you seems to have been learned and forgotten." You can try it and show your editor the outline of this second volume to see how she reacts.

"Good! When the time comes, she approves, which can only mean that you are a bedbug with a bad mouth and no self-conceit!

"No, if she approves, then I can only question the gold content of the Immortal River Bunko."

Mu Lin's posture of defiance of everything and self-esteem made Shiyu Kasumigaoka rise and fall violently!

"Oh, unreasonable goods."

"Do you know how kindergarten teaches students to count?"

"What do you want to say?"

"The teacher asks students to break their fingers, one finger is one, two fingers is two, and so on, but in fact, it is to let them memorize! The knowledge of this world is all built on the impressions that human beings memorized when they first began to learn! Do you actually think about being a maverick?

"My talents allow me to innovate on the basis of your proposed modifications!!" Shiha Kasumigaoka looked up proudly and looked down at the wood forest sitting on the chair.

"No, it is because of your talent that you are not allowed to innovate on the basis of my revised proposals. And, also basic? Your outline is obviously back to the time when you didn't read my suggestion! This disgusting plot setting, I can only say, I don't want to look at it again!

"Go and die! When the time comes, I will prove that you are a complete megalomaniac!

"Welcome to punch me in the face."

"You don't have this face!"

Dropping this sentence, Shiyu Kasumigaoka held the notebook with aggrieved tears in her eyes and left.

Leaving Mu Lin alone in the conference room, silent.