General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

"Foreseeing the future or something, is the junior kidding me?"

"Maybe he's obsessed with fantasies about the future, so he salivates."

"Probably." Xia Zhiqiu could not distinguish the truth of what Su Muyang said, so he could only let this topic stop here.

"Anything else?"

"Since they are all in the same car as the junior, let's just continue, and you have to do a full set of plays, right?" Xia Zhiqiu whispered in Su Muyang's ear, "What is the junior brother going to do?"

"Go to the bookstore."

"Then I can be your guide."

"Oh, whatever you want."

The two got out of the car in Akihabara.

Xia Zhiqiu knew this place well, which also saved Su Muyang the trouble of asking for directions, and soon came to an Immortal River bookstore after the senior sister who was familiar with the road.

Su Muyang walked around the bookshelf, browsing the titles as he walked, trying to find the works he could see the right eye, and Xia Zhiqiu also looked in the corner without saying a word.

On the shelf in front of him were several books with very simple covers, one was Les Miserables, the other was The Old Man and the Sea, and Anna Karenina.

A copy of "The Scream" seemed to have been taken out, but half of it was given up again, so Su Muyang reached out and gently pushed it back into place.

Walking to the other side, there are various light novel works on the bookshelf.

"Blessings for a Beautiful Other World",

"Sword Art Online"

....

This is not what he wants, he didn't expect that the works of the other world are so hot now, and the entire bookshelf has more than half of the books of this kind.

He wants to read youth love literature, preferably the kind with a bit of tragedy.

This type only keeps a few samples of books for people to read in the corners of the shelves.

Su Muyang flipped through them one by one, from illustrations to plots, focusing on the language and action descriptions of the characters in the book, trying to find a character in these works that is similar to Futaba.

"Junior can't find a suitable one?"

"No, I'm tired of reading novels early, and reading books is just to learn how to chase girls."

"I really dare to say it, Senior Brother Su." Kasumigaoka glanced at him, hesitating to hand him her work, "Is that gray-haired girl with glasses who also understands quantum mechanics?"

"Well, but she doesn't like me..." Speaking of this, Su Muyang paused again, "No, you shouldn't say you don't like it, you should say that you are not ready to accept me for the time being."

"It's good to have confidence, so do you want to read this one?"

Kasumigaoka naturally handed over the Love Metronome, and his other hand was behind his back and his fist was already clenched.

"Senior sister, you don't need to be nervous, I will judge your works with an objective gaze."

"You know?"

"Shiko Kasumi and Shiwa Kasumigaoka..."

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the reading process was quiet, and the writer did not continue to speak, and kept looking down at the dynamics on her phone.

It's a pity that Su Muyang was disappointed, no, it can't be said to be a disappointment, but he doesn't like this style.

How can there be such a natural love in reality, he is obviously facing many difficulties in pursuing Futaba, but the story in the book is only touching and laughing, making people feel like Wang Ba looking at green beans, a man and a woman are inexplicably together.

On what basis?

People know that the easier it is to get, the less it will be cherished. People are forgetful, and if the chase is not deep enough, then the enthusiasm at the beginning will soon be worn out by time.

And how is the storyline written?

Stopping among thousands of people, looking back, you met the right person at the right time, you avoided the sea of people around you, walked through the traffic on the street, and met me under the neon lights. Our gazes meet in the air and then no longer separate; Feeling each other's temperature, you can touch the sun in the dark, and Mendelssohn's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" is played in the wind, and the ephemeral flowers next to it are singing and dancing.

It was so beautiful, so beautiful that one wondered if the girl was blind or had been drugged by a boy.

"Ahem," came a reminder from Kasumigaoka next to him, "How does it feel?" "

It's a good work."

Su Muyang will not open his eyes and say nonsense because of his prejudice against the male and female protagonists.

"But you don't like it."

Shiwa Kasumigaoka spoke his thoughts for him.

Her gaze was like a torch, shooting straight into Su Muyang's eyes, and she could clearly investigate the hidden information inside.

Without waiting for him to answer, Kasumi Hills said in a serious tone, "Please tell me the reason!"

"Senior sister doesn't need to delve into it... Each work has its own audience, and Don Quixote is said to be boring to read.

"But I want to know why you don't like it so I can try to make it more popular."

Her serious and even somewhat humble attitude made Su Muyang feel her love for this profession.

"How to say it... Your thoughts are beautiful, but this kind of thing is like love itself, when you change in order to gain the love of others, the person who originally loved you is likely to be hurt.

"I... I'm not here to discuss love with you.

"If you don't discuss love, then what love do you write?"

The girl was speechless for a moment.

"Yet." Su Muyang organized the language.

She looked up and looked at him with bright eyes.

"You didn't do anything wrong, catering to the market is the key to the author's success," Su Muyang's fingers rubbed the side of the book, "You can write such a plot is already against the trend, it actually took a whole volume to make the two of them spark, this kind of progress in the online literary world is probably to be scolded to the end."

"What is a market? For everyday text, it is ambiguous, playing the edge ball is the market, simply put, it is driving - it is best if the protagonist's tiger body is shocked and there is a king of tyranny to shock all directions, so all kinds of beautiful women's hearts are rippling, and they can't wait to grow their pussy directly on the protagonist's cock head, and you can feel the warmth of the spiral when you get up in the morning and sneeze.

Kasumi Zhiqiu's face turned slightly red: "Can't you change the way of saying it to be more civilized?"

"There is nothing to hide, the current ethos is like this, look at this book." Su Muyang took out a similar work next to him, "Talk about writing? Bullshit doesn't make sense; Characterization? Blurred flesh and blood! But this kind of toilet paper can be put with your work.

"Are you willing?"

Kasumigaoka bit his lip.

To depict a vivid environment, she went up Mount Fuji and descended the Aegean Sea; In order to grasp the character's character, she quarreled with Yingli every day, and sketched with pen and paper as soon as she was free; In order to write real emotions, she ran to the amusement park alone, got on a roller coaster and was frightened and yelled but no one responded.

Half a million units sold – in fact, it's just a barely audible splash in the industry.

Why stop there?

Because in this impetuous society where a paragraph longer than five rows will be skimmed by people, she is actually racking her mind to create a story that can be sung and wept.

It's ridiculous.