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

"By the way, Kasumigaoka-senpai also read the novel of this Kagiza-san before, or can you say two sentences?" In fact, Su Muyang himself is quite interested in the inner thoughts of the creator.

There was renewed hope in Muzuza's eyes, but then there was a hint of timidity.

He will be subconsciously timid in the face of girls, not to mention that under the snow just now, he has been completely incomplete.

"Don't worry, Saikiza-san, in terms of light novels, Kasumigaoka-senpai is more professional than all of us," Su Muyang smiled very kindly, "He is a veritable author, and his talent in writing is not comparable to ours, so she also knows how to phrase better than us." "

Kasumigaoka-san is actually ... Light novelist!?

Yubihama woke up as soon as he heard something of interest.

Under the snow, he couldn't help but raise his head to look at her, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

All that remained in Kikiza's eyes was adoration for the girl high school student who was a light novelist – the previous tension and panic had completely disappeared.

"It's really troublesome for you, please be sure to correct it!"

He looked solemn and did not squint.

"I've read some of it before, and if I want to evaluate it - to be honest, your work is like the project written by the guy next to you, and people can't find the motivation to read it at all."

"The best destination for such works is dust to dust, soil to soil."

The situation changed, the tone changed, and An Yilun also tried hard to find the original feeling from the sentence just now, but he couldn't find it.

Unlike the previous exaggerated reaction, the wooden seat at this time was very calm.

This is easy to understand, if the other party is a student, then you can't help but argue, but if the other party is a teacher, then this impulse will be much weaker.

But it's still a bit of a loss.

"I admire that Yukishita and Su can endure boredom and watch it seriously."

"You misunderstood Senior Sister, I just said it... I slept quite early last night. Su Muyang scratched his hair.

"From this attitude, the Ministry of Service, headed by Yukinoshita-san, is indeed qualified to help others solve problems."

Speaking of this, Kasumigaoka looked towards the side under the snow, and Yukinoshita nodded slightly, gladly accepting her approval.

"I don't have that much time to help you revise the original manuscript," Kasumigaoka tidied up the paper in his hand, "At most, I can only give you some advice from the general direction."

"Thank you very much."

Mumuza bent down politely.

"I think as an author, you should be more of a reader first and foremost." Kasumigaoka said seriously, "Before you start writing, you must make sure that you have enough reading.

"After your knowledge is enough to support your writing, let's talk about the writing and plot."

"Of course, even if you can master that kind of ... Well, how to say, it should be an 'exaggerated' style, and even then, I don't recommend that you fill your entire article with that style.

"It's not a bad thing to create a character like this as a spice, but if it's all in this tone, it looks like it's completely the entertainment product that the author wrote to see for himself, and besides, don't use the words too repetitively, it will be awkward to read."

Mumu nodded with a serious face, and then straightened the chair that had fallen to the ground and stood aside.

"Thank you very much," he said in a sincere tone, "after that... Can I still show you my article?

"Hey, are you shaking M!" Yubihama understood that she couldn't, in other words, she had long been beaten from the author to the reader.

"If you want to come to the Ministry of Service, just don't take such a half-written manuscript," Yukinoshita nodded in agreement, "If you want to find Kasumigaoka-senpa

..."

Kasumigaoka tactfully stated his attitude.

After all, helping him comment today is actually out of Su Muyang's commission and appreciation of this person under the snow, if it is just Mumuzuo himself who comes to her, Xia Zhiqiu is estimated to not be much interested.

"Since that's the case, then I won't disturb you, the green mountains don't change, the green water flows for a long time, we will have a period later!"

After holding his fist and speaking, Mumu Za walked out of the service department "heroically".

Walking to the back door of the classroom, his hands gestured several difficult movements in the air, and then he pressed down sharply: "Enchantment!" In

an instant, it was as if there was really a colorful light covering the entire classroom, and Mumu Za also consumed a lot of physical strength, and a little sweat beads appeared on his face.

Coming back to his senses, a beautiful girl with dark blue shawl hair was walking in front of him, and Mumuza smiled slightly, rare without fear.

"Thanks, Senior Sister."

Su Muyang raised his cup as a toast, and then drank all the black tea inside.

"Is Su planning to let me take this bottle and you?" Kasumigaoka picked up the lemon tea he had bought earlier and shook it.

"I'll do it, you feel free."

"Let's cut first and play later, junior."

That said, she unscrewed the lid anyway and took a sip.

Under the snow suddenly yawned, and it seemed that he had been trapped again.

"Sorry, maybe I need to take a break."

Su Muyang frowned and looked at the snow with a pensive face.

"What's wrong with her?" Bijigu immediately observed his expression.

"Don't you think your minister is strange today?" Su Muyang reached out and pinched his chin.

"Maybe she really just didn't rest well," Bijigu said, always feeling like she was hiding something, "to be able to read such a long thing, it should have been an all-night last night."

"In short, she feels different to me today than before, you better remind her to be more careful lately." Su Muyang said.

"Hmm..." Bi Qiya took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it again to calm his mood.

Near five o'clock, the "Blessing Software" led by An Yilun ended the event, Xia Zhiqiu and Su Muyang nodded, and then left with everyone in the club.

Yingli seems to have the intention of not wanting to go all the way with other people, and walks quickly alone.

Yubihama also left early because of family affairs.

Still asleep under the snow, Bijigu walked to the door of the room and closed the door.

"I guess you've been involved in a big whirlpool," Bijigu said surprisingly, "I don't want to get involved in these troubles, but I feel as if the troubles are getting closer and closer to us." "

Oh?"

"It felt that way when it rained that afternoon," he looked under the snow and mused, "and her mental state wasn't just because she didn't sleep last night, right?" "