I Am a Master of Light Novels in Japan

"Wait a minute, how do you come in in my house?!" Li Yan asked with a blue face.

Jiabai Li, a girl who is an angel who is falling, still wears the vermilion -red sportswear top, without skirts, and the length just covers the hips. When sitting, there is still a looming spring temptation. Jia Baili's legs have almost the perfect girl beauty.

She looked back, and a pair of dull eyes after a night of repairing the immortal looked at Li Yan, saying, "Of course ... came in from the door."

"This is not a nonsense ... uh, it does make sense. The angel seems to be flying, and it is possible to come in from the balcony." Li Yan returned to God all of a sudden. Recently, he could not consider the situation of ordinary people's thinking.

Li Yan stretched out his hand to stop Jia Baili's topic guidance, and asked very much: "Wait a minute, even if you come in from the door, how can you have the key to my family?"

Jiabairi continued to say: "Did you fight the key and door card when you fight last night?"

He certainly remembered this incident, but the key had been closed 100 %.

"So after I print it directly with rubber puree, copy one?"

"What?!"

Li Yan looked at Jiabairi in his thriller, and this shot always felt that he had seen it in the series. Are the current angels learn these skills?

This is simply an illegal invasion. As a master of light novels, Li Yan will certainly not consider any alarm and who will believe this ...

When Li Yan thought about it, he saw that Jia Baili was facing him, and he reached out and grabbed his ass.

"Hey, the beautiful girl should not do such a wretched thing in my room?!" Li Yan's eyes widened in shock and shouted in her heart.

Li Yan immediately realized that he was still wearing vest shorts, so he had to return to his room. After changing his clothes, he came out again to find a way to drive away this trouble. When it came behind Jia Baili, Li Yan officially saw it. Jia Baili was using his high -profile union to play an online game game.

"Could it ... you invade my room to play the game?" Li Yan understood and asked.

"Really smart, otherwise who will be interested in your room? The network in my room is broken, otherwise I won't come here." Jiabaili didn't watch Li Yan, knocked on the computer nervously, and said.

Li Yan also had a hobby of playing games in the previous world. What LOL, Overwatch, and a single black soul, the wizard played, quietly stained behind Jia Baili, watched this one she played. After the game, a disdainful expression was revealed, and the expression of professional players said: "What is this broken game? I always feel that the plot is naive and the playability is not very high."

"Huh?" Jia Baiili looked at Li Yan complicatedly.

"What's wrong?" Li Yan found that Jiabairi turned back and asked.

Jiabai Li continued to play the game directly, chatting and said, "It's okay, this game is called" Super Energy College War ".

"The guy who wrote the script was originally updated, but now he has been dragging for a week. Last night, he was addicted to fighting. Do you think I am right? Teacher Uesugi."

Li Yan looked at this little angel of one meter, four -four, and thought of his original manuscript on the desktop. The other party saw it carefully. He found that he seemed to be underestimated. Nympho

...

"Say, what do you want, hand, or my signature?" Li Yan sat on the seat and took a sip of tea made yesterday, sitting on the broken chair as a gentleman, and asked calmly.

Jia Baili poured a cup of cola from his refrigerator and asked, "Why ask this?"

"Don't think that I didn't collect your information, Miss Jiabaili." Li Yan looked at her coldly and said, "You have always abused my first spray in my blog. The ID is the college super Reader who can be the queen, right? As long as I publish my identity, there will be a bunch of readers an ambush in front of my door to stuff me into the toilet. I still know this risk. "

"The last half of the sentence is right, it's not right in front." Jiabai Li said, saying a quiet model.

"Where is wrong?" Li Yan asked curiously.

Jiabairi sat opposite him and said expressionlessly: "My ID is not the queen, you made a mistake."

Li Yan stunned, and then asked, "... is it?"

"My ID is called Mengmeng, do you have an impression?" Jia Baili drank Cola and asked.

"What strange ID ..." Li Yan narrowed his eyes.

But there is indeed an impression that I do n’t remember it. Li Yan recalled it for a long time and asked, "A little impressive, that ... Do you have a message to give me a message?"

"Yes." Jia Baili looked at Li Yan and said, "I sent a threatening letter to your company last month ..."

Li Yanhuo stood up and asked excitedly: "It is your guy sent a letter to intimidate, threatened to kidnap me, house under house arrest?!"

The people of Sanhe Company originally thought it was an intimidation letter written by a founder.

Everything came out of the water. As a result, this guy's nature was worse than spray. It was just a demon. Where is the angel!

Jia Baili did not wait for Li Yan to get soaring, and then said, "I have read all the fourth volumes you wrote, and I think it is very interesting. However, I always feel that there are still places that can be improved."

"Don't pull away the topic. You girl is really too bad. Anyway, it looks like a good student on the surface ... Slowly, do you think there are still improvements?" Li Yan asked in surprise.

"Well, for example, the latest chapter, you wrote that the super power of the protagonist's superpower is far from being able to fight against the president of the student union of the Yuanshan Power College selected by the semi -finals. As a result The metal ability is inspired. The strongest attack of the opponent is to defeat the opponent's only weapon, and then perform a plan arrangement. It should be this plot. "

Jiabairi exhaled and said, "I think, if you rewrite it directly into a completely without any way, the protagonist is supported by the protagonist in the battle. Later, it was discovered that this method was more reasonable. Blood, there is a strong turning point in the middle."

"It makes sense!" Li Yan thought in surprise.

Although considering that the protagonist is a rational faction, in the face of an all -round opponent, it is not necessarily winning the opponent in rationality, then blood novels should be more to seize the rules of random changes. An orgasmic part.

"..." Li Yan returned to the computer and rewritten the latest chapter.

Jia Baili looked at him quietly, and once again put his gaze on his bandage.

The man with a completely different style when the fight ...

Now watching his whole body put into the writing of the novel, Jia Baili understood that it turned out that this is the master ...

"Edit system, turn on!" After Li Yan finished writing, he started the conscious system ability again.

【under review……】

【Work: "Super Power Academy War"

Evaluation: A++

Suggestion: The pretty good story arrangement, many people will like this battle plot, look forward to persistent efforts]

Although the editing system is unique, the system ability is not a panacea. The editor does not make suggestions for the market, but it will not make too much interference in the plot. After all, he still needs to think about the plot himself. It is gratifying to reach the level of A, but as if in this mountain, he does not know the road of Lushan's face. He still needs a reliable proposal.

"Jiabaili, thank you, it's really a lot of help ..."

Li Yancan laughed and said excitedly to Jiabairi. But as soon as he raised his head, he saw that his room was empty.

That girl came here silently and left silently.

Chapter 6 The scene of a car accident

On Saturday, although it was around nine o'clock, the residential area in Tokyo had been scarce at this period. Essence

This is one of the busiest cities in the world, and Li Yan stays here to study.

On the left side of the crossroads of the living area to the intersection of the ground, Li Yan and several residents are waiting for the green light. Today is a very early thing. At seven o'clock, Miss Kaguaka Mo Pu's phone went to him. The bombing of mobile phones keeps constantly.