Looking at the hundreds of pages of manuscripts that were slapped heavily on the table, and Utaha Kasumigaoka's stubborn eyes that could not be refused.
Lin Xiao sighed lightly.
Utaha Kasumigaoka This breath that has been waiting for so long must be given to her completely today.
"Previous agreement? OK."
Lin Xiao picked up the oolong tea on the table and took a sip, then reached out and pulled the thick stack of manuscripts in front of him.
"But senior sister, this is the number of words..." Lin Xiao glanced at the clock on the wall, "Give me three minutes."
"Three minutes?"
When Utaha Kasumigaoka heard this, his beautiful brows instantly wrinkled, and a trace of anger flashed in his wine-red eyes. "Lin Xiao, this is a highly refined manuscript with a hundred thousand words! Even if you read ten lines at a time, you can only read a table of contents in three minutes. If you want to use this perfunctory way to dismiss me..."
"Shua la la la--!"
Before she could finish her words, the sound of turning books sounded in the quiet booth.
In Utaha Kasumigaoka's stunned eyes, Lin Xiao's right hand turned into an afterimage!
He turned the pages so fast that each page stayed in his sight for less than half a second! The airflow from the flipping paper even blew the bangs on Shiyu's forehead.
"Hey! You guy!"
Utaha Kasumigaoka finally couldn't help it anymore. She felt that her hard work was being treated as child's play, and she wanted to grab the original manuscript as soon as she slammed the table. "You are not reading at all! What are you doing..."
"Pah."
Lin Xiao gently pressed the last page of the manuscript with one hand and slowly raised his head. There was no trace of perfunctoryness in his dark eyes, but an absolute calmness comparable to that of a supercomputer.
"Exactly 2 minutes and 49 seconds."
Lin Xiao neatly pushed the manuscript back to Shiyu, and crossed his fingers lightly. "Senior sister, not only did I finish reading it, I even wrote down the wrong punctuation mark for you in the third paragraph on page 47."
Looking at Lin Xiao's calm face, Utaha Kasumigaoka was stunned, and then sneered, "Since you want to pretend to the end, well. Tell me, what do you think of this novel?"
Faced with this kind of spot check that hit his soul, Lin Xiao showed a calm smile on his lips.
"Because of his low self-esteem, the male protagonist rejected the second female lead's confession and turned to look for the mysterious heroine. You used a whole page of rhetoric to describe the male protagonist's inner struggle and the rainy scene outside, trying to create a poignant sense of fate."
Shiyu's pupils shrank slightly. He actually looked at it seriously!
However, before she could be surprised, Lin Xiao's next words were like an extremely sharp scalpel, mercilessly cutting through all the pretense of her novel.
"But senior sister, please forgive me."
Lin Xiao put away his smile and his eyes became sharp, "From a reader's perspective, this plot is simply terrible. The male protagonist's struggle seems extremely hypocritical and cowardly. You gave him the label of Asasi, but made him look like a wooden man who can only escape at critical moments."
"The most fatal thing is the shaping of the heroine."
Lin Xiao stared into Shiyu's eyes with burning eyes. "When you wrote this character, you put too many personal emotions into it. You longed for her to control the situation like a queen, but deep down, you were afraid that the male protagonist would really be snatched away by others, so you added all kinds of tsundere inner drama of "worrying about gains and losses" in the plot."
"This sense of fragmentation makes the whole book read like the self-impressions of a coward who wears a mask of arrogance, but is actually worrying about gains and losses in a corner."
"If in today's online literature market, this kind of grinding rhythm and awkward emotional pull, the third chapter would be scolded by readers and they would abandon the book directly."
Dead silence.
There was deathly silence in the booth of the izakaya.
Utaha Kasumigaoka bit her lower lip tightly and grasped the edge of the table with both hands.
During this whole year of creation, she got stuck countless times and felt that something was wrong with the plot countless times, but she could never find the reason. The editor would only praise her writing skills, and the fans would only praise her character.
Only the boy in front of me, who hadn't even read for three minutes, tore off her fig leaf without mercy and stripped her of her pitiful inferiority and arrogance hidden behind the words!
Not only did he understand the novel, he even understood Utaha Kasumigaoka himself who wrote the novel!
Seeing the senior sister's shaky look, as if she was about to cry, Lin Xiao knew that she had taken this strong medicine a bit too hard.
He sighed and his tone became gentle again.
"However, although the rhythm and male protagonist are a mess, it is undeniable that, senior sister, your control of words is still genius level."
Lin Xiao looked at Shiyu's wine-red eyes that were slightly red due to shock, and raised the oolong tea in his hand with a smile:
"This is the trial reading evaluation I gave. Is this reading report, which is a year late, still considered a passing grade? Teacher Utaha Kasumigaoka."
"..."
Utaha Kasumigaoka stared blankly at the young man in front of him.
"You are as vicious as ever and show no mercy, junior Lin Xiao."
She picked up the cup of plum drink on the table and gently touched the tea cup in Lin Xiao's hand, making a crisp jingle sound.
"However, I accept your criticism. This long-overdue evaluation... is very valuable."
Utaha Kasumigaoka held his chin with one hand, leaning forward slightly, his charming eyes staring deeply at Lin Xiao, and his voice was lazy and seductive:
"Since you have made my hard work worthless, as compensation... for the next rewriting stage, Lin Xiao, junior fellow student, you must be responsible to the end."
"Huh? Still want to read?" Lin Xiao suddenly felt a big headache.
"Writing is really troublesome."
"Of course, there can be commission. Or you can order something else..."
Seeing the senior sister in black stockings pressing closer and closer in front of her, Lin Xiao sighed helplessly, took a sip of oolong tea, and her eyes suddenly became a little vicissitudes of life.
"Actually, senior sister."
Lin Xiao put down the teacup, with a sigh that had experienced the world in his tone, "To tell you the truth, I have written novels before, and I even had the great dream of becoming a famous "great writer" Japan."
"Huh?"
Utaha Kasumigaoka was stunned for a moment, and the great curiosity and desire to win instantly ignited in those beautiful eyes.
"Lin Xiao junior has actually written a light novel? I really didn't realize that." She moved slightly closer, and the smile on her lips became thicker.
"I wonder if you can let me read your masterpiece? Since you criticized me so miserably, your own work must be a masterpiece that can be recorded in history, right?"
"Forget it, it's not very good." Lin Xiao decisively looked away and waved his hands repeatedly.
"???"
Utaha Kasumigaoka raised his eyebrows, thinking he was being shy, "Why? Is it because the writing style is too immature, or maybe he wrote some weird and shameless harem fantasy, so he was embarrassed to show it to me, a senior?"
"No, the writing and plot are definitely on the level of a tear-jerking masterpiece."
Lin Xiao shook his head, his expression became strange, even with a trace of lingering pain in his balls:
"The main reason is... I excitedly took the printed manuscript and was about to go to the publishing house to submit it for publication. But when I turned around, I met the hero and heroine of my novel on the side of the road."
"????"
Utaha Kasumigaoka The hand holding the plum drink froze in mid-air, and a row of huge question marks slowly appeared on his forehead.
"You... what did you say?" Shiyu felt that she might have heard wrong, "Did you meet... the hero and heroine from the novel you wrote on the street?"
What kind of terrible excuse for rejection is this?! Even if you don't want to show it, you actually made up such nonsense that even a three-year-old child doesn't believe!
"Sister, I know this sounds outrageous, but it's true." Lin Xiao sighed sincerely, "In order not to be regarded as a perverted stalker, I had no choice but to throw the manuscript into the trash can on the spot, and my dream of becoming a great writer ended."