"By the way, Kasumigaoka-senpai, I have already sent him the complete initial text of all the routes about the script needed for the game made by An Yi."

Mu Feng suddenly turned his head and said to Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu, who had been drinking coffee silently and playing with his mobile phone.

"What?" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu frowned slightly, put down the coffee, and asked with a doubtful look on his face.

"You've written it all? How is it possible, how many words of text have you written?"

"240,000 words." Mu Feng said flatly

"A total of five female characters' plot lines, and all the plot lines of a hidden line, An Yi is very satisfied, and it is also very happy to give money."

Probably it was Mu Feng's "education" that severely stimulated this dead house classmate. After all, the motivation from the same **** is more effective than the opposite sex, especially the opposite **** who has a good impression of him.

An Yilun can actually be very wealthy too. Think about the top manga critic UP masters who are in the group, and measure their income. Even if he can't compare to the top streamers with more than 5 million fans, he has a considerable fan base and An Yilun, who has the characteristics of a liver emperor, can easily make up for most of the neon office workers as long as he lets go of his reserved money.

To say that this guy is a **** is a very biased thing, at least he was able to achieve his level in one area in high school, and there are definitely not many people in the whole country. I guess there is no way out of this bad money.

And this guy didn't have much bad money to tell the truth, and he didn't receive advertisements, which is quite a bit... Perseverance.

Although I personally don't like this guy's character, he is indeed a very useful tool. He has a large number of fans on the Internet, but he is a good helper in promoting the ID of 'Dawn Qing'.

"This is impossible!" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's voice was raised an octave, and she stood up from the table.

"How could you have a time code of 240,000 words in just seven days?"

One of the main reasons why she came with Machida Yuanzi today is that she hopes to reach an agreement and cooperation with this junior who looks like a ruthless character with a smiling face.

She is greedy for An Yi Lun, she is very honest, in order to ensure that her heroine achieves a perfect ending of pure love without the elements of the Tauren, she must kill all possible opponents while brushing the integrity.

The lost golden retriever and the woman who didn't exist were really not too strong opponents, but An Yi Lun was really not good at it, and it was naturally helpless to join his joking game club.

If you don't join, you can't integrate into the circle, especially after Mu Feng, a perfect substitute that is easy to use and has a better writing style than her, appeared, she was full of a sense of identity crisis.

The lost dog as the original painting and ASSASSIN as the reference for the model and heroine can't find a replacement, she is not the same. If she continues to pretend to be arrogant and arrogant, then she is afraid that she will not even have the chance to enter the arena.

Fortunately, Mu Feng is a man, a normal man with no interest in fencing. In addition, the part of the writer who is also a writer and his sympathy and the performance of the other party's courage in seeing righteousness, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu actually has a good impression of Mu Feng.

But the premise is that Mu Feng does not destroy her goal.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu intends to take this opportunity to 'grace' him to let this junior obediently quit the game production and let her maintain her irreplaceable identity. The benefits are of course indispensable. As a peer and senior, of course, I will take good care of him.

But now it's more than just letting him quit, the other party has already sealed her throat with a sword and let her quit!

"Nothing is impossible... Thank you." Mu Feng picked up the cappuccino, took a sip, and shrugged.

"You may not know the daily update volume of web writers in our country. Two thousand words a day are the living dead, five thousand words are salted fish that are not ideal, ten thousand words are barely starting, and thirty thousand words are chasing dreams. , 50,000 words can be said to be among the ranks of 'diligence'."

"If it's too much, I can code the amount of words you can't finish in a month, senpai. 240,000 words in seven days, only a little more than 30,000 words a day, it's really not difficult."

Although Mu Feng's words are slightly exaggerated, they are indeed the truth. Compared with the update volume of domestic online writers, the updates of light novel authors can be said to be appalling.

Speaking of which, I have to blame a certain blood-red old ghost of ancient web articles. Before him, the authors of the web articles belonged to the salted fish frequency that was updated every two or three days or a week, which was similar to that of the authors of light novels. Guys start with 10,000 words a day, and the update volume of the online text industry is like a chicken blood...

Four thousand words a day can meet the minimum attendance requirement, which is a matter of course on the domestic website, and it is called life-threatening in the neon love novel world.

"Classmate Mu Feng has also written online articles?" Machida Yuanzi said with great interest. As a professional editor, she has investigated the online article industry with a high degree of similarity in the light novel industry, and even taught herself Chinese to "investigate" over the wall.

What Mu Feng said is a bit exaggerated, but it is by no means an exaggeration. The update volume of Huaguo’s online articles is unimaginable for light novel authors. Its endless routines and self-competition are eliminated and updated at a very high frequency. After all, the market of 1.3 billion people is very high. , the competition is too fierce.

Mu Feng smiled and nodded, while Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's face was very ugly.

She never expected that the crystal at home would not be blown up by Xiao Sao's hoof, but it was blown up by a meteorite flying from outside the sky!

"But senior, you don't really need to care." Mu Feng glanced at Xiazhiqiu Shiyu and smiled.

"I only received the money for the initial manuscript. In the contract signed with An Yi, I did not undertake the obligation to revise the manuscript submitted to Party A. Sister, you can review and change my manuscript, or directly approve it and rewrite it. share."

"...Should I thank you?" Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu narrowed her slender red eyes, looking at Mu Feng's dangerous rays of light

"In an emotional sense - yes." Mu Feng crossed his hands and tilted his head.

"I have no intention of interfering with the four-sided relationship between you and Sawamura-kun, Kato-kun and An Yi-kun, um... It doesn't seem to be Sifang, maybe it's a five-pointed star? In short, please don't have any feelings for An Yi-kun. problems and destroy our friendship with each other."

Even though he ruthlessly slapped the little white An Yilun, who had little social experience, on the contract documents, Mu Feng did not feel any guilt, and even said to Shiyu of Xiazhiqiu confidently.

The latter wanted to scold people with a vicious tongue, but Mu Feng was right, he did help him in various senses. Although he cheated her future boyfriend, he did help her.

Moreover, things like swearing with a vicious tongue ... are also useful to An Yilun, but for this man who exudes a dangerous old-yin ratio like Ichimaru Gin and Sato, I am afraid it is useless.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu could only suffer from this loss, and did not speak in a sullen mood.

"Okay, Miss Machida, it's time to get to the point."

Mu Feng crossed his hands and said to Machida Yuanzi kindly, but he seemed to have taken the lead.

Machida Yuanzi's head broke down in cold sweat, and in just a few words, this guy went directly from the passive position of the candidate to a strange active position. This is not a change of position, but a change of temperament.

Facing this smiling high school student, Machida Yuanko was as nervous as facing her immediate boss.

"This is my humble work that I hope you can give a correct evaluation."

Mu Feng took out the 400,000-word manuscript that had already been prepared, held it in both hands and handed it over.

Machida Yuanzi took it with a cold sweat on his head. After seeing the name, he was stunned for a moment.

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ps: daily ticket request

Chapter 25 24. The spirit of mutation

"Your condition is very bad right now."

Just when Mu Feng flipped through his phone to watch the fight video, the system said bluntly in his mind.

"You wear the fantasy suit too often. The effect of that fantasy suit on you is too deep. If it goes on like this, you will be assimilated by its spirit sooner or later."

Mu Feng's movement of pressing the phone froze for a while, but he casually said to the system in his mind

"Assimilation, what will happen? Is it not good to be a calm and realistic person? Or do you want me to be enthusiastic, and then honestly get into your traps?"

The system hesitated for a moment, sighed lightly, and said helplessly.

"I've never seen someone like you. Obviously the company and I have no urgency for you at all. You have three chances of failure, and you have plenty of time, but why do you have to force yourself so eagerly?"

"Because I don't want my fate to be controlled by others for a single minute." Mu Feng said coldly

"I hate the situation where my life is not even under my control. I just hope that you can get out of my head as soon as possible, and I will go back to my world as soon as possible!"

The system is right, Mu Feng's spirit is very abnormal, or other aspects of him are actually normal, but there is only one kind of mental cleanliness that is too strong to be strong.

This kind of mental cleanliness can't be manifested in normal times, but after the system was settled, especially after he used Podoldo's suit to magnify the spiritual aspect of rational skills, this mental cleanliness became particularly serious.

The system is silent, in any case, this is the irreversible huge problem between it and Mu Feng.

"...But anyway, I suggest you, don't be so aggressive."

The system sighed helplessly

"Your spirit is not so tough and stable, and you are too eroded by the thinking of the fantasy suit, you will be hopeless sooner or later."

"It's not like the guy who recommended that kind of thing to me can say." Mu Feng sneered.

"Although I am very grateful to you for letting me live with more peace of mind, so I can 'rent' that thing with the few evaluation points I have, but the mental erosion caused by the clothes is much higher. "

The system no longer spoke, and Mu Feng didn't speak either. It was a long embarrassment in this intimate combination that existed because of various reluctances.

"...Well, what I said is a bit too much." Mu Feng sighed in his heart, and sighed wearily.

"I've tried to believe you, but I can't... You say the world is safe, but what I feel is strangeness everywhere."

"Every cell in my body is telling me that this is not the world I am familiar with, this is a parallel world that I don't know what it looks like. You, the thing that brought me into this unfamiliar territory, are the people I am most familiar with. '."

He silently removed Qing Qing's equipment hidden under his clothes.

The system is right, he is really overly nervous and a little overly worried. He feels uneasy and repelled by everything that is unfamiliar around him, and he only feels when he wears the equipment that can bring him extreme calm. Peace of mind.

Such as Sponge did his best to absorb knowledge and strengthen himself, but only to relieve this unspeakable uneasiness. The strong unease made it difficult for him to maintain his own rationality, and he was unwilling to believe any superfluous sensibility generated in this world .

In other words, he was actually 'addicted' to that state of absolute rationality and absolute calmness in his brain.

The same is true today. If he changed to his original self, it would not necessarily make this meeting beneficial to him, but at least he would not let Shiyu of Kasumigaoka just go away so directly.

Although I can't talk about liking or disliking this senior, but I know someone who has helped me, so I shouldn't be so overbearing.

The absolute calm state brought about by Dawn Qing's fantasy suit was lifted, and what struck Mu Feng's heart was a deep sense of exhaustion and anxiety.

"They are all very good works... Each one is of the grand prize level."

Machida Yuanzi put down several works in his hand, sighed, and then took out a copy

"Especially this book, you should have borrowed the general framework from the Harry Potter series. Although the protagonist is Chinese, it is indeed a rare and well-written work of realistic campus magic."

"Then I'll trouble Miss Machida. Just let me know how to deal with it."

Mu Feng got up suddenly, left the money made by AA to pay the bill, nodded slightly towards Machida Yuanzi and left. Machida Yuanzi looked at his leaving back, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Strange, why did he suddenly look so tired?

Don't know why, but it's rude to delve into things that others don't want to say. Machida Yuanzi sorted out the novel in her hand, took the one she specially ordered, and whispered softly.

"The name is a bit strange, and it's not very suitable for the naming of light novels..."

Mu Feng, who returned home with a drowsy mind, fell asleep, but did not see a pair of eyes watching him silently as he returned home.

"Lonely and restless soul." The melodious voice of a young man smiled softly.

"Lonely and restless child."

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"Mu Fengsang, the script outline you wrote is really good! But there are a few points that I think should be revised..."

On Monday morning, Mu Feng, who came to the classroom with a heavy head like a stone, was greeted by Yi Lun's greetings.

Mu Feng was too lazy to say anything, he just responded with a ummmmmmmm, he felt as if he had fallen into a withdrawal reaction after taking off Liming Qing's suit.

In the past, although he didn't always wear a full set of Dawn Qing's equipment, he always wore nearly half of Dawn's fantasy suit under the school uniform.

So although he doesn't maintain that kind of absolute calm all the time, most of the time he can overwhelm rationality over sensibility.

That feeling is really wonderful, there are no disturbing emotions, no unnecessary love and hate, positive emotions or negative emotions, they are all suppressed under rationality and only appear when needed.

The most important thing is to be able to overcome the anxiety in Mu Feng's heart very well.

But the system was right, he couldn't maintain this abnormal state all the time. After listening to the system's words, Mu Feng, who honestly took off this suit, was almost entering a withdrawal reaction.

He hadn't slept well last night, had a nightmare all night, and used willpower to force himself not to wear that suit.

"But Mu Fengsang, did you offend Senior Sister?"

An Yilun also asked with some doubts.

"Senior sister invited me out to read the script yesterday afternoon, and she said a lot of bad things about you, Mu Fengsang."

"Really? That's probably what I said, like your relationship with her."

Mu Feng rubbed his swollen temples, a little irritated.

"I don't want to get involved in your kid's affairs! Your girl named Sawamura and Kasumigaoka-senpai both like you, don't you think, then you kid should be clear about what you say, and you will be punished sooner or later if you use people as a tool, or say you If you like that Kato Megumi, just go to A directly, don't need mother-in-law or mother-in-law!"

Mu Feng doesn't want to listen to any stupid teenage kid's moaning love problems anymore

An Yilun also blushed all of a sudden, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, arguing, "How can a friend help a tool person? Dream thing... can it be called a use!"

One after another is difficult to understand, such as "beautiful encounter", "best GALGAME" and other difficult things, in a word, Mu Feng is even more irritable after listening to it.

If it weren't for the fact that this kid still has a little use as a propaganda tool, Mu Feng would be a slap in the face.

"Mu Jun, do you have a cold?"

It was Yan Ye who was caring at the side, Mu Feng shook his head and sighed.

"It's just a headache... I didn't sleep well yesterday."

It's not that he didn't sleep well, or that he didn't say anything at all. He was tossed to death by the nightmare last night. The key is that he forgot the content of the nightmare after waking up.

"Ah, that's it, then if you really can't stand it, go back. I'll ask the teacher for leave for you."

Facing Yan Ye's concerned eyes, Mu Feng shook his head and forced a smile.

"Forget it, it's just a small matter..."

At this moment, a girl with a rustic twist and a pair of black-framed eyes walked over with her head lowered and sat in the seat in front of Mu Feng.