lost narrative poem

Chapter 12 What should come will always come

Anyway, it was all kinds of mistakes, and at that time, Xia Ran also felt that the memory of dreams might be her golden finger in life, so she finally embarked on this path.

But it’s not like copying it mechanically. After all, although Xia Ran’s memory is much higher than that of normal people, it has a limit. It is absolutely impossible to memorize tens of millions of words by heart and recite them backwards. degree.

Moreover, the time and space backgrounds in the dream are like the earth in the parallel world, which is not to say that they are completely the same. In some terrible world lines, there are even huge changes like the Chinese football team winning the World Cup, which is shocking enough. The kind where the reincarnation team is wiped out...

So it’s not that everything can be copied mechanically, and maybe one will make a mistake in history or background if one is not careful.

Therefore, if we look at it from this aspect, Xia Ran's relevant skill level has actually been honed to a very high level, which means that he can re-polish and fill in the content according to a general theme, and reach a very high level. close to the original.

——In a sense, An Yilun also came to him because of the "propositional composition", maybe he really found the right person.

——It's just that An Yilun probably didn't think about it at all. About every work of the teacher he admires so far, almost every work has been labeled as "healing" and "divine unfolding".

For example, in Lily, which should be full of cuteness and love, just finished saying "There is nothing to be afraid of", and the result immediately appeared such a terrifying plot of being bitten off by a monster...

For example, in the royal works that should have coexisted blood and mecha elements, vigorously fighting against fate, in the end, all human beings turned into LCL, and the whole world was full of fresh blood...

for example……

If the manic fans didn't know the address, they would have been eager to send blades to this damned murderer. If this guy with obvious mental problems and dedicated to hurting readers' hearts could help——

So what kind of tragic scene will the so-called beautiful girl game that will be made in the end be?

But Xia Ran himself doesn't really want to help in this matter, because it represents trouble in various senses, and he is a person who hates trouble very much, which can be seen from his usual behavior come out.

Who would have known him if it hadn't been for the blockbuster last year's final exam?

Not even the classmates in the same class remember him. After all, a classmate who can't come to school for a few days a year is almost a ghost that only exists in the student roster. If he can be firmly remembered, It really became a campus ghost story.

However, it is obvious that he can't easily decide how this matter is going now based on his own preferences——

It's not because An Yilun directly found the Ministry of Service, it's no longer a request between individuals, but an entrustment that the society needs to accept.It is because of another identity of the other party that he gave Xia Ran a lot of help before.

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"Okay... This classmate An Yilun, I understand your commission. From the perspective of the club, we will not reject this commission, but there is still one thing that needs to be clarified."

Ten minutes later, Yukinoshita Yukino had already sat back on her chair, she said in a flat tone while looking at the proposal in her hand.

"That is, since you have chosen this method, it is a commission for the entire service department, and I judge that this commission should not be something that can be completed in a short time, so I cannot promise you anything, and it is impossible to ask Xia Ran Classmates must help you..."

When she said this, she paused slightly, and then continued: "I say this, can you understand?"

"I'm very sympathetic and it's actually helped a lot."

An Yilun also sat upright, answering this seriously.Naturally, he is very aware of how troublesome this matter is, and he doesn't feel that the world has to revolve around him.

So he also feels that the current result is already very good. He just hopes to ask a strong foreign aid to help relieve the pressure, but he doesn't want to order his respected teacher to work for him and do everything for him.

What's more, he originally hoped that he would really contribute to this matter and prove himself. Naturally, he would not wait for others to complete everything, and wait by himself... If this is the case, he will What are you fussing about?

Simply put, continue to maintain the previous rhythm of life, wait for new works to come out without any worries, and then enjoy other people's creations, why should I worry about it?

"Well, then... Xia Ran, what do you think?" Yukino nodded slightly, then turned to look at someone, and asked very plainly.

Xia Ran glanced at the girl, but his impression of her changed a little, but he still pushed his glasses, nodded, and agreed without showing much resistance:

"This... yes, I have no problem here."

An Yilun's special identity helped him save a lot of time in his initial stage and quickly gathered a lot of popularity, so now he needs to repay him no matter what.

It’s okay to say if you don’t know, but now that you know about it, Xia Ran really has no way to maintain the previous attitude and thoughts that have nothing to do with you...

Anyway, that's it, but Xia Ran could see Machida Sonoko's sinister intentions, and the editor in charge was using a roundabout tactic to indirectly remind him to update!Seeing that I have been paddling around, so I plan to use An Yilun's ideas to assign myself a proposition composition?

If I can't let that woman succeed, I have to change my name, but what should I use? ... Laoxu?mushroom?Dumplings?

The names of some famous playwrights and novelists that he had heard in other worlds flowed through Xia Ran’s mind. He was thinking about what kind of vest to use. get away.

After all, judging by the current mania of my fan base, it is estimated that the SAN value is about to bottom out. If I continue to blatantly kill them, it may really stimulate them to do some irrational and stupid things...

etc?Why do you want to kill and kill as a precondition, isn't this a beautiful girl game?

An Yilun also successfully achieved his goal, and left happily. It seemed to him that as long as the commission was issued, the whole matter would be a sure thing, and it could be regarded as a result destined to succeed.

Mrs. Hiratsuka also left with her. After all, she is not a student and does not need to participate in club activities. Seeing that the matter has come to an end, it is only natural that she chooses to leave directly.

But before she left, she called Xia Ran out on purpose, and gave a few words of advice, of course it was the same old saying.

The service department returned to silence, and Yukinoshita, who was alone, frowned slightly, looking at the so-called game plan book in her hand, as if this was an area that she couldn't understand even for an honor student.

But this is already very good, it is said that most of the girls hate otaku, especially some beautiful girl games... At least she didn't show any feeling of hatred.

After about a few minutes, the door of the activity room was knocked lightly twice.

"Please come in."

The girl said calmly, without raising her head, Mr. Hiratsuka would definitely not knock on the door, so only that person came back.

The door of the activity room was opened, Xia Ran walked in again, turned around and closed the door.Then he walked straight up to the girl, sighed and said:

"Student Yukinoshita, let me do this... well, I mean, at least I'm quite familiar with this aspect..."

"That's fine, then I'll leave it to you...Of course, I'll do my best to help."

The girl had no objection to this, she agreed straightforwardly, and did not try to be brave, but she did not intend to throw away the hot potato and throw all the troubles to others. She seemed to be planning to do her best within her own power Something you can do yourself.

Then, she closed the planning book in her hand, raised her head and handed it to the other party, but the arm she just stretched out paused slightly.

Because what appeared in front of her was a can of drinks. The surface of the can was a bright pattern of strawberry milk, and it was slightly cold, as if it had just been taken out of a vending machine.

"Vegetable Life 100 Strawberry Yogurt MIX...it should be this."

The girl couldn't react for a while, but Xia Ran didn't pause, and very naturally took the proposal from the other party's hand, stuffed the drink in by the way, and completed the exchange directly.

Then, he turned around and went back to the seat on the other side of him to sit down, frowning and spread out the proposal on his knees, then he took off the lid of the can of drink in his hand and took a sip.

Yukinoshita turned to look at him, her expression lost her usual coldness, as if she didn't know whether she should choose to refuse, but this was what she asked for before.

"……thanks."

After a while, she said this in a low voice, and finally even looked away.

Xia Ran felt that she seemed to have a vague grasp of the true character of this girl. Although she was cold and prickly on the surface, she lived up to her name, making people afraid to approach her like ice and snow, but it wasn't that she really didn't think about others.

This made him feel inexplicably much happier. After all, it was at least a good start.

Yukinoshita opened the book on her lap again, then held the can of drink with both hands, and gently reached out to brush the hair next to her ear from time to time. Her expression didn't seem too calm, probably because she wasn't used to accepting others. Kindness?

It was around this time that it was almost evening, the sunset outside the window became softer, the breeze swayed the curtains, and the activity room was very quiet with no sound.

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It's night time.

After returning home, Xia Ran quickly fell asleep after adjusting her emotions.

Keeping his consciousness clear, he appeared on a huge platform with a lonely wooden door standing on it. There was nothingness around the platform, and directly above was a soft pure white ball of light blooming.

(End of this chapter)