Are You Born Again?

"Me too..." Ying Lili suddenly became excited: "That's why I'm so persistent! Is this funny?! Yes - now just copy a manga that will appear in the future and become popular It’s fine, but this is my dream! How could I do this!?!!”

Chapter 99 My wife wants to draw manga!

I'm just interpreting my dream, is this the answer of Sawamura Eriri?

After hearing this answer, Hikigu couldn't help but fell into deep thought, a question swirling back and forth in his mind: Shall I help or not?

In front of her eyes, Ying Lili still looked very angry, and her reaction was also reasonable. After being poked on the street for so many years, of course it would explode.

Bi Qigu thought to himself, it was his young self who was suddenly said in Zongwu High School: You guy who can't find friends.

Then, you have to be uncomfortable too, right?Although on the surface it seems to be just laugh it off.

all in all……

Clap clap——Hikigaya raised his hands and started clapping.

Sawamura Eriri stared at Hikigaya with wide eyes, and was even at a loss.

"Zai Li, don't talk about helping you, just talking about this awareness, I agree with it very much." He paused: "After so many years of persistence, how much temptation is it after being reborn? You actually persisted, you can't be judged by appearances This applause is my encouragement to you, after all, what you said just now is absolutely perfect."

"what the hell!"

Ying Lili turned her head and muttered, is this guy here to laugh at me?But...it doesn't seem to be the case.

We've known each other for so many years, so I'm sure I won't be sarcasm, but there are still a lot of hints in my words.

She pursed her lips and shook her feet unconvinced.

"Huh? Is this guy waiting for me to lend a helping hand? You can understand it at a glance... But I can't help with such a personal matter as storytelling, right?"

Bi Qigu couldn't help being dumbfounded, he coughed, Ying Lili turned her head to look at him, and the two of them stared wide-eyed.

"Just help you... Let me put it very clearly, it's impossible. You want me to pay for the fare for you. I will pay for this. I will buy a game console for you to vent. I also bought it. In the end, I even paid for the pizza. It’s all done by me, these are trivial things—but writing is the path of life for someone with my profession, I hope you can understand the importance of this before listening to my next sentence.”

Hearing Hikigu's speech, Yinglili couldn't help pricking up her ears, and turned her body to point at him—because Hikigu spoke seriously, which is rare in a hundred years.

"Let's say it first, this sentence is because you have been fighting for so many years and we are friends, so don't think too much." After emphasizing this matter again and again, Bi Qigu said: "Private goods, They are all extreme private goods, I, starting from the perspective of Biqigu, private goods to non-existent private goods.

Every person in Takumi is unique and may be categorized, but there are decisive differences in subtleties.

So I think that no matter who it is, they can write something unique, and that is the only thing the other party can write.

In my opinion, your previous creations, whether it is the best-scoring "Super Fighter", or "I'm a Delinquent Boy Who Am I Afraid of?" ", are all copying.

Facing: Hot Tags—You Yinglili is copying. "

Sawamura Eriri couldn't help but blushed, and felt her face was getting hot—it was right!

So she abandoned those previous self-views, completely relieved and continued to listen.

Hikigaya stared straight at her: "Look, you, Sawamura Spencer Eriri, are neither bad boys nor fighters, and your works are extremely empty-don't think readers can't see it In a thousand people, there are always people with sharp eyesight, and in fact there are quite a few such people.

At this time, your vague content is over-like a person who has never been in love writing about love, then love becomes a gimmick, and the real content is the person's [delusion], [ longing], not love itself.

You, Sawamura Eriri, can't write about love affairs, fighters, and bad boys. After all, you don't know what these things are.

Because you are not!You don’t understand anything at all, you don’t understand anything, you can only keep labeling it and inject some irrelevant water into it, even if you make a pleasing character because of your sophisticated painting skills, readers will It is given because the content is not good: you can see it or not. "

pat.

Ying Lili's tears flowed from her eye sockets at some point, and dripped down her fair and transparent cheeks onto the back of her hands.

Yes, it's all been said...

At first, it was because the submissions were constantly rejected, and then my mood became worse and worse. I don't know when my attitude towards [manga] changed.

After trying to add some popular tag content, although it passed the review smoothly, when the first chapter ended and the next chapter began...

Sawamura Eriri was stunned.

Ying Lili found that she didn't know the content of this label at all, and couldn't guess or even understand the meaning of the two things [I want to be a great fighter] and [I'm bad but I'm proud].

She doesn't think fighters are handsome. Doesn't it stink from sweating all day long?What's so good about it.

Don't you even think that bad boys are just an excuse for not studying?It's just wearing a layer of skin and doing evil, what's the point?

In love, she only knows the taste of unrequited love, and she has no idea about the actual relationship between lovers.

Then what else can I write?

Therefore, after Sawamura Eriri finished the first chapter, she was extremely confused about the follow-up content, and she didn't even know what to use to fill it up.

She is like a soldier who has lost his target on the battlefield. He can't even distinguish the signs of friendly forces. He points the gun in his hand at any visible target and shoots wildly—or in other words: pouring water.

There is no doubt that readers and editors are fair. People who read comics just hope that the content can make them happy. This is the greatest justice and selflessness. There is not even a little impurity in it, pure as hell.

——Ying Lili is constantly being cut in half.

"Okay, Tari, I'm almost done."

Hikigu thought for a while, and added: "We are all creators, and creation is the most personal thing in this world, so I won't give you any conclusions, because I don't think I can make a conclusion about Eri Sawamura, so .... If you have doubts in the future, I welcome you to ask questions. All in all, as long as you continue to pursue your dreams with this attitude, I will spend some insignificant time to help you solve some small problems. "

"Hmm..." Ying Lili murmured softly.

"Then I'll go to sleep again. You still have things to do during the day, so you can just paint by yourself." Hikigu said, "You'd better go to bed earlier, and maintaining a good mental outlook is also what creators should do."

pat.

He closed the door and continued rolling out of bed.

Ying Lili sat on the spot for a while, feeling a surge of enthusiasm in her heart for some reason.

——The desire to create is constantly rising.

Ah, how long has it been since I felt this way!

Drawing a book and drawing a long-form manga are two different things. After being rejected continuously, I was beaten to pieces... My desire to create almost zero was also squeezed away by those 'labels'.

Now, what is it about this flame that has rekindled in my heart? !

"Hikigaya, I want to draw manga!"

Her tears stayed down again, and because there was no second person in front of her, her lacrimal glands seemed to be uncontrollable.

Her family background allowed her to live without making money, but at this point in her life, she was no longer living to support herself.

To do something, not to do something, this kind of thought fills every corner of my heart.

I!want!painting!diffuse!painting!

Then, Sawamura Eriri put all the game discs bought by Hikigu in a box, then threw them into a drawer, and stood in front of the table and took a deep breath.

"Completely sealed!"

Snapped! --Hands together.

Then she lay down on the bed.

Ten minutes passed, but the excitement in my heart didn't disappear a bit.

"Go to sleep! Go to sleep! Go to sleep!!!"

"Ah, no, I can't sleep..."

The surging creative desire is like a super tsunami, raging in the ocean of Sawamura Eiri's mind.

At this time, she remembered what Hikigu Hachiman said - you just need to be yourself, everyone has a work of their own.

The creator of life is only you.

Thinking of this, Sawamura Eriri did not continue to sleep. She stood up and opened her bag, took out her notebook and drawing board, and started her own, even endless, battle.

——In this way, Tari started off again.

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The dawn sun slowly rose above the horizon.

The bright sunlight illuminates the greater Tokyo area, and this world-class city is gradually recovering.

The moment she opened her eyes, Bai Chuanjing's busy day began. She was only halfway through wearing the fat time, so she put on the top, shrugged her shoulders to make the clothes fit into her body, and at the same time, stretched out her hand to lift the fat time up, and finally used the last Put on the skirt quickly.

She unplugged the usb charging cable from the phone, carried the package that she had prepared before going to bed last night, and the first time she arrived at the sink, she brushed her teeth and made a call at the same time.

Bai Chuanjing was like a mature warrior, fighting against time. About 15 seconds later, Arakawa connected the phone.

"Hello? Bai Chuan, what's the matter?"

"Ms. Hikigu asked me to go to Chiba today. I may not be able to submit the online promotion plan on time. Please forgive me!"

"Oh, then just hand it over to me when you have time, and within this week—it must be handed over, understand?"

"Understood, Editor-in-Chief Arakawa, I wish you a happy day at work. Goodbye." - At the same time as he hung up the phone, Bai Chuanjing had actually been slurring just now, and his mouth was filled with white foam.

Bah, bah, bah... She spit out the toothpaste-smelling water, took a minute to solve the rest, and came to the car for work.

Driving up to the highway, looking at the crowded road in the morning, there was a traffic jam, but Bai Chuanjing was relieved from the bottom of his heart.

Hey, my mother... I can finally take it easy.

"No, no... I have to talk to Mr. Hikigu about a new project today, but I'm not prepared at all, what should I do?"

I can't go on like this, and I absolutely can't let Hikigaya-sensei feel disappointed in me... I have to cheer up!

Bai Chuanjing, come on!

But in the final analysis, I don't even know the novel at all, and I can only say innocuous words like 'it's interesting'.

She couldn't understand how it started.

I am also a female college student, not the main audience of light novels.

Simply asking three questions, Bai Chuanjing felt that she had become a mentally handicapped person.

With such a disturbed mood, when she arrived in Chiba, it was already 10:30 in the morning, and it was approaching lunch time. She didn't even have breakfast, but arrived at the downstairs of Hikigu's house according to the address, and then hurried I bought a few buttered steamed buns and a ham sausage in the commissary, and settled the matter.

At the same time, Hikigu had just finished brushing his teeth when he received a call from Bai Chuanjing.

"I'm here! Teacher Hikigu, I'm downstairs."

"Well... wait for me for 5 minutes, and I will go down immediately."

Hikigu carried the garbage bag and looked at Yinglili's room before leaving. She fell asleep lying on the table.