It’s another new week, and for some, maybe Sunday is the beginning of the week, but for students, Monday is the beginning of the week.

Last night’s rain first stopped, and the streets of the early morning were still covered with traces of undried rain, but thanks to its blessing, it dispelled the September heat, and the wisps of breeze hit the heart.

Izumi Kinomoto walked down the street with his school bag on his back, yawning from time to time, looking like he hadn’t slept well.

Indeed, he slept late last night.

But this time it’s not because of the liver mobile game, nor because of make-up homework.

Compared to his previous life, Neon’s homework here is not a lot, even if Kinomoto Izumi only started writing last night, he still finished it before ten o’clock.

The reason for his this was a phone call, a phone call from his father, Kinomoto.

“Izumi, you can start writing novels, but be sure to vote for our Fujimi Bunko! After all, you can’t miss the Fujimi Bunko Awards this December! ”

Izumi Kinomoto’s first reaction when he heard it was disbelief, followed by ecstasy!

Although I don’t know how his father, who has never allowed him to write novels, suddenly allowed it, but he doesn’t want to delve into it, he just knows that now he can write novels!

In fact, Kinomoto also asked Izumi Kinomoto to be good, it is not for nothing that he debuted as a light novelist in junior high school, but there were too few successes, on the one hand, his own lack of knowledge, on the other hand, the writing was too immature to control the text well.

Kinomoto has read some of the story outlines written by Izumi Kinomoto, the content ideas are very amazing, but the pen power is slightly insufficient, coupled with various considerations such as protecting Izumi Kinomoto, Izumi Kinomoto has several requests to write novels that have been rejected by Kinomoto.

Although Izumi Kinomoto could bypass Kinomoto to submit to other libraries, he gave up after thinking about it.

It’s really not necessary!

The original intention of writing my own novels is to let those works that shine in their past lives also bloom in this world, and they do not have to be written.

After all, no one knows that he comes from a world full of novels, and no one forces him to reproduce the works of that world, and if he can do his best, he can only feel some regrets in his heart.

After arguing with his father several times without success, Izumi Kinomoto’s heart for writing novels gradually faded.

If you don’t write, don’t write!

Life is not like that, although the Kinomoto Izumi family is not a rich and noble family, but in general, there are still few assets, at least the usual food, clothing, housing and travel are worry-free.

In this case, the salted fish heart of Kinomoto Spring begins to attack.

Oh, now eat and dress well, then why don’t you want to write a novel!

If you want to work hard without saying a word, a little laziness and the danger of being locked up in a small black room, why bother!

Now how nice it is to paddle every day and play games! Why do you have to suffer that burden!

Is the game not fragrant, or is it too floating?

Izumi Kinomoto, who originally thought that he had put down, woke up in his previously silent heart after receiving a call from his father!

And more violently than ever!

The enthusiasm for the novel, under the long-term suppression of Kinomoto Izumi, this moment, like a river bursting its embankment, is out of control!

He, if he wants to write a novel, he must write a novel!

The agitated Izumi Kinomoto doesn’t even know what his father said next, he only knows that he can write a novel!

After hanging up the phone, Izumi Kinomoto took out a notebook that he regarded as a treasure, and wrote it all over the treasures of his previous life, and flipped through the pages.

If it wasn’t for Kinomoto coming to Chagang in the end and forcibly letting Kinomoto Izumi sleep, he might have to stay up all night again!

Even so, Izumi Kinomoto, who was lying on the bed, couldn’t help himself, and although I couldn’t look at it, I thought in my head that it was okay!

This thought is the middle of the night!

What fighting horse, what Taiyongtai, what Asassi male protagonist, countless ideas passed through Kinomoto’s mind.

Izumi Kinomoto, who finally fell asleep, himself does not know.

So, Izumi Kinomoto has become the current state of yawning while walking.

Although I am a little tired physically, I am extremely excited!

With this excitement, Izumi Kinomoto walked to the classroom and found that Megumi Kato was still sitting in the classroom early as before.

“Good morning, Kato!”

“Good morning!” Kato Megumi responded lightly, and then glanced at Kinomoto Izumi and said, “Did Kinomoto-kun pick up the money on the way here?” ”

“How is it possible! Just a happy thing yesterday! Izumi Kinomoto refuted Megumi Kato’s joke, explaining.

“Yes?” After speaking, Kato Megumi glanced at Kinomoto Izumi, and his gaze returned to his textbook, without picking up Kinomoto’s words.

Izumi Kinomoto felt that he punched the cotton, and he couldn’t use it, and he felt unspeakable, originally he wanted Megumi Kato to take the initiative to ask him what happy things happened, but now it seems that he can only take the initiative to say it!

“Kato, I’m telling you, I’m going to…”

Before Kinomoto could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the class bell.

Because he was too excited yesterday, Izumi Kinomoto woke up very late today, so he arrived at the classroom and was almost about to start class, and before he could talk to Kato much, the class bell rang.

Along with the class bell, Shizuki Hiratsuka, who was dressed in a white coat, walked into the classroom, and at a glance he saw Izumi Kinomoto who had not yet had time to turn around, and glared at him fiercely.

In this regard, Kinomoto Izumi could only smile, quickly turned around, and sat upright, looking like I was a good baby.

From the moment Hiratsuka glared at herself, Kinomoto Izumi not only felt the resentment of a thirty-year-old woman’s failed blind date, but also felt an aura of death coming towards him, which made Kinomoto Izumi dare not skin again.

That’s right, our Jing cute failed on another blind date yesterday!

The most hateful thing is that the man said a few cool words when he finally left, which made Hiratsuka Jing’s originally somewhat bad mood even worse.

This bad mood continues to this day, which is why the students of Class A have suffered for one year, and they can obviously feel that the air pressure in the classroom is much lower as soon as the class starts.

In this regard, they dare not say or move! They all made the appearance that I was a good student, staring at the blackboard with all their attention, not daring to be distracted at all.

Hiratsuka Shizune was very satisfied to see her students taking classes so seriously.

Sure enough, I was born to be a teacher!

Look at these students below, how serious they listen!


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