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Thinking of Yukino, Su Qing looked at the manuscript of the novel in his hand again, as if he could already see the signs of the coming storm.
A wooden base, right?
Pray fervently on the eve of Judgment Day.
Otherwise you'll definitely regret not submitting your work directly to a light novel website.
In short, may there be no snow in heaven...
Chapter 73 Judgment Day Arrives
The following afternoon, he served in the ministry.
Because Hikigaya had diarrhea and went to the toilet first, and Yui was nowhere to be found, Su Qing had to go to the activity room alone today.
Upon entering the classroom, Su Qing noticed that Yukinoshita, who had been sitting by the window, was still sitting upright in her chair, but she wasn't awake; she was dozing off.
How can one describe Yukinoshita's current state? Like a chick pecking at rice, her head would occasionally plummet like a rollercoaster due to the relaxation of her neck, only to return to its original position as if startled awake.
The usually bleak snow looks especially lovely at this moment; rather, this contrast is even more exciting.
However, Su Qing wasn't admiring the beauty beneath the snow; he was thinking...
How much work is done by gravity during this process? How much energy is lost?
This is how great physicists are made...
Okay, I've been doing way too many practice problems lately. Even with the experience of starting over, Su Qing still has to honestly pick up the forgotten knowledge again, which makes everything look a bit like a science model now.
Su Qing had no intention of waking Xue Zhixia; she simply went about her business quietly.
In fact, unless you are extremely tired, you are still conscious when you doze off, just vaguely.
If they were truly unaware, they would have fallen to the ground long ago. After all, people aren't springs; even springs deform if they exceed their elastic limit.
Wait a minute, did this guy stay up all night? Would he be this sleepy if he only stayed up until two or three in the morning?
Su Qing thought for a moment and decided to wake Yukinoshita. Then, a sudden creaking sound made Su Qing's nerves tense up.
Fortunately, Su Qing arrived near Yukinoshita in advance. If she had stayed in place, even with an agility of 8, she wouldn't have been able to react in time.
In an instant, a beauty was in his arms, soft and warm like jade, with a fragrant scent.
"Are you okay?"
After catching Xuexia, Su Qing quickly restored her to a balanced position.
At this moment, Yukinoshita finally reacted, her usually cold eyes widening in shock, and then she felt the heat of shame burning her ears.
"What do you think, Minister? How about placing a long table in the center of the activity room? It would make it easier for us to carry out club activities."
Su Qing didn't ask Xue Zhixia what time she went to sleep yesterday; she simply smiled and made this suggestion to her.
"...I think it's okay."
Yukinoshita brushed the hair that had fallen loose from her near fall behind her now reddened ears, and sat down again. However, instead of looking at Su Qing, she turned her face to the side and looked out the window.
Seeing that nothing serious had happened under the snow, Su Qing returned to her seat. The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, as if time had frozen, with only the soft sound of the breeze blowing through the curtains remaining.
After a while.
"Thank you."
It was Yukinoshita who spoke.
"Take care of your health and do what you can."
"I……"
Yukino stood up, clearly wanting to say something, but remembering her earlier embarrassment, she sat back down.
Then, still with her face turned to the side, she spoke softly.
"I understand."
A few minutes later.
"Hey hello~"
The energetic Yui made a dazzling appearance with a sweet smile.
"Where did you go? You're a bit late."
Su Qing asked.
"Hahaha... I was called over by the teacher because of something."
Yui playfully stuck out her little tongue and explained.
"Is it because you didn't do your homework? Or did you fail the quiz?"
These were the only reasons Su Qing could come up with.
"No, no! Does Xiaoqing think I'm an idiot?"
(Yui's expression changed.)
"Well, it's not that I think so."
(Yui feels much more relaxed.)
Isn't this an established fact?
(Yui, red and warm.)
"Little Snow~"
Yui, who had been bullied, stepped forward and gave Su Qing a small punch. Then she picked up a chair and sat down next to Yukinoshita, but soon noticed that Yukinoshita was acting strangely today.
"Xiaoxue, your ears look red. Do you have a fever?"
"No, there isn't."
"Tell me if you have a fever, and I'll go with you to the infirmary!"
Yui looked at Yukinoshita with concern, but this only made Yukinoshita's ears turn even redder.
"Alright, Yui, Yukino is fine. She just didn't get enough rest last night."
Su Qing ended the awkward topic on Xue's behalf, and seeing that Yui was still full of energy, Su Qing casually asked a question.
"How's the novel manuscript coming along?"
"Huh?! Hahaha, of course it is..."
"to be honest."
Su Qing's words were concise and to the point.
"Waaah, I fell asleep after reading the first page! I'll start reading now!"
Yui hurriedly took the novel manuscript out of her bag and began to read it intently.
Although she really wanted to tell him she didn't need him anymore and he could go have fun, Su Qing thought about it and decided to treat it as a small punishment for him.
By the way, when did Yui join the Service Club?
Soon after, Hachiman and Zaimokuza arrived at the same time. Then, several people quickly surrounded Zaimokuza, and the trial began.
"Come on, I'm ready to hear your thoughts."
The man with his arms crossed looked somewhat comical given his bulky physique, though he exuded confidence; one might mistake him for someone receiving an award.
"call."
Yukino took a deep breath, as if to compose herself, took out the original manuscript of the novel she had received and looked at it again before speaking.
"It's so boring. I never imagined that reading could be such a grueling experience. For someone who loves reading, it's nothing short of torture."
"what………"
The timber base let out a wail, clearly not expecting to suffer such a severe blow right from the start, but obviously, this was just the beginning.
"Also, did you never go to elementary school? You can't even distinguish between [de], [di], and [de], and you make all sorts of basic grammatical mistakes. Why are there so many unnecessary inversions?"
"That's because writing like this makes it more approachable and gives readers a sense of familiarity."
"Explaining disordered word order as approachable? No wonder your superscript is completely incomprehensible; how can 'ability' be read as 'strength'?"
"Well... at least tell me why you find the plot boring!"
Despite the desperate pleas of Zaimokuza, Yukinoshita showed no mercy and continued to deliver the final blow—or rather, to reveal the truth.
"Why did the female lead start taking off her clothes in the middle of the fight? It's so annoying and absurd."
"That's to pay homage to a famous scene from [Magical Academy]! It can greatly enhance the protagonist's combat power!"
"Then why wasn't this setting shown in the previous text? Are you the type to write whatever comes to mind?"
Although I don't know what you mean by a "famous scene," shouldn't you at least find a safe place first?
"In short, even if you submit your novel, it will definitely be in the lowest batch."
Yukinoshita made the final conclusion.
"Ah ah ah..."
Accompanying the conclusion were the mournful cries of the timber pedestal.
Chapter 74 So-called Passion and Self
"My dearest friend, Hachiman, if it were you, you would surely understand me!"
As if struck by a sudden thought, Zai Muzu jumped up from the chair like a spring, his eyes shining as he looked at Hachiman.
"First of all, why did this woman cry and beg to be the protagonist's wife as soon as he saved her? And aren't there too many female leads? Is the protagonist a hero or a succubus?"
The wooden base was hit hard.
"The battle scenes are hard to describe, and as for the plot, I can tell what the other three-quarters are about just by reading one-quarter of it."
Hikigaya smiled and then patted the woodworker on the shoulder.
"Finally, tell me which novel you copied from."
"How can you call it copying when it's the work of scholars? It's called learning from others, learning from others."
The woodworker explained with an awkward laugh.
"You can explain these things to the judge when you go to court, but that's on the condition that your book gets published."
Ever since Hachiman met Su Qing, the other party has often made ruthless jokes about him, saying things like, "Good friends from the mainland are all like this, that's what bonds are." Hachiman has gradually come to understand this "sincere" friendship.
Well, even though the other person always seems to enjoy it, surprisingly I don't find it offensive? I wonder if I've just gotten used to it...
No, no, no, it must be because Caijia, the little angel, came to comfort me after Su Qing mocked me!
Of course, Hachiman had considered retaliating against Su Qing, but who was Su Qing? How could he possibly give Hachiman such an opportunity?
Now, Hachiman has finally found a suitable opportunity to complain to others like this.
Timber stand? Although I hate to admit it, we do know each other, so it shouldn't be a problem to make a little comment, especially since this is a commission, a commission!
Hehe, but to be honest, it's actually quite amusing to see the woodworker looking so miserable.
Wait a minute, does Su Qing always look at me like this?!
The only ones who haven't given their evaluations yet are Su Qing and Yui Yuigahama. Since Su Qing seems to be deep in thought, everyone's attention is first drawn to Yui.
"Hey?!"
Yui had only read the third page when she realized it was her turn to speak after noticing everyone's gaze.
But... I really can't understand what he wrote!!
So, Yui had no choice but to say it weakly.
"Wow, you really know a lot of obscure characters..."
The one who suffered the most critical blow upon hearing this was not Zaimokuza, but rather Hikigaya.
Who exactly said Yuihama was gentle? How could she say such cold things in weather over 30°C?
This short sentence, seemingly unremarkable, is actually brimming with murderous intent.
There are so many uncommon characters = I can't understand what you wrote at all, in other words, it's just a complete mess.
It's like if you wrote an essay in modern Chinese and someone praised your excellent knowledge of oracle bone script, would you feel happy?
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