Zongman: This is the everyday world, right?

"It's okay to involve you who are better at this, it might be more targeted."

Yukino agrees with Fumino Fumino Furuhashi and Muru Korashi.

She can understand Furuhashi Fumino's words, after all, they have been together for so long, and they probably know the character of the other party, but Gongliang Mu is very suspicious.

In Yukino's impression, he wouldn't lend a helping hand for no reason. Although he is kind and warm-hearted, he doesn't want to get into trouble. It is estimated that this frivolous commission of "giving advice to the novel" is scoffing at him.

And he still has a novel to write, so there must be some conspiracy in this. But that's not a bad thing for her, and it's not a bad thing for the timber seat, that's enough.

"Okay, I'll be sure to give my opinion seriously"

Fumino Furuhashi excitedly cheered himself up and gave his promise.

"Furuhashi-san, rest in peace"

Gongliangmu prayed in her heart for Furuhashi Fumino, hoping that her spirit would still be so good when she came over tomorrow.

"Alright, Fumino-san, let's continue our tutoring yesterday"

"Roger, Xiaoxue"

Gongliangmu saw that the matter was over, and he was about to go next door to drink tea, and then he saw a pair of pickled dried radishes on the windshield of the classroom door, no, it was a cerebellum 27 bags.

The girls in the light sound department didn't wait for Gongliang Mu to come over on time yesterday, and Du Wei ran next door to arrest people.

After that, he found out about his leave, so several people frantically Aite him in the group and asked about his situation.

Later, when Gongliang Mu was at Zichuan's house, he also replied to them well, assuring that there was nothing wrong with his body, and he would definitely go to class tomorrow or something. Then the group suddenly discussed the topic of whether the cake in the afternoon was chocolate or chocolate, and Yuki and the legal team had their own opinions, and Kotofuki did not give a clear answer, fanning the flames, and Mio Akiyama did not help each other, and only published love bags.

Gongliangmu has the impression that chocolate and chocolate are only used by flower growers, but I don't understand how Japanese has developed two words.

I can only think that the nouns on this island may have come from the mainland, so there is such a thing.

"Aren't chocolate and chocolate the same?"

“......"

He remembered that after he finished talking yesterday, the group was quiet, and it took a long time for Miss Qinfu to post an emoji.

Today, they thought that Gongliang would come over as usual when the time came, but after several minutes, it still didn't. So a few of them hid at the door of the ministry department, stood on tiptoe and peeked to see if Gongliang Mu was inside, and Qin Fu was standing in the front.

Then Gongliang Mu found pickled dried radish.

"I went to the next door for tea"

Gongliangmu stood up, greeted everyone, and walked out.

Regarding the matter of Haruki Kitahara, he hasn't figured out how to speak to everyone in the light sound department. But this is not a problem for him, it is a big deal to use the psychological mastery to give him some psychological hints, so that he does not join the club, and it is fine.

"Xiao Mu, look, I remember all the chords"

After eating refreshments today, Yui Hirasawa couldn't wait to pick up the old guitar and show what Gongliangmu had given her.

It's just that, what's so good about it, isn't it going to be before the monthly exam, and what are you showing now?

Looking at Pingze's only smart face, Gongliang Mu couldn't help but complain, but still said some words of encouragement.

"Yes, just to let Mu Jun see you, you practiced for a long time yesterday."

Qin Blower couldn't help but say more.

"Yes, Xiao Mu, you see, the flesh on my fingertips is about to harden"

After hearing her words, Gongliang Mu walked to Yui Hirasawa's side, lowered his body and held her two weak little hands in front of her face with his backhand, and then kept pinching and playing with her ten fingers.

Yui Hirasawa, who has a big nerves, hasn't noticed anything abnormal at this time.

Mio Akiyama covered her mouth and found that the couple in the TV series seemed to be like this, Yui Hirasawa didn't blush, but the roots of her ears changed color first.

Qin Fuzhu was even more aunty next to her, Gongliang Mu didn't know why, so he didn't care about her.

Only Tanai Nakaritsu knew that neither of them had this idea, "It's just to look at the cocoon on Yui's hand and see what you want to look like."

She looked at Mio and said helplessly, "Can't you be as calm as me, sure enough, this ministerial position must be my law team."

"Well, that's good, I can see that you're working hard. Well, today I'm going to teach you ......"

As a result, the light sound department spent the club activity time in a burst of laughter. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

After going home in the evening and reading some of the manuscripts of the timber seat, Gongliangmu also had a certain understanding of his writing level...... It's weird.

I thought I could roughly see the level of the timber seat, but this full second speech made him speechless, and he had to let him write normally before he could estimate it.

In addition to thinking that the original book was criticized by Xue Nai as useless, Gongliangmu still found some merits, at least the vocabulary has accumulated a lot, although some of the mistakes are used.

Gongliang Mu doesn't care about his plot, only pays attention to his writing, and considers what level it will be if he doesn't use this kind of writing style of middle two.

If it's worth cultivating, he doesn't mind spending a little more time cultivating, but only if the other party accepts his arrangement.

If he asked the timber to rewrite it at his request, but he ignored it, then it could only be said that the two were inseparable.

All in all, after Gongliangmu made a lot of notes in different colors on his manuscript, he put them in his school bag.

It took more than half an hour of his own time, and Gongliang Mu hoped that the timber seat would not let him down. Then he started writing his own novels again.

Now he has accumulated a lot of manuscripts about the forbidden world, and he plans to explain it on his blog after the Old Testament is written the day after tomorrow, and by the way, he will launch a new book for a better world.

broke out in advance that he has a lot of forbidden manuscripts, which should not make readers worry that the follow-up plot will not be grasped, so you can watch his new work with peace of mind.

The next day was Wednesday, and when I arrived at the classroom, I arrived earlier than usual than Kiya Hachiman, but I was sleeping on my desk.

Gongliang Mu poked 860 in his back with the tip of his pen, "What's going on today, you stayed up late last night?"

The big teacher turned around, and Gongliangmu saw that his dark circles were very heavy.

"You wouldn't have seen that, did you?"

Hikiya Hachiman thought of seeing Yui Yuira in the parking lot in the morning, she was no different from usual, and when she asked, she knew that she hadn't read Kikiza's novel at all yesterday night.

Now that I saw Gongliangmu as usual, I instantly became suspicious.

"I've seen it again"

"They are all high school students, why is it so different from what you wrote, I wouldn't have read it if I had known"

"This is the worst time that the Demon Forbidden has been hacked"

"Hahaha"

In today's lessons, Gongliangmu still picked up his mobile phone as usual and kept coding words, except for Hiratsuka's Mandarin class.

It's not that I don't dare, it's just that I want to put together a collection of writing skills before school and how to learn them. It's not entirely for the fat man of the timber seat, but also for the consideration of future ghostwriters.

So I picked up the notebook and kept writing the text. Megumi Kato, who was next door, saw that although Gongliang Mu didn't play with his mobile phone in this class, he didn't know what he was writing, and he was very curious, and the number of times he was aimed at in the whole class might reach three digits, but she didn't notice it herself.

Hiratsuka Jing on the podium, when he came to inspect the class earlier, he saw Gongliang Mu playing with his mobile phone every time.

Now I see him bowing his head in his class and taking notes seriously.,I find that this kid is still very face-saving.,It's getting more and more good for him.。。