Fast Travel System: Male God Raiders 101 times

Chapter 456

"Actually, I don't know how... I think that what I just said may have something to do with it. Maybe it's because everyone wants to imagine themselves as the protagonist of the novel, but realizes that it is not in reality. Like this... That's why I pursue vigorous stories. Maybe I want to pin things that I can't achieve in reality on long and long stories."

It's not that I can't understand what An Yun wants to express.But that being said, I didn't understand it enough to nod in agreement with her, or shake my head in rebuttal.I could only stand there blankly, listening to An Yun's words.

This is the first time I've seen An Yun who is so talkative.

"On the contrary, I hope that more people will feel the charm of the fact that "my life is a short story". The short story is indeed short, but you will find a lot of interesting content after reading it. These contents make people feel that even if they are My life is not a magnificent Dahe drama, but it is satisfying enough.”

Finally, although only a little bit, I began to understand what An Yun wanted to express.

"So, you're writing a short story, is that what you mean?"

Looking at An Yun who nodded, I was dumbfounded.

Is it necessary to think about such profound things when writing a novel?Or is this kind of sophistry necessary to justify writing a short story or a novel?For me, who never thought about writing a novel, I still don't quite understand the reasoning behind it.

"It seems, quite powerful..."

I responded with a non-painful word, and saw that An Yun kept his head down and started walking up again without saying a word.

I also followed silently.

I thought, what an incomprehensible guy.

If she told me such reasons as "it's because I want to earn some pocket money" or "writing a long story is too hard", I can still accept it to a certain extent.I think I can also answer, ah, that’s right, it’s true, it’s something like that.

But look at how complicated the "reason" An Yun actually said was.It felt like I had just listened to a preaching by an eminent monk.

After thinking about it, I walked to the library. As I expected, the teacher fell into a state of confusion when we were chatting.

"Ah, you two, hurry up!"

As soon as he saw us, the teacher waved to us.An Yun and I bypassed the queue of several people in front of the service desk, walked into the service desk, and divided the labor to handle the lending and returning procedures.

The teacher stood behind, took a deep breath exaggeratedly, and murmured: "Hey, it's okay... I was worried about what will happen if you don't come."

To be honest, I really want to ask, why are there still so many librarians in this world?

After clearing the queue of students, the teacher locked himself in a small room as usual for the library newsletter.Thinking about it carefully, even if the library newsletter is done by one person and spends a whole week on it, the efficiency cannot be said to be very high.Even handwriting might take half the time if someone else did it.

The students who came over one by one came to borrow books as usual, and beside me who was busy receiving them, An Yun was reading the books.This scene itself is something we are used to.However, when I know that An Yun is a writer, and I have heard the profound theories that An Yun just narrated, these alone make An Yun's reading look a little noble, which is amazing.

Soon, when people's comings and goings began to decrease, I remembered the fundamental purpose of today, so I took out the magazine from the school bag that was set aside.

(End of this chapter)