The protagonists of this book are President Yoshiko Amano and commune member Shinye Inoue.
The elegant Xinye took over the job of recruiting new students to join the club when he was a sophomore in senior high school. But the first problem he had to face was actually writing love letters for his junior high school students!? "Please let me succeed in love!" In the face of the request of the younger sister, Xinye tried her best, but after handing over the results, she attracted a lot of confusion. Who is the mysterious boy that Xuemei likes? And what is the real face of a clown?
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Series Catalog
The book includes the following 16 volumes:
- A clown who yearns for death among literary girls
- The specter of literary girls longing for true love
- Literary girls sink into past fools
- Literary girls bear the stigma of angels
- A literary girl, a desperate and wailing believer
- Literary girls embrace the water demon of the moon
- A writer who is a literary girl moving towards the divine realm
- The Writer Who the Literary Girl Moves to the Divine World (Part 2)
- Episode 1 of Literary Girl's Love
- The first love of literary girl interns
- Episode 2 of Literary Girl's Love
- Sadness of literary girl interns
- Episode 3 of Literary Girl's Love
- Graduation of literary girl interns
- Episode of Literary Girl's Love 4
- Literary Girl Semi skilled Writer and Literary Girl Editor
Volume I Clown Desiring for Death
Chapter 1 Yuanzi's Sister is a Gourmet
"Paul Galico's novels are full of the breath of winter. Like new snow melting on the tongue, the feeling of the crisscross of ice and illusion cleanses the soul and makes it clear. Such beauty also brings a sense of sadness."
Yuanzi's sister sighed when she read the short stories of Boer Glick.
Our Shengtiaoyuan Literature and Art Society is located in the west corner of the third floor of the fourth floor school building.
When the sun goes down, the setting sun will shine in, and the whole classroom will be dyed golden like honey.
The thick cardboard boxes that were originally used as storage boxes were placed in the corner, piled high, and there was an old beech table in the middle. There are also two iron bookshelves and a cabinet. These places are already full of books, and other old books that cannot be put down are stacked everywhere. If there is an earthquake, the tower made of books will fall down, bury us in the books, and we will suffocate to death finally.
In the narrow classroom full of old books and dust, Yuanzi's sister sat on a chair with her knees bent.
It seems that the spring light in the pleated skirt is about to leak out, but it is hard to see clearly. However, as long as her feet move, it seems that she will be completely exposed. Such a gesture is really indecent.
The elder sister leans her white cheeks against her bent knees, holds them in her hands, and turns the page carefully with her slender fingers.
The black bangs hang on the snow-white forehead, and the long braids fall from the shoulders to the waist. Because the skin is very white, the hair, eyelashes and pupils are more black and bright. When Yuanzi doesn't speak, she feels very elegant and beautiful like a doll.
But
Yuanzi's white fingers slowly tore the pages of the book, and then put them into her mouth, making a hum like a goat, and began to chew.
(God, she is eating paper... she has eaten it. This scene still feels unreal after many times.)
Swallowed
The throat made a slight swallowing sound. When the elder sister swallowed the paper, she tore off another page to eat. The originally indifferent expression suddenly turned into a happy face with drooping eyes and a sweet smile.
"Eric is the most delicious~Well, Eric is a New York born writer. The movie Poseidon and the children's literature Mrs. Harris series are famous, but I think his best work is The Snow Goose! Layada, a lonely writer living in a lighthouse near the marsh, and Frice, a girl who appeared with a wounded white goose in her arms, communicated with each other in a quiet and sad way! Both of them have infinite affection and considerate heart, but they never talk! Alas, what a pure love!
Do you know, heart leaf? Not everything can be said out loud. The really important ideas must be kept in the bottom of my heart until death. Only when you shut up and endure can you feel the sad and beautiful atmosphere! Every time I see the final outcome, I will cry. Greg's novels can cool the hot heart, just like the most advanced delicious ice jelly that can heal the heart. The mouthfeel of throat moistening and smooth is overwhelming. "Jenny" and "A Piece of Snow" must also see! The translator recommended Miss Yakawa! "
I put fifty pieces of original paper nailed to the first base on the uneven table and wrote the stories of three themes with HB pencil. Today's topics are "First Love", "Strawberry Blessing" and "National Assembly Hall" - I always think they are a bit messy. (Strawberry blessing: stick red bean paste on strawberries and then wrap them with glutinous rice skin. Pray for notes)
I lowered my head and began to write quickly, while calmly complaining about my sister.
"Because Yuanzi's sister is a monster, even if she eats food other than words, she can't find out what the taste of ice jelly is, can she? It should be impossible to compare."
When I finished speaking, Yuanzi's elder sister stirred her cheeks with anger.
"Of course. I can use my imagination to make up for this shortcoming. Ah, the taste of ice jelly is just like that. Besides, you call me a monster, which is a discriminatory term. I'm just an ordinary high school student who wants to swallow all the stories or words in the world and has a deep and intense love for literature. I'm just an ordinary literary girl."
"I don't think that ordinary female high school students will suddenly tear up their books and swallow them intoxicated like eating delicious food. At least in my 16 years of life, I have never heard of such strange female high school students as Yuanzi Xuejie."
Yuanzi's elder sister became more angry, her cheeks swelled even bigger, and she cried loudly.
"You are too much! It's really too much to say that a girl is strange in front of her! I'm so sad. Xinye, you obviously have a piece of rose that seems to be named Nancy or Betty, and you care for and nurture it carefully, but you say such words to your elder sister."
"Ah, what?"
Sister Yuanzi said angrily. But he immediately adjusted his mood, jumped down from the chair with a bang, showed a coquettish look, and walked towards me.
"Forget it. My heart is as broad as the Andromeda Nebula. Even if my arrogant brother said something rude to me, I wouldn't care about it. By the way, is the 'snack' ready?"
She is really a person with intestines through the bottom, and her voice has become very happy at the moment. If she were a cat, her throat would make a gurgling sound.
Tianye Yuanzi, a senior high school student, is the president of the literary and art society and a monster who likes to eat stories.
She will take the pages of the book or the words written on the paper as water and bread, and eat them with relish.
A year ago, I was inexplicably dragged into the literary society by this literary girl with braided hair. From then on, as soon as school was over, she begged me, "I'm hungry, write something quickly, write it", so I wrote some poems or articles randomly.
Now I have been promoted to the second year of senior high school, and the time sequence has also entered May, but the members of the Literature and Art Club are still only the president Yuanzi Xuejie and me. A few days ago, Yuanzi's elder sister finally couldn't hold back because she couldn't recruit freshmen to join the club. She handed me an untimely enrollment leaflet.
"Xinye, this is the president's order. Please do this!"
I had to stand at the school gate and hand out leaflets, but no new members were willing to join.
Maybe I am destined to continue to support this literary and art club with this elder sister
Why did I join the literary and art society when I had made up my mind to stop writing novels? I'm clearly tired of writing.
This is because it is no longer a strange job to help this strange monster sister write snacks and other articles, but it has become a matter of course
Sister Yuanzi took out the silver code watch from her pocket and put it in front of me.
"You see, you see, there are only five minutes left. Please write super delicious snacks for the respect of the elder sister! Eric's story is introverted, calm, neat and refreshing, so this time it's better to be a sweet and warm story. Sad and sad stories are beautiful, but love stories should be matched with happy endings. Never have the protagonist die of leukemia or heart disease, take a plane accident, choke to death by strawberries. "
decided.
Route change.
I'm going to write about the story of the hero who happened to meet his first girlfriend in front of the National Assembly Room and ended up being hit by a box of strawberries.
Yuanzi's sister, holding her cheek in her hand, stood on the table and smiled at me.
At first glance, she seems to be a calm and elegant beauty, but when she waits for dinner or snacks, she will completely reveal the nature of a gluttonous ghost, looking like a child. The black pupils sparkled with anticipation.
"Ho ho, handwritten articles are my favorite. Reading articles on Ouwai or Shushi through books is a taste of ripe fruit. However, articles by laymen also have the taste of raw, pure and special charm of novices. Especially handwritten words, like scooping up clear rivers with the palm of your hand to drink, make people feel cool! Also, it is as fresh and sweet as if it contains fresh tomatoes or cucumbers! Although it has a little earthy taste, it is still super, super and super delicious! "
I wrote about tomatoes or cucumbers
If I told her now that I was the best-selling writer of Mystery Girl who won the New Artist Award two years ago, what would she look like?
Of course, I will never mention that again in my life
"Look, there are two minutes left. Enter the final sprint period. Come on."
Sister Yuanzi cheered me on. She tilted her slender neck and hung her eyes, looking up at me happily.
Elder Martial Sister, you think so beautifully. I won't do what you want.
At that time.
"Sorry! Wow!"
When the door opened, I heard the sound of banging, and someone fell in front of me.
The girl who fell on the ground lifted up her student dress and skirt, revealing the underpants printed with bear patterns.
When I was still thinking that this person was wearing the same style underwear as my sister who was studying in primary school this year, she had already stood up while moaning.
However, her open hand touched the high stack of books, and all the books fell down, hitting her face back on the floor.
"Wow!"
Bang dong!
"Woo... ah, ah, nose... my nose..."
The girl pressed her nose with her hand, and her body trembled slightly. Seeing this, the elder sister Yuanzi ran to her.
"Xinye, you are not allowed to look!"
The elder sister said that she quickly pulled the girl's skirt, but I had already seen it. And I'm not a freak who will get excited when he sees bear underpants.
"Are you all right?"
Yuanzi held her shoulder and tried to help her stand up, but the girl still squatted on the ground, as if ashamed and flushed.
"Ah, I'm fine. I'm sorry. I often fall, and falling for no reason is my specialty. I'm used to it. Please don't mind."
I don't think that's expertise.
"Sorry, I'm Chiai Takeda from Class Two a year. I have a super important thing to ask you today, so I came to the art club."
She wears a shoulder length bouffant hairstyle. She is small and round, and looks like a mini poodle or a small poodle.
Does she want to join the art club? Is it possible that the leaflet that Sister Yuanzi asked me to send worked?
Great. If a new student joins me, I can ask her to make snacks for Yuanzi.
When I look forward to this, Takeda holds hands firmly and says in a firm tone:
"Please help me achieve love!"
I froze on the spot.
"Are we an art club?"
Takeda looked at me and nodded hard.
"Yes! I see the mailbox."
Mailbox
I don't understand what she is talking about.
"Right by the tree in the corner of the atrium, didn't someone secretly put a mailbox there? It also said," Help you achieve love. Please write to me if you need it. All members of By Literature and Art Club ". When I first saw it, I was shocked. I felt that God was helping me. I couldn't wait to write a letter, so I flew over at once."
I was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood what was going on.
"Sister Yuanzi!"
The person who can do this kind of thing has no one but the elder sister.
Yuanzi put her hand on Takeda's shoulder and smiled.
"Well, you've come at the right time. I'm President Yoko Amano. Let's leave everything to us!"
I stood up and shouted behind Yuanzi.
"Please wait a minute, do you even count me in?" "Of course, all members of the literary and art club should try their best to be the love counselor of Qian Ai's classmates."
"Qianai thanks you very much!"
"This is not a joke - my God!"
"But you must first agree to one condition."
Yuanzi reached out to cover my mouth and said to Qianai with a profound expression:
"On the day of the success of Qianai's love affair, I hope you can describe the whole story carefully and write a love report to me."
"Ah, to write a report? Qian Ai is afraid of writing a composition."
"Don't worry. Just record what happened and how you feel. Compared with articles written with various techniques, the real words written by people who usually don't write articles are more moving. It's not like writing a journal, telling boring stories, but writing reports. Also, you can't use a computer to type. You must use report paper or manuscript paper to write in person. It's agreed! "
Yuanzi's sister grabbed Zhutian's fingers with her slender fingers and happily ticked off.
Is that what you really want?
Yuanzi's elder sister could not be satisfied just by the snacks I wrote, so she put up the love consultation mailbox to extract love reports from the consultants.
Usually, if there is a strange idea, most people just think about it. But Yuanzi Xuejie will definitely put it into practice, which is her principle. Therefore, we must pay close attention to this literary girl.
Because what she has in her mind is literature, which is far away from reality. As long as one does not pay attention, she will not know what kind of earth shaking things she will do, and will also involve a third party for no reason.
"Well, Chiai will try to write many reports."
Takeda's personality is very frank (if not, even if she saw such a strange mailbox, she would not visit this strange art club directly). Her eyes are shining and she looks up at Sister Yuanzi enthusiastically. I think she has regarded her sister as a trustworthy good sister.
Sister Yuanzi stood up her flat chest, which was supposed to be cup A, and said proudly:
"No problem, we will provide considerate service. We are love experts who study love novels at all times and in all over the world, or experts who write articles. For the sake of Qianai, we will help you write the best love letter. This classmate Inoue Xinye is responsible for it."
What
Because my sister Yuanzi's endless desire for literature and food has long bored me, I decided to pretend I didn't know anything, but I was scared again when she said so.
"Our ace Xinye will be responsible for writing love letters for you, and will ensure that they will move the heart of your secret admirer."
"What nonsense are you talking about, Yuanzi Xuejie! I have never written a love letter."
In the end, I was still covered by Yuanzi's elder sister, so I had to listen to her with displeasure. "I have written hundreds of love letters, which can be called Xinye, a professional writer of love literature". I wish you could give it to him. Xinye once participated in the Andataliang Love Literature Tour, and he was a strong hand to win the final victory all the way! "
It's nonsense again. It's a second rate literature tour that even the local residents have never heard of!
"Wow, how awesome! I'm really happy to have such a great writer write love letters for me."
I'm not a writer!
However, I did become a writer... and also a best-selling author... but! Now I'm just an ordinary senior high school student. I'm just a worker who is responsible for making snacks for Yuanzi's sister. How can I write love letters for others.
However, when I was thinking about something, everything was settled.
"Please, Elder Xinye!"
"Well, absolutely no problem. Is that right, heart leaf~"
Finally, I really want to play the role of a girl and write love letters.
After Takeda left, Yuanzi began to nibble on the three theme stories I wrote, revealing an expression that was about to cry.
"Shit, my first love was killed by a fallen strawberry box. I don't want it. It's a strange taste. It's like red bean filling in tofu miso soup. Oh, I want to vomit. It's so disgusting."
Author: mikusa
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