In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

On the last day of graduation procedures, everyone left. The protagonist, having forgotten something, became the last student to leave the school. He took his phone or camera and retraced every corner of the campus alone.

Looking at the empty classrooms, the silent playground, the closed cafeteria... everything I saw filled me with mixed emotions.

This final stroll through the school is also a quiet, private farewell to his three years of youth.

In short, it has a strong artistic feel.

"Rikka, you wrote so well! This script is so perfect, and the writing is so beautiful. The metaphors, the descriptions of the school scenery and the emotions are amazing. It doesn't read like a simple script at all, but like a complete collection of novels!"

Eriri praised Rikka in this way after reading her script.

Faced with her best friend's bright gaze, Rikka blinked quickly, feeling a little guilty, and slowly lowered her head.

Eriri didn't think much of it, assuming it was just her friend being shy, and excitedly sought approval from the other two.

"Yukino, Chiya! You guys also think Rikka's script has amazing writing power, right?"

"..."

Yukino looked at Rikka, who was staring out the window and poking at each other with her fingers, and remained silent for the time being.

As for Gen Chiya, he reached out his right hand and placed it on Rikka's head.

"Eri is praising you, Rikka, what do you have to say about it?"

Eriri finally realized that something was wrong.

Yes, how could Rikka possibly write such infectious and artistic prose?

This is clearly inconsistent with her public image!

Under the subtle, simultaneous gazes of the three, Rikka couldn't continue pretending. Her lips trembled as she softly offered an explanation.

"Well, you can't blame me. When I was stuck writing the script, I thought that Sister Shiyu is a novelist after all, and she should be very good at this kind of thing, so I thought I would ask her for help and give me some ideas."

Who knew that after listening to my ideas, she sent me a document an hour later, saying that she had written down my ideas according to her own understanding and that I could refer to it. But after reading the script she wrote, I felt that it was exactly the effect I wanted!

Then I tried to write my own script based on hers, but no matter how I wrote, I couldn't achieve the same effect. The more I wrote, the more dissatisfied I became, and the more dissatisfied I became, the more anxious I got... So, in the end, I..."

"So you just used it directly in the end, right?" Yuan Qianye gave her a light tap on the head, looking fierce, but in reality he didn't put in much effort.

"It hurts... I'm sorry." Rikka covered her head. "But as you all know, I have absolutely no experience in creating similar storylines before. The longest I've ever written is an essay on a Japanese language exam. Unlike you and Yukino, who are so smart, or Eriri, who has created manga for so many years and has some common experience that she can directly use."

"This is not a reason for you to directly use someone else's script."

"I never intended to hide it from you, I just hadn't found the right opportunity to bring it up... I won't do it again next time." Rikka quickly admitted defeat.

"Never mind, Chiyo, it's not a big deal." Seeing her friend constantly giving her meaningful glances, Eriri quickly spoke up for her.

Yukino didn't want to continue talking about Utaha's involvement.

She looked at Yuan Qianye: "Take one last look at your script."

"I didn't write it by hand. I sent the document to the group. You can take a look at it on your phones."

Upon hearing this, everyone took out their phones.

"I'm going to the restroom. You guys take your time reading."

After Chiya left, Yukino was the first to download the document to her phone.

She clicked to view it, and the first thing that caught her eye was the tentative title of the script written by Yuan Qianye—[The Secret That Cannot Be Told].

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Chapter 031: The Female Lead's Vision

"This... Chiya wrote so much." Eriri couldn't help but take a deep breath and exclaimed softly.

After downloading the script for "Secret," she didn't immediately start reading it carefully like Yukino did. Instead, she subconsciously swiped up on the screen first to get a general feel for the length of the script.

It turned out that it couldn't reach the bottom, it simply couldn't reach the bottom!

As she gradually increased the speed of her upward swiping motion, the dense text slid up rapidly, dazzling the eye.

This action was repeated nearly ten times before finally sliding to the very end of the document.

"Conservatively speaking, it must be at least 20,000 words..." she murmured, her face filled with disbelief.

What does 20,000 words mean?

It's worth noting that the mandatory requirement for reading comprehension and essay writing in Chinese language courses is only around 600 words.

In other words, Yuan Qianye's script, roughly calculated, is equivalent to the length of thirty essays!

Just imagining the sheer amount of work involved made Eriri's scalp tingle.

Is this the true skill of a professional-level novelist?

She even involuntarily conjured up this image in her mind—her childhood friend sitting in front of the computer, transformed into a tentacle monster, her hands flying across the keyboard so fast they almost left afterimages…

"No wonder he doesn't write by hand like us... If he had to write these 20,000 words by hand, his arm would probably break..." Rikka muttered along with her brother, her tone filled with deep respect.

"Eri, Rikka, let's take a closer look at his script first," Yukino suggested at the right moment.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!"

So the three of them picked up their phones and began to read the script intently.

When Yuan Qianye returned from the bathroom, he saw that all three of them had their heads crammed in front of their phones, completely absorbed.

"What do you think..." He was about to ask them their initial impressions.

"Shh!" Yukino immediately raised her slender index finger to her lips and made a soft shushing sound, signaling him not to disturb her.

As she made this gesture, her gaze remained fixed on the screen, completely immersed in the story and unable to tolerate the slightest external interference.

Seeing this, Yuan Qianye smiled knowingly and immediately shut his mouth.

He tiptoed to his seat, took out his phone, put it on silent mode, and leisurely browsed the major international news that had happened recently.

As Yukino refocused her attention on the script, the more she read, the more surprised she became.

It's not that I think it's bad; on the contrary, I think it's wonderful.

Whether it's the dramatic and exciting plot or the perfect fit between the theme and the school festival, it's all too perfect.

If it hadn't been for her own suggestion to make a movie, she might have even suspected that Gen Chiya, like the school's film club, had been planning for this school festival for a long time, intending to make a name for herself through this opportunity.

The story undoubtedly takes place on a school campus.

The plot is roughly as follows: the male protagonist transfers to an art school and encounters a pure and mysterious girl at the end of an old music room.

The two met through music and connected through the piano, gradually developing feelings for each other in their daily interactions.

However, as time went on, the female protagonist gradually began to reveal some mysterious aspects.

For example, she would inexplicably disappear from the male protagonist's sight; for example, she was ignored by the teachers; for example, she would often skip school.

The suspense builds up gradually, and after a series of conflicts, misunderstandings, and tragedies, the protagonist finally learns that the inconsistencies he had previously perceived were not just wishful thinking, but were indeed real.

Through his investigation, he discovered that the female protagonist had died twenty years ago, and all the previous doubts were explained at this moment.

In an attempt to save his love, the male protagonist rushes into the old music room that is about to be demolished on graduation day.

At the last moment, he sat down at the piano and desperately played the song that the female lead had taught him, a song that supposedly could "travel through time," hoping to travel back to the era of his lover.

He ultimately succeeded, and the two were reunited in a time before the tragedy occurred.

The story thus comes to a perfect end.

"...Finished reading?" Seeing Yukino slowly raise her head, her eyes still slightly dazed, Gen Chiyo asked with a soft smile.

Yukino didn't answer immediately, but shook her head slightly, her gaze still focused on the phone screen, and said softly, "Wait a little while."

She needed some time to calm down after being moved by the story.

The script provided by Yuan Qianye has a clear structure and a well-defined theme.

Overall, the plot is quite simple; once you understand it, you'll realize it's a campus romance story with a touch of fantasy.

It's classic, but also incredibly exciting.

If it's only this bad, then it's not so bad.

Yukino knows her childhood friend very well. With Chiyo's excellence, he has won two of the most prestigious literary awards in the country.

It's somewhat exaggerated and unbelievable that someone like him could write such an excellent script in such a short time, but it's still within her comprehension.

Because this guy has created too many miracles.

But... there's one thing she just can't understand!

Yukino looked up and glanced at Eriri and Rikka beside her. The two of them were reading a little slower and hadn't finished reading yet.

So, she stood up very quietly, gestured to Yuan Qianye with her eyes, and the two of them walked together to the back of the activity room by the window.

A gentle breeze blowing in from the window softly ruffled her long, smooth, black hair.

Yukino stared at Minamoto Chiya beside her, who had a relaxed smile on his face, her gaze as complicated as if she were looking at an alien.

“I have a question,” she said, getting straight to the point with particular seriousness.

"Go ahead and ask, why are you being so polite with me?" Yuan Qianye smiled casually.

"This script... [The Secret That Cannot Be Told], did you only officially start writing it after I suggested that the Service Club consider making a short film?"

“Yes.” Yuan Qianye nodded.

"It only took two days?" Yukino pressed, her brows furrowing slightly.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"You mean..."

Yukino slowly took a deep breath and turned her phone screen towards him, displaying a carefully annotated musical score.

"...In just two days, you not only wrote such a complete and wonderful script, but also...composed so many original piano pieces to fit the plot of the male and female protagonists meeting and falling in love through music and the piano?"

As she spoke, she lightly slid her finger across the screen, displaying four more musical scores to come.

One of the songs even shares the same title as the script, and the lyrics have already been written out.

Now, anyone who has taken basic music lessons can start singing right away.

“This isn’t just one problem anymore.” Gen Chiyo couldn’t help but chuckle as he looked at Yukino’s somewhat serious expression.

"..."