I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

It seems like he didn't listen to what I just said...

“Why do I have to do homework…”

I asked helplessly.

Did all my previous words go in vain? You really are...

"Ah... well." He sighed. "Although I don't want to write, I'm not good at clearing maps, and I don't have any ideas about the profession. I'd better earn some experience first."

What an ordinary person's mentality... But it's also good this way, at least it's not too impetuous... It's worth affirming.

"It's up to you then..." I said and turned towards the computer screen.

"By the way." He seemed to have thought of something as he opened the door and turned around to say to me.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Master, if you intend to use the same principles you just used to say to Brother Nan, I don't think it will be of any use...it might even increase the punishment...well, goodbye."

With that, he walked out of my room and closed the door.

Ha, although I don’t want to admit it...this guy...doesn’t seem to have a point.

So... should I just finish some tasks quickly?

Looking at the papers piled up on the table... This is more tiring than clearing a dungeon...

. . . . . . . . . . .

【Little Easter Egg at the End】

"Stupid brother? Why are you here... Haven't you already been here?"

Ye Jin stood in front of the door as usual, as if deliberately not letting me in... So it was a bit annoying...

"Actually... I need to talk to Ling Shen about something. She's at your house, right? Can I call her?"

"Huh? What's the matter? Tell me and I'll tell her."

You are really troublesome, annoying and unlovable...

"What I want to talk about with her is high school students. How far are you from being a junior high student like me..."

Before he could finish his words, his foot was stepped on.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, let go, let go..."

This girl kept stepping on my foot and wouldn't let go.

"Tell me...what are you doing here..."

A serious expression... Do you have this kind of attribute?

"I just wanted to borrow her homework to copy..."

"Huh? Just because of this?"

She seemed a little unconvinced.

"Yeah...unlock your feet!"

So she loosened her foot.

"Okay, call her out. I'll borrow the homework and leave."

I said, looking into the house.

"When did I say she was at my house? She went back with her parents a few days ago... or should I say she went abroad? That's why I asked you to tell me so I could tell her."

...Looking at her gloating expression...I really want to hit someone...

Final remarks

Final remarks

Although I don’t know how many people will read this... I’ll still write it down as usual, these are the closing remarks for this transition chapter.

Compared to the previous chapters, the fifteen chapters here are almost unrelated... Of course, only almost...

Since the timeline has progressed to the winter vacation, it's necessary to describe what the protagonist saw and did during that time. The first few chapters were fine, though. At that time, I was still enjoying the excitement of finishing the third chapter, and I had no shortage of inspiration, so I wrote about the events of the winter vacation with ease... and then...

It was like my body was hollowed out, and my inspiration suddenly disappeared... In other words, I didn't know what to write.

I think watering down the word count is a good option...but I really don't want to do it (probably because it's already watered down enough).

So, the things I wrote despite forcing myself to write were still a bit disappointing... For example, [Luck], [Promise], and [Ending], to be honest, I'm not very satisfied with the stories in these chapters... It makes me look like a lolita control! The ending is okay though... But I'm particularly dissatisfied with the chapter [Encounter]... In fact, I really regret setting the ending like that... Although I thought it was okay at the time, the more I think about it, the more I feel it doesn't fit. I always feel that the encounter should be with a senior or something... And on the other hand, Ye Hui hardly appears in these fifteen chapters... I don't know what everyone thinks... And... you still don't leave comments often... You really don't have any opinions about me...

I have done things that are too extreme.

For example, in order not to exceed the update time, I forced myself to meet a certain number of words and then made changes, but you didn't react... Is it true that very few people read my books late at night? But this is also good. I would like to remind everyone not to read my updates late at night, but wait until the next day.

Later, I even blatantly used the [preview] to "fool" you... and you still didn't say a word. It seems that my readers are all gentlemen, and are good people with good qualities... But don't be stingy with your time, it's better to come out and talk to me... After all, giving some suggestions is of great help to me, and I don't mind saying things like "cut me with a machete"... Maybe if you threaten me like this, I will suddenly increase the update... Just kidding.

Well, thank you to the reader who gave me suggestions in the book review section. Please continue to give your opinions in the future. I, the readers, should also learn from him and express your own ideas, so that I can better examine my own work.

By the way, everyone who has read the end of the previous chapter should know it, right? I said I would have a conversation with the girl I once liked, and then tell you the result... It's time to fulfill my promise.

Okay... that night, I posted my thoughts on the completion of the third chapter, then took out my phone, opened QQ, but didn't know where to start... so I played a game of League of Legends to calm down.

Only after the game was over did I write a few words.

I closed my eyes and thought about the past...ah...I suddenly knew what to say...

So I wrote the following paragraph... Don't laugh at me... Well, in order to prevent others from recognizing it, I still modified it a little, but the general meaning is the same.

Me: [I don’t know if you have blocked me... It would be great if you could see this... Well, it depends on fate, but I really hope you can see it.

When I realized it, we hadn't been in touch for a long time, even though you were in my friend list.

Even though they are a little rusty, I still hope you can read these words...the words I want to say to you.

A lot has happened to you during this time when we haven't been in touch... and maybe a lot has happened to you too.

I transferred to another school and now I am studying painting outside... maybe it's for my dream.

I tried writing novels... Maybe it was luck, I signed a contract with a website, and now I can barely be called a writer (laughs).

As I was busy writing my novel, I found myself reminiscing about the past... and then I thought of you.

Do you remember when I confessed to you?

Well... I still remember that at that time I did have feelings for you, but you didn't give me a clear answer... I understood it as a rejection.

But didn’t Jiraiya also say, “Men who are rejected become strong.”

I don’t know if I have become stronger, but I feel that I have changed a lot compared to before.

I'm no longer young and am almost an adult...I really want to scratch the wrinkles on my face.

Ha...it won't be long before we each pursue our own future.

So by the way, I wish you can get into a good university...

Phew... I've been rambling a lot. Anyway... this might be the last time I contact you. Well, please bless me and hope you can bring me some good luck. Thank you.]

Such a passage... a passage full of true feelings, marks my giving up on love... Come to think of it, I have really implemented the personalities of the characters I wrote.

Well...as for the result, I thought she would ignore me or she wouldn't receive my message at all, but she actually replied to me.

A few hours later, I received a short blessing.

【Come on(^ω^)】

Well, after not seeing each other for such a long time...she is still so cute.

But I can no longer protect this loveliness, so I'll give it to other suitable people.

Well, the author's pure love (mistake) story ends here. I will never confess to a girl again. I will just wait for a girl to confess to me... It's impossible... I won't listen to you (a group of bad friends around me), you can't interfere with me.

But as for love... I'd better talk about it after I've learned enough.

How should I put it? I always feel like I don’t believe in love anymore... It’s not because of my agent, but because I feel that I really don’t want to expect so-called love now... This can also be regarded as a kind of growth. I am no longer young, and it’s time to consider my future... as well as the future of this book and the future of other things.

I recently changed the cover... and two people actually left messages... I don't know how to react... Actually, if I hadn't been unable to change the title of the work after signing the contract, I would have changed the book title that I had randomly come up with at the time.

As the ancients said, "Clothes make the man, and saddles make the woman." Looking at those popular books, I suddenly realized that the cover and title are the best ways to attract readers!

I can only blame myself for being too young and having outdated ideas! Those sayings like "Good wine needs no bush" and "True love is the most moving" were all fake! They were all just stunts!

Why did they add "No Longer Human" to the title? It makes people think it's tragic and dull... That guy's suggestion was the best after all... I should have just changed it to "GalGame"... But it's too late to regret it (actually, I don't regret it that much). Let's not think about it anymore and think about how to write the next chapter.

Come to think of it... you actually thought I could get into V? I just changed the cover, right? And the collection isn't that much. Look at other people who got into V, they all have 5000+ collections. I feel I'm still far from that. Besides, I heard that you need to have manuscripts saved to get into V... To be honest, apart from the short story that will be published soon for the writing competition, I don't have any manuscripts saved at all... So, it's still difficult for me to get into V, don't think too much...

Come to think of it...routines are still the most popular...but I don't want to write a routine article...so after weighing it, I seem to have found a more reliable topic.

So I decided that after I finish the short story writing competition next month, I will start a new book!

Well... I don't know if you know that I started a new book called "Reshaping a World Without Gods" last month, but I deleted it after just a few days... As for the reason... I suddenly didn't want to write it, but I couldn't let it go, so I deleted it.

Actually, I can still continue writing that book, but I have been thinking about the plot for a long time... and I treated it as a comic script, so after being reminded by others, I felt that it would be a bit of a waste to write it as a novel. Such a story requires specific pictures... So, if you want to see the finished work, you have to wait at least a few years.

I already have an idea about the upcoming new book, and I think it will be different this time because I have been thinking about the character settings, background, general story, etc. for a long time. This time I want to write a more mature work.

I will be updating a side story soon, which is somewhat related to the new book. I hope that after reading it, everyone will look forward to the upcoming new book... What, I originally said that this book is the first and last novel I wrote?

Uh... well, actually my original idea was: the first (campus) novel, and also the last (campus) novel... Yeah, that's fine.

Let me give you a little scoop. Regarding this book, I'm going to write it in the fantasy genre, but it's not a fantasy worldview similar to Western culture, but one closer to our real world. I'm not going to use the first-person perspective, because I'm going to have two protagonists... I'll give you a little scoop, they're brother and sister... Uh, don't worry, it's not the common sister who has a brother complex, and the brother is a German orthopedic patient who doesn't reveal his feelings but has a crush on the sister... I've decided to make their relationship relatively normal. That's right, don't think that means there's nothing interesting to watch. Actually... I'm very good at arranging contradictions. Anyone who has read my side stories will understand that plots are always deceptive, especially in "A Certain Unscientific Cat" and "The Legend of the Wind Swordsman." The cat isn't a normal cat, but it's very normal, and the sword is said to be very powerful, but it's actually just an ordinary sword. The content of this new book will be similar... Anyway, I won't set too many goals. If I fail to meet expectations, I'll be slapping myself in the face...

This month is almost over, and I'm about to enter my third year of high school, taking the college entrance exams... I probably won't be updating by then... I've even thought about "just trying to make a living by writing novels," but I immediately rejected the idea... I want to draw comics! I want to be a cartoonist, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what. Even if you say my character designs and illustrations are ugly, I won't give up! (Salted Fish) Writing novels is a dead end (nonsense)!

Okay... except for the previous paragraph, everything else is nonsense, please ignore it. I have written another three thousand words just for the testimonials... Hahahaha (please ignore it).

Okay, let’s stop here. Please continue to support me. Give me pats... no, kisses... hehehe.

I'm seventeen years old now, do I want to touch the wrinkles on my face?

I am no longer young and I always feel melancholy

Chapter 0: I am no longer young and I always feel melancholy

People are born innocent, cute, carefree, and feel that every day is so wonderful... No, we can't generalize... In short, everyone has happy times, and most of them are when they are young.

That's right, at that age, even if you were criticized and invited to a talk with your parents, and then beaten up when you got home, you would cry your heart out at the time, but after a while you would eat the food prepared by your parents with tears in your eyes... or be locked in your room and not allowed to eat.

Well, not everyone will have this kind of experience. Giving this example is just putting the root of the basis on myself... I feel a bit like a certain teacher.

In other words... most people are always easy to be happy, while those who are unhappy are often alienated. After all, they always give off an air of being unsociable... I'm not talking about everyone, I'm just talking about me.

That's right... I don't know why... Well, there is a reason...

Yes, I am too mature in my thinking for some reason, so I seem unapproachable to them.

I also don't want to be associated with those superficial guys, so I am often isolated...Even if someone comes to talk to me, I will pretend to be asleep or distracted.

What annoys me most is when someone I don't interact with regularly asks me for answers during a mock exam. "Fuck you!" You deserve to be unable to answer the questions if you don't study hard. Why bother others? And then they're even upset when I don't give you the answers. Is it your duty to give me answers?

It's like when you get a quad kill in League of Legends and then want others to give you a pentakill. If you don't give them a pentakill, you're a bad person... If you can't get it yourself, you're a bad player, let alone others. Who would be willing to give away a pentakill so easily?

Similarly, I will definitely not give an answer to this kind of guy....not because I can't...really.

If you insist on attributing these to my character, then I am just a person of bad character. You are all gentlemen, but I am indeed a guy with distorted values, stingy and without a sense of justice. I don't like to help others, and I am cold-hearted and gloomy.

.....Ah, melancholy...

If wrinkles could be used to indicate age, I would probably have a lot of wrinkles on my inside.

If you look at it by normal standards... I'm young, because I'm not yet an adult, and I'm still young compared to people who are over a hundred years old...

But I feel that I am old. I am not trying to be profound, but I have become depressed...or in other words, I have become indifferent.

If a hot-blooded young man is spoken ill of by someone, he will be furious and start punching someone, or at the very least he will make fun of the person verbally. Most of them will not remain silent.

However, rude words can no longer cause me any stimulation, because... because I can just take it easy. He's the only one who's angry anyway. It would be a loss to get angry because of his words, and it would be a waste of my energy.