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

"No, no, isn't there a saying... [Honest and handsome men die for money...]"

"No, no one has said that."

Zi Ting waved his hand without smiling to express his denial.

"...Well, actually, I want to keep updating, but you all say my recent writing is too mediocre, so I don't dare to write anymore... If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves." He looked up at the ceiling again, "Good things take time to be born. Haven't you all read the comics..."

"So, if you put it that way, delaying the update makes sense. It will cause trouble for the readers...or the audience. At the very least, they'll be disappointed."

"Wouldn't it be even more disappointing if the writing got worse?"

The Disqualified Human sighed, turned over and closed his eyes, "Okay, it's a rare vacation, let me rest for a while..."

"I think you want to know what it feels like to be hit by a stool like this."

Zi Ting's cold and silent voice came from behind.

"...Speaking of which, why are you asking for updates? It has nothing to do with you."

"I am also your reader, and I am your senior."

"Don't think you can act arrogant just because I wrote you as my senior in the novel. We're actually peers, understand? If you keep acting this arrogant, I'll give you an excuse like 'going on a trip' and keep you out of the novel for two or three chapters."

"...You try it."

A murderous aura came towards me.

"Well, I was just saying it casually... just complaining..."

"Ah... I know you don't have much inspiration. After all, it's a bit off topic. The title clearly says that you are like someone no longer human, but it doesn't seem to describe it in that way."

"If you say that, I'm not happy."

The Disqualified Type suddenly became serious.

"You know what? There are actually many things in this world whose contents don't match their names or appearances!"

The serious, unqualified person made his own excuse.

"...Give me an example." Zi Ting looked at him without smiling, as if he was looking at a salted fish.

"There are so many examples! Why are there four factions in a game called 'Three Kingdoms Kill'? Why is there nothing at all between dragon fruit and dragons? What's the connection between wife cakes and wives? And why is there a book with no cover in the supposed 'cover recommendations'?"

"What are you complaining about, last time?!"

"So this world is fundamentally unfair! It's completely false! I'm so desperate! I'm so desperate for this world full of lies!"

[This stems from "Mr. Despair"]

"Alright, alright, even if these phenomena occur, it can't be an excuse for you to delay updating, and it certainly can't be an excuse for you to write bad articles."

"Your ideas seem too idealistic. Where does this kind of brutal exploitation and this 'wanting the horse to run without eating grass' mentality come from? I'm human too, I need to rest too! Give me back my vacation time!"

"You have plenty of time to play Three Kingdoms Kill, League of Legends, and Overwatch, but you don't have time to write a novel?"

After hearing this, the disqualified human looked confused, and then showed an expression of grievance.

"These are all rumors! I get up at 7:00 every day for morning reading, then start drawing at 8:00 and continue until 12:00. Besides lunch, I have classes at 2:00 in the afternoon, and even classes at night until 10:30. How can I have time to play games? The little time I have left is used to write more novels, okay? You still blame me for my poor writing. Writing 3,000 words with a plot in such a long time is already good, okay?"

As if complaining, the disqualified people are once again complaining endlessly.

"So... it would be much better to just make an outline and write a draft. Why do you have to wait until the right time to write... That's not good, and it will make you very tired."

Zi Ting looked quite helpless without smiling.

"No, only when a creator is in a state of anxiety and panic can inspiration burst forth, and when writing a novel, one must follow this inspiration to create, so that one can write plots that one would never have imagined!"

"...It's a weird theory, but surprisingly it makes sense." Zi Ting didn't smile and seemed speechless.

"Besides, I haven't read anyone else's book in a long time. I need to learn from others... After all, there aren't that many things to write about in daily school life. But fantasy novels can easily reach over 3,000 words."

"Is this the reason why you've only been updating extra chapters lately?"

"You're the one who gave me the idea! Whose advice do you think I was following?"

"I'm looking for a beating!"

"Alright... enough of the nonsense, help me up..."

The disqualified man gestured to Zi Ting not to smile and took his arm.

"What are you doing...are you going to the computer to write something because you feel guilty?"

Zi Ting asked without smiling as he helped him up.

"No... I just lay down for a long time and I'm hungry because I didn't have breakfast. I need to go eat something now."

"...Why do I feel like it's not surprising that you starved to death at home like this?"

"Shut up...."

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"Humans are truly a greedy species. Despite all sorts of restrictions, they pursue things far beyond their needs out of boundless desire and greed."

"Alright, alright, stop being sentimental when you see rich people buying skins. You said you wanted to eat, so why are you playing League of Legends again, huh?"

Zi Ting said this without smiling and showed the brick hidden in the bag behind him.

"Put that thing down and let's talk it over nicely... I'm just using my time efficiently. Getting more done in a given amount of time is the best use of it."

"Is this why you play games during dinner? It obviously takes longer, okay?"

Zi Ting didn't smile and didn't put down the brick.

"No, no, no, I was just eating and chatting with you while playing the game and coming up with the plot."

"...It's essentially the same thing, just phrased differently."

"That's right... There are so many things like this, you don't have to worry about it... Ahhh, brother Garen, please let me go and don't use the big health care... Shit... That's so cruel..."

"Cough cough."

Zi Ting didn't smile and took out another brick.

"Alright, alright... just finish it now. I'll be better after that, okay?... You're so annoying... Speaking of which, changing the way you say things is pretty common. And when you say it differently, something that doesn't make sense becomes more plausible... For example, eating while reading makes you seem like you don't like studying, but reading while eating makes you seem like you really enjoy studying, right?"

"Wow... this theory is very old... I think it comes from the Talmud..."

"...You intellectuals, you always have to cite classics when you give examples... It's so troublesome. Does everything in books mean it's always right? And what good is knowing the source of the examples? Does it make you look knowledgeable?"

"Will do."

A concise and clear affirmation.

"...Let's just leave it at that... Anyway..."

At this time, the disqualified human looked out the window sideways. A beam of sunlight passed through and projected onto him, as if dividing him into two sides of light and darkness. The wind came from nowhere and blew gently, gently lifting the bangs on his forehead, making him look extremely handsome, and adding a touch of loneliness to him.

"It seems the world outside the window is always beautiful and full of charm for those who sit inside, whether it's a world bathed in sunshine and looking peaceful and tranquil, or a world that looks a little melancholy due to the rain... I really want to go out for a walk, if I weren't so tied up...

A month has already flown by without me noticing... Time is such a playful creature... If this continues, I'll be at a turning point in my life... I hope my uneven life won't encounter a setback there... Otherwise, it would be too tragic."

"Huh..." Zi Ting closed his eyes slightly without smiling and sighed softly, "You really are as profound as you say... If you don't want to fall, you have to work hard."

"Work hard? Well, whether you work hard or not... things will always have results."

“...If you don’t work hard, you won’t succeed...”

"Well, let's not talk about this anymore."

The Disqualified Human suddenly turned around and looked at Ziting without smiling. Another breeze blew by.

"Did you notice?"

"Huh? What...what should I pay attention to..." Zi Ting was a little confused without smiling.

"We've unknowingly skipped another chapter..."

"If that's what you're talking about, then forget about the 45-degree bridal party, okay?! I thought you were going to say something cool, but it turns out it's just something so bland! And what do you mean we're adding another chapter together?! I don't want to be in on your dirty laundry, it's all your fault, okay?!"

"...If we continue like this, we should be able to do it again, right?"

"Type your words properly for me!"

The Yi State in the Eyes of Others

There are many things in the world that are difficult to understand. Of course, I admit that you cannot figure anything out by just thinking, especially about other people's affairs. I don't understand and don't want to understand.

Be it human hearts or ways of dealing with people, I really know nothing about these things based on interpersonal communication, and I have no interest in knowing them.

When facing others, I think silence is the best way to deal with it. If that doesn’t work, I will respond with a sentence or two, and I must respond to the kind that makes them not want to talk to me again.

However, not liking to communicate does not mean not communicating.

If reading is communicating with the author of a book, then I must have communicated with a lot of people.

It's just a book with fixed content, and what it wants to express varies from book to book. Therefore, I personally think it is inappropriate to say that it is a conversation with people.

But communicating with books is indeed much easier than communicating with people, because they will only tell you what they want to tell you, and will not ask you about yourself, nor will they feel disgust or affection for you.

That's probably why I like reading. I think books are quieter than people, and they have more connotation than some people.

So even though people around me have reminded me to make friends, I feel like it’s the same if I don’t have any friends.

Some people always want others to be their friends...but what is the purpose?

"Of course we help each other. There's a saying here: 'More friends, more paths', which means friends are very important. They can help you out of trouble without asking for anything in return."

My sister Rin Hanekawa once said this to me.

By the way, my relationship with my sister is not very good.

But I think this kind of behavior is simply exploitation...or mutual exploitation.

There are only absolute interests between people, and friendship often bows to interests... Because my family owns a business, I know very well that so-called partners are not reliable. My father often says that the business world is a battlefield.

So, if we rely on my sister's theory, we don't know how many times our family would have been deceived.

The answer I appreciate most is a passage written by an author named "Lingcun Sheji" in a book:

"Friendship can indeed last forever when things remain peaceful, and such friendships do exist. However, if you mistake this example for your own friendships, then you are being naive. Those with abundant resources or power simply cannot be content with having so-called friends. Therefore, those who have close friends are those who have nothing. Because others cannot gain material things from them, they can only connect with each other spiritually."

Anyone who can write something like that must be annoying in real life, and I must be gloomy and lifeless... But I'm very optimistic about him.

Speaking of which, this author's behavior is also very strange. There has been no news since he signed the contract to publish the book. He stopped updating for a long time and has never shown up... It's really magical. I guess he is someone like me who doesn't like to communicate with others.

I really want to see that guy's true face...

Speaking of which, it seems like school is about to start today.

【Special Edition】 The Yi State in the Eyes of Others

Is this the First High School? It looks pretty boring.

My consistent impression of school is that it's...boring.

It's just putting together guys who want to be ordinary people and guys who want to be successful in some areas, and then whatever the result is has to do with the school.

If a successful person emerges, it is the school's credit, and if no successful person emerges, it means that the person has not worked hard... Otherwise, you have the same teacher, the same school, others have succeeded, why haven't you?

It's just sophistry.

If we use a passage from the book written by "Lingcun Sheji" to describe it:

"Everyone's success doesn't depend on education, but on personal choices, and a large part of it depends on luck. It's like drawing lots. Some people will get good lots, and some will get bad lots. But the choices are their own. Can hard work change this?"

And when the students I recruited by chance have that luck and accidentally succeed, I always say it’s all my own credit, that’s…”

That's shameless.

This guy unexpectedly gets along well with me.

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After finding my class, since I arrived a little early, it seemed that I could decide my own seat...so I decided to sit in the back row and try not to be noticed.

With this in mind, I sat down in the second to last seat in the back row, one seat away from the window.

That seat belongs to the male protagonist in the comics. Unfortunately, I’m not a boy, so I won’t try to grab it. Let’s see who will choose this seat... as long as they don’t say hello to me.

Thinking of this, I took out a few books that I brought with me to kill time, including the one written by "Lingcun Sheji", but I don't plan to read it now.