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

I don't even know my own appearance...

Although I thought so, I still went to the mirror and looked at myself after I was "dressed up".

"what..."

After combing my hair neatly, I do look more energetic, but other than that, I don’t think there is any major change.

"I'm already very happy that you have friends to play with." She looked at me with relief, and I don't know what she was sighing about.

"......"

"No way... that's too exaggerated. Didn't I have any friends before?"

"Ah... You used to be quite withdrawn. I heard that no one in class wanted to play with you. Since you've always been like this, I'm relieved to have a girlfriend and other classmates to play with now."

“Ah…I see…”

She didn't mention a single word about Li Ruoming... Did she forget, or had she never met her... Or was there some other reason?

...Should I ask?

"Okay, don't stand here. Don't you have a party? Xiaoye is still waiting for you." Maybe seeing that I was stunned, my mother reminded me.

"Ah...hmm."

Although I don’t know what I have been through or what kind of mentality I have with each day, what I can be sure of is...I am living a very happy life now.

Well... let's put this matter aside for now.

"Have fun."

This is an instruction, and also a hope for me...

"Yeah." I nodded.

Even though I know I'm not going there for fun.

................................

"Oh...it looks good."

This is Xiaoye’s evaluation of my outfit.

“Just okay…”

This is my evaluation of myself.

"Well, let's go~"

"Um..."

. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I heard that this kind of dinner party usually has rules... According to a short story called "Literary Gathering"... Authors with a large number of publications are arranged to sit at the top seats, while unknown minor characters are definitely not in a very good position.

Although this novel was inspired by a country under the evil capitalist society, the author also wanted to satirize the ugly faces of the so-called literati and those capitalists.

But...if you think about it carefully, it's not impossible for it to happen now.

"Just sit down at your seat," Xiaoye said, bringing me to the numbered table. "Although your pen name is registered, I've already told you that 'Lingcun Sheji' won't be here, so you can just rest assured."

"...Really..."

You're not lying to me...

"Don't worry... We're over there, so we can't join you. There will be various high-selling authors speaking on stage later. You should learn from their experience. At the very least, you should learn how to update faster."

"...Okay, I understand."

...........................

It looked like a lot of people had gathered in the wedding hall, and without exception, they were all heading towards the stage with a red carpet in front of them... right?

Unfortunately, there was no one on it, only two speakers.

The food on the table all looked the same...there wasn't the class gap I had imagined.

"Oh, I wanted to see the true face of "Shaji Teacher", but why are you here...even though your name is also Shaji."

I don't know where I got the list from, but "Ailiya", also known as Kurumiya, appeared in front of me... Actually, I should have contacted her first.

"Ah... Could it be that you..."

No way... Does this reveal my identity?

"Do you know that person and come here on his behalf?"

“…”

"No... I was just put here because it was the only available spot."

"I see... I'm really sorry. I called you here without your permission and ended up neglecting you..." She sounded a little embarrassed, "I almost forgot to contact you."

"It's fine..."

"This is all Lingcun Sheji's fault... I've tried to find out his identity several times, but he never shows up. Finally, I found someone in his place..."

In the end, it was still me... But essentially, she didn't choose the wrong person.

"Is that writer...that writer very powerful? Why do we have to find him?" This answer will determine whether I will reveal my identity to her.

"Oh... well..." She thought for a moment, "Maybe it's just pure curiosity. After all, many people want to know his identity."

"Ah... So that's how it is..."

If that's the case, I'll feel relieved.

"Actually..."

"But if I really meet him, I probably won't be able to help but attack him, that guy..."

"..."

Wow, luckily I didn’t admit it.

"Actually what?" She looked at me.

"Actually...actually, I'm a little curious about what this party is about..."

"Oh, well... you'll know when the time comes. Maybe you can even meet your favorite author~"

"Ah...that's...that's great. Really exciting."

...Even though she didn't say it, I could roughly guess that she would be speaking on the stage soon...

"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll excuse myself first." She checked her phone and seemed to have received a text message.

"Well...take care."

"Ah, speaking of which, my artist is here too. You guys can meet him." He waved towards the table nearby and said, "Xiao Xing, come here!"

This action attracted a lot of people's attention... After all, it hasn't started yet, so everyone is free... Including the people at the same table with me, they were all looking down and fiddling with their phones, and only asked me at the beginning if I was the real person.

Of course I answered no...

"No... there's no need to go to so much trouble. For an ordinary person like me, it doesn't matter whether I recognize him or not."

"Don't say that... Having many friends is never a bad thing."

"Ah...ah haha..."

What else can I say...

"What are you doing? This is very... very embarrassing..."

Wait... this sound...

"Well, don't worry about it. Since we're all friends here, just relax. Let me introduce you. This is Yi Sheji, a loyal reader of "Millock Knight"... Um, what's wrong..."

The girl she called "Xiaoying" was obviously stunned when she saw me because she was too shocked... No, maybe she was not stunned, but simply didn't know how to speak.

Anyway, the atmosphere was quite awkward...

We met a few days ago, although it wasn't a very pleasant meeting...I even lost my umbrella.

Ah, in this situation, I can't be serious, I even want to laugh...

"Hello... hello..."

It was no longer possible to pretend not to know her, so I took the initiative to greet her.

"Ah...um..."

She didn't respond very enthusiastically.

But Li Moya couldn't understand our reaction at all.

"Do you...know each other?"

This question is really a bit subtle.

"Actually, we go to the same school and have met each other before." Xiao Xiao answered for me.

"Is that so? I'm relieved then. Let's have a good chat. I have something else to do..."

"Hmm..." "Okay, take care..."

We just watched her walk away.

“....” “....”

The atmosphere then reached a stalemate again.

What should I say? I can't ask her for an umbrella.

Beginning and Reality

"Then...I'll excuse myself..."

After seeing Xiaoya walk away, she also wanted to leave quickly.

It seems like she gets nervous when there aren't any acquaintances around... Well, that's understandable. Maybe she doesn't think I'm a very trustworthy person.

"Ah... sure..." Anyway, I didn't have any topics to talk about right now.

So she turned around and prepared to leave as if she had escaped some danger.

So how terrible am I...

"Um, wait a minute..."

I suddenly thought of something...even though it's just a small thing.

"Ahh... w-what?"

Don't look so panicked...

"It's... actually nothing. I just wanted to ask what your name is." I quickly waved my hands to explain... although I didn't know why I was waving my hands.

Uh... I always feel that this line is inexplicably familiar.

"Oh, oh...I see...My name is Jiumuting."

"Well, even though I was just introduced... I'd better introduce myself again. I'm Yi Sheji."

"Well...well...actually I know." Although it was a bit embarrassing, he still had a smile on his face.

Aren't you nervous anymore...this guy.

“Ah, that’s right…”

I remember the last time was at the Club Cooperation Club, and just now Kurimoya introduced me to her again... This is the third time.

"..."

After asking her name, I actually had nothing else to say, but she hadn't left yet and seemed like she wanted to continue chatting...even though she was about to leave just now.

"Um...I might be mistaken...but can I ask you which school you attended in junior high? Was it called..."

Yes, that’s the name… Looking back, it doesn’t feel familiar, and it’s a junior high school that doesn’t leave any decent memories.

If she hadn't mentioned it, I might have forgotten it... because there were no people or things worth remembering.