This year, there is not much time left for the wild dogs.

From "Killing the Tokyo Script" to "Seeding Immortality" struggling to survive, and then to "The Evil Young Master of Flags" getting on the horse, the wild dogs are always chasing time.

In another blink of an eye, the end of the year has arrived.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but I always feel that the city’s New Year’s Eve is getting colder every year.

The warmth may only exist in the evening parties of major satellite TV stations.

Or maybe one King's Canyon, one couple's hotel.

The wild dogs never watch the party and have already put down the canyon, let alone any hotel.

He just codes the words, even this night he still codes the words—

【…】

[At this time, he finally figured out the situation.]

[The classroom in front of you is exactly the one in "Memories of Autumn".]

[The male protagonist Xin Haiwang is sitting in the back seat by the window, looking out the window, as if waiting for the arrival of peach blossoms.]

【And I... seem to be...Makoto Ito?!】

[It is the villain of the chaebol family. No matter how the story develops, the scumbag who will die from the hatchet.]

[A saying is often circulated by players.]

[Girls can be ignored, Brother Cheng must die.]

【Trouble, trouble...】

【Makoto Ito couldn't help biting his finger joints.】

【Damn, why did you accept it so naturally? Ito Makoto!】

[In the pain, he suddenly heard a weak, rustling voice.]

【"Shit..."】

【At the same time, the calf is itchy...】

【He looked down.】

【A delicate and flexible foot wearing black female stockings is reaching out to rub her secretly.】

[Makoto Ito subconsciously looked up along the stockings.]

【When you see the edge of the sock legs, slightly tightened...】

[He suddenly glared and forced his eyes to stop.]

【no!】

【I am stepping on the horse Makoto Ito!】

【No matter how beautiful the legs are, you can’t take a look at them again.】

[At least in this story, at least in front of me, Makoto Ito...]

[Behind every woman, there is a hatchet hidden.]

[As a man who has been playing in "Memories of Autumn" for more than a dozen times, he naturally knows that the person who is secretly stretching his legs to tease him is his deskmate, a particularly lustful woman... Kaoru Sakurai.]

[She changes different stockings every day because she is very astringent.]

[But in fact, she is a lonely and inferior woman. Because her mother was deceived by a scumbag and then she hates men very much, she chose the most scumbag in this class and used hints and teasings to make her revenge.]

[If you take the bait at this time and talk to her, you will unfold her strategy line...]

【No!】

【You can never expand!】

[If I were the protagonist Xin Haiwang, there might be further possibilities.]

【But as Makoto Ito…】

[Not even a little cause and effect!]

【firm.】

[In Makoto Ito's eyes, there is only firmness at this time.]

【"teacher!"】

【He suddenly stood up and pointed at the girl at the same table:】

["Sakuri took off his shoes in class and used his stinky feet to smoke me, which affected my studies."]

After the final draft was revised one time, Li Yan finally leaned on the back of the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is not certain that readers find it interesting, at least they feel it is right when writing.

This is exactly the kind of story you like, you can write it in one breath.

Now that I think about it, it is really painful to be careful when I count like "Seed Cultivation" and stop to think from time to time...

Although such a story has nothing to do with "literary writing carries the truth".

But I really don’t have anything to say about “Tao”.

Besides, no one really wants to understand any ideas from high school students, right?

It's just fun.

Even though there are still many flaws, this is a work that allows the wild dog to devote himself to the creation and find it interesting from the bottom of his heart.

Don't worry about shortcuts and mainstream aesthetics.

Go down and leave with your head down.

Walking and waiting.

Wait for readers who like it to meet it.

This is Gou Anxi's job, don't lose the chain.

"Dongdongdongdongdong--" A knock on the door sounded.

ha!

The midnight snack came just right.

Li Yan trotted and opened the door and saw a large plate of fried rice cakes.

Having said that, I don’t know when it starts, but when I open the door, I will automatically aim at the position of the plate, rather than the person holding the plate...

"Happy New Year with Wild Dog Teacher!" Lin Shanpu raised his plate and smiled, "Crab meat, squid and spicy fried rice cake, do you eat it?"

"Happy! Eat and eat!" Li Yan hurriedly turned to the side, "It just so happened that the book will be distributed at 12 o'clock soon."

"Well, eat it in the last five minutes."

"good."

Spicy fried rice cake with crab meat, squid and spicy.

Ghost.

This bad woman is a genius.

Not only is it sweet, spicy, hot, but it is also very morale.

It was just a little too hot when it was released from the pot, which caused Li Yan to hold it in his mouth and blow it to cool down.

"Where did you learn this..." Li Yanhu asked with a slap in his mouth.

Lin Shanpu picked up a rice cake and blew it while laughing: "Ha, actually, the crab meat doesn't match squid, but suddenly I want to make it~"

"Get whatever you want."

"Ha, you still say to me? I said I don't know how to comment on wild dogs' works, and I will only say it is interesting in any way I write it." Lin Shanpu smiled with a hug, "You are not the same myself. As long as it is made by me, everything will be delicious."

"I...I'm talking about the truth."

“So too ~~”

"Uh..." Li Yan's face turned a little red due to the spicy sting, and he said, "I may not find it interesting to show my book to others."

"There is nothing to do about this." Lin Shanpu said while sucking rice cakes, "Everyone's body and taste are similar, but their spirits and thoughts are very different. Writing a popular novel is much harder than making delicious dishes."

"Yes..." Li Yan scratched his head, "I suddenly felt so lucky."

"I am!" Lin Shanpu nodded vigorously and said.

The two of them smiled at each other, and suddenly they didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, the phone suddenly lit up.

【Sauce Explosion: Three minutes left.】

【Sauce Blast: Wild Dog Group, are you ready?!】
To be continued...