Chapter 58: Day 1 of Writing a Light Novel at Inazuma
The so-called light novel refers to a genre of novels that uses popular language, concise writing, has a wide audience, and allows the reader to immerse themselves in the story from the reader's perspective.
Most of Inazuma's territory is composed of islands on the sea, each with different customs and culture, and knowledge about it is not widely disseminated.
They can neither make knowledge the most common thing in daily life like Xumi, nor have the teachings of immortals or the accumulation of ancestors to pass down knowledge from generation to generation like Liyue. The craftsmanship inheritance of Inazuma is passed down orally, and the popularization of writing is not ideal.
Therefore, when the light novel, a genre of easy-to-understand, interesting and concise stories, appeared, it became popular all over Inazuma, and Yaedo became a holy place for light novels.
Of course, in addition to light novels, the shrewd editor-in-chief Yaedo also published magazines and weeklies, invited famous artists to create exquisite illustrations, launched fan voting and other activities, and even invited a caring sister like Miss Hina to reply to letters, which greatly enriched the spiritual world of the Inazuma people.
The only one who got hurt was the innocent puppy.
Many authors of light novels that become popular are carefully nurtured and sought after by Yaedo. It can be said that they go from being ignored to being successful overnight, which makes countless people jealous and naturally follows suit.
Yaedo receives countless submissions every day, but the editors’ strict standards are the result of training. They have developed a sharp eye and sometimes can tell whether a novel is worth investing time and energy in just by looking at the opening.
"'I Became General Raiden's Husband, But I Just Wanted to Run Away'? The title is quite catchy, but the beginning is too bland, and the character of the protagonist is not distinct enough, and the understanding of the general is not clear enough, but!"
"'I was reborn as a sword and I can become stronger by eating iron blocks', this is too much of a plagiarism, it's obviously a copy of 'I was reborn as a hillbilly and I can become stronger by eating sunset fruits', but!"
"'I fell in love with my family's mortal enemy, and I eloped for love'... Uh, the protagonist of this story is not based on Miss Hiiragi, right? This kind of novel tainted with political disputes cannot be published casually, but!"
Editor Kuroda put down the book, rubbed his forehead, and felt a little tired.
Master Yajo was nowhere to be found, and the final review of the draft, which had already passed the scrutiny, was originally supposed to be done by her, but it was suddenly handed over to him, instantly increasing the workload a lot.
After drinking a cup of refreshing tea, I immediately felt better.
This tea is made with a kind of Liyue-specific medicine called Qingxin, which has the effect of refreshing the mind and replenishing qi. Unfortunately, after the blockade of Inazuma, there have been no new Liyue merchant ships for a long time, so this tea is used in small quantities.
No matter where Master Yagi has gone, the final review of light novels is something they must do. They must give the author an appropriate reply after reviewing it within the specified time. If they like the work, they will contact the author promptly, and if they don't like the work, they will return it. If they think the subject matter is imaginative enough but the writing is insufficient, they will contact the author first and then develop the author's opinion.
After taking a short rest, he picked up the manuscripts piled on the table again and started a new round of review.
"'Observations on the Life of Fox Fairies', is this another work with fox fairies as the protagonists?"
Kuroda hesitated. Although Lord Yamae didn't mind her appearing in the light novel, the editors were still worried that Lord Yamae would be angry if the image of the work was not good.
But his professional qualities as an editor prompted him to open the draft. After reading it, he realized that his idea was wrong.
[I discovered a secret.]
[My sister seems to be in love with a fox fairy.]
Such an opening immediately attracted Kuroda's attention.
In Inazuma, since ancient times, fox spirits have mostly appeared in feminine and gentle images, and rarely in male images. This is a novel entry point.
[I am the son of a minor noble family. I call myself a noble, but in fact my ancestors followed the general to war and were given a small official title, thus escaping from the peasant class.]
[But even so, we must ensure the pomp and ceremony of the nobility. Unfortunately, my family is so poor that we can only afford a samurai guard and two or three maids.]
[And my sister, Bing, is the most respected princess in the family. She is special.]
[Hair the same color as ice and snow, skin as white as jade, pupils as beautiful as glass, she is a masterpiece of heaven.]
[My sister already knew her fate. She would marry someone else to improve the family's status. I was powerless to change her. So when I found out that something was wrong between her and the handsome new guard, I kept silent.]
Hmm... the background introduction was a bit too detailed, but it was still acceptable, so Kuroda continued reading.
[That night, I saw my sister go out alone, and out of curiosity I quietly followed her.]
[She left the house with a lantern and her favorite clothes, and walked toward the woods behind. I watched her stop in front of a huge tree, and then a figure suddenly appeared from behind the tree.]
[I was so scared that I almost screamed, because the person who appeared was obviously my always smiling guard, but he had a pair of fluffy fox ears on his head and a tail swinging back and forth behind him. The smile on his face was also different from the smile during the day, with a bit of devilishness and evil charm.]
['You're so slow, how long are you going to make me wait?! ' My sister said angrily, but I knew she was just being coquettish. She always has this awkward personality, but in my eyes she is always cute.]
[I guess the guard also thought so. He smiled and lowered his head. His ears moved flexibly. He lowered his voice and replied, "It's my fault. I'm sorry, my little princess." He knew that his sister definitely didn't blame him. Looking at this scene, my teeth suddenly itched. ]
['The moonlight is beautiful tonight, how about I take you to enjoy the firefly forest? ' He said as if to apologize. ]
['I only agreed to accompany you out to play because I was afraid you would be lonely. Don't think too much about it.']
[I couldn't help but cover my face. My silly sister, do you know what it means to say one thing and mean another? You can't even hide the happiness in your eyes.]
[While I was still observing carefully, the guard's pupils stood up and stared at me. The fox's eyes glowed green in the night, and I was startled.]
[Oops, I've been discovered!]
The story ends abruptly.
Editor Kuroda put away the documents and began to think.
Judging from the writing style and writing method, he should still be a novice, but his creativity and imagination are pretty good. If carefully cultivated, it has the potential to become a hit. It's worth passing.
He turned to the first page, checked the author and mailing address of the article, and discovered that the address was actually in Inazuma Castle, right in the Mulou Tea House.
My pen name is Yueya.
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This is my first time trying the Chinese-language method, and it’s a good way to increase the word count hahahaha.
The story in the article is completely different from "Yuru Camp", it just borrows the character shell, so don't worry about it.
The protagonist is just a modern person who borrowed Shui Shui's shell. Don't worry about OOC. To find yourself, you will eventually OOC. After all, it is impossible for a person to pretend to be another person forever. That would be very scary.
Also: My period came. I was in so much pain that I didn’t have the energy to write. I was bleeding so much that I thought I was going to die. It took me two days to write this. Sorry, my dears.