Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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Damn it, how did Yui learn such a concise and powerful high-level吐槽 (tu cao, a form of witty retort)? Could Su Qing have been secretly tutoring her behind my back?

Su Qing, huh? Come to think of it, Su Qing hasn't said a word just now.

Everyone ignored Zai Muza, who was throwing a tantrum on the floor due to an emotional breakdown, assuming that he was using his body to help the Service Department clean the floor, and turned their attention to Su Qing.

"Well, it's your turn."

Hikigaya nudged Su Qing with his elbow, and Su Qing snapped out of his reverie.

What are your thoughts after hearing what they said?

Su Qing did not offer her own evaluation, but instead looked at the timber base and spoke calmly.

"what idea?"

"Hmm, do you still want to write novels in the future?"

"of course!"

"Masochist?"

The speaker was Yukinoshita, and now she has added another label to Zaimokuza besides "chuunibyou" (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur).

"No, what I mean is that even though it received a bad review, it's wonderful that something I wrote based on my own interests can be read and evaluated by others, isn't it!"

"But we only read your novel because we accepted your request. You need to understand that things like this won't happen everywhere in the future."

"Of course I know! There will definitely be readers who want to read my novels in the future!"

"What if there are none, or only a handful?"

"Even so, I will persevere. Writing novels is my passion!"

When Cai Muzuo mentioned this, he became incredibly excited and started yelling excitedly.

"So, do you want to become a full-time light novel author in the future?"

Su Qing asked one last question.

"Well, I haven't really thought about it yet, but I'd be willing if it were possible!"

After thinking for a while, Cai Muzuo spoke without hesitation.

"understood."

Su Qing nodded and then gave her evaluation.

"The light novels you write are basically composed of unoriginal plots, clichéd character designs, uninformative dialogues, and a chaotic main storyline."

To sum it up, it's rubbish; in layman's terms, it's garbage.

? ? ? ! ! !

That's way too much and too blunt, even more so than Yukinoshita, who is known for her sharp tongue!

Hikigaya and Yui both looked at Su Qing as if they were seeing him for the first time, while Yukinoshita looked at Su Qing with the same puzzled expression.

"However, I can see your sincere feelings between the lines, which means that your passion is not rubbish, but rather a masterpiece."

I have high hopes for you. Keep going, and maybe one day you'll really write an inspiring novel. I'll definitely buy a copy then.

Su Qing's tone suddenly softened, and she smiled brightly.

"Waaah, I understand! I will definitely persevere!"

The woodworker was initially greatly discouraged after hearing the first half of Su Qing's speech, but then things took a dramatic turn, and he never expected Su Qing to give such a high evaluation!

Will I one day write an exciting novel? Oh my gosh, I'm getting excited!

"Thank you all! Goodbye for now, I can't wait to get back to writing my new work!"

The woodcutter suddenly stood up, raised his left hand to shoulder height, and gave a big thumbs up.

He then left everyone with only a dashing silhouette.

After the timber carrier left, Su Qing also stood up and silently walked to the window.

How did you sense the passion in his words?

Yukino walked up to Su Qing and couldn't help but ask, "She reads books often and considers herself to have a certain reading ability, but she read all night last night and still couldn't feel any so-called passion."

Hikigaya also came over out of curiosity. As the third-highest speaker of Japanese, he naturally had a certain say and wanted to know how this passion was discovered.

And Yui is...

Haha, everyone's gone over there, so I'll go check it out too.

"I can't tell, he's just fooling himself."

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"6"

“╭(°A°)╮”

"What's the point of doing this?"

Yukinoshita didn't understand that the only way to improve writing skills was to diligently study and absorb excellent literary works; that wouldn't help the other person.

"What's the use... Let me think."

Su Qing remained silent for a while, as if she were thinking or sighing.

"You know, writing novels, whether full-time or part-time, is a very painful thing. If you just treat it as a game, then it's fine."

However, once you start reading with a passion for it, you'll find it hard to read other people's novels. Every day, apart from writing time, you'll constantly think about the next plot development of your work. You'll think about it while eating, sleeping, and in your spare time.

In the long run, this passion will only bring you pain and torment.

Some people say that the best way to quit something is to do what you're addicted to.

If you like playing games, then become a professional player, play for more than ten hours every day, repeating the same routine for a month or even a year.

Late at night, you'll lie helplessly in bed, questioning whether you truly love it. Eventually, you'll stop thinking about it; all you'll want to do is escape it all.

"Then why encourage him? He clearly doesn't have the talent for this."

Hikigaya asked doubtfully, but Yukinoshita did not refute the talent theory this time. The foundation of Zaimokuza had already determined that it would be difficult for him to even reach the level of an ordinary person.

Su Qing did not answer the question directly. Instead, she opened the window, stretched out a hand, clenched it as if she had grabbed something, and then pulled it back.

What do you think I have in my possession?

"It's candy or flowers! I've seen this magic show before!"

Without even thinking, it's obviously Yui.

"Is it air?"

Although Hikigaya didn't know what Su Qing was up to, he gave a fairly reliable answer.

Su Qing didn't speak, but simply smiled and looked at Xue Zhixia.

"Nothing at all."

Yukinoshita affirmed.

"Really nothing at all? Actually, I've studied a little magic."

Yukino hesitated for a moment, but still spoke, "There's nothing there."

Su Qing laughed, a very happy laugh. He opened his hand, and indeed there was nothing inside.

Did you know that in mathematics, an infinitesimal is a process rather than a number? It approaches 0 infinitely but will never be 0.

Just as I reached out and grasped something, the three of you gave different answers, but I know that each of your first reactions was that there was nothing, but the answer you said was not that.

Even beneath the snow, in that moment of hesitation, you already had the possibility in your mind that I was holding something in my palm.

This possibility existed as long as I held on, don't you think?

Although Yukinoshita wanted to refute that Su Qing had misled her, she ultimately nodded.

"The margin for error in life is quite high. From elementary school to high school and even university, a temporary setback will not ruin your entire life."

In other words, until the final results are in, no one can make any definitive statements denying that Zaimokuza can become an excellent light novel writer.

However, that process will inevitably be tortuous and lengthy, and one day, even the most burning passion will be worn away.

At that point, all we can do is rely on these seemingly useless words to give our passion the last spark to keep going.

That's what passion is all about.

What if you can't keep going?

This was a question asked by all three of them, and even the clueless Yui realized what it meant and became a little nervous.

"Then give up."

Su Qing shook her head and smiled wryly.

"No matter what others say or do, the choice is always yours, isn't it?"

Below the window, you can see that Zaimokuza has already walked out of the building, making some kind of exaggerated gesture, as if setting up a barrier for the Service Department. After doing all this, Zaimokuza stood still, rubbed his nose with his fingers, and put his hands on his hips, looking at his masterpiece.

Su Qing and the others watched all of this in silence.

Then, the clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the sun finally peeked out. A ray of sunlight shone directly on Su Qing, highlighting his features and making him appear somewhat divine.

Su Qing whispered.

"The so-called self is about moving towards oneself through a series of choices."

Su Qing turned her head, looked at everyone, and still smiled brightly.

"I look forward to seeing your choices and what kind of people you will ultimately become."

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Chapter 75 Bet

Let's go back to the lunch break on Judgment Day.

Exams, a popular activity during student years, don't become tiresome just because we take them from childhood to adulthood; they are also a scientific method for verifying the diversity of human species.

As one of the top three schools in Tokyo, Sobu High School's second-year C class was peaceful and harmonious, showcasing the academic excellence of its students.

"Baka yarou, what are you doing up on the mountain!"

"So what if I'm playing with a silver shovel?"

"Go to hell with your dam! You think your dad didn't see it just because you opened a small window? What's this? Click on it!"

"Would you believe me if I said it was AV?"

"Le, you're watching an animal video and studying biology, right?"

(After a brief struggle)

"I don't know anything about this! Secretly watching online classes?"

"Um, I've actually been struggling with math lately, so I'll take a look at integral transforms. Professor Song from mainland China explains it quite well."

"What did you say?"

"I don't understand math very well..."

No, the sentence after that.

"Is Professor Song from the mainland any good?"

"Are you making a fool of me?! Are you looking at integral transformations?"

"Um... is this illegal?"

"No, no, no, actually, my godfather in the mountains, I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed with math lately, you know..."

"I don't know how, I'm a noob."

"Get lost! You scored 175 out of 200 and you're telling me you don't know how? Come teach me tonight!"

"Why tonight..."

"Whether you teach me or not, I recently bumped into a garlic clove and a turtle on the road, here you go."

"Uh, add another golden Charmander..."

In short, it was very peaceful.