God Descends the Second Element

Arriving at Shengqi Academy, Wang Hao walked into the school with a schoolbag in one hand, and his eyes scanned the passing students from time to time. He had to say that the girls’ uniforms were really beautiful, especially the exposed white legs, which made him sigh from the bottom of his heart. No wonder girls’ high school students will become a kind of'JK' culture.

　　 In my previous life, I started from elementary school. The uniforms issued by the school are surprisingly consistent, almost all of them are standard sportswear, and my high school career is no exception.

　　 The students on campus whispered to each other. Although Wang Hao didn't care about their topics, he vaguely heard An Yilun's name, as if something big happened yesterday.

　　 When he wanted to get closer to listen, the other party immediately changed the subject, which made Wang Hao a little depressed. Then he shook his head lightly, and walked quickly to the shoe-changing place. I would know when I asked him next time.

　　 opened the shoe cabinet casually, and the emptiness made him breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, yesterday's Oolong incident did not continue to happen to him, so he quickly changed his indoor shoes and went upstairs.

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　　 Just stepping into the corridor, the lifeless back in front of the field of vision slowly moved forward. From this back alone, it can be judged that this is a sluggish person, and Wang Hao recognized An Yilun.

　　 "Lunya, good morning! But you really scared me when you came so early, and you have a huge difference with your usual stepping style."

Wang Hao ran over and patted An Yilun on the back. Except for the day of the school opening ceremony, he really hadn’t seen An Yilun also arrive early. He continued jokingly: “The sun really rises from the west. I got up, but it's strange, the direction of rising tomorrow morning is in the east."

"Who's fault do you think it is? I sent such a touching work in the middle of the night, and the author is still you. After reading it, it really makes me suspect that you are not the Wang Hao I know, so I will confirm it again. ."

An Yilun also said weakly. He looked at Wang Hao carefully when he was speaking, and observed him repeatedly. He was a little embarrassed to see him, and immediately coughed gently, "The game you recommended to me seems to be called " "Liankong" comes, although there is a bit of H element, there are many notable places, and overall it is really good."

Yesterday, after printing out the second five script, Wang Hao took out the Liankong that An Yilun also lent him. At the beginning of hearing the name, he thought it was a game adapted from the novel in his previous life. He waited for himself. After playing, I didn’t expect the content to be irrelevant except for the same name!

　　 The game itself is good, but this is not the key. The important thing is that Wang Hao re-searched for "Liankong" and found that there is only game, and there is no novel version.

　　 This means that the "Lian Kong" in the previous life does not really exist, and Wang Hao has a clue for the next novel.

　　 "Compared to this, the "Five Centimeters Per Second" is really incredible. Even if there are only four short chapters, I can be sure that this is definitely a classic masterpiece!"

　　An Yilun also looked excited. His behavior surprised Wang Hao. Is this the same Yilun An who is always interested when talking about games?

　　 I didn’t expect to let go of the discussion of the game today. Besides, I mentioned the game on my own initiative just now. Usually, here is the scene where the missionary promotes the culture...

　　 "So that's it, this is really a bit dare not to be."

　　 It’s good to not talk about the game. Last night, he just played in a hurry for about an hour. If he talked about it with An Yilun, he would only be perfunctory.

As for his evaluation of Second Five, this was expected by Wang Hao, and a bit unexpected. Most of the discussions on the Internet were good, but the comments were different from those of people I know around him, let alone a senior. Severe House, given such a high evaluation, still gave Wang Hao a shot, which increased a lot of confidence.

"It seems that you are not very clear, Haojun. Five centimeters per second is definitely one of the best works I have ever read! The writing style and vocabulary are too fresh and touching. I am reading another novel with a similar style. I was very touched by that work. It can be compared with the speed of five centimeters per second, and it immediately distinguishes itself."

An Yilun also pushed black-rimmed glasses. It was completely opposite to the malaise just now. At this time, she was completely alive and vigorous. She looked a lot more energetic. He continued to analyze in an orderly manner: "It can be said that this In the world of light novels shrouded by routines, the appearance of five centimeters per second is like a clear stream. Just now I said that the novel with a similar style is called the Metronome of Love. Judging from the updated chapters, I am afraid that the plot in the later period is very It's easy to collapse, but I believe Teacher Xia Shizi will make a breakthrough. If Ahao is interested, you can go and see."

　　While commenting, An Yilun also did not forget to give play to the missionary essence, which made Wang Hao a little bit dumbfounded.

　　 Judging from the objective evaluation of the love metronome, his evaluation is similar to that of An Yilun, but the second five tends to cause depression, which is more infectious, and it is easy to resonate with readers.

　　 "I have also seen the love metronome, UU reading www.uukanshu.com writing is indeed very clean and tidy, I also believe that teacher Xia Shizi will make another breakthrough."

When it comes to Xia Shizi, Wang Hao smiled knowingly. Although he only met her on the Internet accidentally, judging from the other party’s words and inadvertent emotions, he must be a gentle Yamato Nadeshiko, and still facing confusion. Choose a forward character.

　　 "I mean, as long as Haojun keeps writing it down, he will definitely catch fire. Don't give up, otherwise I will send you the blade every day."

　　 Before seeing Second Five, An Yilun had doubts about its popularity, but after he watched it, he was immediately dissatisfied with the result, and even worried that Wang Hao might give up the creation of 5 cm per second.

　　 Nowadays, many newcomers who create novels almost persist for a while, and they will give up for various reasons, and finally come across a work that touches him, and An Yilun does not want Wang Hao to become one of them.

He remembered the pain of his childhood, the intermittent half-hanging, which made people helpless. For example, the old thief Fujian finally made the reader fall into the pit, enter the palace for a while and leave the palace for a while, wishing to send a blade to his house every day. .

　　Hello! Is this the An Yilun I know? !

　　 "Have you actually sent blades to others?" Wang Hao obviously felt that An Yilun also exuded a strong resentment around him. Has this guy really done sending blades? After thinking about it, it is really possible, and he nodded cautiously and said: "As for the update, you can rest assured, in fact, I have another important thing that needs your help."

　　Ps: The author has something to do today. After I finish my work, I will find the time to code the word immediately. Even now, the update time is a bit late. I hope Minasan can forgive me, thank you.