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Ring quickened her pace and walked down from the awards platform, and sat in her original seat.

The seating arrangement at the awards ceremony is somewhat modeled after some evening parties.

All the guests and winners were arranged in a round table, and the people sitting at this table were all her acquaintances.

Except for the editor Ishibashi, the rest are Yamamoto Shuhei, Oda Sakunosuke, Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuya, Edogawa Ranpo and the Akutagawa brothers and sisters.

On the two sides of Hibiki are Yamamoto Chunhei and Nakahara Chuya, on the other side of Yamamoto Shupei is Oda Sakunosuke, and Oda Sakunosuke is surrounded by Dazai Osamu.

This kind of seating arrangement can keep Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu the farthest apart, so as to prevent them from quarreling or fighting again.

Just after the final award was presented, Hibiki ran down first, and Yamamoto Chunhei and several winners had to stand on the top to give their acceptance speeches. Hibiki was not used to the attention of the camera, so her speech was not arranged.

Looking at Osamu Dazai who was accepting the award on the stage, Nakahara Chu also sighed in an unbelievable tone: "I never thought that Dazai would win the Literature Award one day!"

"I think the poem you wrote last time, Chuya, is also very good. If it weren't for the fact that there are no famous poetry-themed awards in Japan, Chuya, you would definitely be able to win the award." Hibiki pouted. The results of the awards are a bit silent.

She approached Chuya Zhongye and whispered in Zhongye's ear, "Chuya, let me tell you, don't tell others!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also flushed by the gas he breathed out, and he nodded.

"Actually, Yamamoto and I wanted to give this award to Akutagawa, but Akutagawa was unwilling to win the award before Dazai, so this award was given to Dazai."

She sat upright, just to prevent herself from speaking too loudly, and her head was still slightly tilted towards Nakahara Nakaya: "But in fact, they are all at the same level now, and whoever wins the prize is qualified."

How could it not be qualified?

That's Dazai Osamu, Oda Sakunosuke, Gide and Akutagawa Ryunosuke!

Hibiki is a little proud, the winner of the first Yamamoto Literature Award, but she, although it is said that it is relatively early in the first year of the award, Dazai Osamu and his books are still in the typesetting and there is no convenience for publication, but this award is the first There is no question that this year's winners are the winners.

After 200 years, even if the Yamamoto Literary Award cannot be held due to various reasons, these winners from the very beginning are enough to establish the influence of this award.

"By the way, Mr. Zhongyuan, your collection of poems will be published next month." Editor Shiqiao was originally looking at Xiang with a bit of hatred for his stupid cabbage on the side of other people's pigs. However, Zhongyuan Zhongye next to him is also a literary youth he admires very much. He even writes more novels but less poetry. In the eyes of editor Shiqiao, Zhongyuan Zhongye is more important, so he feels very entangled.

Editor Shiqiao, who has been helping Yamamoto's father and daughter since the beginning of time travel, can be regarded as growing up watching Hibiki. He regards literature as his life and has been practicing the dream of promoting literature all his life. In the eyes of bridge editors, everything is precious.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "Thank you for your help."

Seen by editor Shiqiao's strange eyes, his scalp felt a little numb, Hibiki sat up straight, and separated half a person's distance from Zhongyuan Zhong, and began to talk about some topics that didn't need to be concealed.

"How's your recent studies? Is there anything you're not used to when you just went to college?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

"It's okay, anyway, I'm renting a house to live outside, and the professors at the school are okay. I'm a special student for literature. If I don't go to class, they won't care about me. It's just that there are too many people in class Come to me for an autograph." Ring wrinkled his face, looking a little unhappy.

"When I met fans in high school, Ryotaro would help me block them, but now he is not in the same school as me, so no one will help me block fans."

Zhong Yuanzhong also immediately became vigilant.

He has always been wary of Hibiki's childhood sweetheart Kise Ryota.

Although it seems that Kise Ryota and Hibiki are all best friends, but some precautions are indispensable.

"Just wait until Akutagawa comes to school next year. Although it is said that next year's literary award will be awarded after the start of school, but if Akutagawa is nominated this year, he should be able to get extra points and let him be admitted to Tokyo University?" Zhong Yuan Chuya is very relieved of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, although the other party is also a boy, but after all Akutagawa has been chasing Osamu Dazai, it looks like a person who has no love nerves at all.

Hibiki nodded, accepting Chuya Nakahara's comfort.

"What are you guys talking about?" Yamamoto Chunhei finished his speech, and after he got off the stage, he sat on the edge of Hibiki, scanning Chuya Nakahara with a vigilant look.

Nakahara Chuya showed a cute smile at Yamamoto Shuhei.

The two of them have fought secretly for many rounds in places they didn't expect to see. After all, although they are not biological fathers, fathers always have strong suspicions about male creatures with evil intentions that appear around their daughters.

"Come on, drink some of this red wine, it tastes very good. Nakahara-kun, you are over 21 years old, you can drink." Yamamoto Chunhei remembered that Oda Sakunosuke told him that Nakahara Chu also likes to drink, and he would go crazy when he drank too much. When pouring wine for Zhongyuan Zhongya, at the same time, he quietly hinted at the bad things about Zhongyuan Zhongya in front of Hibiki, "Before you were not old enough, you could only drink it secretly, but now you are of legal age and you can drink it openly."

"Thank you." Nakahara also felt that Yamamoto Chunhei had bad intentions, but he saw that Yamamoto Chunhei poured two glasses of red wine from the same bottle. It is impossible for Yamamoto Chunhei to poison his wine, right?

So he drank it.

After being drunk several times by Yamamoto Shuhei, Nakahara Chuya's cheeks flushed a little.

Oda Sakunosuke is an honest person who doesn't like to talk.

The Akutagawa brothers and sisters wanted to remind them, but they were glared at by Osamu Dazai who wanted to watch a good show.

No one here reminded Yamamoto Haruhei Nakahara Chuya would beat people when he drank too much and went crazy.

And Yamamoto Chunhei only thought that his drunken madness was just the kind of sloppyness of ordinary people.

When no one at the whole table told the truth, Nakahara Chuya drank two bottles of red wine by himself.

Seeing that Nakahara Chuya's eyes were not quite right, Hibiki raised his hand and held down the bottle that Yamamoto Chunhei wanted to continue pouring, "Chuya seems to have drunk too much, both of you stop drinking, I will send Let him go back."

"Don't, I'll give it away." Yamamoto Chunping didn't expect that he would lose money by stealing the chicken, and wanted to stop Hibiki.

"Didn't you drink a lot yourself?" Hibiki showed a speechless expression, "Except for Akutagawa, Xiaoyin and me, you all drank! Xiaoyin and Akutagawa don't have driver's licenses, so I have to go."

"Then let the assistant..." Yamamoto Chunhei wanted to prevent Hibiki and Nakahara Chuya from being alone together.

"Zhongye..." Hibiki didn't say it directly, but everyone present must have understood what she meant, "We can't just let people find out."

Xiang stood up, reached into Zhongyuan Zhongye's pocket, and took out Zhongyuan Zhongye's key: "I'll go first, anyway, I've also driven Zhongye's car, you all should drink less."

Stretching out his hand to support Nakahara Chuya, who was a little staggering, Hibiki felt unexpectedly that Nakahara Chuya was not heavy at all on her body.

Under Yamamoto Shuhei's angry eyes, Hibiki and Nakahara Chuya left the venue.

"Teacher Yamamoto, take care, Hibiki is already this old, and has reached the age of love." Editor Shiqiao comforted Yamamoto Chunhei weakly.

On the other side, Hibiki and Nakahara Nakaya just got into the car, and Nakahara Nakaya's eyes immediately became clear.

Just two bottles of red wine can't knock him down, but if there is more, he may really be a little drunk, and Xiang is seeing this and dragging him away quickly.

In fact, she didn't quite understand why Yamamoto Chunhei had also developed inexplicable hostility towards Zhong Yuanzhong recently.

"Why don't I drive it." Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little worried about Xiang's driving skills.

"Anyway, you can use supernatural powers while sitting in the co-pilot, it's okay." Xiang twisted the key enthusiastically.

The car started quickly, and his driving skills were passable, at least he wouldn't crash on the road.

When the car left the urban area with relatively heavy traffic and entered the highway, Nakahara Chuya and Hibiki started chatting.

"What's going on with Yamamoto recently? Why do I feel that he's always targeting you?" Hibiki asked his recent doubts, "And Mr. Dazai, and Mr. Ranpo as well."

"Mr. Dazai is targeting you. I can understand. The two of you have always had a bad relationship. No, he should be bullying you unilaterally. But what happened to Mr. Ranpo and Mr. Yamamoto? They and Mr. Dazai became a gang Is it? How bad!"

"Ah, this..." Zhongyuan Zhong also squinted at the sky, wanting to change the subject, "The weather is nice today, and the moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Hibiki looked at him, blinked, and tentatively asked, "Chuya, do you mean that?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned back to look at Xiang with some doubts. At first he didn't quite understand what she meant by "that meaning", but the moment he met Xiang's eyes, he immediately understood.

Zhong Yuan's face turned red all of a sudden, his eyes fluttered: "...that's...that's... If you mind, I don't mean it that way."

Hibiki looked at Nakahara with his neck shy and shy, and thought he was very cute: "What if I don't mind?"

Nakahara Chuya's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he raised his head, and met He Xiang's eyes.

Xiang held back his smile and said softly, "The wind is also very gentle."

Although he didn't understand what she meant, Nakahara already understood Hibiki's answer from Hibiki's smile.

His rationality suddenly broke down, and some drunkenness from drinking two bottles of wine that had been suppressed by his rationality came to his mind. Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned out, and quickly pressed his face against the side of the ring.

His eyes were full of smiles, and he said, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled, but he also intuitively felt another meaning of this sentence.

"What should I say?" he asked.

"You should say, the wind is also very gentle." Xiang shouted with a smile, her voice passing through the roof of the car.

Zhongyuan Zhong also laughed, just like Lou, he pressed a button on the car, and with a click, the roof of the sports car slowly lowered, amidst the sound of the wind, Zhongyuan Zhong also shouted: "The wind is also very gentle !"

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"How NPCs Get Rich [Western Fantasy]"

Traveling to the magical world in No. 15 years, Mei Weisi, who inherited the small shop at home, met a group of customers with strange names, and she discovered that she was actually an NPC in the game.

This group of players are all fools. The 0-durability old armor they sold to Mei Weiss can be sold back to the players at ten times the price after being scrubbed and polished. A pot of potion can be divided into small bottles and sold as many potions. With two magic lines on it, it can be sold at a sky-high price.

Mei Weisi found a good way to make a fortune.

As long as you give some equipment with magic patterns, players can get anything. The only regret is that they still can't find advanced magic materials.

But Mei Weisi picked up a little monster that claimed to be a demon.

----

Train grew up so big, and it was the first time he met such a strange human being. Not only was he not afraid of himself, a big demon, but the most important thing was that he couldn't beat her when he was injured.

And why is her focus so strange!

Meiweisi: "Do you have wings? The kind of feather tips that can be used to draw magic patterns can cut through the wings of a diamond's fallen angel?"

Train: "No."

Meiweisi: "Do you have scales? The scales of the hard dragon that can be ground into powder to make potions?"

Train: "...No."

Meiweisi: "Then... You always have that kind of cute little horns and triangular tails that can't be used as magic materials, right?"

Train: "..."

Mei Weisi (disgusted face): "Oh——"

Train (fried hair): "You wait! When I recover from my injuries, I will go back and pull out the hair of the fallen angel who guarded the door for me and the scales of the magic dragon pulling the cart in our family, and bury you alive! !!"

Mavis: "Okay, okay!"