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The door of the small snack warehouse opened with a "click", followed by the sound of a puppy's paws slapping the ground.

Ranbugou walked all the way to Hualichun on the sofa, and looked up at her.Soon, the squinting-eyed puppy put its two front paws on Hualichun's knee, and then put the thing in its mouth on her lap: "Wow!"

It was a pair of black-rimmed glasses that looked ordinary, but they could instantly make a random dog look like two dogs after wearing them.

Looking at the resolute dog face of Ranbugou, Hualichun couldn't help but get excited.She took a deep breath and said solemnly: "After watching "Black Cat", did Teacher Ranpo really decide to accept the challenge?"

Picking up the black-rimmed glasses on her lap, opening the arms of the glasses, Hualichun carefully put the glasses on the face of Ranbugou.

Putting on the glasses, the puppy's squinting eyes instantly opened, and in the green pupils, there was a light that no relatives recognized.

The puppy wearing glasses turned around and walked towards the office area without hesitation.Under Hualichun's gaze, Ranbugou jumped onto the chair, and quickly tapped on the keyboard with its two paws without hesitation.

Facing "Black Cat", what is Ranbugou going to do?To create new works, or...?

With uncontrollable curiosity, Hualichun sneaked up behind the dog and craned his neck to take a look.

What was displayed on the screen was still the "Twenty Faces of a Weird" that was going to be published in the next issue of "Monthly Literature".It's just that at this moment, Ranbu Dog has made drastic changes to what has already been completed, and is filling in new content in one go.

——It seems that he still intends to use the second bullet of Akechi Kogoro series to decide the winner!

It was originally written by "Let's Revive!"The rating system of Wenhao Publishing House is rated as S grade, what will it reach after further revision?Hualichun is not clear either.But the only thing she knows is that although S rank is the highest rating, it does not mean that she has reached the limit of her own level.

The limit of art, literariness, and interest; for detective reasoning, there are also the limits of narrative techniques and modus operandi... and this limit is achieved through the writers racking their brains and exhausting themselves Only by pushing the body and spirit to the limit can we reach the ultimate state.

What has been published so far is too good and too easy to write for Rampage Dogs.That's because the ramrod has talents to match in its own right.And after meeting a competitor who is enough to touch him in terms of talent—the little raccoon Allan Poe, what kind of masterpiece will be born under the paws of Random Walking Dog who created with a different attitude from the past for the first time?

Just as Hualichun stared blankly at Ranbugou typing on the keyboard, there was a rustling sound behind him.The little raccoon who finished reading the sample issue of "Twenty Faces of Freaks" also came over.

The little raccoon has put on a confident expression on his face, as if the face of a little bear wearing a black blindfold is raised high.When he found Hualichun, he was planning to tweet something, but suddenly through Hualichun, he saw a puppy wearing glasses in front of the computer, struggling to read.

The tweet that the little raccoon was about to say was stuck in his throat.And at this moment, Hualichun also found the raccoon figure behind him.

She bent down, hugged the dumb little raccoon, looked at the squint-eyed puppy who was concentrating on typing on the keyboard, as if in a state of selflessness, and whispered: "Ms. Po, Mr. Ranbu really accepted you!" challenge."

"Although Mr. Luanpo always has an aura of self-respect every time he creates, but this time, it is different from the previous few times." Hualichun sighed involuntarily, "This is the first time I see Mr. Luanpo. This look."

"Temporary modification of my work, this is because Teacher Ranpo feels threatened - the current "Twenty Faces of a Monster" is not enough to win, if you don't make better revisions, you will lose to Mr. Poe's "Black Cat" !"

Hearing this, the little raccoon's stunned eyes suddenly brightened, and he stared at the chaotic dog with a piercing expression: "Jiujiu!"

Because of "Black Cat", he had to start modifying his own, but Ranpo Dog didn't feel angry or unhappy about it.What is burning in the puppy is a strong competitive spirit, and the hearty joy of being forced by the opponent to let his work continue to evolve.

"Perhaps just as there must be a weirdo with twenty faces in the Akechi Kogoro series, Ranpo-sensei, who has been ignoring Mr. Poe for the past few days, is actually looking forward to the arrival of Mr. Poe as his opponent."

Hualichun muttered to himself: "Mr. Po, you have also become a soul figure in Mr. Ranpo's life."

"... Teacher Poe?"

After not being able to hear the little raccoon's answer for a while, Hualichun looked down and was shocked.

At some point, the little raccoon was moved to tears by Hualichun's words, the black and white fur like a blindfold was soaked with tears, and the little raccoon wrinkled together to hold back the sound, but finally couldn't help but say: "Woo woo chirp..."

After wiping the little raccoon's face, Hualichun waited quietly with him for a long time, finally waiting for the dog to finish typing the last sentence.

The squinting-eyed puppy turned around and saw Hualichun and the little raccoon, with a clear look behind the glasses.He moved away from the seat in front of the computer, as if indicating that one person and one bear could go over and have a look.

"...Then I won't be polite, Teacher Ranpo." Hua Lichun immediately stood up, "I really want to know what will happen to the second draft of "Twenty Faces of a Monster"!"

Soon, a purple-haired head full of curiosity and a raccoon head appeared in front of the computer screen.One person and one bear were next to each other's heads, looking at the revised version of the dog together.

Both Hualichun and the little raccoon had read the first draft of "Twenty Faces of a Monster", so when they read all the way down, they quickly discovered the difference.

"Young detective team?" Hualichun was taken aback, and the little raccoon tweeted excitedly.

——Compared with the first draft, the biggest difference in the second draft is the addition of a new character named "Boys Detective Team".With the emergence of new characters, the balance of the plot has also been greatly adjusted.

but……

"Anyway, the second draft is much more interesting than the first draft..." Hualichun muttered to himself, "I never thought that on the basis of such an excellent first draft, the upper limit can be raised so much in one go. , as expected of Teacher Ranpo..."

The Young Detectives is undoubtedly a balance point between readers and famous detectives.

Even for seasoned reasoning readers, the famous detective in the story still feels out of reach.However, after Random Dogs is added to the setting of the boy detective team as a balance point, readers are more likely to have a sense of intimacy, and the readability of the book is also improved.

Hualichun thought that Ranpo Dog would further refine the techniques and tricks in the works, but he didn't expect him to find another way, focusing on characters and readability.

——After all, no matter how "reasoning" reasoning is, it is still "reasoning" in essence.

While she was thinking this way, the little raccoon who was reading with her also made a movement.

The little raccoon jumped up, holding the pen and paper, and ran into his room with his head buried.

Hualichun stared blankly at the little raccoon's back, and his heart skipped a beat when he realized it—he also wanted to further modify "Black Cat" in order to compete with Chaos Dog!

After all, the current direction of "Black Cat" is exactly the opposite direction of the modification of "Frankenstein with Twenty Faces".With a strong dark gothic atmosphere, it is destined to keep a certain distance from the readers from the beginning.But perhaps it is this special style that makes it eye-catching enough.

When making a choice among equally excellent works, many people will tend to choose the one with a more unique style.

Who will kill the deer remains to be seen.

***

The raccoon and ramrods rivalry continues until the mid-month release date.

Until the night of the release day, the other dogs had already finalized their drafts, but one dog and one raccoon were still holding their own drafts, pondering over and over again.

The hands on the clock passed by one minute and one second.And Hualichun sat in front of the computer, looking at the handheld in his hand, feeling more and more nervous.

It's almost zero o'clock.At that time, the online sale will be open, and the final layout must be completed before then.

But knowing that this is an all-out confrontation between two unmanned teachers, they must be concentrating on finalizing their work now, Hualichun resisted the urge to press for the manuscript, and sat in the office area to wait.

As long as there is time, I want to let readers see the best work.But even so, Hualichun had agreed with the two teachers who are not human in advance that the manuscript must be handed in half an hour before the release at the latest. At that time, no matter what, she had to confirm the final typesetting.Even if the final draft is not finished, Hualichun can only use the content of the previous edition instead.

And none of the dogs who also felt the urgency went to sleep, but collectively in the office area, waiting for the little raccoon and the dog to finish the draft.

Finally, half an hour before zero o'clock, there was the sound of "slapping" paws on the floor on the stairs—the little raccoon came down, still holding his manuscript in his mouth.

At the same time, the chaotic dog sitting in front of the computer in the corner also jumped off the chair and signaled to Hualichun with a "bark".

——Finally it's all done!

At that moment, Hualichun's heart felt tense.She immediately received two final drafts, and after browsing through them, quickly replaced them with the original typesetting, and made detailed adjustments along with a series of contents such as the cover, table of contents, and illustrations.

——Just ten seconds before the deadline, Huali Juncai printed the No.11 issue of "Monthly Literature" without any risk.

Looking at the latest "Monthly Literature" in his hand, both Hualichun and the dogs who were anxiously waiting together breathed a sigh of relief.

At 0 o'clock, the No. 11 issue of "Monthly Literature" was released on time.

After the dust settled, the non-human teachers dispersed one after another and went to rest.And Hualichun still sat in front of the computer as usual, staring at the online sales for a while.

When she turned off the computer and the lights in the office area, and came to the bedroom upstairs, Dazai and Chuya were already lying on the bed.

On winter nights, the sand-colored dog burrowed into the soft quilt, with only a dog's nose exposed on the edge of the quilt, and even its tail was tightly shrunk.And the orange-white puppy was mostly buried in the fluffy pillows at the head of the bed, snoring like a kettle boiling water.

Crawled into the bed that had been warmed by the dogs' body heat, Hualichun pulled the blanket up to her chin, staring blankly at the ceiling.

In order to match this duel, "Monthly Literature" announced for the first time a new two-week event, with specially designed stationery attached to the magazine, and readers are encouraged to send letters of reflection on the works of the current issue during this period.And the lucky ones will be randomly selected among the readers who send letters with the stationery attached to the magazine, and will be presented with the corresponding author's signature colored paper.

The duel time limit was set at two weeks. Whichever one of "Twenty Faces" and "Black Cat" receives more fan letters within two weeks will win the duel.

Thinking of this, Hualichun subconsciously turned around, but her face was buried in a warm, fluffy thing.

——It is the belly of the snoring Chuya dog beside the pillow.

The smell of a dog instantly filled the nostrils, and Hualichun's expression suddenly became dazed when he smelled the dog: "..."

And right behind her, in the dark bed, two dog eyes lit up like searchlights: "..."

……

This night, Hualichun wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep for a long time.

In the men's dormitory of the Tokyo Magic College, a room was lit until late at night.

Under the lamp, Xia Youjie was writing while thinking.The window in front of the desk was open, cold air poured in, and every breath would dizzy a cloud of water vapor between his mouth and nose, but he didn't seem to care.

The sound of the pen nib scratching the manuscript paper rustled, and dissipated through the window into the cold night sky.