Fantasy System Chapter 489: My special social security
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The elegant melody sounds like the clear spring water flowing from the window.
The supple blonde hair hangs down the delicate shoulders along the delicate neck, but still can't cover the fair and smooth skin. The soft curves shimmer in the sunlight.
From the side angle of Mu Fan, you can see the young peaks of the girl trembling slightly with the rhythm of the melody of the finger on the keyboard, as well as the slender and beautiful legs and the small jade feet hanging in the air. .....
"Fuck!"
Mu Fan's old face turned red, and he quickly turned his head away, patted his chest, and calmed his messy heart.
Unexpectedly, such a typical open-door killing welfare plot would be accidentally hit by him.
Can't watch it anymore, it will take three years!
Mu Fan secretly annoyed.
Is this Junior High School Student of Yamada Elf a bit of a hobby!
Baymax is playing piano all at home?
But think about it too. The Heroine in Yamada Elf's works all love Quanguo. She also said that Quanguo is justice.
Thanks to meeting him, if I encounter some conspiracy, I am afraid that I can't suppress the flood power in my body and jump into the window.
Mu Fan seriously feels that the color system of boys in this world is definitely not his fault.
It was developed by girls inadvertently.
Because they are so open!
.....
As a senior who is about to go to college, Mu Fan hates Yamada Elf's practice of playing piano without drawing curtains.
Immediately decide on the identity of the predecessor and teach this ignorant girl like a parent.
He immediately walked to the door and pressed the doorbell.
"Who!"
Suddenly being interrupted by the mood to play the piano, the tone of Yamada Elf is a little impatient.
Hearing the voice of Yamada Elf, Mu Fan felt tight, and suddenly felt that he had come to the window of someone else, and would be misunderstood as a voyeur. The voice immediately softened: "I am your neighbor, Twilight in the Mortal World, the author of E-Mule Library next door Your piano plays so well! "
"Ah?"
After hearing Mu Fan's pleasing voice, the Yamada Elf on the phone blushed.
Suddenly she seemed to realize something, put down the phone, came to the window, and glanced out of the window. When she did n’t find Mu Fan, she was relieved and asked, "You wo n’t just hear my piano sound next door. Are you here? "
Mu Fan tells the truth: "It's something to find you, and it's about Eromanga-sensei. She needs your help."
"Eromanga-sensei?"
Hearing this, Yamada Elf immediately lit up, quickly got up from the chair, rummaging through the bed clothes and pantyhose at a very fast speed.
"What about shoes? What about shoes ..."
"No, what shoes do I wear at home!"
.....
The Mu Fan standing outside only heard a rush of footsteps in the room. It did n’t take long for the door to be pushed open from inside.
Under the sunshine, the girl seems to bring her own special effects. Her beautiful long blond hair is tightly bound by a red hair band with a bow, her petite and exquisite body has been covered with pink. She wore a white lace princess dress, and she wore pure white pantyhose over her beautiful smooth legs. Standing pretty in front of Mu Fan.
I just accidentally saw the whole fruit Yamada Elf, and now I suddenly saw her wearing clothes, Mu Fan's face was a little hot.
Huh, I did n’t expect that this child is developing better than Sagiri.
Yamada Elf did n’t even notice the change in the expression on Mu Fan ’s face, and looked at him with anxiety and asked, “Twilight in the Mortal World Sensei, what do you mean by Eromanga-sensei?”
Mu Fan quickly took back his sight. Now that Yamada Elf knows that Sagiri is Eromanga-sensei, Mu Fan does n’t go around the circle anymore. It is straightforward: "Sagiri encountered some difficulties on manga, so I need your help urgently."
"Come and talk!"
As soon as Mu Fan was finished, Yamada Elf's expression became serious. He took Mu Fan's arm and dragged him into the room, and then closed the door with a bang.
Standing at the entrance and seeing the seriousness of Yamada Elf, Mu Fan's face twitched a few times: "Don't be so careful?"
Yamada Elf said in a serious way: "Eromanga-sensei is my own, her things must not be heard by others, otherwise, she may be robbed!"
Are you a lily!
Mu Fan's complexion turned black.
He felt that he should n’t come to Yamada Elf today. Judging from the tone of Yamada Elf, why do he always feel that he came to Yamada Elf to help promote her and Sagiri ’s trend?
"Of course, some people have no choice. After all, they are lucky, and they accidentally become the brother of Eromanga-sensei."
What is good luck, I have good care of my sister as an older brother!
Mu Fan rolled his eyes, too lazy and Yamada Elf theory, put on shoes, led by Yamada Elf, came to the living room sofa.
Yamada Elf signaled Mu Fan to sit down and took a disposable paper cup and poured a glass of water for Mu Fan.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Mu Fan just saw the piano played by Yamada Elf in the next room and the chair where the temperature of the girl still remained. His heartbeat could not help but accelerate, he took a sip of water in a hurry and felt cold Flowing down, depressed his panicked heart.
"Actually, the manga of Sagiri is missing a material. I hope you can help her and let her draw as a material."
"Huh?"
The unbelievable look on Yamada Elf's face: "As material? I thought I wanted to write a script!"
Mu Fan gave her a white look: "You should not be needed in the plot? Am I the author?"
"You?"
Yamada Elf stood up because she was relatively short. Even if she just stood up, her height was only the same height as Mu Fan sitting on the sofa. She crossed her waist and refused to convince: "How can you compare to a small street like you?" Deserve to be my No. 1 size talker in the "FULLDRIVE library"!
"Are you clearly ranked 10th this week?"
Mu Fan rolled his eyes at the book sold on the FULLDRIVE library list with his mobile phone.
"How come, last week I was clearly the first! And you just lie through the beautiful girl's lies, at first glance you are the kind of otaku who can't find a girlfriend."
It was directly disassembled by Mu Fan, and the tone of Yamada Elf was a little uncomfortable: "That ’s always better than your street writer? Tell me about your new book, let me see your sales, it must be a thousand times higher than yours. Right! "
How exaggerated?
You only sold more than 30,000 copies this week?
Mu Fan helpless sighed and said the truth: "Violet Evergarden."
"Why, what ..."
Yamada Elf suddenly glared her eyes, as if stimulated by something. She did n’t wait for Mu Fan to come back, she jumped up on the spot, her petite and pleasant body jumped from the ground. Pounced on Mu Fan.
Her hand was pressed on Mu Fan ’s chest. By coincidence, the two legs just straddled the waist of Mu Fan and rode on the waist of Mu Fan in a duck sitting position. A pretty face was only the face of Mu Fan. Less than five centimeters.
Yamada Elf stared at Mu Fan, she was full of unwillingness.
She really didn't expect that their publishing house's crazy book was written by Mu Fan.
As she kept approaching with an inquiring look, she and Mu Fan's face almost stuck together.
Seeing the evasive look of Mu Fan, Yamada Elf gritted his teeth unwillingly, his hands tugging the neck of Mu Fan tightly, and staring at Mu Fan ’s eyes with scrutiny: “You said you are the author of Violet Evergarden?”
In fact, Yamada Elf never pays attention to the sales of other authors. It has always been nested in its own building and codes its favorite words every day.
However, although I decided not to listen to the window, I went to the FULLDRIVE library as a writer for a meeting and during the party, I could still hear someone discussing the hot novel Violet Evergarden. Even the editors liked to read this novel, even Let the authors use the style of Violet Evergarden as an example to write novels.
It's just that Yamada Elf didn't expect that "Violet Evergarden" turned out to be a book written by Twilight in the Mortal World in front of her, who she always thought was the author of the street! ! !