Video submission is something that a minor who graduated from junior high school took advantage of the summer vacation to refuse social invitations from friends, trapped himself in a room all summer, and racked his brains to write something that can barely be regarded as a novel.

stuff, and then publish it on the website.

I was waiting for the editor-in-chief to come and beg me to sign a contract. I dreamed of earning a million dollars a year. I was looked at with admiration by my classmates, and after there was no news from me, I cursed the website.

There is actually not much difference between the two.

Of course, Mogami Kazuto's video contribution did not cause a stir. He was not surprised by this. It would be better to say that it was completely expected.

In today's world, it is quite difficult to gain something online with the purest music without any modification.

Mogami Kazuto is neither a cute girl who can put on a cosplay costume and play, nor does she have powerful tricks, and he didn't even show his face.

There may be people who randomly click on his videos and are immersed in them after hearing his voice, but there are more people who quit before he speaks, and people who never click in.

For more information, I will leave a few comments.

For example, comments such as "Why is it a man?", "I played something wrong somewhere", "The level is okay, not as good as so and so".

Mogami Kazuto didn't care.

In his previous life, he killed all the heroines in the book, and the comment section was in hot water every day.

Compared to those nice-talking old guys wandering around in the mysterious Eastern country, the netizens of the island country are too bad at scolding people.

That afternoon, Mogami Kazuto was sitting in the practice room, playing the song "god knows" that Terashima Aimi often played.

Unlike Terashima Aimi, who occasionally made a few innocuous mistakes due to the overly excited atmosphere at the venue, Mogami Kazuto almost copied the original song and played it flawlessly.

At this stage, the theoretical limit of human beings for a certain skill is at lv4. When reaching the second half of lv3, one is almost invincible. Mogami Kazuto is probably at this level now.

It’s just that music is a more metaphysical thing. Besides technique, it is also related to the performer’s state of mind and emotions that cannot be substantiated.

In Mogami Kazuto's opinion, even though his guitar skills now far exceed those of Aimi Terajima, his music is still not as shocking as hers.

But he didn't have any dissatisfaction. It was a skill he obtained from the other party. Being able to advance to this step was already a big cheat.

He did not get into trouble as much as he did in the past. Although he felt a little disappointed that the skills he had mastered were not the result of his own hard work, Mogami Kazuto still recognized the fact that the panel was a part of him.

After the song ended, he took off his headphones and put the guitar on the stand beside him. Kazuto Mogami got up and left the practice room and went downstairs.

Boiling water in the kitchen, Mogami Kazuto leaned on the edge of the cooking table, closing his eyes and humming "god knows" softly. The icons on the panel flashed continuously, indicating the improvement of proficiency.

Among the three skills he has mastered now, singing skill is the most convenient to improve. It does not require any preparation or threshold and can be practiced anytime and anywhere.

Of course, if it's on the street, you have to pay a certain price of shame.

Pour the boiling water into the kettle and carry it upstairs to the bedroom. A blank document is displayed on the computer.

The completed manuscript of the second volume has been sent to Natsuki Yuta. The speed of it made Natsuki Yuta dumbfounded. Now even the first volume has not been released yet.

Mogami Kazuto disagreed with this, but he was inevitably a little curious. There was no sign of involution in the light novel industry. If he had been writing online articles in his previous life, he would have been embarrassed to post in the group unless he wrote 20,000 to 30,000 words a day. .

However, light novels only come out in a volume every few months, and each volume only has about 100,000 words.

Too weak, too weak.

Mogami Kazuto decided that he must inject the power of involution into this decadent industry.

The ultimate goal is, of course, royalties.

People always have to have enough to eat, and they are not shabby.

Before Natsuki Yuta sent in his revised opinions, Mogami Kazuto had no plans to start writing the third volume. He spent this afternoon mainly watching various cover videos and learning from his peers.

Mogami Kazuto has changed his account IDs on various online social platforms to Totsuka Kazuto, a light novel writer who can cook, play and sing. He thinks it's pretty cool.

Suddenly, a line notification came from the phone. Mogami Kazuto picked it up and took a look. His originally relaxed and comfortable expression gradually lost its original calmness.

The names and avatars displayed on the line have been seen by Mogami and Kazuto for a long time.

Without deliberately understanding each other's living conditions, they are like strangers.

In the preview screen, her name was just written.

By now, Mogami and Kazuto have been able to confirm their own feelings.

He doesn't like his ex-wife.

What makes her like her and miss her is her guilt for taking the body of the original owner without authorization.

Well, that must be the case.

If this were not the case, Mogami Kazuto would be very troubled.

【Kazuto, can I take a moment of your time?】

More than ten minutes had passed since they saw this message, and Mogami and Talent clicked on the reply.

"explain."

"As for your parents, I think we should find a time to explain it clearly to them."

Mogami Kazuto did not reply.

"Thank you for being considerate of my work. The movie was released very smoothly. After we explain it to your parents, I will let the office make the matter public."

"knew."

"Well, then I'll wait for your news."

The other party never sent another message, and Mogami Kazuto did not continue to reply. It was like the automatic reply robot had been clicked to cancel the reply. It was as quiet as stagnant water in a pond, and even the wind never blew.

Mogami Kazuto has long been tired of this twisted way of getting along. He now yearns for sunshine and silence, instead of hurting each other in the darkness.

That kind of thing makes no sense.

In this world, no one can live without anyone. Even lovers who once loved each other to death will gradually fade away after experiencing separation.

Time is like putting layers of filters on emotions, which can beautify and dilute memories.

In the end, the original color cannot be found.

Lovers with deep feelings cannot avoid common things, so how could Mogami Kazuto have the confidence to do it.

Besides, he didn't want to do it either.

Mogami Kazuto is very satisfied with his current living situation and does not need to let anyone into his life.

A person's night is very comfortable, even if the dark night is indeed a bit scary, it is far less than the behavior of some people that makes him feel colder.
Chapter completed!