I am a writer in Tokyo

"I think if I can really help Qingzi find his biological parents.

That heinous bad guy will definitely become a good guy. "

Ye Zi just looked at Miyuki.

When speaking, his eyes were extremely sincere.

Many times, such an affirmation is actually needed.

For this girl who had long been filled with regret, Ye Zi's words were more useful than anything else.

When the autumn wind climbs up my arms with a deeper chill.

Miyuki bids farewell to Ye Zi.

And Ye Zi also returned to the Ito family's tavern.

"They are doing something very valuable."

Ye Zi looked at Ju very excitedly and said.

She looked very excited.

You can even feel that she can't wait to join their ranks.

"So, if I were to write this story, what name would I use?"

"Did they find it?"

the horse asked.

"It seems not, because Miyuki told me when she said goodbye to me that they would not stay in one place for long.

They are willing to search all over Tokyo for Qingzi.

Because they don't belong to any corner.

If it really counts, they should only belong to a place where they can sleep. "

Ye Zi suddenly remembered what Lao Jin said before.

When Ahua and Miyuki were busy there, Lao Jin was alone with her.

Lao Jin held a wine bottle in his hand.

You can hear the sound of water being shaken by him.

From far away, you can smell the smell of alcohol that is unique to people who have drunk alcohol.

He burped loudly.

He said in very long syllables: "Our home is very simple.

It does not require many people to gather together, no heater, no electric lights, and no need for a roof.

I don't care how many floors it has.

I just care if there is something to cover me with when I sleep.

Even a very thin newspaper.

Just like that, it was covered like a quilt.

It's a decent home. "

Thinking of this, Ye Zi suddenly felt sad.

Then I heard Kitajima say in his usual calm voice: "Let's wait until we find it before we think about it."

Mr. Ju felt that Ye Zi had encountered an opportunity.

If used properly, it might be a breakthrough.

He returned to the room, wrote down all the matters, and came to Xinchao early the next morning.

Because of this weird market, trendy people are not very busy lately.

When they find that they can't control the market at all, it's more of a relief.

But in the final analysis, this is just a way to find a suitable reason for yourself to mess up.

Ju's idea is very simple.

He doesn't care about how to break through market blockades and other issues.

Because editor-in-chief Kashiwagi and Mr. Oshima are responsible for thinking about these issues.

What he needs to think about is more of a superstructure.

In the words of Mr. Oshima, just think about how to lead the neon trend of thought.

"So, are you planning to copyright this story to a certain extent?"

Oshima Kazuya was a little unbelievable.

This is the first time that Ju has released the idea of ​​copyright derivatives.

Although he stated this story in advance, it was not his work. "Yes, this is a good story, at least according to the summary."

Oshima knew a little bit about Miyuki, but not to the point where he was very concerned.

But as a qualified editor, and even after claiming to be a mainstream promoter of Japanese thought, Oshima Kazuya also began to try to think about the problem from other aspects.

Since everything is in the service of literature.

Then you can sort out everything.

"Is this manuscript written by Miss Ye Zi?"

Oshima Kazuya felt that his DNA was moving for a moment.

I can’t wait to prepare for the manuscript.

"My suggestion is to wait until this story is truly over."

Oshima Kazuya said that it was difficult to live without manuscript urging.

But at this time, Ju handed over a folder.

"What is this? Bei Dao...teacher?"

Teacher Oshima was very confused.

Then he opened his eyes wide and told himself crazily in his heart, no, no, this is definitely not the case.

That's absolutely not how the story unfolds.

If you hand over a manuscript without your urging, it will definitely not be a perfect manuscript.

But even so, Kitajima's manuscripts are full of unspeakable temptations for him.

Wait until Oshima Kazuya takes over.

He looked at the understatement of the horse.

Ju said: "I think if one article that no one knows can break such a rigid situation, then we can come up with a few more."

Oshima Kazuya was trembling in his heart. He wanted to say that not everyone can write a book that no one knows about. If there are a few more books, then it depends on whether they can really do it.

"This is a story. My idea is to make No One Knows a collection, and the nature of this collection can be formulated according to what we discussed before.

Of course, the name of the previous story needs to be changed. You are more professional than me on this matter.

I don’t want to get too involved in making comments.

All I can do is write more. "

Ju's voice paused.

Oshima Kazuya didn't know what he wanted to express.

But when he raised his head to look at Ju, he felt a look in Ju's eyes that he had never seen before.

It's... positivity or something.

But I always feel that there is a tendency of young people to rush forward after their tempers rise.

There is also...a kind of stubbornness that is unconvinced.

Oshima Kazuya didn't have time to be overjoyed.

He just looked at Ju and gently raised his arm.

Then he made a fist in mid-air, and just like that, he smashed it down with a little force.

"A few more articles will destroy this damn market and those hypocritical literati."

Don't know why.

At this moment, Oshima Kazuya's eyes were full of light.

He never thought that this guy would show such an obvious temper.

In the past, he seemed to be a person who never had a temper.

It turned out that he also had a very heroic day.

Seeing this, Oshima Kazu no longer felt sleepy.

Full of spirit.

He burst out laughing, and then imitated Ju's example and punched down.

"It's not enough to smash a few holes, it's better to tear it down and start over."

Koma also laughed.

He gently pushed Oshima Kazuya's shoulder.

He smiled and said, "This looks weird, please don't imitate my moves."

... (end of this chapter)