I am a writer in Tokyo

Whenever I saw Wei Teng, I always felt that this guy with red eyes and a bit of hysteria was different from the down-and-out homeless man I had seen before.

The homeless man who had no money to pay for the prostitution at least had some decency as a human being, but the one in front of him was a complete monster.

Ju glanced at the accompanying policemen in a very obscure way. Is torture still used in Japan?

The police reacted very quickly. They were worried that Mr. Koin might have this misunderstanding, and they immediately explained that Eto's condition was caused by his lack of sleep, and that they did not do anything at all.

They didn't want to make a bad impression, especially in front of this writer.

Of course, there seems to be a piece of news coming out recently.

The writer before us is working hard for the rumored Nobel Prize in Literature.

Once this writer represents Japan to the highest pinnacle of the literary world, they will be honored to meet him at this moment.

"So what is his purpose?"

Ju didn't think there was any reason for a homeless man to be so crazy.

“This reason…”

The police looked at each other, and they were a little embarrassed to speak.

"About a misunderstanding from long ago."

At this time, Matsuo took out the notebook he carried with him. His professionalism told him that at this time, a piece of information could often serve as a very important evidence in the judgment.

“In fact, he wanted to be on a big stage.”

“What big stage?

“The world stage that represents neon literature.”

Everyone who heard the news fell silent.

If that's the reason...

The mental state of Japan in this century is not very good, which also leads to the mental state of most Japanese people not being very good.

“His family seemed to have always been a literary tradition, starting with his grandfather, then his father, and then him.

At that time, his grandfather made money by writing books and moved away from Japan, and the whole family settled in Europe.

Later, it was his father who represented a certain achievement in Japanese literature in Europe.

This also led to him becoming such a person subconsciously.

only……"

Another policeman took over the conversation.

“It was just that when he returned to China a few years ago, he attempted to achieve the highest achievement of dazzling Japanese literature through Xinchao or other publishing houses.

but……"

At this point, the whole picture of the matter is basically clear.

"He was suppressed by you and couldn't even show his head."

Matsuo went on to say, “In fact, I was also shocked when I learned that you had achieved such a high level of success.

You know, because I'm a little too young compared to those people.

So young... you seem like you don't belong to this world."

Matsuo read Koma's debut novel, and then he discovered something.

It would be a terrifying thing to meet someone like Kitajima Koma in the same era.

Because no one would write Snow Country, and of course no one would write the subsequent books.

It was as if the gods had sent him down specifically to redeem Japanese literature.

“So he went crazy.

Jealousy can really make people feel crazy.

It's completely crazy, and that's where all the malice comes from."

Everything was over. After Matsuo provided relevant evidence, he swore in front of Kitajima Koma that he would send this guy to jail.

When they were about to leave the police station, the police stopped Ju.

"Well... Mr. Xiaoyuan, I have a very presumptuous question to ask.

Nobel Prize in Literature..."

"Yes, I will get it."

"Really? Thank you for saving Neon literature!"

The police's gaze was originally much lower than that of Ju and the others, and after hearing Ju's assurance, they all bent down and bowed to express their most sincere respect.

Perhaps everyone in Japan is paying attention to one thing at this moment.

That is about Koin Yishu's Nobel Prize nomination.

After being jointly recommended by several professors from the Faculty of Literature at the University of Tokyo, Kazuki Koin and his works including "Snow Country" were sent to Sweden.

This is of great significance to the entire Neon.

Because before this, no writer had ever truly walked into Sweden and stepped onto the podium in Stockholm.

Even though he was nominated, he was not selected.

Neon really needs a true spiritual benchmark.

And now, this young man who had risen out of nowhere had just broken into that holy land of literature with his book.

and so……

Editor-in-Chief Kashiwagi has been suffering from insomnia recently, and Mr. Oshima's symptoms are much more serious than Kashiwagi's.

This situation even spread to the entire new trend.

They are all waiting for news, news that will allow Neon to officially enter the world.

As the summer heat gradually faded and the breath of autumn dyed Tokyo's maple leaves red, an email from Stockholm landed in the mailbox of the Shincho editorial department.

Ju was invited over.

The entire Shincho stopped working at this time and surrounded Kitajima Koma who was holding the letter.

"can you?"

Oshima Kazuya asked a little excitedly.

At the same time, he was worried about what would happen if he failed.

Editor-in-Chief Kashiwagi forced his voice to become steady.

"Then try again next year. I'm sure it will work."

"It must succeed."

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Kitajima Koma was also a little nervous at this time.

When the envelope was opened, a letter inside appeared before everyone's eyes.

It's a handwritten letter.

All in English.

But those present were all educated people.

The office was so quiet that you could hear the rapid breathing and heartbeats.

The content of the letter is as follows.

The Nobel Prize in Literature Committee
Stockholm, Sweden
1994/ 10/ 10

To: Mr. Kitajima

Dear Mr. Bei Dao:
We have the honor to inform you that after careful deliberation, the Swedish Academy has decided to award you the 1994 Nobel Prize in Literature in recognition of your "ability to penetrate the mist of the times with a poetic eye, to reshape the philosophy of Eastern narrative in novels and poems, and to open up new linguistic frontiers for the freedom and transcendence of the human spirit."

Your representative works, such as Snow Country and The Dancing Girl of Izu, weave the fate of individuals and the rupture of civilization into universal fables with beautiful and sad brushstrokes. Your exploration of the purity of language, your questioning of historical memory, and your compassionate gaze on human nature have profoundly influenced the spiritual dimension of contemporary literature.

We cordially invite you to attend the award ceremony at the Stockholm Concert Hall on December 1994, 12, and to deliver the acceptance speech at the Nobel Banquet the following day.

At that time, members of the Swedish royal family and representatives of the international academic and literary circles will witness this glorious moment together.

Please contact us after receiving this letter to arrange your trip and follow-up matters. Your participation will make this ceremony more meaningful.

Sincerely,
lofty respect

Anders Olsson
Chairman of the Nobel Literature Committee
Contact information:[email protected] |+46-8-8888888
"

and so……

This is the Nobel Prize in Literature!
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