Zongman: Being the leader in the wild world

"Ah, so what I said was wrong?"

Wang Mo was really asking, and he wasn't being sarcastic, but it was precisely because he was asking seriously that Dazai Osamu didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Fortunately, this strange atmosphere did not last long.

In the end, the few of them followed Shen Yuling's advice and came to the "company" that Meng Zixin had just registered, and brought Mrs. Tsushima with them.

When they arrived, Meng Zixin was writing a script. She was already writing the script before the company was even fully established. Can it be said that she was passionate about it?

I heard that every actor wants to be a screenwriter. I don’t know if it’s true or if it only refers to Meng Zixin?

"What are you doing?" Oda Sakunosuke stood beside Meng Zixin and asked, looking at a pile of papers covered with words on the table.

Meng Zixin replied perfunctorily: "Writing a script."

"Script?" Oda Sakunosuke didn't quite understand what a script was. He took the paper covered with words and read it again and again. Somehow, he also had an urge to start writing.

Thinking of this, he also asked: "Can I write?"

Hearing this, Meng Zixin looked up at him. He looked so familiar. What was going on?

Meng Zixin, who had been thinking for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer, decided to ask with her mouth. She said, "Who are you?"

"My name is Oda Sakunosuke!"

"Oh - Oda Sakunosuke." After a moment of silence, Meng Zixin suddenly said: "If you want to write, you can write a novel."

"Novel?" Oda Sakunosuke was stunned.

Meng Zixin nodded and said, “Yes, although both scripts and novels are about the development of the story, there are still some differences.”

Oda Sakunosuke: "What's the difference?"

Meng Zixin: "Um, well... the script is relatively simple, while the novel is relatively complex? After all, in the script, if you add a period after the word 'sky', it can be a scene, but in the novel, the description of the sky is more complicated, such as blue sky and white clouds, how blue the sky is, how white the clouds are, and so on."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and Meng Zixin didn't know whether he understood or not.

Meng Zixin: "Scripts are written for people to perform and express certain ideas through performance, but novels are simply expressed with words. They are each difficult in their own way. So if you want to write, I suggest you write novels. If you write scripts, you still have to find actors. Of course, you can also sell the script directly to others for filming, but that may not necessarily produce the effect you want."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded again and said very firmly: "I want to write a novel!"

Meng Zixin: "Then write it, don't just talk about it, you have to put pen to paper, otherwise you will never be able to write it."

The trip with Meng Zixin was over, and it was time for them to go somewhere else.

Of course, they had to go to a place that was safe, where at least there wouldn't be gunfights all the time. If there was danger at any time, Mrs. Tsushima's frail body would probably not be able to bear it soon, and she would die.

I heard that looking at more beautiful things can make your mood better. This is probably what is happening to Mrs. Tsushima now. When you are in a good mood, your body will not be so tired. Unfortunately, this is only temporary.

When everything was over, she was still frail and would not live long.

In the end, Mrs. Tsushima's life ended in the winter when Tsushima Shuji was six years old.

She turned into a snow elf, pure white when she came and still so when she left, but the traces she left behind were colorful, moving and deeply rooted in people's hearts.

For Dazai Osamu, it was an unforgettable and precious memory.