I Won't Be a Loser

"Sleep?"

"Just getting ready, are you home yet?"

It was Sanye's voice on the phone. Hearing the other party's energetic voice, the sage had every reason to suspect the other party. When he got home, he fell asleep for a while, and only remembered to call himself at night.

"Well, I'm already home. I got home in the afternoon, but I forgot to call you. By the way, I forgot some things with you. Remember to help me deal with them casually."

"what?"

The sage lying on the bed glanced at his room, but didn't see anything special.

"In the bathroom... No, leave it for your girlfriend to use, it's better not to waste it."

"......"

The sage who probably guessed what it was, suddenly had a deeper understanding of Sanye's boredom.

"It's nothing, I'm going to sleep, don't waste my time."

"Oh, and Clover likes your gift very much. Grandma also received your gift and asked when you will come back."

"Usually I have to go to school, and it must be during the summer vacation when I come back. I will come back after the summer vacation."

"Oh, I see, I will convey this to them."

"Is there nothing else to do?"

"Good night."

".......OK, good night."

I was a little surprised that Sanye would say good night to him, but he still replied 'good night' for the time being. The sage hung up the phone, lay on the bed, looked at the floating light on the ceiling of his room, and closed his eyes.

"I'm going to Tokyo to go to school. I won't be returning to Itomori for a long time. If you have anything to do, you can send me a letter~Of course, the reply depends on whether I have time."

Looking at the blurred face of the other party, the sage wanted to recall carefully and see the other party's face clearly, but the closer he got to the other party's face, the other party's figure became more illusory, so he had to let go of the attachment in his heart, Quietly looking at the familiar figure.

"Well, I know, when you arrive in Tokyo, your studies will be very stressful, and it's normal to give priority to studies."

"Well—although I feel very comfortable getting along with your mature personality on weekdays, but this time, it's still like this, which makes people a little unhappy."

The other party's face came close to him, but it was pitch black and so empty that the sage woke up suddenly.

hiss--

Suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window and the chirping birds, he bit his lips, rubbed his head with both hands, and recalled the dream just now.

"Hi-ah-"

Frowning with some pain on his face, he sat up sullenly, accompanied by a long sigh.

"That dream was a long time ago, right?"

For him, it has been more than ten years, and the appearance of the other party has become extremely blurred under the erosion of time, and there is only the other party's name, which he still clearly remembers - Vine and Nunnv.

The eldest sister who lives next door has a cheerful and lively personality, which is completely different from him, but she can get along well with him.

After graduating from high school, she went to Tokyo to go to school, and agreed to contact the other party by letter, but after she went to Tokyo for a while, the letter he sent returned.

"It's a matter of extra time.....It should be three years from now? Hmm...the other party should be when he graduated from high school, at that time..."

The sage recalled something, and the expression on his face gradually became complicated. After a moment of silence, he sighed slowly, got up from his bed, put on his own clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

After simply washing up and tidying up, I prepared breakfast.

Quietly tidied up everything in the room, took a look at the breakfast that had just been prepared, finished the breakfast quietly by himself, put the dishes in the sink temporarily, put his schoolbag on his back, and walked out of the apartment. I didn't think about the dream anymore....

"Did your family come to Tokyo during the holiday?"

After arriving at the school, she sat down in her seat. Not long afterward, Ying Lili, who came to the classroom, came to his desk, put one hand on his desk, and asked an interesting question .

I thought that Ying Lili recognized her mother and helped the lost Gongshui Erye, but now it doesn't seem to be the case?

"I remember you have seen it before?"

"Ok?"

"Did you meet my mother and sister in...?"

"Yes, but that was seven or eight years later. How can I still remember the appearance I saw at that time...So, that person that day was your mother?"

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The Season of Cherry Blossoms: 153. A capable female editor and a green high school male writer

Looking at the idiot's eyes, the blond girl with twin ponytails couldn't help showing her canine teeth. Her eyes scanned the sage's body, but because there were more and more people in the classroom, she had to temporarily choose to give up.

Gently snorted twice towards the sage's lips, uttered a threatening word, and then returned to her own seat. The sage who was 'threatened' watched her leave indifferently, and sat quietly. In his own position, he closed his eyes.

The person I associate with is not in the same school, and it is indeed a slightly helpless thing. When it comes to recess, the sage also doesn't know what to do, and he can't sing his youth like ordinary people. The only thing he can do is to watch other people squander their energy, while sitting at the desk, flipping through the publications he bought casually in the convenience store.

"New Screenplay Competition."

Suddenly seeing something interesting, the sage paused for a moment on that part, and read it carefully.

'A bonus of 500 million yen. '

His eyes lingered on the amount of the bonus for a moment, he folded the publications on the table casually, and put them back on his desk, but he was a little bit concerned about the award in his heart... ...

During the day, he had boring classes in the school, and when school was over in the afternoon, because he and Setsuna were not in the same school, they couldn't go home together after school. The sage paused for a while at the Astronomical Club, walked out of the school gate alone, and returned to his own At home, I put more focus on my own creation, and decided to spend about three hours a day, all on the matter of creation.

Perhaps it is because of his extraordinary talent for this kind of realistic tragic content. When creating, the sage did not feel exhausted at all. On average, he could create about [-] words per hour, and now he has nearly [-] words. the content of the word.

Generally speaking, normal novels basically have such a word count.

But the sage feels that it is not yet the end. He predicts that his work will be finished at about [-] words. At the current speed, it will be finished in about a week.

"There is no big problem with the work. The key now is to submit the manuscript after completion. For example, those big awards must have nothing to do with a pure newcomer like me. The nearest newcomer awards are probably only those in the library. and the newcomer award from the publishing house."

The sage sitting in his room took out his mobile phone. Even though it is not as simple and convenient as later generations, there is still no problem in surfing the Internet. When he opened the browser, he directly entered the website of those libraries, and took a look at the most recent Newcomer Award Event.

But I flipped through it casually, and I saw that there is no problem in submitting articles for the activities I saw, but I have to wait for a while to participate in the awards, and the selection will start after the summer vacation.

"It's been a little longer, and it doesn't match my idea. Such a work, even if it is put into the library's newcomer award..."

The sage, who remembered that Qingpu Wu had given him a business card, opened the drawer beside him, and briefly flipped through it.

Some time ago, when my family came to visit me, the hidden things were completely used up in yesterday's "fierce battle", and the remaining things were searched casually, and I found Qingpu Wujiao. That business card for him.

I got it in front of myself, and carefully looked at the name on it, as well as the publishing house.

"Open Sakura Club, Fuzeoka Mari."

Putting the business card on his desk, placed it in a position where it would not be blown away by the wind, pressed the corner of the business card with a pen holder, the sage closed the drawer again, sat down in front of the desk, and continued to write. go down.......

In May, even though Rio Futaba said that she would become busy, at noon, the sage could still see her figure in the familiar laboratory, and the two of them sat in the laboratory as usual , and there is no change from before.

Every day they chatted about their own trivial matters, and occasionally Futaba Rio would ask about the sage and Setsuna, but after asking, they would fall into a brief silence.

In the classroom, Yihua would occasionally talk to the sage, but it was not as close as before. In the eyes of others, Yihua was alienated from him, and some subtle rumors spread in the class. Come, but disappear quickly.

The two of them kept a distance from the blond girl with twin ponytails, and they didn't have any special contact at school or on weekdays. It's just that when the sage was in a daze, he would occasionally meet each other's eyes... ..

Time is gradually flowing like this. With the passage of time, the temperature gradually becomes warmer with the change of the month and calendar. After a while, it is almost time to put on summer clothes .

The boys in the class are full of expectations for the summer, hoping to see more fair skin and body parts of the girls. As for the sage, because the work is nearing completion, he is also thinking about how to get along with the girl Editors make contact.

I learned that the other party is a magazine publishing house. If I just wrote some publications, I can hand them over to the other party. But now I want to publish my own works. The process is not so simple.

"You still have to do it. If you don't try it, you just stay where you are."

After school on Friday, after returning to his apartment, the sage took the initiative to pick up the business card, looked at it for a while, and dialed the other party's phone number.

beep--

beep--

beep--

After waiting for ten seconds without any response, the sage stood quietly in his room and continued to wait. After about a minute, no one answered the phone, which made him sigh involuntarily.

Just when he was about to hang up——

"Hi, this is Fuzeoka Mari, what can I do?"

Ben already felt that the other party would not answer the phone, and when he was thinking about submitting a manuscript to another publishing house, a crisp female greeting sounded from the other end of the phone.

Even if they didn't meet each other, but only heard the other party's voice, the sage had already outlined a vague image of a capable woman in his mind.

"My name is Kento Miyamizu. I have something about submission. I want to chat with Ms. Fuzeoka Mari. Do you have time?"

"Contribution?"

Mari Fuzeoka, who was dealing with work in the editorial agency, couldn't help but frowned.

A strange phone call, the same strange name, a person suddenly contacted herself, and talked about the submission of the manuscript. Mari Fuzeoka's instinct as an editor told her that she didn't need to pay attention to the other party at all. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a high school student who got his contact information by accident, and wants to give his "work" to himself, and publish it in a magazine at once.

Although it is true that submissions are accepted and published in their own magazines, the published content is all selected by the magazine, or the editors of the magazine actively submit to those famous writers. people invite.

It is not uncommon for Mari Fuzeoka to meet people like this who came to her door on their own initiative, but they were all dialed from the company phone, and this rarely happened on her private number.

"If you have a manuscript, you can submit it directly to our publishing house. Is there anything else you can do?"

The other party's response was capable and concise, and it was basically not beyond the sage's expectations. The other party did not show much enthusiasm for someone like him who took the initiative to come to the door. For him now, the sage of Gongshui The name really has no gold content.

"No, the content I want to submit may be different from what you said, Ms. Fuzeoka. What I want to submit is my work."

"work?"

Fuzeoka Mari felt that the other party was a bit boring. If anyone's work is not a work, yours is much more special than others?

"Anything special?"

"No, it's just that it's not the kind of contribution published in your magazine, but a contribution about published works."

With lowered eyes, looking at the documents on his desk, Mari Fuzeoka, who was thinking about how to reject the other party, and started to move, after hearing what the sage said, he became a little interested.

"Published works?"

"Ah."

"I understand--"