[Comprehensive] There is a Master's House in Yokohama

Regardless of whether it is a dialogue with cards, once the venue is moved to the Internet, it will appear insignificant.

Yunfu Xingzi relied on the fact that she couldn't see herself from the opposite side, so she was focused on two tasks, while pressing the keyboard to answer the questions smoothly, while holding the pen between the other party's questions, scribbling and correcting the manuscript.

Question: Why is Ms. Xueqing unwilling to show her true colors?

A: I don't want to show my face doesn't mean I don't want to be real, in fact I want to show my real self to my readers.

But it is always a dangerous thing to be known too much, so in order to protect myself, I had to try to hide it.

Question: In other words, Ms. Xueqing wrote her heart into the book?

Answer: Yes, words are the carrier of thoughts. As long as you understand my book, you understand me as a person.

Q: In your just-finished work, you wrote that the hero finally got the happiness he dreamed of, but then had to choose death. Does this reflect some kind of thought in your heart?

A: Do you want me to provide a standard answer?Haha, in fact, I hope that everyone is free to interpret according to their own minds, and then draw their own conclusions.

Question: You are really cunning. Although you wrote your true heart candidly, you actually hid your thoughts. Do you want to find someone who is destined by setting up puzzles?

A: Haha, you can say that too.

Question: In the previous interviews with writers on the Internet, you asserted that the Yokohama literary world is bound to take off. Many people said that you are blind and arrogant. What do you think of this?

A: It is understandable for you not to believe it, and you don't have to believe it now, as long as you can prepare for this inevitable event.

Pressing the send button, Yunfu Kyoko turned the pen and said to herself: "At this time, you only need to be arrogant enough. Not showing up is a disadvantage. If you don't speak loudly, you will be finished. Who will take off in the Yokohama literary world?" I will know, anyway, I will continue to draw this cake big and round, and bind the name of Yuki Haruki with the word Yokohama Literary Takeoff, and the goal will be achieved."

Plan pass.

Yunfu Xingzi gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

Question: Do you have any basis for foreseeing the take-off of the Yokohama literary world?

A: My next work is called "I Am a Cat: Dark Ages". This is my love letter to Yokohama, and it is bound to shake the entire Yokohama.

Q: It’s a self-confident declaration, but your achievements alone cannot be regarded as the achievements of a city. How do you prove the rise of literature in a city?

A: Do you want me to reveal a little more?Well, I have an article called "Rashomon" in my hand. This article is not written by me, but by a young writer who has never published a work. His name is Akutagawa Tatsunosuke , I hereby officially introduce him to you, and I also officially introduce him to Yokohama.

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Osamu Dazai concentrated on reading the special interview with Xue Qingyoushu in the magazine, thought for a while, and suddenly tore into pieces the stack of manuscripts he had written in bits and pieces these days.

Atsushi Nakajima on the side was startled: "Mr. Dazai, this is it!"

There is a reason for his shock. Mr. Dazai's temper has become more and more stable these days. From the beginning where he was uncomfortable when he didn't make fun of people, he transitioned to being able to sit quietly at the table for several hours now.

All these beneficial changes depend on the stack of manuscripts.

It can be said that if Mr. Dazai does not write manuscripts, he will always be a child who cannot stop.

On the other hand, those manuscripts are also very important and important things to Mr. Dazai, right?Atsushi Nakajima guessed so.

Now that Mr. Dazai actually tore the manuscript into pieces, the meaning contained in this is really scary!

It has to be said that Atsushi Nakajima’s impression of Osamu Dazai has deviated from Osamu Dazai by a thousand miles, but one thing is indeed true: in the previous few days, Osamu Dazai really cherished the manuscript he wrote.

"Don't get excited, Dun Dun, tearing them up is a good thing." Osamu Dazai smiled happily.

"How could this be a good thing! Dazai-san, what kind of stimulation did you get!"

"Irritated? Not at all. I'm happy because I finally understood what Kyoko meant."

"Understand...meaning?" Atsushi Nakajima showed a confused expression.

"That's right, whether it's the words she approves or the words that move her, they all refer to the same content, that is, to write your own story, to express your own heart. Ah, even though you write your own It's embarrassing to do such a thing, but I don't want to be compared to Akutagawa-senpai, so I have to work hard."

Although Osamu Dazai explained patiently because he was in a good mood, Atsushi Nakajima still didn't understand.

He still doesn't know many things about Wanshiwu, and he doesn't know that there is a "promise to die for love" hidden here.

Osamu Dazai hummed a light tune about suicide in a low voice, took the blank paper and pen again and sat down in front of the table.

However, he also noticed that Atsushi Nakajima was still confused, so he added a few words casually: "If you don't understand, just read the article published in that magazine, it is a personal story written by Akutagawa-senpai .Although I'm a bit unwilling, I have to admit that it was Akutagawa-senpai who met that requirement first."

And, Osamu Dazai still has something to say: "Fortunately, Akutagawa-senpai doesn't want to die in love with Kyoko, otherwise I might not be able to catch up."

Nakajima Atsushi responded half-understanding, picked up the magazine, and couldn't help but look at the pile of waste papers: "The one that Mr. Dazai wrote before..."

"It's just a clumsy imitation of Xue Qingyang tree." Dazai Osamu looked indifferent, "An ordinary person picked up a gun by chance, and then began to think about how to use it, whether to use it to kill people or to commit suicide? He Thinking that way, I walked around, met many people, experienced many things, and then found that there were too many people who wanted to kill, and a gun was not enough, so I had to choose to commit suicide in despair, probably this is the story.”

Nakajima Atsushi looked down at the magazine in his hand in disbelief: "Are all the stories written by Yuki and Yuki Haruki?"

"Of course not, that's why I said it was just a poor imitation." Osamu Dazai shrugged and devoted himself to writing again.

Although Atsushi Nakajima still had many doubts in his heart, seeing Mr. Dazai's serious expression, he decided not to bother.

He unfolded the magazine in his hand and read it word by word, unconsciously fascinated by it.

Maybe it was just an ordinary magazine, maybe the content in it was not as fascinating as many novels, maybe there was a lot of information that Atsushi Nakajima couldn't understand.

However, this is certainly a magazine that came at just the right time.

At the moment when Atsushi Nakajima suddenly left the familiar orphanage and broke into the colorful world of Yokohama, at a loss for everything around him, and lost his way forward——

He has gained a kind of peace of mind from reading the text.

"Buzzing—"

Yunfu Xingzi put down her pen and picked up the phone.

"Huh? Okay, I'll be right there."

Putting down the phone, Yunfu Kyoko said to Ryunosuke Akutagawa, "I'm going out to get the commission for investigating Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

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