I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 11 Can You Help Me?

When Kazuya arrived at the company, he kept recalling what Kou said last night in his head.

At first he didn't realize what kind of thing it was.

It wasn't until he fully regained his senses that he realized why Koo emphasized that it sounded a bit arrogant before speaking.

No one would have thought of reforming the haiku.

This is similar to someone now threatening to take out one sentence of the five-character quatrains as poetry.

As long as the guy who puts forward this concept is either not being scolded as a bloody sprinkler or it is basically not far from the time to say goodbye to this circle.

But then again, the haiku written by Ku, no, according to the definition given by Ku, it should be called a haiku now, and the writing is really good.

Some things don't really need a real definition to say he is good or bad.

In many cases, just relying on what you see or hear at first sight, you can determine what kind of work it is.

The previous Snow Country was one, and the current one is also one.

This feeling has been a vague concept long before, until now and also has this feeling again.

It seems that the appearance of the foal is the god giving food.

It's the kind of God who keeps feeding you, without the slightest hesitation, spoon by spoon, without asking if you're hungry, just pouring it into your mouth anyway.

A teenager who almost died of freezing on the side of the road can write such a thing, what else can it be if it is not fed by God?
I'm afraid it's not a shrine that enshrines his tablet.

And also sighed, a little sad.

This matter is not easy to handle.

The half-dead periodicals are reeling from the past few haiku poems.

The more fried the cold rice is, the less delicious it will be.

No wonder the literary circles are now singing the bad news about Haixie.

Then if you are badmouthing, go save him, a bunch of bastards.

Thinking of the end, Kazuya ran to the smoking area and took out a cigarette and lit it.

After thinking for a long time, I came up with a solution.

Go to Ju and have a good chat about this matter.

……

"No."

"Nothing, you can definitely write."

"Not really."

The horse shook his head firmly.

At the same time, I was shocked by this guy who appeared in the backyard of Ito's house.

Fortunately, the Ito couple and the first generation have both gone out during this time, otherwise they would not know how to explain it if they saw it.

Kou didn't intend to confess to them about his book writing.

Therefore, I also asked Oshima Kazuya before, not to publicize his book writing in the store.

Oshima Kazu also got such an answer and shook his head angrily, not quite understanding.

But then he saw the tree in the yard.

"Wait, Teacher Bei Dao, is this a wintersweet tree?"

Isn't this an obvious thing?
"So, the small courtyard, it's because this courtyard is very small." Oshima Kazuya said in a surprised tone as if he had seen something scary, "Then there is a tree in the small courtyard, so it is a tree in the small courtyard?"

"Is this the origin of your pseudonym?"

Xiaolin Yicha can be called Xiaolin Yicha, why not Xiaoyuan Yishu?

"Yes, you are amazing, Oshima-sensei."

Great ghost.

If he knew that he chose his name so casually, he should have changed it if he had known.

At first, I thought it was related to some beautiful morals.

It took a long time, just because there was a tree in the yard. It was as simple as that.

But let's not mention the pseudonym for now.

"What Mr. Bei Dao said yesterday, I thought about it carefully today, and I think it makes sense." Kazuya looked around, but couldn't find a place to sit, so he had to stand where he was.

"If this thing is done successfully, it will be a very powerful thing."

"It's completely enough to make me famous in history."

"But it's not enough for me alone."

Kazuya walked up to Koma and looked at him with fiery eyes.

"Your help is needed here."

Ju suddenly felt regretful.

In fact, last night, I shouldn't have painted cakes for Kazuya Oshima.

So much so that now after he ate this cake, he ran here to make a cake for himself.

But Kazuya didn't care whether Koma was listening carefully.

A person has been talking in a rambling manner.

"At present, if we directly carry out reforms, we will inevitably encounter many obstacles, especially when this concept is first proposed, it will be immediately labeled as negative, and then it will be stillborn."

"So what I can think of is that there is a concept, but there is no need to really bring it up.

Teacher Bei Dao, if you can give me a collection of poems, no, half a collection of poems, I can try to communicate with the editor-in-chief.

Add a subsection below the main trendy issue for poetry called haiku.

After there are more serials, this sub-section can go out independently, and a sub-journal dedicated to publishing haiku can be established.

The acceptance of the market represents the feasibility of this reform. If it is accepted by the public, then it is not too late for us to propose this. "

Oshima Kazuya felt a little tired after standing for a while, so he squatted down next to Bei Daoko under the wintersweet tree.

Seeing that Bei Daoju didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and shook it twice in front of him.

Because the two are more familiar now, they can often joke around.

Not as stiff as it was at first.

Originally, Oshima Kazuya's temperament was not particularly indifferent. After getting acquainted with him, he would find that he was a very easy-going editor, and he didn't have the so-called superior airs.

Maybe that's why the security guard went to see Da Dao and Kazuya alone to read the manuscript.

Ju did not expect that He would do such a trick.

This is indeed a good way.

And in fact, in the original world, the reform of haiku and haiku started in this way.

Kazuya said that well.

If this matter is done well, it will definitely be the kind of level that will be famous in history.

It's just that I didn't expect Kazuya's mobility to be so strong.

Think carefully.

"It can be done, but it will take time, and this kind of thing doesn't happen overnight.

And right now, there are more important things ahead of this. "

And also know what the foal refers to.

"It has been sent to the review department for procedures.

I will remind the proofreading department at that time, if there is no problem, I can see the publication immediately.

So there is no need to worry too much about this matter. "

After receiving Kazuya's assurance, Koma nodded.

"In that case, let me think about it for a while."

"okay."

Kazuya looked at Koma who stood up and was about to leave with a look of pleading eyes.

"Teacher Oshima?"

Ju doesn't know what he wants to do?
"Aren't you going? It's cold outside, go in and have a cup of hot tea."

"I want to go."

"what?"

"But I can't stand up."

"..."

(End of this chapter)