I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 27 He Must Be an Impressive Author

The attitudes of these professors are not humble, but at least they have never been seen before.

It's a shift in attitude.

In the past, they looked at some literary works from a high-level to examine and gain insight.

But now it seems that there is an extra sincere study?

correct.

What did they say just now?

A whole new genre of literature?

Under such words, no matter how stable a person is, there will be a flame burning in his chest.

Oshima Kazuya also took a deep breath, restrained his emotions, and his expression became very solemn.

"The seniors here should be more aware of the importance of this novel than I am, and even the recognition of the seniors is much higher than mine."

"So, some of the things here, the seniors here..."

In fact, when it comes to this, everyone understands.

Originally, Professor Ueno's request was that they sign the most serious confidentiality agreement.

It can even seal up a lifetime of reputation for this.

After going through all the procedures, Kazuo Oshima repeatedly emphasized.

Then he took out a copy from the innermost drawer of the desk and put it in front of everyone.

Seeing the thick manuscript, everyone became angry.

Professor Owada even trembled with excitement.

This has never been the case.

It even surpassed the afternoon when he got his first draft fee.

Oshima Kazu also only gave a copy, and did not give more.

Even if these guys signed a non-disclosure contract.

Of course, this group of old guys didn't object, after all, it was enough to show them.

Four or five heads gathered together, stupefied with a feeling of light hitting the snow, and what they saw was a reflective white.

For easier viewing, they took off their felt hats and put their heads on top of each other, getting very close.

After turning over the blank page used to cover the title of the book, they saw two words.

Snow Country.

"Snow Country?"

"Is that the real title of the book?"

"That's right, that's right, across the border of Changchang County, it's Snow Country..."

"It's really an apt name."

……

Seeing the light gradually creeping away from the window, Oshima Kazu also knew one thing.

It's probably going to be very late to go back tonight.

And it is very likely that these guys will live here.

Then I thought that the roasted sweet potatoes that had reached my mouth tonight had disappeared, and I felt a headache.

Perhaps it was a seed that Bei Daoju had planted in his body before quietly sprouting now.

Oshima and also stared at these old men with malicious intentions.

Since they are veterans in the literary world, they have to leave something behind.

Engaging in a joint recommendation should not be a problem.

After Oshima Kazuya figured it out, he stopped bothering and made tea for the group of professors, and waited slowly in the reception room for them to receive the bombardment of Bei Dao Koma's words.

He believed that this kind of bombing was not the kind of indiscriminate bombing, but a silent infection. When they realized it, they were surprised to find that they were already inseparable.

……

The so-called layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Compared with Kazuya Oshima who saw Snow Country from commercial and profitable perspectives, Professor Ueno and the others saw it more purely, from techniques, descriptions, conceptions and so on.

But no matter how you look at it, this novel can only be said to be the best at present.

Professor Ueno was the first to finish reading, and gave up the main reading seat, squeezed out the group of old men, and sat next to Kazuya Oshima.

After looking at the copy and sighing deeply, he couldn't help but sigh:
"Really, when I read the beginning, I felt that this book was an epoch-making work.

Now that I've seen all of them, I'm even more convinced.

When I read Snow Country, I feel like I am admiring a picture of four seasons in Snow Country, as if the snow-covered scenery is always in front of my eyes, and I can also see the real beauty, maybe that is called a lady.

What do you say, Oshima-sensei.

Juzi's flushed face and the white snow complement each other, and Ye Zi's sad and beautiful voice pierces the sky and reaches the distant snow mountain...

It seems that the existence of these two characters makes the snow country described by Mr. Xiaoyuan more enchanting and more attractive. "

Professor Ueno swears by it.

He has never had such a continuous yearning for a place, especially an unknown place.

He has also written travel literature, but general travel literature will praise the landscape of that place, which seems to be a bit deliberately elevated.

But Snow Country...

Where is Snow Country?
This is the first thing that pops into my mind after watching it.

Maybe I didn't deliberately write about the scenery there, but simply through the story, I created a Taoyuan Township that belongs to the neon people of this era.

Is the writing power already terrifying to this point?

It seems like a thousand-year-old monster.

"Professor Ueno, what does this look like?"

Oshima Kazuya also pointed to the copy and asked.

"A poem!"

Professor Ueno blurted out without any hesitation.

"A poem?"

"Yeah, Xue Guo just makes people think he looks like a poem.

A beautiful Snow Country lyric.

A lyrical prose of the Snow Country.

It can even be said that it is like a sad snow country ballad.

It has no ups and downs, no twists and turns, and touching stories, like a trickle, slowly flowing into the hearts of every ordinary reader. "

Professor Ueno pointed to Professor Azumi who was very fascinated:

"This guy who has always been the best at writing beauty is bowed down. It is conceivable how powerful it is."

Seeing the protruding eyeballs of the professors, eager to eat, Oshima Kazuya suddenly felt that he seemed to have underestimated the influence of this book.

"After reading it, there are only three left in my mind."

Professor Ueno took a sip of his tea and held out three fingers.

Counting one by one:

"Ju Zi is struggling hard unwilling to sink, Ye Zi is short-lived calling for life, Shimamura is faintly melancholy."

"Generally speaking, few people will write to this point, let the characters carry their unique temperament, and leave an incomparably deep impression in their heads.

I think that after reading this book, no one can forget any of it.

It's like wishing to remember everything, and wishing to live in the past now. "

Professor Ueno suddenly felt that he was right today.

If you can't see it, you may not be able to sleep in the future.

"I think this Xiaoyuan Kazuki must be a person with a lot of experience.

Right, Oshima-sensei? "

Professor Ueno looked at Kazuya Oshima who was sitting on the side with a blank expression.

People with a lot of experience?

Oshima Kazu also thought of Kitajima Koma's expression of being well versed in the world.

"Maybe, but I think he must be an author who can make people shine."

(End of this chapter)