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Chapter 42 A 120-jin person, [-]-jin bad water

After experiencing the "severe beating" from everyone in the editorial department, Kazuya Oshima returned to his station with a sore body.

When moving his arms, he could still feel those malicious eyes behind him, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

Looks like it's been a bit of a joke this time.

I have to say that the stamina of this book is really great.

He predicted that during this period of time, the editorial department would basically maintain this deadly atmosphere.

It's just that this atmosphere is only for other people.

For Oshima Kazuya, he has a more important thing to do.

Seeing that Xue Guo is about to finish all the periodicals, the next thing he has to do is to integrate the whole book and put it on the market.

It's like a huge stone falling from a high place on a calm lake, directly stirring up thousands of layers of waves.

In the follow-up, the surface of the lake has been rippling with circle after circle of ripples.

All he had to do was smash the book into this dead market.

To put it in a slightly more eloquent way, he wants to show everyone the peach blossom garden of this new era.

A grand and beautiful... Spiritual Taoyuan Township.

At the same time, because of the serialization of Mu Jing's Mirror in periodicals, other literary periodicals have also responded one after another.

After asking around, I learned that other major journals are preparing the same countermeasures.

And that is, in the most recent time period, they will also launch what they think are good works.

In that case...

Oshima Kazu also stroked the stubble of his beard that he had just shaved off. This feeling is very refreshing, and he usually does this when he is thinking.

He intends to carry out an extremely precise sniper attack.

Yes.

That's right.

He now has two and a half large guns in his hands.

The kind that can kill people.

One is Snow Country, which has been completed, and the other is Dassaiya Haiku, which is currently crushing everything in the haiku market.

But at present, it is only in the name of a so-called haiku. It is extremely difficult to truly complete a reform of poetry, and it is a tough battle.

Oshima Kazu is also sure, he is waiting for an opportunity.

If you want to accomplish this kind of thing, if you don't have influence, it is absolutely impossible, and others will stand on the commanding heights and shoot.

So you need to think long-term.

As for the remaining half of the work, it is the disqualification in the world that has not been written.

First, he was thrown into the Snow Country to carry out a long-planned sniper attack; then when everyone thought it was about to calm down, he was thrown into the human disqualification.

Use this book to directly block everyone's back road.

How is it possible for them to experience good things all the time?
Now that I have seen the beautiful Taoyuan Township, I accept the reality.

In any case, the reality is cruel after all.

Oshima Kazuya turned his head to look at the lifeless editorial department again, he was very confident.

While he was arranging the plan step by step in his mind, the editor-in-chief's voice came from behind him.

"Why is the atmosphere not right today?"

Everyone turned around when they heard the sound, and saw the editor-in-chief's small eyes with big doubts.

"After reading a book, that's it."

Oshima Kazuya originally wanted to get up, but was robbed, and suddenly saw everyone winking, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the editor-in-chief.

"? It's just a book."

"Still an unfinished book."

Someone added a sentence upon seeing this.

They seemed to see their former selves.

How to say.

Still too young.

The editor-in-chief frowned, and just as he was about to criticize this group of people, he saw a file bag being handed to him.

"what?"

"Which book."

Seeing the awkward smile of the visitor, the editor-in-chief suddenly asked, "Is this written by the teacher in the small courtyard?"

After seeing He Ye nodding, he suddenly realized something.

If it's Kazuki Koin...

It's not that he doesn't have this ability, but it's too abstract to lower the atmosphere to this point with a book.

He didn't believe it.

Watching the editor-in-chief read the book, everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the malicious smile in each other's eyes.

Everyone is sad at this time.

Then the way to keep everyone from being sad is to pull those who are not sad to be sad together.

So happy.

Oshima and Kazuo used this method before.

Now, this method has also been learned.

I have to say, Mr. Oshima is really bad water for a 120-jin person.

As expected.

When the editor-in-chief walked in, his high spirits instantly faded away.

Although it is not a quail yet, it is almost the same as a quail.

After putting down the book, he opened his mouth for a long time, but didn't say a word.

Everyone sat in their seats and observed the status of the editor-in-chief with their mobile phone screens or mirrors. Anyway, they could see the situation behind them.

Seeing him standing there for a long time without any movement, everyone was happy.

It was the first time I saw the editor-in-chief look like this.

After waiting for a long time, the editor-in-chief cleared his throat, with an indescribably weak voice: "Teacher Oshima, come here."

Back in the office, the editor-in-chief still didn't recover, so he asked Oshima Kazuya to find a place to sit, drank several sips of tea in a row, took a few breaths, and calmed down a little.

"This book...is the latest?"

He considered his words, looked at Kazuya Oshima and asked.

"Yes, but not all of it."

The editor-in-chief was silent for a while: "The ability to empathize is too strong, it seems to see my real appearance. I have never seen this kind of work that can crush myself and put it in front of everyone with blood dripping. "

"I brought the feeling of mourning to the extreme, and it was the same in the Snow Country before."

The editor-in-chief immediately drank another sip of tea, and he raised his head to look at Oshima Kazuya: "Mr. Oshima, I am a little worried about the mental state of the teacher in the small courtyard. People who can write such things... generally speaking, will..."

"The editor-in-chief I know."

"okay……"

The editor-in-chief originally wanted to talk to Oshima Kazuya about the follow-up development, but after being interrupted by such an interruption, he didn't remember why he went to him before.

But Kazuo Oshima really wanted to find an editor-in-chief.

After reporting on the recent work in the office, the editor-in-chief waved his hand, "Go!"
When he left the office, everyone in the editorial department was gone.

After packing up, he walked towards the tavern of Ito's house. When he got there, he found that Kitajima Koma was not there.

Where can he go.

"Is the boy not here today?"

Oshima Kazuya asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Oh, seeing how long he's been working, I gave him a day off today."

Where can I go at this time.

He is not familiar with this place.

After thinking about it, Kazuya Oshima suddenly thought of the shrine.

After eating the meal in a hurry, and after a few pleasantries with Boss Ito, he hurried towards the shrine in the dark.

When it passed, it happened to catch up with the last light on the horizon.

The light is tied into a rough hemp rope, and the few lights left outside are like burrs on the hemp rope, stabbing out high.

Then this hemp rope was randomly discarded in the sky.

It is used as dusk...

(End of this chapter)