I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 43 In fact, it is possible to produce high-yielding pigs like sows (seeking tickets)

"The gods will sleep at night, so praying is useless."

When passing through the torii gate, I saw Kitajima Koma standing alone outside the shrine, looking up at what he was looking at.

Hearing Oshima Kazuya's voice, Koma turned his head and greeted him.

"Boss Ito said today that he would let me take a day off, so I came here tonight."

"I know, I just came from the tavern."

"It must be very lively there."

"It's the same as usual, no difference."

Kitajima Koma can imagine the situation of changing cups there.

It's very deserted here.

After the darkness confiscated the hemp rope that was casually discarded and regarded as dusk, a lonely air-conditioning swept over the sky.

Maybe after a while, there will be crackling snow or hail in the sky.

Bei Daoju made very thorough preparations for this, and he brought an umbrella.

Since the first generation gave him thick clothes, he began to try to go out and see this place.

But in the end, he came back to this place.

Because one of the other places is unknown, and the other is that he dare not go there.

"I think, if possible, when Snow Country is integrated and released, Mr. Bei Dao should try to show his face and hold a signing event or something like that."

This is part of Kazuya Oshima's plan.

Right now, Snow Country has such an influence.

If the author can come forward, maybe he can use it to do a publicity, so that this book can be raised to a higher level.

He never doubted the strength of Snow Country.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Kazuya Oshima even believes that this book can enter the Nobel Prize.

What we are doing now is actually to maximize the heat.

Kitajima was silent for a moment.

There was a chill.

Memories that should have disappeared once again surfaced and tried to kill himself.

That person named Chen Chu died under the spotlight.

After being maliciously turned right and wrong, his deeds appeared on the Internet, and then a group of people sat in front of the computer, talking and laughing happily, obliterating everything about him.

As if he didn't deserve to be called a human being.

What's more, Mo Pai went to his school and announced to everyone that there was a scumbag here with a sneer.

It was reasonable and expected that he fell ill.

Then...under the repeated washing of mania and depression, he embraced the god of death without hesitation.

Therefore, if he is asked to stand under the spotlight again, he is very afraid.

"I'm afraid of the spotlight."

Bei Daoju said suddenly.

Then I saw him turn his head, with a kind of sluggishness that he had never seen before, and slowly said: "I died under the spotlight before."

"Mr. Bei Dao, you must be joking, right. No one has ever died."

Oshima Kazuya also sneered, but seeing Kitajima Koma's expressionless face, he also fell silent.

Seeing that something was obviously wrong with Bei Daoju, he quickly rejected his proposal and expressed his willingness to respect Bei Daoju's ideas.

Since you don't want to show up, then there is no need for this signing.

Even if there is no signing event, Snow Country can still play.

It's nothing more than an icing on the cake.

But the words of the editor-in-chief surfaced in his mind again.

Those who can write those things are very powerful, but they are also very dangerous.

Famous writers in the history of neon will commit suicide.

In the eyes of these writers, when people reach a certain level, they will pursue the eternal beauty of the moment.

Do not hesitate to die at the most beautiful moment to obtain eternal silence.

Only "nothing" is the most perfect in this world, because existence is bound to disappear incompletely.

It seems that such a geographical environment or the kind of sorrow revealed in the Tale of Genji has always affected them.

It is always like the bright spring scenery of cherry blossoms in full bloom. In their view, it is infinitely elegant, but also infinitely sad.

Therefore, these writers, including some neon people, will feel that beauty is fleeting and sad.

In their consciousness, the world is impermanent, and the next beautiful second is to die.

At the same time, they also cannot accept the collision between the rich spiritual world and the barren real world.

After the physical and mental unbearable, the only thing to greet them is death.

……

Oshima Kazu was also really scared.

He doesn't care about others, what he cares about is that Bei Daoju has followed in the footsteps of those people at this age.

He could have done a lot...

Suddenly, the atmosphere sank to the bottom.

After a while, Oshima Kazu also spoke.

"Today, the editor-in-chief read that Disqualification in the World, and he spoke highly of it, and a book directly affected the entire editorial department.

It is conceivable what kind of sensation he will cause when he comes out.

I think it must be an unprecedented impact. "

Oshima Kazuya felt the atmosphere freeze, chatting with Kitajima Koma one after another.

He secretly remembered what Bei Daoju said before.

How can someone who can write those things be a normal person.

It is precisely because he has experienced despair and pain that those words come out.

In fact, if we look back at history, war and disease are both catalysts for literature.

In this kind of tribulation, someone will stand up and condense into a torch with words. They hold it high and shout loudly, leading a civilization to break through the darkness and break through the shackles.

This is the literature I love.

Oshima Kazuya secretly sighed, watching Bei Daoju begin to recover, his heart that was hanging was slowly let go.

It seems that we should pay more attention to this kid for a while.

Suddenly, Kazuya Oshima thought of the children of the Ito family.

That is called the first generation.

The last time I heard her mentioned, she was a student of Professor Ueno.

Then Kazuki would definitely be concerned about Xiaoyuan.

If……

Suddenly, he secretly looked at Bei Daoju.

"Oh, by the way, when will this new book be ready?"

Oshima Kazu also touched the stubble of his beard, and looked at Kitajima Koma.

Bei Daoju thought for a moment: "Strive for the closest."

"it is good."

Kazuo Oshima is also gearing up, he is going to make a big deal.

After staying here for a long time at the shrine, both of them were shivering a little from the cold.

The two got up tacitly and walked down.

When passing through the torii, just in time for a breeze to blow.

Rustling.

It sounded like a whisper from the gods.

Kazuya Oshima saw Kou Kitajima quietly lowering his hand.

Maybe he was praying just now?
At this age...

Hope the gods confiscated his past and made his youth vigorous.

When they reached the intersection, Kazuya Oshima suddenly called out to Kou Kitajima.

"Teacher Bei Dao, I think you are such a talented person, you should write more."

Kitajima Koma looked at Oshima Kazuya suspiciously.

What did he say all of a sudden.

Then I saw Oshima Kazuya and said embarrassedly: "What, in fact, it can be... high-yielding like a sow..."

(End of this chapter)