I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 48 You Are Happy At This Time
"Mr. Bei Dao, good morning."

The security guard waved his arms happily at Bei Daoju.

"I've heard that Mr. Bei Dao's book is very popular." The security guard was very excited at the moment, he couldn't control his body, and he could visibly see his body trembling: "Listen to those editors. Said, this time it still squeezed out the literary spring and autumn."

What is the Spring and Autumn Period of Literature and Art?
It is also a well-established publishing house.

Trendy and literary spring and autumn have been wrestling for a long time, with winners and losers.

Winning is sometimes just a small win.

This has never happened before.

A blank writer, a work that didn't pass the newcomer award, disappeared from the market directly.

No, it can even be said that in the book market during this period, there is only the Snow Country.

The security guard poured water for Bei Daoju tremblingly: "Let me just say, Mr. Bei Dao is a writer at first sight."

He was suddenly proud of his choice at that time. He knew a writer.

In fact, when Bei Daoju's manuscript was selected by the editor, the security guard felt as if he had passed away.

And now, it really made him feel like he was dreaming.

"If it weren't for you, maybe my manuscript would never appear on the editor's desk. I think you are the noble person in my life."

Bei Daoju took the water handed over by the security guard and bowed to him very solemnly to thank him.

It's just that such a sudden move made the security guard startled.

He quickly waved his hands and said nothing.

Maybe he could easily block Bei Daoju from the door before, or talk to him on an equal footing.

But it is not what it used to be.

How could he accept the bow of a writer?

If such a high-ranking person accepts his bow, he will be condemned by the gods.

These characters are the closest to the gods, and they can be forgiven for doing anything, just because they are writers.

After exchanging a few words with the security guard, his tone was full of respect.

This made Bei Daoju suddenly feel that he was not the same person who blocked him from the door to talk.

"Teacher Bei Dao, I have an unfeeling request." The security guard said hesitantly.

"I want your autograph, what do you think?"

"Do you have any memorable festivals recently?" Bei Daoju suddenly asked.

The security guard thought for a while: "It's my birthday in a few days."

The security guard was very puzzled and wanted to ask himself why he asked this question.

But when he turned his head and looked over, he saw Bei Daoju writing on the paper:

Happy birthday to you, Mr. Nozomi Miyai. ——Chu Kazuki from Xiaoyuan.

After signing the corresponding date, I saw the security guard took the signature with both hands, and prayed to it with folded hands.

This may be the most precious birthday present he has ever received in his life.

He secretly made up his mind that it must be framed and treated as a family heirloom.

Seeing that Bei Daoju wasted a lot of time with him, the security guard naturally didn't dare to chat with him any longer. After sending Bei Daoju away respectfully, he returned to the duty booth and hid the signature on his chest.

Entering the new wave this time is completely different from the previous ones.

Although there were people who said hello before, it was far from as many as now.

But whenever an editor encounters Bei Daoju, he will say good morning to the teacher of the small courtyard very respectfully.

It seems that overnight, the identity has completed a qualitative leap.

When walking into the editorial department, the editors sitting inside all stood up the moment they saw Bei Daoju, and bowed to say hello.

When entering the reception room, the lady in charge of the reception also had bright eyes when she saw Bei Daoju.

"This is how writers are treated." When the editor-in-chief entered the room, he smiled at Kitajima Koma and said, "Famous writers."

"That's why there are so many people who constantly want to embark on the path of literature, but how can there be so many successful people?"

"But I think Teacher Xiaoyuan, you have successfully taken the first step."

The editor-in-chief extended his hand towards Bei Daoju: "Here, Kashiwagi Koji, the editor-in-chief of Xinchao Journal, it's an honor to meet you, Teacher Xiaoyuan."

"Mr. Kashiwagi, please take care of me in the future."

I heard Oshima Kazuya talk about this editor-in-chief before.

It is said that Kashiwagi Koji has given a lot of convenience in this book, and he also started to supervise the management of fortune.

Hiroji Kashiwagi exudes the rigorous taste unique to Neon people.

Even the rigorous taste in the speech is very strong.

This time it's mostly about signing a writer's contract.

Xinchao will not treat any writer badly.

Of course, they will not let go of any potential writer.

Kashiwagi Koji felt that he had to talk to someone like Kitajima Koma who was so popular in an instant.

The contract in front of Bei Daoju is very generous, and it can even be said to be unprecedented.

On the issue of dealing with Kitajima Koma, Kashiwagi Koji is very clear.

Don't treat it like a rookie.

But it would be a bit too much to say that the top-level contract is directly offered.

So Kashiwagi Koji thought about it and decided to sign under the contract of a mature writer.

"This is not to say that there will always be contracts like this in the future. I have read the new book of Teacher Xiaoyuan." Hiroji Kashiwagi rubbed the bridge of his nose habitually: "I think Teacher Xiaoyuan is a writer with great potential. At the moment, this is the sincerity that the trendy can show.”

"Although this matter should have been discussed by the teacher in charge of signing the contract, I think it is not sincere enough."

"I heard a word from the teacher of the small courtyard before, saying that happiness is like golden sand deposited at the bottom of the river of sorrow, faintly shining.

These gold dusts can be seen clearly, either glistening in the sun or shining after washing.

I think that since it is located at the bottom of the river of sorrow, it means that you must go through the torment of sorrow before you can discover these faintly shining golden sands that attract your eyes.

I don't know much about the past of the teachers in the small courtyard, but I have also heard some things about the teachers in the small courtyard, such as how they submitted their manuscripts, and what their current situation is.

But what I want to say now is...

Let's not talk about the pain of the past or the glory of the future. I only know one thing now.

That's one such golden grit.

It's time to flash.

I can't guarantee what will happen next. "

Kashiwagi Koji looked very solemn.

It turns out that the rigorous manner really makes people believe in the sincerity in his words.

Just like now, I can feel his attitude.

He paused and continued: "But I can guarantee this time. You will be happy."

Through the thick glasses, Kashiwagi Koji's eyes flickered.

"After all, at this time, Teacher Xiaoyuan, what you enjoy is the respect of the entire Snow Country readership.

and our respect. "

(End of this chapter)