I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 49 does not seem to exist
Do you respect it?
Suddenly, Bei Daoju seemed to realize something suddenly.

It's as if... I've never been treated like this before.

That kind of unpretentious, very clear respect.

Mr. Miyai, then the lady at the reception, the editors, and finally the editor-in-chief Kashiwagi Koji.

The craftsman spirit in the bones of Neon people is true.

But the respect they have for groups like writers is also true.

For a moment, Bei Daoju, who walked out of the reception room, felt as if he had passed away.

The editor-in-chief Hiroji Kashiwagi said just now in his mind.

Perhaps this intuitive impact is far greater than what Kazuya Oshima said.

"I heard from Kazuya that the teachers of the small courtyard don't like to show their faces." Hiroji Kashiwagi came out of the room, put the contract just signed into the file bag and handed it to the colleagues around him contentedly, and then walked a few steps towards Kitajima Koma: "I think the teacher from the small courtyard is a good choice."

"At the moment, it's not about enjoying something brought about by the change of identity, but continuing to concentrate on polishing one's own works. I don't think the teacher of Xiaoyuan is the kind who is complacent and proud of writing a book or two.

You must have more on your mind.

I look forward to seeing these works one day. "

Editor-in-chief Koji Kashiwagi pushed his glasses, which was an encouragement.

"The editor-in-chief has a lot to say today, and I have never seen him have such high expectations for a writer."

After seeing the editor-in-chief leave, an editor came up from the side.

Turning his head, he saw that it was the editor who had been with Kazuya Oshima the whole time.

He seemed much more enthusiastic than before.

"Today, Teacher Oshima has a temporary seminar, so others are not here. If the teacher in the small courtyard needs anything, you can tell me."

After chatting for a while, the editor suddenly asked a question.

"Teacher Xiaoyuan, does Snow Country have a prototype?"

And when this question was asked, the entire editorial department fell silent.

It felt like everyone was turning their ears to this side.

His face was full of anticipation and apprehension.

It can be seen that they are very concerned about whether Snow Country has a prototype.

In fact, as there are more and more posts on Xinchao's official website.

More and more letters were received.

These are undoubtedly telling the success of "Snow Country".

The charm of Taoyuan Township is that once you get in, you never want to come out again.

Such beauty, no one can refuse.

The opponents who were originally evenly matched have long been silently drowned out.

And with more and more posts and letters.

There is a question that has become more and more important.

That is, does Snow Country have a prototype?

I thought it was an illusory place at first, but I always feel that if it can be described in such detail, then there must be one.

If not, then there must be a prototype.

As for where the Snow Country is or which is the prototype of the Snow Country, everyone is eager to know this question.

Originally, after they were defeated by reality, they wanted to compromise.

Then came the book Snow Country.

So their spirits were comforted, and they could escape this terrible reality for a while.

And human desires are always infinite.

Gradually, this group of people was no longer satisfied with spiritual comfort.

They want to go to Snow Country...

And as editors who are victims of being bombarded by this question, they also want to know this question.

It's just that Bei Daoju gave a very vague statement.

Maybe, maybe not.

Naturally, I am not satisfied with this answer.

But seeing that Bei Daoju didn't say much, they naturally didn't ask any more questions, they just felt a little regretful.

……

"So Oshima-sensei, what is the prototype of Snow Country?"

Oshima and this group of alcoholics also did not expect that they would also watch Snow Country.

After they knew the identity of Oshima Kazuya from Boss Ito, after he entered the door tonight, they surrounded Oshima Kazuya.

It's just that they all keep a distance from Oshima Kazuya.

They dare not get too close.

In their view, cultural people are unattainable.

Even they were surprised when they knew the identity of Kazuya Oshima.

It turns out that cultural people also have to eat.

"You also watched Snow Country?"

Oshima Kazuya watched them form a circle around themselves.

The expectant look with a little fear in his eyes touched him quite a bit.

It turns out that there is a natural gap between literature and the people at the bottom.

Could this be the reason why Teacher Bei Dao is willing to stay here?
The light poured down from top to bottom. It was originally intended to be dyed a warm yellow, but because the faces of the group of alcoholics were all blushing from the alcohol, they couldn't hold on to it, and then slipped and fell to the ground, shattered into layers. Broken light, cut by the bevels of tables and chairs.

"Hey." A drunkard who was standing a little unsteadily sneered: "At noon today, when I was clearing snow in front of the door, I heard two students passing by chatting.

They talked a few paragraphs, and they felt beautiful just listening to it. "

"Are you going after that geisha?"

Someone was demolishing the place aside.

Then the originally quiet wine room became noisy again.

A group of crows flew around, disturbing the sky outside, and the snowflakes that had been falling slowly crashed to the ground.

When it landed, it directly drew a clear line from the warmth in the house.

After being exposed, the alcoholic muttered a few words.

It turned out that what he heard was beautiful did not refer to the described scenery, but those students praised there that the geisha in Snow Country were very beautiful.

Oshima Kazu also smiled wryly.

Shaking his head lightly: "I don't know, the author didn't say that."

When he said this, he glanced at Kitajima Koma who came out of the back room.

In fact, you should ask him about this.

After all, he is the author.

Oshima Kazu also had such doubts.

Could it be that Mr. Bei Dao is from there?

But when he mentioned his hometown, he was always silent.

"So Oshima-sensei, the prototype of Snow Country..."

This time it was the first generation who asked the question.

She came out from the back room with Kitajima Koma, then naturally sat opposite Oshima Kazuya, looking at Oshima Kazuya expectantly.

She must have seen Snow Country.

Unlike those drunkards.

When thinking of this, Oshima Kazu also looked at the group of drunkards just now without any trace.

The person who originally asked the question was holding a wine glass, blushing and patting his chest to the group of people, assuring that the geisha in Snow Country is definitely the most beautiful.

Because that's what it says in the book.

Snow Country gave him such a chance.

As usual, who would listen to him.

Looking at the adoring eyes of the group of people, his voice became louder and he began to wave his hands.

Amid the toasts, in front of their eyes, a geisha holding a three-stringed harp walked out slowly from the lights with small steps.

That big bun, the fair skin that I have never seen before, and the temperament that seems to be wrapped in the beauty of the world...

While pushing the cups and changing the cups, the geisha slowly plucked the strings.

The sound of the piano bypassed the tables and chairs, quietly leaning against the ears, gently disturbing the ears.

Tick-tick-tick, the sound of broken beads falling, is actually so easy to hear.

At this moment, they wanted to know where Snow Country was.

Oshima Kazuya withdrew his gaze, took a sip of his tea, and pondered: "Actually, I also want to know this question."

"So, Mr. Oshima doesn't know either?" The first generation looked a little disappointed: "Didn't you ask the author?"

"Author." Oshima Kazu glanced at Bei Daoju without any trace, and said, "I haven't had the chance to ask yet. But I don't think the Snow Country might exist."

"why?"

why?
Could it be that he died in that place?
Oshima Kazu also believes that even if he knows where the prototype of Snow Country is, it will not affect anything.

Isn't it like migratory birds migrating, with waves rushing towards it?

All said, all in vain.

Since it is futile and nothingness, why do we always have to grasp it?

(End of this chapter)