How to Develop the King of Anime

Grabbing her shoulders with his hands, Jingu Yao called her softly and gently.

"kindness?"

Shinshiro, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened. She opened her hazy eyes, and her pretty face lying on the pillow lifted gently. When she saw Jingu Yao, she first calmed down and then said softly: "...Yo, is it morning?"

She squeezed her body under the quilt hard, as if she really hated the arrival of the morning.

"It's not until morning, you go to bed, wake up when you want, I'll prepare the meal for you, go eat when you're hungry, I'm going out today."

"Well... Yao is really good."

Mashiro, who hid his head in the bed again, murmured.

"The good person card is really cheap..."

Jingong Yao shook his head, and was about to get out of bed and leave when Zhenshi suddenly pulled the quilt away, opened his eyes with great effort, stared at Jingong Yao with widened her cherry-colored eyes, and said timidly and tenderly: "...Yao come back early."

"I know~~ Good night, really white!"

He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead gently, watching Mashiro quickly closed his eyes and breathed evenly again.

I got out of bed and took off my clothes. I picked from my closet and found a decent and slim casual suit. At this time, wearing a suit is a bit too formal. Casual clothes are more suitable for my age.

After carefully observing the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, I felt that there was no problem with dressing up. Jingu Yaocai said hello to JOJO at home and walked out.

It's not even seven o'clock in the morning, but the season in July is already bright. Jingu Yao stuffed the novel that was about to be torn by him into his pocket. He didn't drive his own car and took the subway directly.

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I hurriedly arrived at the signing place at [-]:[-]. The signing place was a fairly large bookstore with three floors in the Bunkyo District.

The bookstore opened at nine o'clock, and there were few people at the door. Jingu Yao frowned. Usually, when a famous author signs a sale, there should be a lot of people lining up before the door opens, but look at these people leisurely. It looks more like he came to the bookstore to buy books and accidentally came early, and it was completely impossible to see that he came to participate in the book signing.

"Sure enough... As a new author, the sales in the first week were not good, and the publishing house did not promote it too much."

Sighing softly, this is the helplessness in the market. Those companies only talk about your grades. If your grades are good, they will praise you vigorously. If your grades are not good, no one cares.

"I hope you won't be hit by Xia Shizi..."

Jingu Yao whispered softly, he found a clean step in front of the bookstore and sat down, waiting for the bookstore to open.

The only good news is that Jingu Yao promised Xia Shizi's promise to become her first book fan, and it seems that it will be realized inexplicably.

Chapter [-] Teacher Xia Shizi's first time

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was sitting in a corner on the second floor of the bookstore. Because of the signing ceremony, the staff of the bookstore deliberately cleaned up the place and left it to the new writer as a place for the signing.

This bookstore looks like it often holds book signings for writers. They have done an extremely good job of signing sales. Even Shiyu of Kasumigaoka can't pick out the slightest fault.

"Teacher Xia Shizi, the basic work has been completed, the next step is up to you."

The male employee of the bookstore smiled politely at Shiyu Kasumigaoka. Although he called the teacher, his expression and behavior were also in place, but Shiyu Kasumigaoka could not see any respect in his eyes.

"Well, please excuse me."

Thinking about it, I am just a new writer. Although "Love Metronome" was published and released for a week, the feedback received from readers was also very good, but the feedback from good readers was not comparable to those who were cursed by readers, but still There are high-selling novels.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu laughed at himself.

This is society, this is the shopping mall, capitalists will never see how many people like your stuff, the only thing they need is how many people buy it and how much money they can make from it!

Although he is only a sophomore in high school, unlike those students who still live in ivory towers, Kasumigaoka Shiyu has already made contact with society and is in line with society.

She would argue with the editor, curse the editor's ruthlessness in secret, and reminisce about the unconventional treatment of her by those publishing house operators, which is different from the perfect appearance, which is as quiet as a boudoir, but deep down in her heart, she is actually Also very childish.

The staff of the bookstore in front of him gave her one more look, not because of her fame as a writer attracting him, but just because of the beauty of Kasumigaoka Shiyu, which made the staff pay more attention to her for a few seconds.

This kind of look Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu has seen many times, and she has long been used to it, so she will not show a disgusted expression, but treat it very peacefully.

When the staff left, the corner on the second floor suddenly became quiet. It was fifteen minutes before the bookstore opened, and in those fifteen minutes, Shiyu Kasumigaoka would be sitting here alone, sitting in this empty space. Dangling without popularity, will make people feel lonely and lonely in the corner.

She propped her chin and looked back inadvertently, and saw the scenery outside from the window not far away.

Should it be said that fate is a coincidence?In her line of sight, the outline of a station came into her eyes. It was the place where Naoka, the hero of "Love Metronome", and Sa Yuka, the heroine, met for the first time. At that time, Shiyu Kasumigaoka was inspired by that station. Fa, based on that station as a prototype, designed one of the most important plots in the first volume.

She never thought that her first book signing would be held in a bookstore not far from the station.

Empty, silent space always makes people feel that time passes very slowly, there is no sound, and a world without a human figure makes people's heart subconsciously anxious.Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu didn't know when it started. She was wearing light-transmitting black silk, and her beautiful and round slender jade legs began to shake up and down. The heels of the uniforms under her feet touched the floor tiles of the bookstore, and there was a burst of 'da da da'. ' The sound made this empty floor appear urgent.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu is [-] meters tall. In Japan, she can be said to be outstanding as a woman. She does not hate wearing high heels, but if possible, she will try to wear ordinary uniform shoes like a student. , otherwise she will be taller than most Japanese men in high heels, which is a little gentleness that she doesn't want to hurt the self-esteem of those men.

The more he wanted to calm down, the more Shiyu Kasumigaoka's heart beat faster.

'Will there be readers coming to the signing? '

'Will there be readers who come here for the first time? '

Questions like this reverberated in her mind from time to time. Even though she seemed calm and indifferent on the surface, she was still only a seventeen-year-old girl, and no matter how mature she was, she couldn't really care about them. If a reader didn't come, even she would go home and lie on the bed, crying where no one could see.

More than half of the queue tickets have not been issued...

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu was completely unaware of his footsteps, and just looked out the window while holding his cheeks, thinking of this desperate fact.

Even if it is a book signing, it is not possible for all readers to come to sign the book, otherwise there will be big problems with the signing of those big-name authors, so the queue ticket is a must, only those who hold the queue ticket Only readers can participate in the signing.

Generally well-known authors, the queue tickets are quickly taken away by readers, but unfortunately, as a new writer, more than half of Teacher Xia Shizi's queue tickets are unattended!

Just when Shiyu of Xiazhiqiu was worried about gain and loss, nine o'clock finally arrived, the door of the bookstore was opened, and even she who was sitting on the second floor could hear the voice on the first floor.