: Story Series

The next day, Su Jie went out in the morning, holding the printed manuscript, and met Kasumigaoka Shiwa at the agreed place, and went to the Tokyo office area of ​​Dengeki Bunko together.

Today’s Kasumigaoka Shiyu went out wearing a black pleated skirt, a light orange sweater on the upper body, only decorated with simple letters, and Martin boots under her feet, which looked simple and handsome.

Su Jie took a few more glances at Xiazhiqiu Shiyu’s slender legs. Xiazhiqiu Shiyu didn’t wear black silk, and her pair of slender and round jade legs were dazzling. You can tell from the frequent glances of passers-by, and there are many jealous eyes staring at her. On Su Jie.

When Su Jie passed by, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was standing under a cherry blossom tree on the side of the street.

Although there are no cherry blossoms in full bloom this season, Kasumigaoka Shiwa, who is as beautiful as jade and magnificent as a jade, stands here, forming a picturesque scenery, making passers-by linger nearby, and even the cherry trees are illuminated.

“You’re late. Boys who make girls wait are terrible. No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend, Su Jun.”

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu tilted his head slightly, gave Su Jie a profile, and walked ahead.

“I’m sorry, sorry, I have procrastination cancer!” Su Jie quickly caught up with Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu. He originally went out early today, but was pestered by his cousin for a while, so he was late when he arrived.

Walking with Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, Su Jie looks ordinary, wearing simple jeans and a T-shirt, and walking with the beauties next to him looks a bit contrasting, which makes many single dogs heartbroken. If a line of sight can kill, Su Jie Already repented in the eighteen levels of hell.

“There are so many manuscripts?” Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu walked, looked back at the thick stack of manuscripts in Su Jie’s hand, and asked in surprise.

“I printed out all my manuscripts and brought them here. This is 300,000 words.”

Su Jie patted the file bag in his hand. There were 300,000 words of manuscripts in it. Typing is much more convenient than drawing comics. Su Jie copied it completely. The typing speed of 6,000-8,000 words per hour is not too difficult.

Every day, Su Jie spends several hours typing and saving manuscripts, accumulating tens of thousands of words a day, and has saved a full 300,000 words so far.

“Are you the tentacle monster?”

Compared with Su Jie, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu was thinking about his writing speed, and the difference between the two was too great.

“There is aWords are called talents, and there is a kind of people called geniuses. ”

Su Jie said sincerely, but as long as Su Jie understands the real situation, no one in this world will sue him for plagiarism.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu had already experienced Su Jie’s thick skin, so he was not surprised to hear Su Jie say such words, and said with a sneer, “It doesn’t mean anything to write quickly, the quality of the content is the key.”

While talking, the two drove to the office area of ​​”Denshaki Bunko” in Tokyo. Kasumigaoka Shiwa led Su Jie into a commercial building, and found an office with familiarity. After knocking on the door, the two went in together.

A tall, slender woman in a professional suit with light makeup, making her face more delicate and beautiful, sat behind the desk.

This woman has neat short black hair, looks capable and shrewd, with a dark professional suit, a kind of self-confidence and arrogance of an urban working woman naturally exudes, coupled with a sexy and mature figure, a perfect blend of beauty and sophistication.

This woman is the editor Machida Sonoko, and she is also the person Su Jie will read the manuscript for this time.

“Xiaoshi is here, Mr. Su, long time no see.” Editor Machida Yuanzi got up and stretched out his hand, Su Jie also went to shake it lightly, and said with a smile: “It’s been a few months since I saw you, this time I have to go to Machida Yuanzi Please take care of the editor.”

The three sat down again. Su Jie sat opposite editor Machida Sonoko, with a desk across the two sides. Kasumigaoka Shiwa sat on the chair next to him, listening to the conversation between the two.

“Speaking of which, the first time I heard that Su Jun was going to write a novel and submit it to our Dengeki Library, I was shocked.” Sonoko Machida sized up Su Jie and continued, “I remember correctly that Su Jun is still The cartoonist of “Weekly Shonen Jump”, I have never heard of it since I was a child, Su Jun, your “One Punch Man” comic works are very popular, I was thinking at the time, how could such a cartoonist come to us Contribute here.”

“But am I here now?” Su Jie laughed, but he was thinking about what editor Machida Yuanko meant by saying this.

“Indeed, an author like Su Jun, who straddles the worlds of comics and novels, has the courage to do so at a young age, which really surprises and admires me. No matter how good Su Jun’s novels are, such courage is worthy of admiration. ”

When Editor Machida Sonoko said this again, Kasumigaoka Shiyu also looked over, and Su Jie had already guessed the meaning of Machida Sonoko’s words.

After all, I still don’t have confidence in Su Jie. These words are actually an inoculation for Su Jie. Let me praise Su Jie here first, so as to prevent the rejection of the manuscript later, so that the situation will not be too rigid and ugly.

After all, Su Jie was introduced by Kasumigaoka Shiyu. Editor Machida Sonoko needs to consider Kasumigaoka Shiyu’s mood.

“I like adventurous things. Comics alone can no longer satisfy me. Trying to get involved in other industries is more motivating for me.” Su Jie followed the words of editor Machida Yuanzi, while putting the manuscript in his hand on the on the desk.

“Editor Machida, this is my manuscript, please read it.”

Machida Sonoko opened the file bag outside, and immediately saw a thick stack of manuscripts inside, probably not as many as hundreds of thousands of words.

“Su Jun, how many words do you have here?” It was the first time Machida Yuanzi saw someone bring so many manuscripts to the door.

“300,000 words, editor Machida Sonoko, just read the first tens of thousands of words. The latter are my manuscripts. If you are interested in reading the first tens of thousands of words, you can continue to read.”

After Su Jie finished speaking, Xiazhiqiu Shiyu, who had been sitting by the side, finally spoke and said, “Editor Machida Sonoko, Su Jun is still a newcomer in the novel world, please take care of him.”

“Shi Yu.” Su Jie looked back with some doubts. Xia Zhiqiu Shi Yu had always been against Su Jie’s writing novels before, and kept a vicious tongue. He didn’t expect to turn around and say a few words for Su Jie now.

“I will.” Editor Machida Sonoko said so, but both Su Jie and Kasumigaoka Shiwa knew that if the quality of the work was not up to standard, no matter how good the relationship between Machida Sonoko and Kasumigaoka Shiwa was, the chances of it being serialized would be very low.

The Dengeki Bunko is to make money. If the editors accept works of poor quality, it will undoubtedly reduce the impression in the eyes of the editor-in-chief, and also reduce the commission income. It is quite difficult to rely on favors in this regard.

While talking, editor Machida Sonoko opened the bound manuscript of Su Jie, and whispered the title of the first page:

“The Monogatari series!



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