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"Part of it."

Watanabe Yu gave a truthful answer.

"One third of the people who came tonight are well-known authors in the industry, and two of the three key ones are here."

Ichiro Kitano turned his head and gave Watanabe Yu an inquiring look.

"I think Editor Kuriyama should have told you about this, right?"

"said."

He can't just say he didn't say it at this time.

"That's fine."

Beichen Yilang retracted his gaze and continued to explain, "The remaining one third are celebrities from all walks of life. These people are here just to join in the fun, so don't pay too much attention to them.

“Of course, if you have ideas, you can also try to make friends.

"But you don't need to be too deliberate. When dealing with them, remember the four words 'literati style'. It will have a miraculous effect."

This is also the stereotype that most celebrities have of literati.

The more dignified you are and the more natural your speech is, the more they will think you are capable.

If you are too humble, they will look down on you.

"……Been taught a lesson."

Watanabe Yu lowered his head and digested what Beichen Ichiro said.

"As for the last third, some are children of celebrities who like to mingle in social circles, and some are brought here by their parents to broaden their horizons. Similarly, whether or not you want to interact with them is your choice."

Beichen Ichiro raised his eyes and motioned Watanabe You to look to the end of the corridor.

"Look, the venue is over there."

Hearing this, Watanabe You looked in the direction he indicated.

Although the door at the end of the corridor was ajar, from his perspective he could still roughly see the tip of the iceberg inside.

Melodious jazz music filled the entire venue.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, and the crystal chandeliers looked like stars.

Under the warm lights, celebrities gathered in twos and threes into small circles, discussing something aloud. From time to time, bursts of laughter could be heard. People raised their wine glasses and clinked them together, and the red wine swayed gently in the glasses.

But there is always a distance between small circles.

The close circles were only a few steps apart, but they managed to create an inconspicuous but clear boundary between light and shadow.

"Anyway, I'll take you to meet those 'old stubborn people' first." Beichen Ichiro lowered his voice, with a hint of teasing that didn't match his age. "Remember to be natural."

"Ah."

Watanabe Yu nodded slightly and adjusted his state.

But he also began to have doubts in his heart.

Beichen Ichiro's attitude was a bit too enthusiastic, and the various situations he explained were extremely detailed.

Yes, he could feel that Beichen Ichiro was sincere, but the more sincere he was, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Kitashin Ichiro's attitude towards him is not just the attitude he treats towards a popular author in the publishing house, but more like the attitude of an elder towards a younger person.

I guess... I'm overthinking it.

He put aside his doubts and followed Beichen Ichiro, walked past the waiter who was bowing at the door, and entered the banquet venue.

As he expected, from the moment Beichen Ichiro walked into the hall, many people raised their hands and greeted him and started chatting with him.

At this time, Beichen Ichiro also put away his previous expression, nodded calmly and leisurely, exchanged a few polite words with these people, and introduced himself by the way.

As a result, the two of them were slowed down a lot.

After passing through more than ten circles of different sizes, they finally arrived at their destination.

"Teacher Kiriyama!"

Beichen Ichiro coughed lightly, reminded Watanabe Yu beside him, and then greeted enthusiastically the old man who was wearing a formal suit, had a slicked back hair, and was chatting enthusiastically with an old friend.

"..."

Hearing this, the old man who was called frowned and turned his head away with some discomfort.

After seeing that the person who called him was Beichen Ichiro, he nodded perfunctorily as a response.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

However, Ichiro Kitano acted as if nothing had happened and pulled Watanabe Yu over.

These three old stubborn people in the industry have very stubborn tempers. Anyone in this circle knows their psychology very well. If they can't pass this test, what's the point of being well-known?

Besides, he is in his early seventies and has such a high status in the literary world. Isn't it normal for him to have a bit of temper?

"I'll go over and have a drink first."

The gray-haired old man waved at his old friend and consciously left the space to Beichen Ichiro and the others.

"...Hey, I'll come find you soon."

Kiriyama Atsushi sighed and waved to his old friend.

The fundamental reason why he attended this dinner was because his old friend would come.

"President Beichen."

Tongshan Jun turned around and responded indifferently.

Obviously, he was not very fond of Beichen Ichiro.

"No, just call me Beichen as before." Beichen Ichiro stepped aside and introduced Watanabe Yuu beside him, "This is the author of Norwegian Wood, whom you praised so much before."

"…Are you Watanabe?"

Hearing this, Kiriyama Jun was stunned for a second, then he put away his indifferent look and looked at Watanabe Yu seriously.

After seeing the suit the latter was wearing, his frown relaxed a little.

"Yes, hello, Kiriyama-senpai."

Watanabe Yu nodded slightly.

"...Don't call me senior." Kiriyama Atsushi frowned, "You are much younger than I thought."

He always thought that the author of "Norwegian Wood" was a middle-aged man.

As for what his stupid grandson said a few days ago about the author being very young and being a classmate, he didn't take it seriously at all.

How can a young person write with that style of writing? Without experience, writing a book like that is pure nonsense.

But now it seems that he had a preconceived idea.

“This way, we will have more opportunities to learn from our predecessors.”

Watanabe Yu met Kiriyama Atsushi's gaze calmly.

"…The 'Watanabe' you wrote about is not you."

Kiriyama Atsushi shook his head.

"Correct."

Watanabe Yu gave an affirmative answer.

"..."

Tongshan Jun didn't say anything, but just looked at him silently.

Beichen Ichiro would not fool anyone in this situation, he knew this very well.

“…Norwegian Wood is well written.”

After a moment's silence, he uttered these words.

“It’s just standing on the shoulders of giants and taking a shortcut.”

"What a great guy who stood on the shoulders of giants and took a shortcut."

Hearing this, Kiriyama Atsushi smiled and shook his head.

"I take it back. The old man judged people by their appearance."

He paused and added another sentence.

"You're much better than that stupid ass Kazuma."

Kiriyama and Ma really gave him a lot of worry.

But he really likes this filial grandson, and sometimes he really feels very disappointed with him.

“Hema is very talented, but sometimes too loose.”

This is the truth.

Kiriyama and Ma are really talented, and this guy chose to bring his talent to the social intelligence network.

"Then please take good care of him."

“It’s not about taking care of each other or helping each other.”

Hearing this, Kiriyama Atsushi patted Watanabe Yu's shoulder.

"I know why Beichen brought you here. I was a little resistant before, but now, my mind has changed."

The old man turned sideways and took a step forward.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to a few other old men who are like me and don't like this kind of party."

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Chapter 103 I Miss You (The End) [7k Delivered]

Under the leadership of Kiriyama Jun, the elderly people showed great kindness towards Watanabe Yu.

By the way, Kiriyama Jun also introduced him to a group of middle-aged authors, all of whom were famous in the industry and had representative works.

In a sense, his attempt to make himself familiar was a great success.

After greeting everyone who needed to be greeted, Watanabe Yu took advantage of the opportunity to squeeze out of the crowd, quietly went to the self-service bar to get a portion of fruit, and hid in a corner.

With the introduction of Kiriyama Jun, the effect was indeed good, but the fatigue was also real.

When I put on the mask, I always feel a little helpless when dealing with people.

Watanabe Yu picked up a piece of cantaloupe with a toothpick and put it into his mouth, then turned his head to look at the night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

The weather forecast was wrong again.

It rained in Tokyo at night.

The raindrops blurred the glass edges of the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring people's vision.

Listening to the noisy voices coming from behind him, Watanabe Yu felt an inexplicable sense of detachment while chewing the cantaloupe in his mouth.

"Why are you alone all of a sudden?"

Suddenly, a slightly naughty female voice sounded beside him.

"Because I prefer to be alone."

Watanabe Yu responded in a joking tone.

Then he turned around and looked at the owner of the voice.

She was a young woman in her early eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a black slim dress and had a pretty face.

"What you are saying now sounds a lot like what 'Tōru Watanabe' in the book would say."

The woman chuckled and moved closer to him gracefully, following his example and leaning her back against the railing in front of the French window.

"Let me introduce myself, Chie Shinoda, a fan of Norwegian Wood. It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Watanabe."

As she said this, she turned around and stretched out her right hand to him.