Tokyo Girlfriend Guide.

Chapter 107 The Two Are Connected (Updated)

The owner of the leg changed his posture and put his right leg on top of his left.The overlapping of the two legs makes the dark area in the middle slightly revealed, mysterious and alluring.

But the owner obviously didn't pay attention, he just kept shaking his calf irritably, and the slippers hanging on his toes swayed.

The white slippers formed a sharp contrast with the little black feet, making those beautiful legs with a faint halo under the white light look even more alluring.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, staring at the document on the red notebook in front of him, on which was written a line:

Love Metronome Volume [-]
Although the complete outline up to the last chapter of the fifth volume has been completely written, facing the novel that the publishing house has privately stated that it will be cut in half in the third volume, Kasumigaoka Shiwa really can't convince herself to write it down.

Writing this kind of rubbish that no one likes is a waste of time and life, and even if it is printed, it is just a waste of resources and pollution.What are you waiting for the third volume, it is better not to publish the second volume.Save your precious life to do something you love to do, and then end this sad life peacefully.

The magnificent wine-red eyes were supposed to be a thrilling existence, but at this moment they were full of pain. Her slender and slender fingers grabbed the hair vigorously on the top of her head, and the astonishingly long black hair was messed up by her.Fortunately, a certain mild obsessive-compulsive disorder didn't see it, otherwise I would have to help her tidy it up.

Kasumi Hill, have you really stopped here?
The girl grabbed her hair with too much force, the phalanges became more obvious, and a lot of the black hair was torn off.

The joy of being valued by the publishing house, the satisfaction of being awarded the best newcomer, but after it was released, no one cares about it and it was taken off the shelves in dismay, and the decision to cut the sequel...

In just one month, a girl in the third grade of middle school experienced such ups and downs.

What Xiazhiqiu Shiyu couldn't accept was not her poor grades, but that she had only this level.

Her father runs a small company. Although the family does not say that the money is too much to run out, she does not need to work hard on her own.

The reason why she took the road of writing was just to prove her own strength.

Even though she was always the number one student in her studies, she also helped write scripts for the school drama club and was called a talented girl by the people around her, but the girl didn't take it seriously at all.

In a small place like Hehe City, even a black and white symmetrical puppy can be reported by the TV station for a long time, and a talented girl in a public middle school is nothing at all.

She Xiazhiqiu Shiyu didn't want to prove to anyone, but just wanted to tell herself that she could do better!

Failed, failed miserably.

The novel written on the basis of himself, using all his current writing skills, was brutally rejected by the market.

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu would not say that the readers were too poor to understand his book, and it was originally a novel written for the market.

She has a clear understanding of herself, has no interest in others at all, is gloomy and stubborn, and is not good at interpersonal communication.How can such a girl write pleasing works from the bottom of her heart?

This novel, "Love Metronome", can be said to be a writing technique for manipulating readers' emotions, except for the heroine who was written based on her and she poured a little emotion into it.

Before publishing the book, I was full of self-confidence, thinking that those stupid otaku would be immersed in this emotional vortex that I made up.

Reality gave her a heavy punch, which shattered Xiazhiqiu Shiyu's arrogance to the ground.

Although the editor Ms. Sonoko Machida tried her best to conceal the news that the publisher planned to cut "Love Metronome" in half, and she still encouraged herself, saying that her writing talent is still bottomless, which is a lie to children.

But Xiazhiqiu Shiyu knew that she was finally unable to straighten her swan-like neck this time, and raised her head proudly.

Along with the novel that no one cares about, her pride was also taken off the shelves.

Two hands were lifted from the head, and a few strands of black hair fell down.

Feeling the restraint of the black stockings on the thighs, the depressed mood in the girl's heart seemed to find the inclined opening, and she tore vigorously until the stockings were all torn apart and her snow-white thighs were completely exposed.

The slippers were also thrown aside, and her delicate bare feet stepped on the carpet with a pattern drawn by Piet Mondrian.

Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu raised the cup and took a sip of water, let out a deep breath, and slowly placed her hands on the keyboard with a slight trembling.

Although it is destined to be cut in half, since the contract is signed, it must be fulfilled, even if what is written is rubbish that no one likes.

Calling up the outline, looking at what he had spent countless days and months writing, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu's eyes were filled with unwillingness, pain, and a hint of hatred.If she hadn't written this novel, perhaps she would still be able to continue living in that small circle, hypocritically maintaining that ridiculousness.

Write it, even for Ms. Machida.I don't know if she will help me pick out a large number of mistakes this time, and then strictly supervise me to make corrections.

With a self-deprecating laugh, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu cheered up and raised her ring finger to hit the keyboard.

The phone rang suddenly, startling the girl.

Picking up the phone, it was Machida-san.

Are you here to give me a "death notice"?
Xiazhiqiu Shiyu remembered that today was the day when all her books were taken off the shelves.Now, a large part of those books written "written by Xia Shizi" should have been returned to the publishing house's warehouse, right?
Imagining the boxes of my own novels piled up in the warehouse of the publishing house waiting for an unknown fate, although the royalties have already been received, Kasumigaoka Shiyu still feels a burst of heartache.

For "Love Metronome", but also for myself.

If the girls in school who have been jealous of her behind her back find out, they will have a new weapon to attack themselves.

Although she is not interested in others at all, it is based on her pride, based on the fact that she is stronger than others.

just now……

Suppressing his heavy heart, he took two deep breaths to sort out his emotions, and Kasumigaoka Shiyu pressed the answer button.

"Little Poem!"

Before I had time to say hello, there was an irrepressible cry of surprise from the phone.

"Huh? What's the matter, Ms. Machida?"

My book has been taken off the shelves, is Deputy Editor-in-Chief Machida so happy?

Although she knew that the other party was not such a person, the girl whose mind was full of negative emotions at the moment still couldn't help thinking about it.

"All sold out!!!" The woman on the other side of the phone continued to scream, I really admire her being able to say such words in such a high voice.

Everything sold out?It can't be "Love Metronome", right?

"what?"

Laughing at himself, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu asked, his voice becoming undisguisedly cold.

"What, what, of course it's your novel "Love Metronome"!"

"What?" The girl seemed to have turned into a small question mark, only questioning.

"Hahaha, I'm already on my way to Xiaoshi's house, let's talk when we meet!"

"and many more……"

A smirk came from the phone, and the call was unilaterally ended.

Looking at the screen that fell into darkness again, and the self with dull eyes on it, Kasumigaoka Shiyu raised her hand, first stroked her smooth and fair face without any blemishes, and then stretched out her index finger and thumb to pinch it hard.

it is true……

The girl let go of her hand, and there were clear red pinch marks on her tender white face.

But how is this possible?

Really, this woman!

Although rationality told her that it was impossible, the girl still hoped that it would be true as if she was grasping at the last straw.Feel better in an instant, and then start to rage over an unscrupulous editor's nasty behavior.

Doing my duty at work, constantly encouraging myself, helping myself to tap my potential, and taking care of my young self, Machida Sonoko is perfect as a senior at work.But the other party would occasionally treat himself as a child to play pranks, and the nickname "Xiaoshi" was one of them. Despite numerous protests, they were all unilaterally rejected by the other party.

But!With such important news, this woman wants to whet her appetite!Damn it!

The fidgeting girl unconsciously began to shake her feet agitatedly.If it were an ordinary person shaking their feet, some people might say that it is impolite, but looking at the plump thighs that fluctuate because of the shaking, if you want to criticize, you may just open your mouth before you speak, and your saliva will be uncontrollable Flow down.

He stood up, opened the door, and walked into the living room.Without turning on the light, the light from the bedroom came from behind, making the girl's shadow very long.

In the darkness, the girl with black hair and red eyes stared blankly at the door, with one hand on her chest, trying to feel the beating heartbeat.

Since the release of the novel was cold, she hasn't felt so clearly that she is alive for a long time.

ding dong~
The girl who had been sitting on the sofa for a long time and stared at the door of the house rushed over when she heard the doorbell.

He opened the door and dragged the excited woman in.

Although he was treated roughly and his bob was fluttering with the shaking of the girl, the responsible editor of Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu and the deputy editor-in-chief of Immortal Chuan Library still did not feel dissatisfied at all, and his blue eyes were full of excitement.

"Wait until I change my shoes." Machida Sonoko said with a smile.

"Quickly explain it to me!"

Kasumigaoka Shiwa let go of her hand, took out the special slippers for Ms. Machida from the shoe cabinet, and then stood with her arms folded and stared at her.

"Xiaoshi's breasts are so enviable no matter how many times I look at them."

While bending over to change her shoes, Sonoko Machida raised her head and looked at the giant in front of her that was even more majestic because her hands were folded on her chest.

Too strong, obviously only a middle school student.

"Stop talking so much nonsense, and your cup won't increase even a sliver! It's better to work hard and honestly satisfy the writer in charge."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

"Okay, Machida-san, it's time for you to get down to business, right?"

Stared at by her own author's wine-red eyes, looking at that pretty face full of anxiety, Machida Sonoko finally took back the nature released by being too excited.

Open the briefcase and pull out a file bag.

"I have already brought the reprinted contract, and all the previous prints have been sold out within today, so I urgently reprint [-] copies!"

The file bag in her hand hadn't been opened yet, Kasumigaoka Shiyu covered her mouth with her right hand, looked at her editing with wine red eyes in disbelief, and kept stepping back.

"If you lie to me, your cup will immediately shrink by two numbers!"

Talking about bullying her editor, Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu quickly gathered her mood and opened the file bag.

Looking at the black and white letters and the royalties of the pleasing belt, her confidence finally came back.

"It's too much, Xiaoshi!"

While talking, Machida Sonoko walked to the refrigerator on her own, took out a bottle of iced barley tea, and drank it boldly:

"Really, I sent you good news in the middle of the night, and I didn't even give you a glass of water."

Repeatedly confirming the information returned by the bookstore, counting the demand, holding a meeting, confirming the contract, and then rushing here non-stop.

Compared with the leisurely days before, today she is quite exhausted.

Fortunately, everything is worth it.

Machida Sonoko was also very happy looking at the black-haired girl who kept confirming the information on the contract with a happy face.

That genius writer with a bottomless literary talent is back again.Without disturbing the girl immersed in surprise, she sat quietly on the sofa drinking water.

This apartment is an idle property of Kasumigaoka Shiyu's family, and now it is a place for girls to write, so no one comes back to disturb them to enjoy the joy of success.

"But, why did this happen, it was clear until morning..."

It's true, as long as you sign your name, 250 million royalties will be transferred to her account within a week, even if the tax is deducted, it is not a small sum.

However, what Kasumigaoka Shiyu cared more about than the money was the cause of all this.

Who helped her pick up the shattered self-esteem and glued it back to her face so that she could continue to be proud.

She has always been strong, and she even secretly prayed to the gods before, as long as her novel can be brought back to life, no matter who, no matter what, she can...

After praying, she hated herself for being so weak.

But now, the gods seem to have really descended!The novels that started to be taken off the shelves and boxed one after another in the morning, and were about to be returned to the publishing house, were all sold out before the evening! ?

Isn't this a miracle?
Doubt, joy, disbelief, the gratitude that was about to burst out at any time was suppressed in the bottom of the girl's heart, and she didn't know who to express it to.

I don't know what this kind of complicated emotion will become after it is fermented.

"I haven't figured out the specific reason, but I just learned from the bookstore owner that this wave of buying first came from Bunkyo District in Tokyo, and then spread from there.

The first call we received to request supply was the Dongcheng Bookstore next to Dongcheng University, and the club guessed that it must be what happened there. "

"East City?"

Chewing on the name, Kasumigaoka Shiwa wrote the name on the contract.

"Xiaoshi, let's celebrate, you should have suppressed your hatred for a long time."

After finishing the business, Machida Sonoko mentioned the plastic bag she brought and said excitedly.

"Can you be so excited just by printing it?"

Saying merciless words, Kasumigaoka Shiyu took the bag with a smile on her face, and planned to go to the kitchen to put those side dishes on plates.

"cheers!"

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(End of this chapter)