tokyo writer

Hiroto Akihara didn't know about the fact that he had an extra fan. He was sitting in a cubicle in the writer's office on the 14th floor of Mantansha, staring at the ceiling above his head in a daze.

Yesterday, the first issue of "New Novel" was released in July, and he was very worried about the sales volume in the first week.

In fact, he also understands that it is useless for him to know the numbers. After all, the number of sales is determined by the readers, and he can't take a gun and force all the readers in Tokyo to buy books.

He looked down at the manuscript paper on the table in front of him again, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

What he is doing now is to turn the foreign mystery movies of his previous life into neon local mystery novels.

It may seem thankless to do so, but it is very valuable to him. After all, the neon works he knows are limited, and he will be dumbfounded if he runs out of them.

Moreover, the localization of foreign works is not a new thing in the previous life of Neon.

For example, "Twelve Angry Men" in the United States was adapted into "Twelve Gentle Neon Men", Colombia's "One Hundred Years of Solitude" was adapted into "Goodbye, Boxboat", and South Korea's "I Am a Murderer" It was adapted into "Confessions 22 Years Later".

Most of these works have also achieved word-of-mouth and box office success in Neon.

After all, works that can be adapted have their own reasons for success. Localization is just to make it more in line with one's own national conditions and make it easier for the citizens of the country to accept.

Having said that, localization adaptation is not a simple matter.

Neon is a society that highly emphasizes collectiveness and discipline. It is difficult to enjoy the personality of European and American protagonists here, let alone the conflicts in many aspects such as character dialogue and environmental design.

He concentrated on thinking for another 20 minutes, but he didn't write a word. He stood up, looked at the alarm clock on the wall, and found that it was already 12 o'clock.

He thought about it, and decided to find Aiko Asano upstairs for a meal - the other party said that her mother made extra bento every day.

Just as he was about to leave, a voice came from the cubicle next door, "Hey, Akihara-san, are you looking for your female editor for dinner again?"

Hiroto Akihara turned his head and found that it was an ordinary friend he had just met recently. The name of the other party was Yuto Imamura, and he was the contracted author of "Tokyo Literature".

This person's personality is different from that of ordinary neon people, and he is more familiar with himself.

Seeing the way the other party frowned, he didn't know that the other party was teasing, so he rolled his eyes and said bluntly.

"Imamura-san, you can also go to your editor for dinner, it's not a problem."

"No, no, Akihara-san, the problem is serious."

Imamura Yuuto waved his hands, then stood up, gestured in front of his chest with exaggerated movements.

"Your editor is a beautiful woman who can order three bowls of rice at a glance, while my editor is an uncle with profuse sweat glands in his chest. The distance between the two is vast."

Akihara Hiroto's eyelids twitched, and he felt sympathy for his editor. When encountering such an author, it would be considered light to whip him with a leather whip.

But how did the other party know that the editor had a lot of chest hair, which made people think carefully.

After Imamura Yuto finished speaking, he said with a senior look: "Akihara-san, as someone who is already married, I advise you to take action as soon as possible."

"What action?"

"Don't pretend you don't understand, Ms. Asano is beautiful and has a good temper. There must be someone in the publishing house watching. If you start late, it will be too late. Hurry now, if it's me..."

Hearing this, Akihara Hiroto turned around and left, and it would be endless.

Now he is so focused on making a career, he has no intention of talking about love, besides, he only has gratitude to Asano Aiko.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, so he just waved his hand as goodbye, and walked out towards the door.

……

"Qiuhara, what have you been up to lately? Why do you look haggard every day?"

Asano Aiko looked at Akihara Yuto suspiciously. They were sitting in the small meeting room of the editorial department on the 16th floor.

After experiencing the bar incident, the relationship between the two became familiar. Although they still haven't reached the point of calling them by their first names directly, they have become much more casual.

Hiroto Akihara glanced at her, and didn't know how to respond for a while, but he glanced at the bento out of the corner of his eye.

This bento was made by Mrs. Asano herself, and it contains a variety of dishes, each of which looks very delicate.

Four pieces of hamburger meat that is deep-fried and charred on the outside and tender on the inside are stacked together; the thick egg yakiniku fried with eggs and milk, exudes the fragrance of eggs after being heated in the microwave; The Japanese-style stew that looks very delicious, while ensuring the food is delicious, it also ensures the intake of vitamins...

Seeing that Hiroto Akihara didn't speak, the suspicion in Asano Aiko's eyes became more serious.

But after all, she is not Akihara Hiroto's girlfriend, let alone his mother, so she can only advise in a tentative tone.

"Akihara, I know that you get income from manuscript fees every issue, but it's better to go to places like Kabukicho less, it's also for your own good."

Now that the business of the two of them is just on the right track, she is worried that Yuuto Akihara will go to make some bubble baths. If any scandal breaks out, the cooperation will probably be cancelled by the publishing house, and even Dogeza will be useless by then.

Although the neon society is indeed tolerant towards writers, even disabled writers having more than 50 extramarital affairs did not cause much controversy, but that is for famous writers, and Akihara Hiroto is just a newcomer...

Hiroto Akihara heard that she dragged the matter away, and felt that it would be over if he didn't explain the image. He sighed and said in a distressed tone: "It's like this. I've been stuck in writing recently, and I feel that I need help to break through."

He thought about it, and decided not to tell the other party about his participation in the Newcomer Award for Mystery Literature. After all, he hadn't decided which work to select for, and he was not sure about it.

When he really wants to win the award, he will come to surprise Aiko Asano, anyway, it will be published by Mantansha.

The suspicion in Asano Aiko's eyes gradually disappeared, but she thought of another thing and gradually became nervous.

It is not a new thing for writers to be in trouble in writing. Some writers run out of ideas while writing, and some people can't write a single word after holding back for half a month.

But the current "New Fiction" is in the form of a weekly serial. If it is really time to hand in the manuscript, it will simply kill her.

She put down the chopsticks in her hand, and solemnly persuaded: "Qiu Yuan, the manuscript you handed in now is enough to be serialized for 3 weeks, so why don't I take a leave of absence for you first, and you find a place to rest.

After a pause, she poured another cup of oolong tea from the thermos next to her and handed it to Yuuto Akihara.

"Of course, if you need my help, just let me know, and I will try my best to help you."

As the editor in charge, it is natural to wipe the writer's ass, as long as the other party can write a manuscript, everything is fine.

Even if Yuuto Akihara needs some love material, she can help find a girlfriend for rent.

Akihara Yuto took the oolong tea, glanced at the jet-black tea, and wondered if the tea was lit with a lighter.

He quickly threw away this unrealistic idea, and began to seriously analyze what Aiko Asano said—whether he should take time off to recharge himself.

Seeing Hiroto Akihara's silence, Aiko Asano decided to cheer him up, so she went to the outside office, brought a stack of newspapers, and spread them on the table in the small conference room.

"Qiuhara, your work has been praised by others, and it can be regarded as publicity."

Hiroto Akihara was a little surprised, took the newspaper and read it, but was speechless for a while...

[19.Chapter 19 Quicken your pace]

Judging from the newspaper that Aiko Asano handed over, the book review of "Xiaoshi and Yoko" is only the size of a palm, and if you don't read it carefully, you may not notice it at all.