Today, the cubs of the Oda family are also ordinary

by Baishatang 2019.10.11

Last Thursday, I received a call from Wenxin News Agency asking if I could go there at 55:[-] am this Wednesday. Oda Sakunosuke asked for leave and rushed from Yokohama to Tokyo. Because he didn't know the way, he set off two hours earlier. It turned out that it arrived before nine o'clock.After sitting in the lobby downstairs of Wenxin News Agency for [-] minutes, I went to the front desk and asked if Editor Koizumi was there.

This is his first submission, and although he has submitted to many publishers, only this editor contacted him.

Oda was dressed very formally, and even wore a tie that he bought specially last Sunday.In fact, he was going to give up. After all, he didn't do it often, and it was always bad.Instead of looking nondescript, it's better not to be.As a result, when I was going out, a friend who was temporarily staying at home for the holiday asked curiously, and finally helped to tie it.

"wish you success."

When the five-year-old boy Sakunosuke Oda said this, his expression was very little, but his two-color pupils flashed unwaveringly, as if he was certain that he would succeed.

Oda Sakunosuke said thank you.

……

The opposite editor, Koizumi, was 15 minutes late. He glanced at Sakunosuke Oda who was sitting upright, and without any opening remarks, he went straight to the point: "Do you have any other work now?"

Oda Sakunosuke was puzzled by this sudden question, but immediately responded: "Yes, I still have a...very ordinary job."

"...That's good. If you hope to make money by writing, you will starve to death by the side of the road." Editor Koizumi sneered. He liked to see the embarrassment of novice writers, which was one of his adjustments in life.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't expect this stranger to care about his life from the very beginning, so he thanked him solemnly.Editor Koizumi didn't know if he did it on purpose, anyway, his happy mood suddenly got stuck in half.

"I read the article, and the clichés are the mistakes that novice writers will make. I thought I was writing very deep, but in fact it was superficial and logically confused. I don't know what you are writing. I feel bored just by looking at it." Editor Koizumi took a photo manuscript paper. "You can't do that."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Does Editor Koizumi have any suggestions? For example, the setting of the story?"

"Are you writing or am I writing?" Editor Koizumi leaned back in his chair, squinting at Sakunosuke Oda who was sitting upright, "The role of an editor is to tell you what's wrong."

"Yes."

Oda Sakunosuke responded without resistance.

"But I still want to work hard to develop in the direction of publishing books. Does Editor Koizumi have any suggestions?"

Editor Koizumi stared closely at Sakunosuke Oda's serious expression, and reluctantly said: "Publishing a book is not so easy. Your writing is not good enough. If you really want to write a book, fast food literature is popular now, you might as well Try to work hard on online light novels first."

"..." Sakunosuke Oda didn't know much about online articles, so he could only respond, "I will think carefully."

Editor Koizumi said to Sakunosuke Oda: "If you have a finished light novel, and you are not used to posting it on the Internet platform, you can bring it here."

"...Okay, thank you." Oda Sakunosuke nodded. "Please teach me more next time."

After seeing Sakunosuke Oda away, Editor Hirata, who had been watching for a long time, walked up to Editor Koizumi and said, "Isn't this the monster newcomer who the editor-in-chief said was interesting? Editor-in-Chief Shi Lan photographed you like a meatloaf."

The editor-in-chief of Igarashi happened to pass by Koizumi's editor's desk and saw the works of Sakunosuke Oda. There are dozens of pages of novels, and the elderly in their 60s have been standing and reading.

"This author's writing style has some characteristics, but he hasn't mastered it yet. It's a pity that the content is tasteless and discarded. There is nothing based on the foundation. Koizumi, what else can he write?"

In fact, this is already a compliment to Sakunosuke Oda. The editor-in-chief Igarashi has a vicious vision. He can say that because he is optimistic about his future development.

Editor Koizumi had a premonition that he would have another big boss in his hand, and his pockets might be bulging again. He was happy and felt that the current writers have weird personalities, especially the newcomers of monsters. To be led by the nose.

"He has an honest personality, and he can't be chased away." Editor Koizumi felt that it was easy for him to handle Sakunosuke Oda. "Grateful to Dade, maybe."

Editor Hirata shook his head.

Not only do I disagree, but I also feel sorry for Oda Sakunosuke who encountered such an editor.

If only his manuscript had been sent to his desk.Now only editor Koizumi is in charge.

When Oda Sakunosuke walked out of the Wenxinshe office building, he let out a long breath.He rarely shows his expression, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have emotions.He came here with anticipation, naturally hoping for a good result, but it was natural for him to be rejected, after all, he had only submitted his first draft, and it was a good start to be told that he would find an editor next time, and he also took his business card. up.

Wenxinshe went straight down the road and there was a bookstore. Oda Sakunosuke remembered the words of editor Koizumi and planned to buy a few light novels before going back.

Soon after the purchase, Oda Sakunosuke received a call from the company, saying that there was work in Tokyo and asked Oda Sakunosuke to help.

Oda Sakunosuke is an ordinary low-level worker, just an inconspicuous weed in the entire social and ecological environment of Yokohama City, and basically has no right to refuse.However, he later regretted it.

The working time is eight o'clock in the evening, and the location is in an apartment in Tokyo. The content is to deal with the scene after the armed group's firefight.

Sometimes the job content is very strange, from running errands to persuading fights to clean up, or filling in the ostentation, there are all kinds of things, only unexpected, nothing impossible.Oda Sakunosuke said that he has no right to intervene, but is doing it seriously.

He and the staff of the Tokyo branch were cleaning up the corpses before loading them into the trunk when the partner suddenly went to answer the phone.So only Oda Sakunosuke was left at the end.

At this time, he was accosted.

"Isn't this the little writer Oda?"

Oda Sakunosuke is 20 years old this year. Compared with 38-year-old editor Koizumi, he is indeed a small writer.In addition, he still looks a little childish and dull.

Oda Sakunosuke's shoulders stiffened when he heard the voice.

"...Editor Koizumi."

"You live here?"

"No..." The bag that Oda Sakunosuke put the corpse in was soft, and the corpse had been dead for a while and had already ossified, leaving obvious traces of limbs in the bag.He tried to cover it with a tall and straight figure.

"I'm here to pick up the manuscript. This may be your future senior." Editor Koizumi was mentioned by Editor Hirata today, and this time his attitude will be a little more friendly.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, wanting to end the topic.

At this moment, there was a horrific scream from the apartment building: "Ahhh, someone died in Sato's house!!!"

Oda Sakunosuke looked at his nose, nose, and heart: "..."

He came here just to pick up the corpses of members of his organization, and the place happened to be at Writer Sato's house.

It was pure accident.

Editor Koizumi was different from Sakunosuke Oda, and he panicked all of a sudden.

My rich man!

As soon as he heard the sound, Editor Koizumi was about to rush upstairs, but bumped into the person who shouted "Oda, we can go".When he fell to the ground, Editor Koizumi saw the gun on the opponent's waist, and at the same time collided with his dark eyes.

"..."

When Editor Koizumi had a premonition that he was going to be killed by "knowing too much", Sakunosuke Oda stopped in front of him, holding down the other party's preparatory action for raising the gun in advance.

"Didn't you see it?"

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the editor with this question in his eyes.Editor Koizumi's face was pale, and he unconsciously looked at the trunk of the trunk that Oda Sakunosuke had just concealed, with the shape of a hand protruding from it.

"..."

"If you report unnecessary things to the police, I'll kill you!" The person from the Tokyo branch said threateningly, and hurriedly left the scene with Oda Sakunosuke.

The direction in which Oda Sakunosuke and the others left was facing Editor Koizumi's line of sight, so he could see the horror of Editor Koizumi's face covered in cold sweat, and the embarrassment of his pants being soaked.

Oda Sakunosuke only knew that he was done for, and the moment he was bumped into, he had already snuffed out the little flame of his dream of becoming a writer today with his own hands.At least the Tokyo circle can't get mixed up.

After a long silence in the car, Oda Sakunosuke was accosted.

"...how did you know I was going to shoot just now?"

Oda Sakunosuke can't say that he has an ability that can predict what will happen within five seconds.

He didn't say a word.

"But that's right, even Hong Kong gangsters can't stop us in Tokyo if we commit murder in public." The man thought clearly that they had nothing to do with the murder case, they just simply collected the corpses.Just scare that fat man.

Then he said: "Look at you in a daze, but your reaction is quick."

"..."

Oda Sakunosuke had no expression on his face, but his heart was complicated.

He didn't get home until about 45:[-] in the evening.The teenager who was sitting on the sofa watching TV was given a bag of light novels by him.

"What do you mean?"

"For you, I don't need it for now."

"Ok?"

"I encountered a super embarrassing thing today."

"...Hmm." The boy with two-color pupils looked at Sakunosuke Oda with clear eyes.

Oda Sakunosuke scratched his head in frustration at this time: "The editor I met today was willing to give me another chance, but I ran into him when I was working in the afternoon...he saw us with guns...I think, I should Will not go to that publishing house again."

When the boy thinks about this scene, he feels horrific.Because he knew Oda Sakunosuke, he probably felt overwhelmed and collapsed at the time, and the editor was probably scared out of his wits.

"Am I unsuitable for writing?"

Oda Sakunosuke began to doubt life.

Is there something wrong with someone who works in a Mafia organization fantasizing about being a writer?

The boy didn't reply, but asked, "I heated up the curry, would you like to eat some?"

"Spicy?"

"Spicy."

"Eat." Oda Sakunosuke felt that only curry could comfort his wounded heart at this time, although there was not much sad expression on his face. "Thank you, Jiao Dong, I will take care of you in turn."

There was a gentle expression on Hong Jiaodong's handsome face: "In my opinion, Sakunosuke you are my family. This point is not worth mentioning."

The aroma of the curry scooped up in the hands rises.

The story between him and Sakunosuke also started with Curry.

The author has something to say: a lot of private settings, written to adjust the mood.

(The original Western Fantasy changed four settings, scrapped [-]+ drafts, and I am autistic.)

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