How I was forced to be a boss

I finished reading Mr. Oda's novel very quickly, because it is really not too long. Considering other writers who have changed their careers, I really can't condemn Mr. Oda who is still serious about writing.

Mr. Oda's works are still the same as what I saw last time, with his obvious personal style.

"You write very well! There is nothing that I can criticize! Forgive my poor language for not being able to say more praises! In short, Mr. Oda, you are really great!"

For me, reading is like going through a wonderful adventure, in which I have a dialogue with the greatest soul of mankind.

Maybe they don't understand my loneliness that I can't tell, but I still have something to tell Mr. Oda.

"It's really great to know you!"

The girl looked at Sakunosuke Oda, her sparkling eyes shone with a strange brilliance, and her whole face became radiant.

Mr. Oda was a little embarrassed by the praise, and quickly waved his hands and said: "No... Teacher Zhuxi, you are too praised, I still have a lot of shortcomings..."

"Please stop being humble!" the girl said righteously, "You have an unparalleled talent in creation!"

"Please be sure to entrust me with the publication liaison, Mr. Oda!"

Osamu Dazai leaned on the table, tilted his head to look at the two, and flicked the wall of the cup with his fingers.

"Ms. Takenishi..." Ango Sakaguchi asked hesitantly.

Osamu Dazai chuckled, "After all, I'm a writer, and sometimes it happens. Literature is a high priority. I'm afraid that in Lingyang's heart, my status is not as high as that of Oda Saku."

In the end, there was even a hint of grievance attached.

Does Takenishi-sensei have such a personality?

Ango Sakaguchi was a little surprised by his new understanding of Mr. Takenishi. In his heart, this teacher seemed to be standing on the borderline of the black and white world. One foot had already stepped into the shadow. No one could guarantee that she would not choose anyway. completely hidden in the darkness.

And everyone who has come into contact with her thoughts is afraid of this possibility.

"I heard it!" The girl suddenly turned her head and intervened in the conversation between the two.

Even though I was talking to Oda-san, part of my attention was on the people around me.

As long as I'm by Dazai Osamu's side, it's hard for me to do other things wholeheartedly, and I can't help but pay more attention to him.

After all, I don't pay much attention, I'm always afraid that he will lose me.I turned my head and looked at Osamu Dazai pretending to be angry: "Although I value literature, it is obvious that people are more important!"

"Living life must take precedence over all dead things in the world."

"The existence of ideas is to guide the progress of human beings, and it is also to explore the infinite possibilities in the future of human beings. These are all based on the existence of human beings."

"As for what kind of existence Osamu Dazai is in my heart, except for myself, anyone who says it is a rude speculation for the sake of self-satisfaction!"

Hearing my words, Osamu Dazai paused, with novelty in his eyes, he looked at me carefully, as if he knew me for the first time.

After being silent for a while, he blinked, and suddenly regained his energy: "Oh, so I am more important to Lingyang than Odasaku? Yes? Yes?"

Oda-san actually cooperated with him very seriously: "Well... it's a matter of course, right? After all, Dazai and Takenishi-sensei are more familiar, and the tacit understanding between the two of you is also very good. Sometimes I always feel that others are not good enough to intervene. go in."

Osamu Dazai looked at the girl expectantly, but the girl suddenly smiled slyly.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment. In fact, girls are rarely so agile, most of the time they are very quiet.

"What is Osamu Dazai to me..., what kind of position in my heart..."

"Let's guess, Aji."

Osamu Dazai stared at the girl for a while, and finally sighed helplessly as if admitting defeat, "You're so cunning, Lingyang."

He lay gently on the table, his eyelashes drooped, and something as deep and dark as a whirlpool swirled in his eyes.

"You have clearly said that other people's guesses are your own imaginations, so how can I guess what's in your mind?"

When I looked at Osamu Dazai, I always felt that he was a little different today.

He was like a cat returning to its own territory, lazily, and compared to the past, those parts that belonged to Osamu Dazai were faintly revealed.

I feel like I'm grabbing something.

Hidden under this person's layers of lies and the mask of laughing and cursing, those beings who are Dazai Osamu really want and yearn for.

"Then let's play a game, Aji."

"When you have the answer, please come and tell me, and I will definitely give you a prize that satisfies you."

In the end, I not only successfully returned with Mr. Oda's works, but also got the promise from Mr. Oda that he would continue to create, so I was very happy.

While the editor was sending me letters from new readers, I recommended Mr. Oda's book to him.

"This... Teacher, I can't guarantee that there will be any results. I will have to wait for everyone in the company to discuss together before I can give you a definite answer."

The editor seemed hesitant, and I always felt that he was looking for a reason to decline me.

"You just have to take it back. If you don't agree with me in the end, I don't have any complaints." I looked at him and made a serious promise.

The editor breathed a sigh of relief.

There is nothing to care about this kind of thing. The company has to support a lot of people, so it is only natural to evaluate the value of benefits.

And I have confidence in Mr. Oda's works, which are masterpieces that can definitely stand the test of time and everyone's scrutiny.

Sure enough, the company gave a high evaluation and promised that the publication matter will be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

I didn't pay too much attention to this kind of thing that was already an established fact. I sat down and patiently flipped through the letters from readers.

This time the reader’s letter did not include the last time that he was interested in creating, which made me a little disappointed. When I was distracted, I thought that Mr. Oda’s status in Mr. Mori’s company did not seem to be very high, so why did he still write? Want to be a mafia?Because of heavy family burden?

So after the publication of Mr. Oda's book this time, I think I should try to suggest that Mr. Oda quit his current job and concentrate on writing?

I shared this idea with Osamu Dazai, and he...was amused by me?

"Mr. Mori will cry if you do this!"

"But Mr. Oda is not a high-level man! Isn't everyone the same when it comes to thugs?" I raised my own question with question marks all over my head.

However, I don’t think Mr. Mori’s thoughts are very important. The decision on this matter should mainly rest with Mr. Oda. After all, I can’t force him to do something he doesn’t want to do, let alone Mr. Mori, so I thought about it He asked again, "What do you think, Mr. Sakaguchi Ango?"

"Lingyang..."

"Ok?"

"Mr. Mori will really cry."

So why should I care whether Mr. Mori will cry or not?

I didn't get too involved in the celebration, but the invitation letter was carefully considered.

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara are also necessary, Mr. Mori also has to have a copy, and the new Mr. Sakaguchi, well, I feel that Mr. Furuta should be very busy. After all, it has not been long since he was promoted to the governor of Kanagawa Prefecture, and there are still many things to do. It had to be dealt with, but I still sent him an invitation letter, which helped me a lot after all, and I think the two of us still have friendship.

It is written that each person can bring one or two people, then package it and wait for mailing.

Looking at the stack of invitation letters neatly placed aside, I was silent for a moment.

Why does it feel like you are wholesale invitations to Hong Kong and black?

Mr. Oda's is specially made, and it is specifically stated that children and the owner of the curry shop can also be brought.

I told the editor to prepare more things that children like.

"Ah, the teacher is cute too!"

"I……"

"Needless to say, I know that although your age is always overlooked in thinking, but objectively speaking, Mr. Zhuxi is still underage!"

"Don't worry, leave everything to me."

He must have misunderstood.

I hung up the phone exhausted, a little surprised.

Regarding the book "Little Star", I was in trouble again. To be honest, I accidentally wrote to death the hero I valued before, and it really hit me a little bit. First finish some of the books that I promised Mr. Bishui to change my mood.

【…

This is the last habitat of mankind, the border guard town of Dusk City.Looking around, there are only pieces of one-meter-high simple houses built with ice blocks standing in front of them in an orderly manner.It was just after six o'clock in the morning, but every household had already set up a simple stove at the door, and the small iron pot on the stove was bubbling and steaming.

Xiaoguang's brother has been weak since he was a child.The ability to survive in such a world depends on the little food that 13-year-old Xiaoguang earns desperately.

However, it is still not very good now, Xiaoguang decided to take his brother to leave Shoucheng Town and go to the center to see, maybe the doctor can do something.

...]

After that, the protagonist met the doctor of this tech giant. In order to find a solution to his brother’s illness, he followed the doctor’s side. In my conception, the protagonist gradually realized in the process that the reason why human beings Being able to survive such a powerful enemy and cruel environment is due to the miracles of science created by human beings who are always innovating and exploring their own limits.

But at this time, the protagonist is still a cowardly little girl. Although her consciousness is gradually awakening, there must be one thing that can really push her to make up her mind to engage in scientific research and lead mankind to a new path.

【…

Xiaoguang shrank and hid under the wreckage, covering his mouth tightly, afraid of disturbing anything even by breathing.

Not far away, the doctor who took good care of her and represented the hope of mankind's progress has even broken his body.

And her most important brother may not even be able to find a body part.

The last bastion of mankind - Mucheng, has fallen.

His ears were filled with the screams of fellow compatriots, and the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of blood. Xiaoguang just covered his ears tightly, closed his eyes, and pretended that he didn't know anything, and nothing happened outside, but the tears stopped. Can't stop falling.

When everything calmed down, a few surviving people emerged from every corner, standing there powerlessly and desperately.

Xiaoguang knelt on the ground and couldn't help crying, but only Xiaoguang's voice echoed in the ruins.

The survivors didn't even have the strength to suffer.

Xiaoguang gradually stopped crying, staring blankly at people's numb faces, and the happy days with his family before the disaster flashed through his mind.

The doctor's words seemed to be close to his ears, "Xiaoguang, human beings haven't lost yet, we can't stop yet!"

Xiaoguang stood up suddenly and wiped her face fiercely. The little girl stood on the ruins and said loudly to everyone: "We haven't lost yet! I am the doctor's assistant, and the doctor secretly hid a spaceship. All of our history, culture and technology."

"We still have hope! Don't let them die in vain!"

...]

After that, it is how the protagonist builds a scientific research team and develops a little bit.

I just hope that Mr. Bishui, and maybe other people with the same thoughts, can give up those unrealistic fantasies after reading this, and honestly do something practical.

Is he really not good at doing scientific research?

After getting rid of the already set invitations, I still have a few left in my hand. Thinking about the visit to Mr. Fukuzawa and the others that I was thinking about before, I can't help but fall into deep thought.

As for how to inquire about the creative desires of the two... how about starting with a good relationship?

I dug out the phone number of Mr. Fukuzawa that I had saved before and called, and was quickly connected without waiting for a long time.

"...Miss Kitano?"

"It's me. How are you lately, Mr. Fukuzawa?"

"Everything is fine, what happened to you?"

...So why does Mr. Fukuzawa think that something happened when I called him?

Putting down the question in my heart for now, I told him what I wanted to visit. Mr. Fukuzawa pondered for a while, and then sent me an address. After I made an appointment with him, I couldn't suppress my excitement. Hang up the phone.

Everything sounds normal, I think this wave has stabilized.

The author has something to say: 1 Miss Sister's short and peaceful daily life

2. I can't keep up with double updating my manuscripts every day. Please be more sober!

3 In Mr. Zhuxi's setting, there is actually the possibility of completely abandoning the light. I buried a thread before, but I probably won't accept it. After all, I still hope that everyone will have a good ending.Just put a small theater in Zhuxi Alter.

The following is the if line theater:

When she woke up in the morning, Reo Kitano felt a severe headache, but she had gradually gotten used to it. She picked up the painkiller tablet on the table and took a larger dose than usual, swallowing it without hesitation.

Sitting at the table, she simply made herself a bowl of instant noodles, and Reo Kitano browsed the information on the Internet.

[Rational discussion of Mr. Takenishi's new work

Landlord

After reading it, I really feel that what the teacher said makes sense.There is no hope in the world, everything has come to a standstill, time, space, and even living life have no meaning. In such a world, where there is no future, what is the meaning of existence?

1th floor

I had the same doubts as the landlord. When you look at everything about yourself, and even the whole world, from your own perspective, you suddenly feel as if you have never thought about it.All actions are dull and mechanical, without any meaning at all, and they don't understand why they exist.

2th floor

I also felt the same way, doubts filled my heart, and I simply couldn't live a good life.

……

31th floor

If you can't find the answer even in Mr. Takenishi's book, does it mean that the world itself is wrong?

……

104th floor

So desperate, living in such a world, where there is no possibility of redemption, is really scary.

...]

Flipping through casually, Reo Kitano's face showed indifference.

Suddenly the phone rang, Kitano Lingyang answered the phone with surprise that this person would call at this time.

"Has your headache relieved?" The man's deep voice came from the phone.

"I'm used to that kind of thing."

"It's you, Fei Jia, shouldn't you be busy running around?"

Not paying attention to the other party's slightly cold tone, Fyodor smiled: "I'm afraid you are too careless about your body."

"After all, the plan is at a critical moment. As the creator of the entire plan, you can't do anything wrong."

After a pause, he said with an uncontrollable excited tone: ""Dry World" has been spread around the world, and we will be able to proceed to the next step soon."

Fyodor suddenly softened his voice, and said softly with a little lingering affection: "Everything is as you expected, everything is as you wish, dear teacher."

"I look forward to the new world you describe."

After hanging up Fei Jia's phone call, Kitano Reo raised her hand to hold her head, and her headache returned.

She walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the world in front of her. Her eyes were inorganic and cold, as if they were some kind of creature detached from the universe. Nothing could be reflected in her eyes. The dark eyes Hitomi is like an abyss, and boundless madness lurks in the depths.

Suddenly there was a chuckle in the room.Sarcastic and contemptuous.

"New world?"

Ah.

3 If everyone does not produce food well, the consequences will be very serious (seriously

4 Thinking of Danwan, if Mr. Takenishi is Danwan, he should be regarded as a super high school-level novelist?

5 rounded up, I double updated today

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