Revive it!Wenhao Press

"As long as you sign here, all the procedures are completed. Next, the publishing house 'Hoshinosha' is yours."

The middle-aged lawyer in a suit and leather shoes tapped the last document on the table with his fingertips.Sitting opposite him was a short-haired girl in a black sailor suit.

Against the backdrop of the dark uniform, the girl's skin looked even more porcelain white. Her short dark purple hair was soft and slightly curled up at the side of her neck.She lowered her emerald green eyes and looked at the document in front of her quietly. When she was silent, her expression was quiet and beautiful, but when her pupils turned, they were instantly dyed with a bit of vivid color.

——Hua Lichun held a black signature pen in his hand and looked at the inheritance agreement in front of him.Although there was no expression on her face, her palms could not help but sweat a little.

She took a deep breath and finally signed her name.

"Okay, in this way, Hoshino Club is your property." After the lawyer put away the agreement, he left one of them to Hualichun, "Then I will be rude first. If you have other questions, please contact me. "

Seeing the lawyer pick up the briefcase, get up and walk towards the door of the conference room, Hualichun's fingers tightened involuntarily.

"May I ask my parents..." she said suddenly, "What kind of people are they?"

“Sorry, I was just a legal aid lawyer assigned after your parents passed away. There are no photos of your parents,” the lawyer replied.

"yes……"

The girl with purple hair and green eyes lowered her slender eyelashes and looked at the inheritance agreement in front of her: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

……

Hualichun, who grew up in an orphanage since she was a child, never thought that a strange lawyer would come to her one day and tell her that her biological father and mother had died in an accident and left her an inheritance—a family name A publishing house called "Hoshinosha".

Perhaps when she was very young, Hualichun once looked at the children with both parents through the fence of the orphanage, and imagined what her parents might look like.

But in the past 16 years, her parents never showed up, did not give her any child support, and did not leave a single word.For Hualichun now, the image of her parents in her mind is just two hazy symbols without faces.

But she never expected that her parents knew of her existence and left her a whole publishing house to inherit.

After 16 years of living in poverty, she suddenly became the owner of a publishing house before she was an adult. Hualichun felt overwhelmed for a while, without any real feeling in her mind.

No matter how you think about it, this is not normal...

After leaving the law firm, Hualichun took the key given to her by the lawyer and walked all the way to the address of Hoshinosha.

"Can I really be the boss of a publishing house? Wouldn't it be better to give publishing socialization to more experienced people?"

"How should I explain the situation to the employees of the publishing house? Will they recognize me?"

"Then I don't have to worry about money any more?"

"Will the publishing house tell me about my parents?"

Along the way, various thoughts hovered in Hualichun's mind, making her involuntarily squeeze the key in her hand.

Arriving at the place marked on the address, Hualichun looked up apprehensively, but was stunned by the sight that caught her eyes.

What appeared in front of her was a clearing surrounded by metal fences, and the floor was paved with smooth stone tiles.And standing in the center of the open space is an ordinary single-storey small house.

The metal fence was chipped in paint and had visible rust on it.A lot of weeds grew here and there, and the windows of the small house were covered with a thin layer of dust.

But the busy editorial department, editors with unique eyesight, and writers who are gentle and gentle in Hualichun's imagination are all gone.

... Is this really the publishing house "Hoshinosha" that she just inherited?

Hualichun reconfirmed the address again in astonishment, then took out the key ring, and pointed one of them at the door lock on the metal fence.

There was only a "click" turning sound, and the door opened.

——This is really Hoshinosha!

Hualichun came back to her senses and walked in quickly.She came to the door of the house, found the right key without much trouble, opened it, and went in.

After looking around in the building, Hualichun finally confirmed one thing—compared with the general perception of publishing houses, the publishing house left to her by her parents is too shabby.

The office space of the entire publishing house is only a small room of about [-] square meters, and there is very little furniture in the room.

On the side of the entrance is a semi-new gray reception sofa and a small glass coffee table, which are probably the meeting corner of the publishing house.

Along the wall is a metal filing cabinet.In the deepest part of the room is a set of desks and chairs, on which a computer and a telephone are placed.The black screen of the computer was reflecting Hualijun's helpless face at this moment.

"..." All the troubles just now were in vain, and Hualichun's mood fell from the peak to the bottom again.

It turns out that Hoshino Club has no employees at all, only Hua Lichun, a polished commander.

The things in the room are clear at a glance, except for this room, the only thing left is the bathroom at the end.Hualichun hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the metal filing cabinet by the wall.

Maybe there will be something left by her parents there.Thinking of this, her throat couldn't help but feel a little dry.

After opening the cabinet door, Hualichun found a yellowed cardboard box in the cabinet, which looked quite heavy.

Opening the carton, she found that there were stacks of sundries and a large box of old magazines inside.Even though it was kept in the cabinet, the cover of the magazine was covered with a thick layer of dust, which was gray.

Hualichun wiped away the dust on the cover with the palm of her hand, finally revealing the slightly faded characters below: Monthly Literature.

It's a stack of old magazines.Hualichun checked all the way, and found that the first issue of "Monthly Literature" in the box was issued 16 years ago.The last issue was released three years ago.

"Literature..." Hualichun lowered her eyes and muttered in distress, "What should I do, I don't know much about literature..."

Sure enough, is it better to give up this publishing house?After all, even if she didn't give up, she didn't know what to do.

While thinking, Hualichun flipped through the old magazines in the box, but suddenly her fingers touched something strange to the touch behind the box.

"Huh?" Hualichun came back to his senses.She removed the box and looked into the depths of the cabinet.

What I saw in the darkness deep in the cabinet turned out to be a small game console.It has been buried under debris until now.

Although Hualichun grew up in a welfare institution, at the age of studying, she still received a small amount of scholarships to go to school.She has seen classmates playing games with handhelds, but she has never thought of owning a game console.

The reason is simple - she has tried her best to survive alone, and she can't afford such things as game consoles and games.Therefore, when the game console was found in a pile of sundries, Huali Chun felt like a treasure hunt.

"Could it be the game console my parents used to use? What's that called... switch? But it seems to be different..." Hualichun thought about it, found the power button of the game console, and pressed it .

Unexpectedly, the second she pressed the power button, the black handheld screen suddenly lit up.

The colorful pixel fireworks exploded on the screen, and then a colorful text box jumped out of the bottom of the screen, and what appeared on it were also simple and small characters made of pixels.

[Welcome back to "Revival!Wenhao Publishing House"! 】

Hualichun is a little surprised that he directly enters the game as soon as he starts up.She originally thought that the handheld was a platform console, but she didn't expect it to be the type that could only play one game.

The fireworks on the screen of the handheld are still exploding, and the simple colored confetti is falling down like rain, and the line of words just now hangs quietly in the text box, motionless.

Hualichun couldn't help but tentatively pressed the buttons a few times.

After pressing the A button, the screen suddenly changed again.The fireworks and confetti disappeared, and the picture gradually faded and became blank.

Two seconds later, a picture slowly appeared on the blank screen—it was a simple small room made of pixel paintings, and there were office chairs, computers, sofas and lockers also made of a few pixels in the room.

Hualichun felt that although the pixel picture was crude, it looked familiar.The next second, she suddenly remembered something, and looked around the room of the publishing house.

——The screen in the game is exactly the same as the publishing house she is in.

Just as Hualichun was comparing the game image with the real publishing house, a text box suddenly popped up again in front of the small room background on the handheld screen.

【Welcome back to Hoshinosha! 】

[Currently owned publication: "Monthly Literature"]

【Currently owned writers: no yet】

[Currently owned property: office desk and chair x 1, office computer x 1, reception sofa set x 1, filing cabinet x 1, telephone x 1]

[Hoshino Club is on the verge of bankruptcy, please work harder! 】

Hualichun's eyes fell on the text box.Among them, the words "Hoshinosha" and "Monthly Literature" attracted her attention.

Even the name of the publishing house, the name of the publication, and the layout of the room are exactly the same as in reality.From this point of view, her parents should have also played this game, and entered the same name in the game as in reality.

Looking at the game screen, Hualichun couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

Her parents, whom she had never met, must have loved her publishing house very much during her lifetime.Otherwise they wouldn't have the same name.

At this moment, a yellow prompt box popped up on the game screen.

[Main task: Revival Hoshinosha]

[Your draw times have been refreshed!Number of remaining card draws today: 3]

Is this still a card game?Without thinking too much, Hualichun clicked on the card drawing interface.

In the simple but joyful interface, a ray of light lit up, covering the entire screen of the handheld.

After the light went out, a card slowly descended from above, with the back facing Hualichun.

[Congratulations, you have drawn a reminder card]

Soon, the card was turned over.On the front of the card, there is a line of words written.

[Hint: The wild dogs wrapped in bandages are going down the river.For fishing, please go to Tsurumi River at 18:00 today. 】

"Tsurumi River? Isn't that a river that exists in real life?" Huali Jun turned off the cue card unexpectedly.

She wanted to try to switch the map, but what was displayed on the screen of the handheld device was always only a simple picture of the interior of the small publishing house.

There is no way to play this game.After realizing this, Hualichun casually put the handheld aside, and once again focused on the piles of old magazines.

She raised her hand, and was about to open the "Monthly Literature" with her white fingertips stained with dust, when a voice suddenly sounded behind her:

"You, aren't you crying?"