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Hualijun was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Sure enough, Tanjiro thinks so too."

"Sure enough, the talents of the teachers are beyond the reach of ordinary people. There is a natural barrier between geniuses and ordinary people. It is really too simple for me to rely on doing the same thing to get closer to them. .”

"Having the opportunity to work with geniuses should have been a very happy thing.... But is it really because I didn't do well? When "Monthly Literature" was launched in Sanxianya, my sense of competition was too strong However, the number of magazines sold in the end is still less than that of "Literary Times". Maybe this has affected the teachers..."

Hualichun lowered her eyes, and wrinkled the written manuscript involuntarily with her fingers: "I'm still too immature, I don't know that as the president of the publishing house, every action of mine may affect the teachers. Yes I made a mistake, but I can't make up for it..."

"Xiaochun..."

Seeing that Jun Hanagi was a little depressed, Tanjiro Kamado was a little uneasy.He hesitated, but finally reached into the bag and pulled out something.

"Ahem!" Zamon Tanjiro cleared his throat suddenly, bringing Huali Jun back to his senses.

"By the way, speaking of this, I know a very confident little president of a publishing house." The red-haired boy said happily, "Because the little president is very confident and capable, so I specially prepared a gift to think about it." To give it to her."

Speaking of this, he suddenly spread his palms, revealing the things hidden in his hands, and announced loudly with emotion: "It's super sweet, super sweet chocolate!"

Hualichun's eyes widened in an instant, and the emerald green pupils shone brightly: "...Oh!"

"But I suddenly couldn't find that confident little president."

Speaking of this, Tanjiro Zamon deliberately looked left and right, but did not look at Jun Hanagi: "Where is the confident little president? I really want to find her quickly so that I can give the gift out."

Hanagarashi stared blankly at Tanjiro Kamado's palm.In the middle of the boy's calloused palm, lay quietly a piece of chocolate wrapped in gold leaf.

This is Tanjiro Kamado's move when coaxing his younger siblings.

After a few seconds, she still couldn't help stretching out her hand, and quietly squeezed away the chocolate in Kamado Tanjirou's hand, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she whispered, "Here it is."

The gold leaf on the chocolate is still warm.Hanagarashi saw Tanjirou Kamado withdraw his gaze from left and right, and looked directly at her with those warm eyes with charcoal fire, and her figure was reflected in them.

"Ah, I found it," he looked at Hualichun, and said with a smile suddenly realized, "So the confident little president is here."

Hualijun clenched the hand holding the chocolate, feeling a little ashamed: "Tanjiro used the trick of coaxing younger siblings to deal with me again."

"But I really think Xiaochun has done a good job as the new president of the publishing house."

Tanjiro Kamado said seriously: "Don't be too immersed in self-blame. Since the writers and teachers of Hoshinosha don't want to write anymore, Xiaochun will use his own power to make them ignite their desire to create again. Bar."

"This is Xiaochun's battle."

After hearing Zhuma's words, Hualichun took a deep breath, peeled off the gold leaf, stuffed the chocolate into his mouth, and nodded vigorously: "I understand!"

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly came from the teacher's office next to the classroom: "What's the matter with you? Do you want me to explain such a simple question again?"

The roar startled both Jun Hanashi and Tanjiro Kamado.Kamado Tanjiro suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Inosuke's math test scores are too bad, and he has to take tutoring from Fushikawa-sensei these few days!"

As soon as the words were finished, Zui Ping Yizhi's assistant's voice was bold and unaffected from the teacher's office next door: "But I just don't know how to do it!"

"Are you stupid?" Immortal Kawa Shimi ordered, "Here we need factorization... You can break it down for me first! I don't believe that you have to demonstrate such a simple factorization!"

There was silence for a while.

Zuhira Inosuke's very confident voice sounded: "The result is 3!"

"So you're really an idiot?" Undead Kawa Minya's voice almost knocked the roof off, "Bastard... I'll demonstrate it for the last time, so I'll show you!"

"..."

Zamon Tanjiro stared in the direction of the teacher's office dumbfounded, turned his head after a while, and asked Huali Jun: "This classroom is too close to the teacher's office. If Xiaojun still wants to try to write something, why don't you go?" A quieter place to write?"

But Hanagarashi Jun seemed to be immersed in the dispute between Undead Kawa Minya and Zuihei Inosuke, and only after Kamado Tanjiro said it did he suddenly come back to his senses.

"...No, no more writing. A mediocre one will do!"

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she grabbed the manuscript written "A certain summer in the past" on the table: "I want to publish this mediocre work in the seventh issue of "Monthly Literature"!"

***

After returning to Hoshinosha as quickly as possible with the manuscript paper written in the school classroom, Huali Jun sat in front of the computer.

She didn't even look at the hairballs scattered everywhere, but started typing "a certain summer in the past" on the computer.

Hoshinosha was unusually quiet, and the sound of the girl's fingers typing on the keyboard was fast and rhythmic.The dogs lying around raised their ears slightly and cast their gazes in this direction, but Hualichun remained unmoved. After filling in "The Past, A Certain Summer" as the main article, he pressed the print button.

The printing machine on the side made a "sizzling" sound.Soon, the seventh issue of "Monthly Literature" was printed.

"Okay, so the sample issue is temporarily completed."

Hualichun picked up the lingering sample and weighed it, talking to herself.Until then, she seemed to have noticed the puzzling eyes of the dogs, and turned her head to smile at them.

"Teachers, please rest as much as you want." Huali Chunyi changed his normal routine and smiled softly at the dogs, "The next issue of "Monthly Literature" has been prepared. Next, I plan to go to the bookstore to check the inventory , I'll be back before dark."

There was the sound of heels hitting the wooden floor, followed by the sound of the Hoshinosha small building door closing.

"..."

In the silence, the wild dogs of Wenhao looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the sample magazine on the table.

After a while, four suspicious-eyed dog heads (and tiger heads) slowly appeared above the sample in a circle.

A sand-colored dog's paw stretched out, grabbed the cover of the sample magazine and opened it, and turned to the main article page with a "rustle".

After seeing the title of "A certain summer in the past", the four dog heads couldn't help but get closer and read it with curiosity.

Sand-coloured dog paws slowly turned from page to page.

The dogs had solemn expressions on their fluffy faces.The first to show its reaction was the short-tempered small dog.

Chuya Inu's puppy face became more and more distorted.He bared out his sharp little teeth involuntarily, with an expression on his face as if he had eaten a fly, and a low voice came out of his throat: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

After Dazai turned over the last page of "A certain summer in the past" and the sentence at the end came into view, all the dogs fell silent.

A few seconds later, Zhongye Quan took a picture of the sample on the ground, and opened his mouth to bark angrily: "Wow, woof, woof, woof!"

Rarely, Dazai Inu agrees: "Wow."

"Meow?" The little white tiger sent out a meow that was meant to be consultative.

"Ahem, cough, woof." Akutagawa Inu expressed his opinion with a sullen face.

At that moment, the four dogs turned around and walked to their respective computers at the same time, raised their paws, and tapped on the keyboard.

This is almost the same as before, but it feels completely different.On the first floor of Hoshino Club, only the sound of keyboard tapping sounded one after another.

Different fur colors, but without exception, are all fluffy little paws tapping the small buttons quickly.However, when the meat pad touches the surface of the button, a little white claw tip will involuntarily stick out.

Obviously they all have small faces and fluffy bodies, but they exude a terrifying aura that cannot be underestimated.

——This is the writer.

At this moment, outside the door of Hoshino Club, Hualichun, who should have left long ago, was sitting.

The purple-haired girl sat on the steps of the door, leaning against the door, listening to the sound of the keyboard inside the door, as if it was the most beautiful music in the world.

What kind of works are being created now?No matter how many times it is the first time, this kind of imagination is full of excitement.

After listening for a while, Hualichun took a deep breath of the grass-scented air and closed his eyes.

……

"Huh...huh..."

Sitting at the door, Hualichun, who fell asleep unknowingly, suddenly felt that his back was empty, and he fell back uncontrollably, and lay down on the ground with a "boom".

"Eh?"

Hualichun, who was blindfolded by sleep, opened his eyes blankly.

What caught her eyes were four unmanned teachers standing around her head.The four fluffy heads looked down at her condescendingly with the light behind them, their eyes mixed with helplessness and complexity of their tricks against her, as well as some kind of inexplicable wisdom.

"..."

The Zhongye dog raised its paw, and stepped on her smooth forehead with a soft pad, feeling warm: "Wow!"

Seeing this look, Hualichun immediately understood.She lay on the ground with her messy purple hair on her pillow, and smiled embarrassedly: "Hehe, I was discovered... But I really want to see the teacher's news again. So I used a little trick."

"Although the sales volume is a few fewer than "The Age of Literature and Art", the works of the teachers have not lost at all." She said softly, "Maybe it is because the comparison of numbers has hit the ambitions of the teachers, but if I really want to say, Hoshino Club did not do well enough."

"And I think, no matter from the perspective of the publishing house that assists writers, or as the person who took the lead in comparing sales with "The Age of Literature and Art" without authorization, and affecting the mood of writers and teachers, it is my responsibility to rekindle the teachers' fighting spirit. Responsibility."

"I wrote the article "A Certain Summer in the Past" on purpose to irritate the teachers." The girl got up and bowed her head sincerely, "I'm very sorry. But I think, if it was you, seeing my ugly After reading the article, the desire to create will definitely be rekindled."

"If they read the article I wrote, the teachers should realize how good they are."

Facing the sincere Hualichun, the dogs recalled the slack before, and looked away with some guilt.

"But since the doors have been opened, have the teachers finished their new work?" Hua Lichun looked at the dogs looking around, and suddenly thought of something.

Seeing the dogs acquiescing, Hualichun immediately sat up and ran to the computer in a few steps.

Turning on the computer, she saw four neat new works.

"Oh--"

Hualichun looked at the computer screen, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

Although she can't understand genius writers, if she can, she is willing to be the brick that attracts jade.

At least at this moment, she feels that her life exists to protect this scene.

……

[From "Revival!Reminder from Wenhao Publishing House": You have obtained S-level works "Skin and Heart" x 1, "Summer Song" x 1, "Oxman" x 1, "Hell Change" x 1]

***

"I have also read the seventh issue of "Monthly Literature", and the content is still quite good."

After the release of the seventh issue, Gongqian Jian made a call as usual.

"How's the sales?" he asked.

"Because the number of signed bookstores has increased significantly, the sales volume of the seventh issue of "Monthly Literature" in the first week after its release is twice that of the sixth issue in the same period." Hualichun replied confidently.

"That's good." Gongqian Jian said, "To be honest, after Sanxianya's sales came out, I was a little worried that the result would affect Hoshinosha's morale, so I repeatedly advised you not to compare sales."

"Of course, when I thought that "Monthly Literature" was better than the contemporary "Literary Times", I was thinking from my heart, and I didn't deliberately lie to comfort you." He added.

"Thank you, Jiansang." Hualichun is used to addressing him according to Gongqianjian's request, "Actually...you are not mistaken, the gap in sales still has a certain impact on the teachers. But no matter what, We still found a way to get through this difficult time.”

After listening to Hualichun's ins and outs, Gongqianjian pondered for a moment.

"The teachers feel frustrated because of their desire to win and lose, so you reversely use this desire to win and lose to arouse their fighting spirit-it's really reckless and effective." He couldn't help feeling a little emotional, "To be honest, the editor on my side The department also has new recruits every year, but I haven't seen a bold guy like you for a long time."

"It's not uncommon for creators to encounter bottlenecks."

Gongqianjian said: "If it is true that the article cannot be advanced temporarily, or the writing cannot be done due to physical health, then let the teachers take a good rest, take care of the body, travel, fall in love, and immerse themselves in hobbies. It doesn't matter if the creation is thrown aside; but if some mentality problems cause the teachers to slack off, this is the time for us to take action."

"In this case..." Hualichun hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Will there be a feeling of using the teachers as tools..."

"Indeed." Gongqian Jian said with emotion, "but in order to create masterpieces that shine like diamonds, not only us publishing industry workers, but even some teachers will push themselves to the limit physically and mentally, so as to create the strongest works. Perhaps whether it is us or the writers and teachers, they are all the tools used by the goddess of literature and art to express to the world. Compared with them, your aggressive method this time can be said to be mild and unseemly."

"But if you are a creator who really loves literature and art, after seeing the masterpieces created through hardships, you will definitely thank yourself who was pushed to the limit."

"All the blood and tears are for the sake of bringing the masterpiece to the world."

Gong Qianjian said: "The deputy editor-in-chief on my side is a man with an iron fist. He will push the manga artist in charge to the limit. Unapproved storyboards are absolutely not allowed to pass. The manga artist cried and yelled at her while drawing. It happened several times, and even threatened to end the contract within five episodes, and then terminate the contract with us. But even so, she remained unmoved, like a devil, personally supervised the other party to complete the original manuscript in the cartoonist's studio. "

When it comes to the anecdote of his co-workers, Miyamae Ken couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"But in the end, eight or nine out of ten of the comics she was in charge of would be popular, and the cartoonist who scolded her the worst turned out to be the one with the best relationship with her. Thanks to the popularity of the comics, that A cartoonist bought a house and a luxury car, and they go skiing in Okinawa every winter."

"Of course, I won't say the name of that manga artist..." Ken Miyazaki said seriously, then paused, "...it's Miho Irino."

"Hahaha." A girl's laughter came from the other end of the phone.

After laughing, there was a pause, and Hualichun couldn't help but said softly: "Indeed, for me now, watching the teachers write outstanding new works, and watching those works be printed and published, and finally sent to those who like them In the hands of our readers, this is happiness."

"By the way, what you wrote with the purpose of understanding the writers and teachers was completely discarded without even getting the chance to be officially published. Is it okay?" Ken asked with concern.

"Well, never mind. It's done its job."

"and……"

Hualichun put his hand into his pocket.When she pulled it out, there was an extra piece of gold leaf candy wrapper in her hand.

"Also, mine has already been read," she said, looking at the candy wrapper. "It only got mediocre honest reviews, but that's enough. I appreciate it."

"Is that so..." Although he didn't know the specific situation, Gong Qianjian felt a little emotional.

……

【congratulations!Hoshinosha has been upgraded to LV4!Reader immersion 20]

……

On the other side, in the editorial office of "Monthly Girl".

After finishing the last sentence, Gongqianjian hung up the phone and put the phone on the table.

He fell silent, his eyes were hidden behind the glasses, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

After a while, Gongqian Jian's eyes moved to the calendar on the table.

Hualichun has not yet realized that the opportunity for "Monthly Literature" to truly compete with "Literary Times" on strength will soon come.

——In another week, this year's Classical Art and Literature Awards will open for submission of works.