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The third issue of "Monthly Literature" 12 years ago published a short story called "The King at Seven o'clock on Sunday Night".The author's name is Fumiya Yamada.

In the eighth issue of "Monthly Literature" 11 years ago, a short story called "Xiaochun under the Cherry Blossom Tree" was published, and the author's name was also named Fumiya Yamada.

"Monthly Literature" No.11 ten years ago...

In the past, "Monthly Literature" once published several short works of Yamada Fumiya.And this name is the pen name that Kaya Koyama used in the past mentioned by the proprietress of Sanxianya.

But after a few short stories, "Yamada Fumiya" disappeared from "Monthly Literature", and the name "Koyama Kaya" also appeared in "Literary Times" at the same time, which opened him as a "short story writer". The first step of the king".

"..."

Facing the magazine spread out in front of her eyes, Hualichun fell silent.

If she remembered correctly, nine years ago, Hoshinosha was at its peak and was the number one publishing house in the industry.And the downhill road also started from this year.

At the same time, Bailang Club and "Literary Times", as well as Kaya Koyama, who has gradually become one of the best-selling writers of Bailang Club, are gradually rising.

Is there a connection between all of this?

Was it Kaya Koyama who betrayed the then Hoshino Club and switched to the embrace of the rival Bailang Club?Or is there something more hidden in it...

Damn... I can't figure it out!

Hualichun sat for a while, then suddenly stood up and ran out.

If you don't understand - just ask!

She must meet Kaya Koyama himself!

Hualichun's startled appearance startled the dogs again.The puppies, with their short legs, lined up obediently behind the Oda dog like a mother duck with her ducklings. They finally followed to join in the fun, but they were startled by Hualichun’s footsteps and turned into a few Little balls of hair scattered here and there.

But after a while, they couldn't hold back their curiosity and gathered together, unsteadily following the sound.

Although I don't know the address and phone number of "Koyama Kaya", but in Hoshinosha, there is still the contact information of "Yamada Fumiya".Huali Jun ran to the office area, found the phone number of "Yamada Fumiya", and dialed it with Hoshinosha's office landline.

It felt extremely long there, but in fact there was only a short waiting time of about ten seconds, the phone was connected, and a female voice came out: "Hello."

After being silent for two seconds, Hualichun asked, "Excuse me, is this the contact information of Mr. Kaya Koyama?"

"Huh?" The female voice on the other end of the phone was obviously a little surprised, but she didn't deny it, "Excuse me?"

"I am the current president of Hoshino Club." Huali Jun said firmly, "Please let me meet Mr. Koyama Kaya."

"Hoshinosha...do you want to persuade Mr. Xiaoshan to publish the next one in your magazine?"

After hearing Hualichun's words, the voice on the other end of the phone was suddenly full of vigilance: "Sorry, Mr. Xiaoshan has already signed a contract with Bailang Club, and will not give him another club..."

Suddenly, the voice on the phone stopped abruptly.Just when Hualichun was a little surprised, a voice rang again on the other end of the phone—this time it was the deep voice of a middle-aged man, accompanied by the startled female voice in the background: "Mr. Xiaoshan?"

"If you come here now, I'll be free until five o'clock in the afternoon." The other party said.

Hualichun's hand holding the phone receiver tightened involuntarily.

"Is it Teacher Xiaoshan?" She asked cautiously.

"That's right." The voice on the other side of the phone gave a confirmed answer.

"Then..." Hualichun took a deep breath, "Excuse me."

After putting down the phone, Hualichun hurried out the door.

A group of dogs crowded at the door of the Hoshinosha, looking at the girl's back, with the exception of the Oda dogs.

The big brown-red dog glanced in the direction of the door, then looked away again.

He had been sitting in front of an office computer for a long time, and his paws were lightly hanging on the keyboard, making preparations for typing on the keyboard.

However, the computer screen was still blank, empty of words.

***

On the slope of the wealthy villa area in Setagaya District, a young woman in a skirt slowly walked down, with a work card of "Bailangsha "Literary Times" editorial department, Chieko Aoyama" hanging around her neck.

She held the bag strap on her shoulders, lowered her head slightly, and frowned.

"Why would Mr. Xiaoshan contact people from Hoshino Club and not let me listen in?" Chieko Aoyama whispered to herself, "Is it because of... me?"

"Because the editor who was in charge of Mr. Xiaoshan retired after the publication of "Obscure Moonlight Night", and I took over the job as a newcomer in the second year of joining the company, and because I am still a woman, so I am not trusted?"

Chieko Aoyama couldn't help but clenched the hand holding the strap, and took a deep breath.

"I definitely don't want to be underestimated." She raised her head again, and walked a little more hastily, "I didn't rely on Mr. Xiaoshan's fame to make popular works. I must let them all see my strength!"

Just then, there was a rush of footsteps down the slope.A purple-haired girl about the age of a high school student turned the corner, ran up the slope in a hurry, and passed Chieko Aoyama.

At that moment, Chieko Aoyama couldn't help but stop, and subconsciously turned her head to watch the back of the purple-haired girl disappear at the end of the slope.

"JK is really nice." Her frowning eyebrows could not help but relax a little, "You can run as much as you want regardless of other people's eyes, and live a carefree life..."

"I'm so envious, I really want to go back to my high school days."

……

Hualichun didn't notice the sad editor of "Literary Times" who passed her by on the road.She came all the way according to the address that Xiao Shanjia also told on the phone, and finally found his residence.

Standing at the door of the elegant villa, Hualichun took a few deep breaths, and then glanced at the time.

"It's half an hour until five o'clock..." She breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand and rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door of the villa opened with a "click" sound as the lock turned.

What appeared behind the door was a man in his 50s wearing a kimono.He is about 1.8 meters tall, and his short, slightly silvery hair is neatly combed back. Wrinkles have gradually crept up around the corners of his lips and eyes.

——This is the "King of Short Stories", Kaya Koyama.Standing in front of him, Hualichun, who is less than 1.6 meters tall, looks like a little bean.

Koyama Ka also had her wrinkled face tense, and she didn't look very amiable.He first looked straight ahead, and after a second he lowered his head and saw Hualichun: "..."

Hualichun and Kaya Koyama looked at each other with their heads up: "..."

Soon, Xiaoshan Jia also turned around and gave up his position: "Come in."

"……excuse me."

Hualichun took a deep breath and walked in.

After taking off her shoes at the entrance, Hualichun found that the room after entering the door was not a common living room, but more like a study.

Custom bookshelves are inlaid on the four walls, and many books are placed on the bookshelves.

There are books on one shelf, all of which are the various editions published by Koyama Kaya, as well as the magazines that once published him.These publications filled the entire wall—"King of Short Stories", Kaya Koyama, the king of sales, really lived up to his reputation.

Hualichun took a quick glance, then looked away.At this time, Xiao Shanjia had already walked to the sofa and sat down.

"You can sit too." He raised his hand to indicate that Hualichun could sit opposite him.

"excuse me."

Hualichun walked to the sofa opposite Kaya Koyama and sat down.At this time, Kaya Koyama spoke again: "Are you the current person in charge of Hoshino Club?"

Even if a simple question was asked, Huali could feel it—the air around Kaya Koyama was astringent and tense.

"Yes." She nodded.

"Really." Xiaoshan Jia also showed a thoughtful expression, "Is he still a high school student? Very young."

"So, you called me suddenly, what do you want to talk about?" he asked.

Huali Jun immediately took off the bag on his shoulder, took out an old "Monthly Literature" from the bag, and opened to the page "Yamada Fumiya".

"Mr. Koyama," she asked solemnly, "is this 'Funya Yamada' who used to publish short stories in Hoshinosha's "Monthly Literature" in the past?"

Unexpectedly, Xiaoshan Jia also saw the old "Monthly Literature" in Hualichun's hand. He was a little stunned at first, and then nodded calmly: "Yes, that is my former pen name. Not many people know about this until now. "

He took the "Monthly Literature" from Hualichun's hand, flipped through it casually, and the tense expression on his face relaxed a little: "The magazine from ten years ago... I really miss it."

Hualichun didn't expect Xiaoshan Jia to admit his past serialization in "Monthly Literature" so easily.Surprised, Hualichun hesitated for a moment, but decided to go straight to the point.

"Mr. Xiaoshan," she asked, "Why did you leave "Monthly Literature" and start publishing it in "Literary Times"?"

As soon as the words fell, Kakashi Koyama also closed the magazine in his hand suddenly, and the pages collided with each other, making a "snap".

Hualichun's pupils shrank slightly.

"This matter has nothing to do with you now?"

The slight nostalgic look on Koyama Kaya's face has disappeared, and he changed into the heavy expression when he just opened the door again: "Do you know the reason why I left "Monthly Literature" in the first place, and it will not affect the current Hoshinosha. , isn't it?"

"...That's true." Huali Chun admitted this with a dignified expression, "But I still hope that you can tell me what happened back then."

Even though her parents had passed away, she still didn't want to let go of the chance to get to know Hoshinosha, her parents back then.Even if it's just an afterimage pieced together from other people's words, she still wants to hold on to it firmly.

Koyama Ka was also silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.After a while, he said, "The Setting Sun and The Song of Sheep published in Monthly Literature are also shortlisted for this year's Classical Art and Literature Award, right?"

Hualichun was startled: "Yes."

"If the work that can get the highest award this year is one of "Sunset" or "Song of the Sheep", then I will make a point of leaving "Monthly Literature" and switch to "Literature and Art". The reason for the contribution of Time magazine will tell you."

Koyama Kaya said, "But if my "Kite" won the highest award...then this question will stop here. I will not tell you anything, and you are not allowed to ask again."

Speaking of this, Xiaoshan Jia also looked at Hualichun with a somewhat complicated look.

But Hualichun's gaze became firm after a brief moment of stupefaction.

"I can't ask for it." She said in a word.

……

When leaving Kaya Koyama's house, Hualichun turned her head and cast another glance at the villa from a distance.

She never told Kaya Koyama that the goal of "Setting Sun" and "Song of Sheep" is the highest award.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya are still newcomers in the literary world. Even if ordinary people know that the works of newcomers are shortlisted, they will only think that their goal is to win the award of the Newcomer Award.

But Koyama Kaya said who can get the highest reward as a condition, and his expression was very natural, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with saying that.

There is only one conclusion that can be drawn from this--Ka Xiaoshan has also read "The Setting Sun" and "The Song of Sheep", and thinks that they are threatening to him!

Thinking of this, Hualichun clenched her fists.

How it turns out, just wait until Thursday to find out!

***

After returning to Hoshinosha, Hualichun carried the mobile phone all the way to the small library.

She took one copy from the first issue to the latest ninth issue of "Monthly Literature" kept on the shelf, then sat down on the carpet by the window, opened all the catalog pages of the nine magazines, and spread them out neatly put it in front of you.

The sunlight hit the magazine pages on the ground, and also covered the girl's hair with a circle of fluffy white outline light.

""Setting Sun", "Girl Apprentice", "Cherry", "Skin and Heart"..." Hualichun read silently while scanning the magazines on the floor, "Song of Sheep", "Nagato Gorge in Winter" , "Song of the Cubs" and "Song of Summer"..."

"The total number is..."

After a while, the girl's eyes gradually became firmer.

"Okay, let's do it," she said to herself.