Writer saves the world

The conversation between Zaomen Tanjuro and Xia Youjie didn't last long—the two people who didn't have the habit of gagging on serious matters sat down and talked very quickly. At least Gojo Satoru hadn't calmed down when Xia Youjie came out of the room , being pressed by Ji Guoyuan, he still tried to stretch out his claws, unwilling to give up trying to blow up the door that threw him out and closed it mercilessly.

Seeing Xia Youjie come in, Ji Guoyuan asked, "Are you done talking?"

After talking, can you take over from your partner? Before going to bed, he would rather quietly read the book that Oda Sakunosuke lent him, rather than playing a childish game of paw paw here.

"The Social Method of the Monkey City", one can tell at a glance that the content in it is easy to learn and easy to use. Ji Guoyuan is somewhat self-aware of his social skills, thinking that since monkeys can learn it, he should be able to do it too.

Although from the beginning of taking the title of the book as a gimmick seriously, he has half gone astray.

"Well, the conversation is almost over. Mr. Zaomen said that he will conduct a field investigation tomorrow." Xia Youjie nodded, without any intention of dissuading Wujo Wu, standing aside Shi Shiran took out his mobile phone, "Wu, come and laugh—" —”

Gojo Wu stared at the camera of his mobile phone and bared his teeth. He stretched out his long legs and kicked Xia Youjie's calf, expressing his dissatisfaction with his partner for taking pictures of his black history, and Xia Youjie didn't Dodge let him kick, and then perfunctorily sat down on the spot, as if his leg was broken by his kick.

Only the hand holding the mobile phone was as steady as a rock, and took several consecutive photos to record the embarrassing scene of Gojo Satoru being held down and unable to move, like a big cat with its belly turned over and waving its claws in vain.

Well, this one is not bad, let’s share it with Nitro.

Xia Youjie is familiar with the place. He, Wujo Wu, and Jiarui Nizi's small group of three, in front of Wujou Wu, sent several pictures in succession, and within a few seconds, he received Jiaruizi's emoticon pack reply.

【Let me see what a good Densey/jpg】

【Wow/jpg】

【Hahahahahahahaha/jpg】

A long list of emoticons swiped across the screen, and at the same time Gojo Wu's cell phone rang a series of message notifications, buzzing and vibrating non-stop, making him instantly attract the attention of the trouser pocket where he stuffed the phone.

Even the cubs in fluffy pajamas queuing up to wash up stopped to take a second look at Gojo Satoru as they passed by.

"Brother, are you feeling unwell?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Gojo Satoru with concern. The other half of his body was lying flat on the floor, and Ji Guoyuan held him by the collar and did not lie completely flat. The cub, who was not experienced enough, was extremely confused.

Gojo Satoru maintained this awkward posture, rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "No, I'm playing a cat-catching game with Yuanyi!" With long arms and legs wrapped around Ji Guoyuan, to grab Ji Guoyuan's raised hair.

He came in a menacing manner, and in order not to be robbed by Ji Guoyuan, he had to resist. He fought Wutiaowu with a few moves as he had repeated several times before, and suppressed Wutiaowu again.

——It looks like a lot of fun.

Nakahara Nakaya was just at the age when he loved to play and play, and he was tickled by the game of scratching me and scratching you. Fortunately, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was more rational behind him, dragging his sleepy yawning sister with one hand, and He poked Chuya Zhongyuan, who was about to move and wanted to join, and reminded: "Brother Zhongye, it's nine o'clock."

The rule in their house is that the cubs must go to bed at nine o'clock, and the cubs who sleep late will be canceled the delicious snacks for the next day-with the ruthlessness of Oda Sakunosuke's professional killer level, if you don't give it, you won't give it, never Will be softened by the pitiful pleadings of the cubs.

After giving his sweet milk powder to Gin Akutagawa to supplement nutrition, Nakahara Nakaya's biggest wish every day is two snacks in the afternoon.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke successfully pulled back Nakahara Nakahara's steps towards Gojo Satoru with dim sum, "Ahem." Nakahara Nakahara coughed twice, pretending that he didn't want to play very much, and turned his back to the living room The noisy adults said, "It's very late, you should go to bed early, you can't stay up late."

After he finished speaking, he nodded and strengthened his tone. He felt that the little embarrassment had been resolved, so he held his head high again, and took Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Akutagawa Gin to wash his face, brush his teeth and smell the fragrance.

"Hey..." Gojo Satoru, who failed to lure the cub, let out a disappointed voice. He was about to fight Ji Guoyuan again for another [-] rounds, when he looked up and saw Ji Guoyuan's eyes of disapproval.

"It's nine o'clock." Ji Guoyuan repeated what the cubs said, "You can't stay up late."

The swordsmen of the Ghost Killing Team, who had been killing ghosts in the middle of the night for so many years, failed to cultivate Ji Guoyuan's work and rest habit of staying out at night all day. Instead, he cherished the good life of going to bed early and getting up early, and his work and rest were so healthy that people sighed. He is indeed a man who has lived to be 80 years old - under the medical conditions of their time, living to 80 years old can be regarded as a centenarian.

Wutiao Wu was still trying to jump around a few times. Finally, Xia Youjie finally realized his conscience. He stopped pretending not to see "want to sleep" written on Ji Guoyuan's face. He took over as his partner and asked Wutiao Wu to imitate Wutiao's parents. After writing a few greeting cards in Lao's handwriting for Ji Guoyuanyi and the others to use, he took someone to find Erye Tingming to say goodbye.

The two of them are well-known thorns in the high school of conjuration. It is not a big deal to use the task to play outside a little later, but if you don’t return home at night and don’t know where you are, it will attract unnecessary attention, especially Nitzi—— Xia Youjie may have been vaguely aware of something in his homesickness, so he would cover up his private trip with Wujo Wu from time to time.

Although her deliberately bad excuses, from the top to the night moth teacher to Qihai and Huiyuan, all mislead him to the romantic relationship with Wu.

Recently, even the members of the Wujo family who occasionally showed up looked at him with strange eyes, as if they were really talking behind the Wujo family's back.Those idiots didn't even think about it. With Wu Tiao Wu's character, even if he talked to a dog, he would want to announce it to the world with a loudspeaker. When will he be considerate of the fragile hearts of Wu Tiao's parents and elders.

Xia Youjie didn't bother to care about the rumors and gossips in the magic world, and deliberately muddied the water in the pool with half-truths and half-truths to cover up their temporarily shady underground work. Pay them back for the cover.

In addition, Xia Youjie also tried to use this rumor to trick a few idiots from Wutiao's family who had no brains to find him, and earned a sum of money for the event where they ate and drank and went to the game hall to spend happily.

Of course, Gojo Satoru is also there, so those who see it will have a share.

Although the wealthy families in the TV series are all fake, the plot of breaking up with him with a check is actually true.

Xia Youjie dragged away Wutiaowu with the excuse that he would not be able to catch the last train. Wutiaowu muttered "Obviously the teleportation will be very fast", and his body did not resist Xia Youjie's pull. Before leaving, he promised Erye Tingming , Said that next time he would definitely bring his lovely juniors to apply for the card, the reading club they organized in school was a success, and the juniors were eager to read more books produced by Naruto.

Erye Tingming stuffed them with a few library cards, and agreed: "You should read more books."

He didn't leave Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie to stay overnight, and watched them disappear into the dark night, shoulder to shoulder, and then looked up at the night tonight. This is a residential area with no high-rise buildings and no light pollution, so you have to get up early The workers also went to bed early, and there were few lights around them that were still on, making the moonlight brighter tonight.

The sky is black with a crow-blue color, only a few stars dotted it, and the crooked moon with the same standard shape as in the picture book hangs, exuding a lustrous, clean, white jade-like light.

Erye Tingming watched the moon for a while before closing the door of the bookstore unhurriedly. Through the glass, he greeted the monitors who were stationed nearby to guard the bookstore 24 hours a day. The reaction was like seeing a ghost, and almost drew a gun to scare the children. Erye Tingming also wanted to send them some condolences for working overtime all night.

And Sakunosuke Oda was warming milk for himself in the kitchen.After seeing Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, two 1.9-meter underages, he poured himself a glass of milk before going to bed. In fact, Oda Sakunosuke is not dissatisfied with his height. His height is already quite good, sometimes wearing a scarf tightly wrapped and going out with Chuya, some people will regard him as Chuya's father.

What's more, he is only 14 years old, and he can grow up for many years.

Oda Sakunosuke thought about it and finished drinking a large glass of milk.The cubs after washing up behind him were attracted by the smell of milk, and they grabbed the kitchen door one by one, and caught the scene of Oda Sakunosuke stealing food.

Sakunosuke Oda cleaned up the eating scene with the cubs staring straight at him, then turned his head and coaxed the cubs who were staring at him to sleep, "I can't eat after I brush my teeth, I'll go to sleep now and tomorrow There is milk to drink."

The cubs rushed away, but Zhongyuan Zhong was probably joining in the fun, and Akutagawa Gin, who was biting his fingers and turning his head three times, was really greedy for milk.

Oda Sakunosuke remembered in his mind that he would prepare milk for breakfast tomorrow, stretched his waist and yawned lazily, the cubs went to bed, and the guests should go and rest, and go back to the room to rest Now, let him think about how to arrange the rest of the time before going to bed - nine o'clock is not the sleep time for Oda Sakunosuke, the side effect of his career as a killer is that he sleeps very little and very lightly, so going to bed so early is probably not good You have to wake up when it is bright.

"Are you free?" Erye Tingming asked him.

Oda Sakunosuke was hesitating between reading a book and writing something, and said, "It's nothing, what's wrong?"

Erye Tingming raised the magazine-like booklet in his hand at him, "I made a magazine, and I want you to help me see if there is anything to change in the sample."

"So fast?" Oda Sakunosuke remembered that Futaba Tingming said that he not only wanted to open a bookstore, but also a lot of literary publications, Barabara, but he looked at the bookstore's poor business status, and thought that the next step would be at least until the next step. Two or three years later.

Erye Tingming said: "It's okay if you don't hurry up. You have to take advantage of the lack of decent literary magazines to seize the market. Didn't you want to submit an article before and didn't submit it in the end?"

Oda Sakunosuke took the magazine from Futaba Teimari's hand, "There are no good magazines to vote for... But there is also a reason for the war. The official news newspapers are very difficult to operate, and it is a loss-making business to engage in literary publications."

When the economy is in recession, the law and order are chaotic, and even daily life is struggling, normal people will not have the leisure to read articles, and exchange precious few minutes for spiritual pleasure that cannot be seen or grasped.

Therefore, I can’t find any suitable channel to submit the works of Oda Sakunosuke. The length is too short to submit to the publishing house. The newspaper has canceled the literature section in order to save costs, and there are very few magazines and newspapers that publish literary works, basically only in very few places. A dozen or dozens of books were released in a small area, and after a few issues, it was unsustainable and the publication was announced to be discontinued.

As for the emerging Internet channels... Although Japan's Internet penetration rate is still optimistic, the situation of literary websites is not much better than that of literary publications. Few people write and even fewer people read them, and the quality is hard to describe.

So the confident manuscript of Oda Sakunosuke is still on the desk. Whenever Oda Sakunosuke thinks about it, this former killer who has always been calm and mature as if he didn't have the ability to complain, can't help but talk to the second Ye Tingming complained, "Where did so many new star writers in the bookstore come from?" "Is the only way to survive in Japan is to submit manuscripts to publishing houses?" Yunyun showed a youthful air that matched his age.

But when he saw the words "Newcomer Writer-Oda Sakunosuke" printed on the cover of the magazine that Futaba Teimaki handed him, Oda Sakunosuke didn't know how to react for a moment.

I was a little happy and wanted to raise the corners of my mouth, but I couldn't help but worry about whether there was something lacking in my article, and my cheeks were slightly hot as if I had a guilty conscience.

In particular, Natsume Soseki, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Mori Ogai, etc. are also hung on the cover. Several great writers he has read and read, even though his name is only small compared to those super-large names. In the corner, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, feeling that his name shouldn't be on it.

He thought so, so he made a suggestion to Erye Tingming, "It's better not to put my name on it...it's not suitable..."

"I think it's quite appropriate." Erye Tingming shook his head and smiled, "This is a commemorative first time."

The first sweet fruit from the small vegetable garden must be placed on the cover.And Futaba Teimaki guarantees his taste as a "book" and a collection of pre-literary concepts. The quality of Oda Sakunosuke's article is extremely high. Even without his selfishness, it is enough to be published in the magazine as an excellent newcomer writer Cover up.

Presumably, if the literary giants of the Imperial Library knew about this, they would probably hug that Oda Sakunosuke over there and get drunk and celebrate.