After Chief Editor Isshiro said that he didn't blame Hiwako, the atmosphere fell silent.
This was because the two sources of livelihood of the Blue Literature Press had been cut off.
In terms of helping others publish, the other party had to lower the price and increase the workload, although overall, the income did not decrease much.
However, he was being squeezed.
And it was a very bad kind.
Then, was there any way to save herself?
They were all publishing books for others, so why couldn't they publish their own magazines? However, their flagship magazine,[Blue Literature], could not sell.
There were no veteran writers guarding the place, and the entire literary world of classical literature was in a terrible state of decline.
Especially now that the light novel industry had developed, it squeezed the classical literature industry until it was suffocating.
The light novel industry was very strong. Anyone could try to become a light novel author, and their sales were a one-stop service. They published books, comics, and then adapted them into animation, games, and even various accessories.
It was completely different from classical literature, which only sold simple impurities.
Their Blue Literature was an old literary publishing house, but they had only ended up in such a state. It was really a sigh.
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As if to break the depressing atmosphere, the editor-in-chief continued the topic of the Akutagawa Prize.
"Shanmu, have you finished writing your 100,000 words?”The managing editor looked at a young editor wearing glasses.
This editor had also placed his laptop on the table during the meeting, and his hands were tapping on the keyboard.
She was also a top student, but her identity was different from that of Nanri Kazuko. She was just a literary girl who used to like classical literature and wanted to try writing novels.
Her major was literature.
It was already her second year in Blue Literature, but she was already thinking of resigning.
She had come in with hope, only to find that life was too difficult. Not only that, but a grand prize like the Akutagawa Prize…
He was actually looking for a gun.
That's right.
Last year's Akutagawa Awards had more than 20 participants, but in order not to embarrass themselves, they had hired an experienced writer to write it.
However, this year, the veteran writer had given up on classical literature and went for light novels.
Then, he seemed to be doing quite well.
This made the people in the industry feel even more hopeless.
This was because even the veteran writers of classical literature had given up.
It could be said that the roots of classical literature…had been broken.
That was why the publishing firm had arranged for her to write 100,000 words this year.
" I wrote, I wrote a little better..." Shan Mu, who was called out by the chief editor, slightly shrank back.
" Then print it out…" the managing editor said.
" Ah…" Shan Mu quickly stood up and apologized. "I'm sorry…"
"Actually, I can't write it."
"I was just typing here for show.”
“!!”The chief editor's beard almost blew up in anger. "Are you not interested in classical literature? Do you know that there's less than a week left
After that, he had to prepare a hundred thousand words of content!”
"I can't write it…"
" I can't write it. It's so painful…"
"I'm very sorry. I'll resign.”Shan Mu quickly bowed and apologized.
"That…"
At this moment, the deputy editor-in-chief, Nanri Kazuko, who had spoken earlier, gently opened her pink lips. "Actually, I found a newcomer to participate.”
"He's a high school student."
"He looks like a very hardworking child.”
"I think he might be able to write it.”Rihezi said.
She was beautiful and her voice was pleasant to the ear, which instantly eased the tense atmosphere.
Miss Shanmu looked at her gratefully.
The editors began to discuss.
" I'm just handing things over to a high school student…"
"I have no idea what the other party's level is!”
"And you'll give up on 100,000 words, right?”An editor immediately sighed.
"Beep beep!"
At this moment, Nanri Kazuko's cell phone suddenly rang.
！？
Everyone looked over curiously.
This was because it was a notification that he had received an email. Hiwako was the person in charge of the Akutagawa Prize, and she had previously said that she would participate fully.
Therefore, he had specially set up an email address for receiving manuscripts.
However, there had been such situations before, but they had received junk mail and advertising mail.
After all, it was 100,000 words.
This was not a small number. Moreover, the words used in classical literature were very special and had a unique literary sense.
Therefore, it was very difficult to hold it in.
Therefore, no one was looking forward to it.
Hiwako took out her phone and opened her email.
"Ah…"
She exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Everyone was looking at her.
Hiwako quickly replied," It's a submission. I've recorded the email address that the other party sent me. It's the high school student I met yesterday.”
" One day?!" Everyone was stunned." That's impossible. How could he write so much in a day? Was he a god? Even the production team didn't dare to write like this.”
"It's also possible that he wrote it before, so he sent it over.”
the managing editor said.
The atmosphere of the meeting was very gloomy today, so the chief editor decided to lighten the atmosphere. He arranged for someone to print out the work and circulate it among everyone.
However, when it was distributed, everyone's faces became very strange.
Because…
"We're off topic." an editor said. "What we want is a work set in the Showa era.
But the background of his story…was the Heian era.”
"I just find it interesting." another editor said. "I feel like I've traveled back in time to the Heian Era, and then…I'm reading an interesting story.”
That's right.
This was a very interesting story.
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The editorial department was originally very boring, but now it was also very boring.
However, it wasn't because they were annoyed. It was because everyone was reading.
It was impossible for all the editors to read 100,000 words, so the printed version was only about 20,000 words.
Each person had about ten pieces of A4 paper.
However, the 20,000-word content would soon be insufficient.
Some of the faster readers glanced at the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief didn't say anything, so they took out their phones, removed the ringtone, and changed it to vibration mode. Then, they tagged Nanri Kazuko in the work group.
After she forwarded the document, he quietly read it.
Some people even sipped their tea and looked at it slowly.
Some even took out potato chips and mixed them.
Because this story was indeed very interesting.
As the staff of Blue Literature, they were the best at reading these articles.
It was just that most of it was painful to read, but here…this book called [The Tale of Genji] was so strange and interesting.
It was as if there was magic in it, making people continue to watch.
And reading it…wasn't painful.
"He's been published!"
The editor-in-chief's reading speed was slower than everyone else's. However, this did not mean that his reading ability was bad, but that he was seriously deliberating.
His reading was a deliberative reading.
And by reading this, one could feel the excellence of the work.
His eyes were filled with excitement because this was the best work he had seen since he became the editor-in-chief.
However, the editor-in-chief realized that everyone ignored him after he spoke and buried their heads in reading their novels.
"..." Managing Editor One Color was speechless.
Forget it.
He wasn't in a hurry, so he continued reading.
However, he quickly finished reading the 20,000-word paper version. He looked at Nanri Kazuko eagerly. She was stunned for a moment and then pointed at her phone.
He signaled to the work group.
Work group?
It was only then that the editor-in-chief realized that Hiwako had sent the document in her email to the work group.
The file had been downloaded.
F * ck.
Good heavens.
Out of a total of 17 players, 15 of them had already downloaded the game.
Another reason was that reading the paper version was slower.
Then, he downloaded it in front of the editor-in-chief.
Two hours passed.
As expected, an editor's reading speed was faster than an ordinary reader.
However, they usually did not read for so long. Instead, they felt that they would finish reading very soon, so they were a little reluctant to part with it, so they turned around and chewed.
The editor-in-chief had also read through everything.
He placed his hand on the table.
Everyone came back to their senses.
"Chief Editor!"
"I think this work is good!”
"Although the background doesn't match, a slight modification will do!”
"And there seems to be a lot of content to talk about.”
"I want to read Yukari's story. This Genji is such a scumbag. He actually wants to raise a wife that suits his heart.”
"But I want to see how he raised it.”
The editors were all talking at once.
It seemed that there was no need to say anything more.
The editor-in-chief's mood suddenly relaxed.
Because everyone now saw the hope of Aoki Literature, and it was this [The Tale of Genji], if this work could be serialised!
Then there would definitely be readers!
As an established publishing firm, they had sales channels, but they did not have good enough works. Now, this condition was met for the first time!
Not only that.
As an old man, the chief editor could see the epoch-making significance of this work.
This was because this work was not something that could be casually written by a high school student or a graduate student. It was an epoch-making work that could set off waves in the literary world of classical literature!
It could become a literary masterpiece that could be handed down from generation to generation!
"He decided to publish the Tale of Genji. The reward for the first place is also his.“
"But we have to find him now.”the managing editor said immediately. "We can't let him escape!"
"This is the savior of classical literature!"
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"I don't think we can go now-"
Nanri Kazuko was also very surprised. She had only heard the students 'discussion at McDonald's and wanted to help the boy.
In the end, the boy named Su Yang. It actually brought such a surprise, and he might even become the savior of the literature of the Azure Continent!
This really surprised her.
However, she was a gentle person, so she didn't let her excitement get to her head. She quickly said," Su Yangjun is going to participate in the marathon tomorrow.”
"If we disturb him today, he might not be able to participate in the competition tomorrow.”
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" I'm going to participate in the marathon-"
Chief Editor One Color frowned.
"Is it for the bonus? But now, our publishing firm has already given him the first place.”
"Moreover, he definitely doesn't lack money for the subsequent serial releases.”
“……”
he said in the end. "Forget it, then let's not disturb him first. If we anger him or let him leave, it will be the greatest loss!”
"Hiwako, reply to his email first. Tell him that we have adopted his work and received high praise from us. We will contact him later and ask him to leave his bank card information. We can transfer 500,000 to him first.”
Everyone nodded. The managing editor's approach was very humane.
However…
"And then there's the main point!"
"Let's go to the marathon to cheer for him.”
"Regardless of whether he wins or not, we'll show him our sincerity.”
"And then…"
He paused and looked at the elegant and beautiful young Nanri Kazuko.
"Rihezi, you go and cheer for him.”
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" Eh, eh, eh!?"
He was just thinking that he couldn't scold Nanri Kazuko, but now he was assigned a mission.
And now, she was going to let Miss Nanri Kazuko be the captain of the cheerleading team!？
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rua！
Now that the troublesome matters have been dealt with, I'll start to update this book seriously. I'll let you see the effect of the production team's donkey writing.
And the flowers, you guys are really too much.
It's already 35,900. Are they locking people up like livestock?
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