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"By the way, Xiao Xin, how many days will you be able to translate?" Ah Jiu couldn't help but interrupt when he saw the old classmate's appearance.

Xiao Xin didn't think about it, and immediately said: "One week is enough, no, three days is enough!"

Ah Jiu's eyes widened, looked at Xiao Xin and asked, "Three days?"

After speaking, Ah Jiu paused for a while, and continued to ask with a smile: "Are you sure?, Xiaotian's novel has more than 300,000 words, and it is very important, and it is going to win an award, so you can't translate it casually!"

"Ahh

When Xiao Xin heard Ah Jiu say this, she immediately became nervous, she thought carefully for a while, and then said seriously: "A week, a week, I can definitely complete it." If it doesn't work, I can shorten the time. ”

Wu Xiaotian waved his hand with a smile and said, "It's okay, the time for me to watch that mystery novel competition is not so tight, and the matter of translation can be done slowly." ”

This time, the Japan Mystery Novel Grand Prix will be contested from all over the world, so the final competition time will be more than two months later. Even if "White Night Walking" is serialized in Japan for a month, then there is enough time left for Xiao Xin to prepare for the translation work.

"Uh-huh, I'll get it done as soon as I can. Xiao Xin nodded vigorously, her eyes full of determination.

As soon as Wu Xiaotian saw it, he knew that his die-hard fan didn't listen to him at all, so he had to nod with a wry smile.

After talking about this aspect, suddenly, Ah Jiu asked another question, she asked: "By the way, Xiaotian, this translation is finished, how do you go about submitting it?

"No, I don't need my real name, I won't announce it until this novel is serialized and it's time to go to the competition. ”

Wu Xiaotian had an idea about this for a long time. Before the competition, these "White Night Walking" were first serialized in Japanese newspapers and magazines, and he planned to use his pen name instead of his real name, and when he signed up for the competition after the serialization was over, he would use his own name.

When the time comes, it is estimated that everyone will be shocked.

After Wu Xiaotian finished speaking, he turned to Xiao Xin and said: "By the way, Xiao Xin, you have been in Japan for a long time, you should know which publishing house or magazine in Japan is better, and I want you to help give your opinion in this regard." ”

"Mmmm, no problem!" Regarding Wu Xiaotian's request, Xiao Xin naturally agreed.

Several people chatted for a while, because Xiao Xin was in a hurry to complete the task of the idol, so she was in a hurry to go back soon. However, before going back, she still excitedly asked for a photo with Wu Xiaotian. For this request, Wu Xiaotian of course agreed with a smile.

……

A week later, it was called Tokyo.

In the office of the magazine "Qunyingsha", a group of editors are gathered together, fiercely discussing the planning of this issue of mystery novels.

"There are too many speculative novel manuscripts in this issue, and the mailboxes are full, and I can't choose them. A young female editor said helplessly with red eyes.

"Yes, Miko, recently our Japan Mystery Novel Grand Prix has officially decided to invite all mystery writers in the world to participate in this novel competition. I guess there must be a lot of people who come to us to test the waters of Japan with a novel before the competition starts. Our magazine "Qunyingshe" is also the largest mystery fiction magazine, so there must be many authors from other countries who want to contribute to us. A male editor looked up and shook his head at the female editor named Miko.

In fact, he is the same as Miko, since the organizer of the Mystery Novel Grand Prix announced that this year's competition will be open to the world, his mailbox was immediately full, and he received a lot of mystery novel submissions. Among them, the vast majority of submissions are in Japanese, and some submissions are not in Japanese at all, but in Chinese languages around the world, including English, Chinese, Arabic, Chinese, and so on.

At first, he was also taken aback by these submissions, but soon understood the reason and knew that it was because of the mystery novel Grand Prix. Of course, he rejected all submissions that were not in Japanese.

Not to mention that he can't read these words, even if he does, he won't let them get into magazines. If nothing else, just for this mystery novel competition, not to let writers from other countries win awards, he must do the same.

However, there are also omissions in this way, and some of the submissions are all written in Japanese, so he can't tell the difference.

"Well, I really don't understand why our country's novel competition should be judged all over the world. I'm really a little worried, if the first place in this competition is not us, it will be a big loss. Another editor, who joined in, said worriedly.

In his heart, he is very disgusted with the practice of this competition, although it is said that Japanese mystery novels have always been very strong, but he has never underestimated the authors of mystery novels in other countries around the world, how big the world is, and there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

"Haha, so, we're going to be stricter this time!" the first editor to open his mouth laughed and said.

"Uh-huh, understood!"

"Yes, we must do a good job of gatekeeping!"

"Yes, it must be strict!"

The rest of the people also understood in seconds, and they nodded their heads one by one.

After a brief commotion, there was silence in the magazine office again, except for the sound of mouse clicks and crackling keyboard taps.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Miko screamed again.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

"Miko, you're okay!"

The rest of the people looked up one after another, looked at Miko with concerned eyes, and asked eagerly.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Miko's face flushed, and she hurriedly shook her head and said, "It's not a big deal, but I saw a novel submission here." ”

"Is it a confession letter to Miko?" in that case, just delete it!" someone said with a laugh.

In the magazine "Qunyingsha", Miko is one of the few female editors, and she is also a very young and beautiful woman, so many people who admire her write confession letters to Miko in the name of submission, and sometimes even send the wrong mailbox.

"No, it's not, I saw a novel, it's really good!" Miko knew what her colleagues thought, and she hurriedly explained with a red face: "This novel, I probably read the first few chapters, it's really good, it's the best mystery novel I've read in the past few years!"

"What's the name?"

"White Night Walking"