Chen Huixin looked at Lin Feng and wanted to ask questions. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info unwilling to show weakness in front of Bai Feifei, who seemed to be better than him in all aspects.

And Bai Feifei looked at Lin Feng and Chen Huixin with a playful face, and said with a smile: "I said that your kid is not good-looking, but there are a lot of pink confidants around you!"

Lin Feng glanced at her angrily, he also had no temper for this little demon girl who was not taboo in meat and vegetables. I can only pretend that I didn't hear it. Chen Huixin on the side made a big red face.

Lin Feng sat down on the bench, looked at both sides of the corridor, saw that there was no one else around, and asked, "What was that guy just now?"

Bai Feifei listened to his question, and also walked over and squeezed beside him. didn't care at all that after he sat down, a pair of beautiful legs tightly wrapped in black pantyhose were completely exposed in front of Lin Feng. even clung to Lin Feng's leg intentionally or unintentionally.

She clearly heard Lin Fengqiang's self-suppressed voice and let out a faint gasp. A smile flashed at the corner of Bai Feifei's mouth.

Then he said seriously: "Uncle Gu is the chief housekeeper of the provincial party committee. ”

Lin Feng nodded knowingly. Didn't ask any more.

However, Bai Feifei suddenly bumped Lin Feng with his fragrant shoulder and said, "Your book has been negotiated with a Japanese publisher." ”

Lin Feng's first reaction when he heard this was that this goblin was definitely deliberate. Sure enough, as soon as he turned his head, he saw the female goblin winking at him.

Lin Feng didn't need to look at it to imagine Chen Huixin's expression at this time.

And he knew very well that there was Bai Feifei, a demon girl, who was stirring up the situation, and even if he grew two more mouths, he couldn't make Chen Huixin forget what he just said.

Therefore, he simply stopped avoiding it and asked directly: "Which publishing house is it?"

"Elementary school building. If nothing happens, your book should be on sale today!"

Lin Feng was speechless for a while, the novel was on sale, and he, the titular author, was actually the last to know. It's a mess.

Lin Feng endured it for a while, but he still couldn't hold it back, and asked, "How is the sales?"

Bai Feifei immediately laughed when he heard this.

"I thought you really didn't care! There was news from Japan just now, and the sale will be easy!"

At this time, the two of them were casually talking at school, and they had no idea how much trouble they had made in Japan!

・・・・・・

Japan, Akihabara, Nobuo Oshima is a standard otaku. He had just graduated from college and was currently unemployed at home because of the economic crisis.

As a veteran otaku, manga and novels are two indispensable parts of his life.

Unlike other Japanese, otaku like Nobuo Oshima generally prefer more niche light novels for novels. It's just that there are very few light novels on the market today, and the last light novel he read that can be called a good product is "Chino's Journey".

It is a work with a unique world view, laughter, and emotion. There are bizarre experiences, and there are touching stories.

However, although this book is good, it still does not really resonate with Nobuo Oshima. Many times, he felt like he wanted to find a book that would resonate with his life, his life.

On this day, Nobuo Oshima came to the bookstore as usual. Rummage through the shelves to pick up new novels.

Soon he saw the latest serialization of "Chino's Journey". Some couldn't wait to finish it, and Nobuo Oshima felt that he couldn't get enough of it for a while. He continued to look for his new goals on the bookshelf.

Suddenly, he noticed a new book that he had never seen before. The name of this book is a bit strange.

"What the hell is this name? But why do you have a faint sense of anticipation when you look at it?"

Nobuo Oshima couldn't help but reach out and take the book from the shelf.

The first time he saw the cover, he was attracted by the man with a dead fish eye on the cover. An idea almost popped into his mind.

This protagonist is a paranoid dead house!

At this moment, Nobuo Oshima was a little excited, he felt that he had probably found a book of destiny that could resonate with him!

He couldn't wait to open the book. When the first line of big characters appeared directly in front of his eyes, author: Lin Feng, Chinese! Nobuo Oshima suddenly changed color, feeling like he had been fooled!

"Bastard, how can it be a Chinese? Can a Chinese write light novels?

Something similar is happening in many parts of Japan at the same time, and countless otaku are happily picking up this extremely alternative light novel. Then when I saw the author column, I scolded again.

It is precisely because of the possibility of such a situation. Therefore, the number of "My Youth Love Story" printed for the first time in the Shogakukan is not large. It can even be said that it is quite little. There are only 2,000 copies.

This time the Shogakukan is more of an attempt.

Angry Nobuo Oshima dropped the novel that had just aroused his interest, and he lost the interest in looking for a book to read for a while. Hurriedly took the denki hp magazine with "Chino's Journey" and checked out and left.

When he returned home, Nobuo Oshima began to look at his newly purchased magazine, but from time to time his mind would flash the cover of the novel written by the Chinese, and the somewhat strange title of the book.

He couldn't help but wonder, what would a Chinese write in a novel? That guy with a pair of dead fish eyes must also be a dead house, right? A dead house as a cover, he must be the protagonist! But how can a dead house become the protagonist?

At this time, Japanese light novels were still relatively simple, and most of them were shoujo novels. Including Nobuo Oshima just now, watching "Journey to Chino" is no exception.

Finding that he always couldn't help but think of a book written by a Chinese, Nobuo Oshima felt irritated in his heart. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Depressed, he got up, turned on his computer and boarded the 2ch forum.

The 2ch forum is a favorite place for dead homedoers like Nobuo Oshima to hang out online, where they can communicate freely, without the burden of reality and without the ties of the world. They can easily be themselves.

Nobuo Oshima casually found the post and browsed. Suddenly, a post caught his attention.

It's an anonymous post, and it's a fetish of their dead house.

The title of the post is called: "A Book of Otaku Resonance!"

Nobuo Oshima clicked in without hesitation. At first glance, he was attracted by a comic book cover character with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"This book?"

Nobuo Oshima was surprised and irrepressibly curious. Extremely uncomfortable, he began to browse the post.

"Today I came across a book in a bookstore that has a very strange name. "My Youth Love Story Really Has a Problem", I know that many people feel fooled when they see that the author is a Chinese. Decisively abandoned the book. But what I'm telling you is that if that's the case, you're really missing out on a good book. Because this book is so different, it seems to have been written specifically for us home-loving people. Every word he said hit me hard in my heart, as a dead house. Maybe you won't believe it, so I'll show you a few words!"

"Youth is a lie, it is evil.

Acura youth people are constantly deceiving themselves and their surroundings.

Always face your surroundings with affirmation.

Even some fatal failures can be called a symbol of youth and a past worth remembering.

Let's take an example. They have participated in crimes such as pickpocketing and mob gangs, which they can call bloody.

If you fail the exam, just say that school is not just a place to study. ”

Seeing this passage, Nobuo Oshima was stunned. This protagonist is really different and different! Just a few words, he seems to see a paranoid otaku with a unique inner world.

When Nobuo Oshima continued to watch.

"I hate gentle girls. Gentle girls are actually gentle to everyone, but I would mistakenly think that they were only gentle with me, and then they would get complacent and get carried away, and finally they broke up unhappily, and both parties were hurt. That's why I hate gentle girls. ”

When he saw this, Nobuo Oshima suddenly remembered a time when he had been self-inflicted, and when the truth was revealed, he realized that it was all just his own wishful thinking, and he was so desperate. At this moment, when he looked at this sentence, Nobuo Oshima felt as if his heart was torn apart by something all at once. I should hate gentle girls!

At this moment, he was extremely sure that this book was definitely his favorite, the one he had been waiting for.

Nobuo Oshima couldn't sit still anymore. At the moment, he just wanted to rush to buy the book that he had thrown back to the shelves in the morning.

As an otaku, he didn't resist going out for the first time, changed his shoes as quickly as he could, and hurried to the bookstore in the morning.

When he burst into the bookstore out of breath. didn't even bother to take a breath, so he went straight to the bookshelf where he saw "Spring Things" in the morning.

But when he came to the bookshelf, he was dumbfounded.

The place where "Spring Things" was put before was empty at this time, and there was nothing.

Nobuo Oshima hurriedly began to rummage through the bookshelves. Ten minutes later, he reluctantly confirmed the fact that the book was really missing in the morning!

Hold on to the last glimmer of hope. He hurried to find the owner of the bookstore.

Before he could get to the bookstore owner, he heard a boy asking, "Isn't there any more of this book here?"

"I'm sorry, it's all sold out!"

"But I've already run three bookstores. How could this book be so hard to buy?"

At this time, Nobuo Oshima also walked up to the bookstore owner and asked, "Is there still a problem with the book "My Youth Love Story"?"

"It's gone!"

At this time, the boy who had been talking to the bookstore owner before turned his head to look at him. He glanced at Nobuo Oshima and asked, "Are you also here to buy "Spring Things"?"

Nobuo Oshima nodded.

The boy sighed, "I've run three bookstores, but each one is sold out." It's really urgent. ”

Nobuo Oshima was a little dazed for a moment. Is this book so popular?

Shogakukan Press is a long-established publishing group in Japan, and since its founding in 1922, the company has published countless books. Its total book sales rank among the top three in the industry all year round.

Such a publishing house has an extremely strict review of every book it publishes.

However, at this time, Konosuke Matsushita, the editor-in-chief of the Shogakukan, was very unhappy!

Just today, he received a call from a colleague. On the phone, the other party first exchanged a few words of greeting with him, and suddenly changed his words.

"I heard that you released a single book written by Chinese light novels today? What a courageous one! How is it selling now? Have you lost all your wife's books?"

When Konosuke Matsushita listened to his opponent's ridicule, a nameless fire burned in his heart. Although he still pushed the other party back strongly, in fact, his heart was already angry.

Hanging up the phone, Konosuke Matsushita immediately called his assistant in.

"Do we have a novel on sale today?"

The assistant's face changed slightly, and he said with some hesitation: "Yes, a single light novel was released today." ”

Konosuke Matsushita suddenly frowned when he heard this. Suppressing the anger in his heart, he asked again: "The author of this book is a Chinese?"

The assistant had already sensed that something was wrong at this time, and immediately replied more carefully: "Yes!"

Almost as soon as the assistant finished answering, there was a "bang!", and a cup was violently slammed to the ground.

"Bastard, which idiot signed it? Who gave him the audacity to make such a statement?

Seeing that he was furious, the assistant stood aside tremblingly, not even daring to come out.

After venting for a while, Konosuke Matsushita calmed down the anger in his heart a little. looked at the assistant who was hiding on the side and said, "Go and call the editor-in-chief who signed this book, if he can't give me a reasonable explanation, get out of me immediately." ”

The assistant hurriedly responded and hurried out.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked in after the assistant.

Konosuke Matsushita suddenly changed his face when he saw someone coming. His face, which had been full of anger before, became calm for a moment. Eyes squinting dangerously. It's like a sharp knife, stabbing at the person who comes here.

"Watanabe, did you sign that light novel written by the Chinese? and even issued a single book?"

The middle-aged man who walked in was named Junichi Watanabe. At this time, when he heard the editor-in-chief's question, he immediately replied without humility or arrogance: "Yes, because the quality of this book is quite high." ”

Before Junichi Watanabe could finish speaking, Konosuke Matsushita interrupted impatiently waving his hand.

"Do you know that I am the editor-in-chief of the publishing house! Whether a novel can be signed or not, I have to say it! Do you take me seriously in such self-assertion?"

"The company stipulates that each editor-in-chief has the right to sign a novel on his own every quarter. Junichi Watanabe replied without humility or arrogance.

When Konosuke Matsushita heard this, he suddenly slammed the table like an angry leopard and stood up from his chair.

"Are you provoking me?" that look looked like he was going to swallow Jun Watanabe's life.

"I'm just doing my own thing!" replied with an unchanged face.

"Okay, Junichi Watanabe, the company stipulates that if an editor-in-chief loses more than 20 percent of the total revenue of the other books in the editor-in-chief's possession in the quarter, the editor-in-chief has to review this. In serious cases, it was even considered to be removed from the position of editor-in-chief. You should know that, right?"

Junichi Watanabe was silent for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "If I really lose money if I sign this book, then I will resign myself!"

Konosuke Matsushita suddenly sneered when he heard this: "Junichi Watanabe, this is what you said, don't think that your father is the veteran of the company, so you can act unscrupulously." ”

Junichi Watanabe's eyes froze, "I, Junichi Watanabe, will never regret what I say, and my father will not do anything that violates principles for me." ”

"Then I'll wait to see how many novels you can sell if you sign a novel written by the Chinese over there!"

Junichi Watanabe didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out.

Konosuke Matsushita looked at his back and sneered in his heart. This Junichi Watanabe has always been his confidant, but he didn't expect the other party to make such an unwise move this time.

A light novel written by a Chinese is more likely to succeed in Japan than to believe that Japan and China will always be friendly.

Konosuke Matsushita was already a little impatient to sweep Junichi Watanabe out of the house. When the time comes, there will be no one in the entire publishing house who can threaten his position. He can sit in the editor-in-chief's position and sit back and relax!

Thinking of this, the mood that had become bad because of the ridicule of his competitors began to improve. Compared with the release of a light novel that is destined to lose money by his own publishing house, it is undoubtedly more important to be able to kick his henchmen out of the company.

Konosuke Matsushita even hummed his favorite ballad in his office.

Just when he was a little impatient to see the tragic situation of Junichi Watanabe. His assistant hurried in and out.

"What's the matter?" said Konosuke Matsushita with some displeasure.

"Editor-in-chief, I just received the news that "Spring Things" is the light novel written by the Chinese, and all 2,000 copies have been sold out!"

"What? What did you just say? 2000 copies sold out? How is this possible?" Konosuke Matsushita looked at his assistant with his eyes wide open.

The assistant cried with a sad face, "It's really sold out." I've just called a few familiar bookstores to ask. It's true, and there are still a lot of people waiting in line to buy it!"

Konosuke Matsushita listened to the assistant's words, and suddenly sat down on the sofa like a deflated ball.

This is impossible, why is a novel written by a Chinese successful in Japan?

After a while, he suddenly thought of a solution. A brilliant idea that can be bloodless, so that the light novel written by the Chinese will never turn over.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly called two familiar reporter friends. After some deliberation. Konosuke Matsushita hung up the phone with a smug face. A sneer appeared on his lips again.

"Do you want to get ahead? Let's talk about it when we get through this hurdle! Junichi Watanabe, this time you can't escape! As for the Chinese author, who cares?"

In another office, Junichi Watanabe also got the news.

"2,000 copies sold out in one morning? Stood there laughing happily.

After a long time, he suddenly remembered that he should tell the original author of the book the good news.

So he took out the phone and dialed Bai Feifei's number.

"Miss Bai, I have good news for you, the first printing of 2,000 copies of "Spring Things" was sold out within 4 hours of being put on the shelves. This result is really unexpected. ”

Bai Feifei, who was teasing Lin Feng in the school, suddenly let out a burst of crisp laughter like a wind chime when he heard this.

"This is really good, so how much is Mr. Watanabe going to print for the second printing?" Bai Feifei's eyes were crooked, shining like a little fox, full of cunning.

Junichi Watanabe groaned, "This time I'm going to print another 8,000 copies! I'm really optimistic about this book!"

Bai Feifei politely greeted a few words and hung up the phone.

Lin Feng and Chen Huixin on the side looked at Bai Feifei at the same time, their faces full of curiosity.

Lin Feng is curious about what the results of the masterpiece in 2011 will be in 2006. I don't know if I can reproduce the glory of "Spring Things" in my previous life as the top seller of light novels for three consecutive years.

And Chen Huixin was curious that Lin Feng could actually write a book, and it was published. For her, who is still a college student, this is even more unreal than a dream.

"What do you say?

Bai Feifei looked at Lin Feng in a daze, and said for a while: "Lin Feng, are you a monster? How can you be so capable? How old are you this year, and you can make money from the Japanese! This is really incredible." This girl is appreciating you more and more. ”

Lin Feng smiled and said nothing, waiting for her to answer herself.

"2,000 copies in 4 hours, if it weren't out of stock, the number would definitely be even more exaggerated!"

Bai Feifei shared this joy with him.

However, what they don't know at this time is that a disaster is quietly looming over this "Spring Thing".

In Akihabara, Japan, Nobuo Oshima stayed in the bookstore with a look of remorse. He's out of the way, and today is to spend a day here, and he's going to buy the book of his own resonance.

Thinking to himself why he was so stupid in the morning, he threw the book back on the shelf. While holding a novel that I don't know what was written, I sat there and watched absentmindedly.

Ai Tahara, his homemate from college just now, called him. First chatted a few words about the nearest otaku, and then began to brag that he had seen a divine book.

When he heard that Nobuo Oshima had also heard the book but couldn't buy it, Ai Tahara suddenly got upset, as if he had suddenly become a winner in life.

"Xinnan, let me tell you, this book is really a masterpiece, and I have comprehended the true meaning of countless lives from the book in just one morning. I think we used to be too hypocritical. We are so stupid. Thankfully, I watched "Spring Things", otherwise I don't know how long I would have been stupid. ”

Nobuo Oshima listened to this dead house who was obviously the same as himself, and a severe patient with interpersonal communication disorder, and actually despised himself with a smug face. He couldn't bear this kind of thing. I blamed myself for throwing the books back on the shelves in the morning. Otherwise, how could he be ridiculed by the other party at this time.

"You know what? There are already countless people on the 2CH who worship Hachiman as a great teacher. If you don't read this book, you'll regret it for the rest of your life! Now many people are waiting in bookstores to buy this book as soon as possible. But they are not destined to be as profound as those of us who first listened to the teachings of the great teachers. ”

In the end, Nobuo Oshima gritted his teeth and hung up the phone, and even deducted the electric board. He didn't want to get a call from this scared guy again.

And he became more and more curious about the highly regarded "Spring Things".

After waiting for a day, he couldn't wait for the stock to be replenished, and the next morning, Nobuo Oshima rushed to the bookstore early to wait. However, before "Spring Things" could be restocked, he first saw a few "Spring Things" magazine reviews.

"This is a victory of perverted literature -- commenting on yesterday's new book "My Youth Love Story Really Has a Problem"!"

You don't need to read the content, Nobuo Oshima knows that this is definitely not a comment that says good things about "Spring Things". Suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, Nobuo Oshima took a magazine and read it.

"Just yesterday, an extremely dark thing happened in the world of Japanese fiction. A light novel full of negative emotions, a light novel full of distorted values, and a light novel that promotes and encourages people to close themselves off is signed and sold by Shogakukan. "It was arguably the darkest day in the history of Japanese literature. This is a conspiracy launched by the Chinese with his book to try to destroy the spiritual world of the younger generation of our nation with a distorted world view. Predictably, if the conspiracy succeeds. What kind of people will our younger generation become? distorted, perverted, ******. This is a battle without gunpowder. This is an invasion of cultural levels. We must stand up and resist this spiritual opium together. ”

The article is very long, and Nobuo Oshima read it patiently, and he thinks that this is probably the most ridiculous thing in the world. But he didn't know how to refute it, how to describe it.

Shortly after he saw the article, he suddenly heard a piece of news.

"Someone went to protest in front of the Shogakukan company and protested to demand that the Shogakukan remove "Spring Things" from the shelves. And promised never to sign such a work again. And to hand over the editor-in-chief who signed the book. ”

Things turned out beyond Nobuo Oshima's expectations. Sure enough, the owner of the bookstore came over and announced to them: "No need to wait! There is news from the Shogakuan that because of the extremely bad impact caused by "Spring Things", their club is preparing to remove all the books from the shelves. ”

When Nobuo Oshima heard the news, the whole person was stunned.

What is this? When do they need to decide what books they read?

When did they need the consent of others for how they lived and how they thought?

When did living like they become depraved?

Nobuo Oshima and many otaku like him who were waiting in the bookstore went back with a stomach full of upset.

When he returned home, the first thing Nobuo Oshima did was to board the 2ch.

Sure enough, at this time, the entire 2ch exploded.

"It's a step backwards, some people are imposing their will on us!"

"This is the moment of life and death for our otaku clan!"

"We felt like we were abandoned by the whole world. They don't agree with our way of life and want to force changes to us. ”

・・・・・・

Countless otaku have voiced their cries on the 2ch forum. At this time, "Spring Things" is no longer a simple literary work. It became a symbol of the otaku group at this time.

Unable to withstand the intense pace of life in contemporary Japan, they take refuge in a space of their own alone.

They are not understood, they cannot live decently because of the economic crisis.

They are under pressure beyond their years.

They just want to be themselves.

But now they are being told no. Someone is going to openly invade their world.

Use a light novel written only because it is written by Chinese, just because it is written about the living state and ideological state of their otaku people, and declare war on them!

How could they endure it!

They must act, this time, to protect their last living space, their habits. Their independence!

When an otaku makes a call, all the otaku suddenly seem to have found an organization and join in.

"The great teacher once said: To unite a group of people, what is needed is not wise leadership, but common enemies. Yes, maybe we're not smart enough, not good enough. But the great teacher said: only the weak like to get together, the problem is that the vast majority of people are weak. Then let us hug the weak, and let us make a voice to the world together. We have the right to choose our own way of life, we have the right to choose the books we want to read, and we have the right to think in our own way. So, we have to take "Spring Things" back from the hands of the demons. ”

"I call on everyone to come to the Shogakukan now and tell them what we have to say. If they ignore us, then we will reject everything from them. We will never give up our own ways to be one of them. We will never allow ourselves to become the same person who will hurt others. Again, we will never accept such harm. This time, we have to be strong!"

After reading this post, Nobuo Oshima silently turned off the computer. He began to pull out his savings and dig out his clothes. Write on a small board with a pen: Give me back "Spring Things", let me choose freely and live freely.

For some reason, when Nobuo Oshima wrote these lines, a kind of tragedy suddenly welled up in his heart. seems to have accumulated all the grievances, accusations, and incomprehensions he has endured over the years. It's like his life can finally be less silent.

Nobuo Oshima dressed up, took the change, and walked out of the house with his small board.

Today he is fighting for his life. for their own lives. In order not to be manipulated by others. Today he is no longer cowardly, no longer afraid.

Although he hasn't even read the book "Spring Things", he doesn't know what kind of person the great teacher is talking about by those who have read it. But that's how he joined the battle without hesitation. Because it's not just for "Spring Things", but also for himself. For everything he once did not understand.

Nobuo Oshima, who had a solemn face at first, was just a lonely figure, walking on this road that he didn't know the end of. Slowly there began to be boys with the same serious and persistent faces, and men began to converge. They just nodded to each other. No communication is required. In the world of otaku, communication is never necessary. They just need to know that they are not alone on this road. That's enough!

・・・・・・

Shogakukan Press, Konosuke Matsushita looked at his masterpiece with a smug face. Looking at the article that reads "Spring Things". Look at the crowd gathered downstairs in the company. He had a hunch that the moment he had been waiting for for years was coming!

Soon, Junichi Watanabe broke in despite his assistant's obstruction.

"Panasonic, why did you remove "Spring Things" from the shelves, and why are you not allowed to sell it?"

Junichi Watanabe looked like a wounded beast at this time, staring at each other with dead eyes.

Konosuke Matsushita had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. Pointed downstairs.

"See? That's because of this. Because of the book you signed, we became sinners in the industry. Look at this again!"

Konosuke Matsushita threw the magazine with the book review of "Spring Things" at Junichi Watanabe's feet.

Junichi Watanabe ignored any of this.

"There is nothing wrong with the book I signed, and I vouch for my work ethic. ”

"No, no, no, Watanabe, you're overestimating your work ethic, and you're even overestimating the value of your work ethic. Those are worthless to me. Because I don't care about that, I just care if someone is in my way. You can go back and write your resignation letter. I'll definitely approve it!"

Junichi Watanabe's eyes were red, staring at Konosuke Matsushita in front of him.

In the end, he could only turn around angrily.

He understood that the resistance to foreign culture and the national sentiment that had been stirred up were not something he could stop. At this point, he couldn't do anything about it.

In fact, speaking of which, I still got involved in the book "Spring Things".

However, at this point, he can only be responsible for this situation.

I can only accompany the light novel I signed to fall into the dust and break my bones!

Junichi Watanabe smoked heavily in the smoking room.

At this time, he was very upset.

The book "My Youth Love Story Really Has a Problem" is definitely a good book, and he is sure to be a good book. It's just that what she didn't expect was that Konosuke Matsushita would not hesitate to incite national antagonism in order to hit herself, even if it harmed the interests of the company.

At this time, he really knew that the other party was far more limitless than he expected. In the eyes of the other party, the most important thing is not the company's interests at all, but his own personal gains and losses.

This made Junichi Watanabe, who had dedicated his life to the Shogakukan for both generations of father and son, unable to leave with peace of mind at all. It's just that in the face of surging public opinion at this time, he has no other choice at all.

Finally, taking a heavy puff of the cigarette in his hand, Junichi Watanabe walked to his office with a tragic heart, and he had to take responsibility for this matter anyway.

On the other side, Konosuke Matsushita looked at the crowd gathered downstairs leisurely.

He doesn't care how big things go, anyway, it's not him who will stand up and take responsibility in the end. As for the loss of "Spring Things" off the shelves, he didn't care about it at all.

On the contrary, the bigger the trouble, the more losses he makes, the happier he is. Because then Junichi Watanabe is less likely to stay.

More and more people are gathering downstairs in the Shogakukan.

At first, the first arrivals didn't notice, but when the newcomers put up their signs, they realized something was wrong!

I saw a banner clearly written: "Return my freedom and resume the release of "Spring Things"!"

At first, there were just a few people silently waving banners. However, it was not long before more and more people gathered. The group of people were all dressed in formal attire, as if attending an extremely solemn event. They barely make a sound, but it's this silence that seems to have an invisible force. The people who protested against the release of "Spring Things" at the Shogakukan unconsciously silenced.

As time went on, more and more people gathered after the queue demanded the resumption of the release of "Spring Things". They showed their voices to the world with silence and slogans in their hands.

Slowly, not far from them, those who protested against "Spring Things" became more and more uneasy. Although the crowd next to it did not make any sound. It seems like they didn't even notice their presence.

But that silent silence, that invisible outpouring of tragedy, that kind of uncompromising determination that emanates. They all made them uneasy. It's like facing the calm before a storm. Let them breathe.

As the silent team grew again and again, the team that had protested against "Spring Things" became more and more uneasy, and finally the first person retreated. Quietly left the team. Then came the second, the third. Like a chain reaction, more and more people are leaving. In the end, there was not a single one left.

In such a silent way, the otaku have achieved a victory that belongs to them and to "Spring Things".

At the Shogakukan Publishing House, a young girl excitedly runs into Junichi Watanabe's office.

"Editor-in-chief, something is wrong, and many people have come downstairs to surround the company. ”

Junichi Watanabe didn't look up, burying his head and writing his resignation word by word, thinking that he was about to leave the company where he had worked for half his life, Junichi Watanabe's eyes were already faintly moist. So he kept his head down, not wanting people to see his fragility at this time.

"I already know. I'll take care of that. Do not worry. Junichi Watanabe struggled to keep himself calm.

"No, the editor-in-chief, there has just been another group of people, and they all support "Spring Things"!" said the young female editor with some anxiety.

"What?" Junichi Watanabe looked up suddenly, wondering if he had misheard.

"There are a lot of people out there who support "Spring Things". Much more than those protesting!"

Junichi Watanabe heard it clearly this time, and suddenly couldn't sit still, hurriedly stood up, walked to the window, and swept down, and saw a large group of young people in formal clothes, holding signs in their hands.

"Give me back "Spring Things", and give me back my choice of freedom. ”

"Spring Thing belongs to us, we don't have to worry about it!"

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Junichi Watanabe looked at the crowd below and was already laughing wildly in his heart.

Konosuke Matsushita inflamed national sentiment and wanted to use public opinion to influence the company's decisions.

Now "Spring Things" has spontaneously called on more people to say no to those who vainly try to destroy "Spring Things".

It is the public opinion that boycotts "Spring Things", and it is also the public opinion that supports it. When different public opinions collide, the number of supporters in the end determines everything. Looking at the black crowd downstairs and the slogans supporting "Spring Things" everywhere, Junichi Watanabe knew that victory belonged to him and to "Spring Things".

No one should try to use public opinion to sway others. Everyone has their own persistence.

Just when Junichi Watanabe was inexplicably excited, the phone on the table rang.

Junichi Watanabe tried to calm down, walked to the table and picked up the phone.

"I'm Masahiro Xianghe!"

Just the name made Junichi Watanabe straighten up immediately.

"Hello, President!"

"Watanabe came to my office. After saying that, the phone was hung up.

Junichi Watanabe's heart was instantly filled with apprehension. At this time, he didn't think much about it, and immediately got up and ran to the president's office upstairs.

The person who just called was none other than the top person in charge of the Elementary School Hall. In the entire Elementary School Hall, this person is definitely a one-of-a-kind existence. Dominates everything in the Shogakukan. In the face of his order, Junichi Watanabe did not dare to hesitate.

When Junichi Watanabe came outside the president's office, there were already assistants waiting outside. When they saw him coming, they immediately led him in.

Walking into the office, Junichi Watanabe saw another person standing at his desk. It was Konosuke Matsushita. The other party was bowing his head proudly at this time.

Masahiro sat behind his desk with a calm face. After Junichi Watanabe came in, he just glanced at him lightly.

"Hello President!" Junichi Watanabe couldn't help but be a little nervous, especially when he saw the look on Konosuke Matsushita's face. He knew that this must be related to "Spring Things".

However, Masahiro Aigai always sat there without saying a word, except for the first glance at Junichi Watanabe, as if he had forgotten the existence of Junichi Watanabe. Doing his own thing.

There seemed to be an invisible pressure in the office, which made Junichi Watanabe's face become whiter and paler, and large pieces of sweat broke out on his head. Junichi Watanabe didn't dare to reach out and wipe it.

I don't know how long it was, just when Junichi Watanabe was about to collapse and couldn't hold on anymore and wanted to take the initiative to break the silence.

Masahiro Ai finally looked away from the document in front of him. Looking at Junichi Watanabe, he asked indifferently, "Watanabe, you are the one who signed that light novel written by the Chinese?"

Junichi Watanabe didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, president." ”

Xianghe Changhong always looked expressionless, and slowly spoke: "What is the reason?"

Junichi Watanabe's heart moved, and he understood that his answer below was the key to deciding whether he could continue to stay in the company.

"This novel is very special, and it is permeated throughout the book with a point of view that is completely contrary to the perception of ordinary people. Many views are clearly subverted by people's inherent perceptions, but they can't help but feel like they want to agree. What's even more rare is that the style of the whole book is quite uniform, and there is no anticlimactic tail. And there is a kind of masochistic bloody tenderness. People can't help but feel sorry for the characters in the book. I feel that this book has completely hit a considerable number of young people today. To be sure, this book is bound to create a frenzy among young people. Although it is written by Chinese, the whole novel is completely in pure Japanese style. Not the slightest bit of jerkiness. So I strongly signed the book. ”

Masahiro Aigo has been looking at Junichi Watanabe seriously. It seems to confirm the truth of his every word.

When Junichi Watanabe finished speaking, he looked at Konosuke Matsushita again.

"Panasonic, have you read this novel?"

Konosuke Matsushita, who was originally bowing his head and secretly proud, suddenly turned stiff.

He certainly hadn't read it, or even seen it.

Although he instructed his friends in the media to concoct an article full of slander. But he just came up with ideas.

"President, I'm ・・・・・・"

"Okay, I've got it! Watanabe, you go back to work. The notice was sent to transport all the "Spring Things" that had been reprinted yesterday and sell them on the spot to the protesters. ”

"Yes!" Watanabe Junichi heard this, and a burst of ecstasy suddenly rose in his heart. He knew he had won. "Spring Things" won.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly retreated from the office.

On the other side, Konosuke Matsushita had an earthy face at this time. There is no longer the proud appearance of before.

"Panasonic, do you think I can't see your little movements?

Konosuke Matsushita suddenly changed his face when he heard this, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"The most important quality for my subordinates is loyalty! But I'm disappointed in what you're doing. ”

Konosuke Matsushita's face is completely lost in blood. I saw his lips trembling, as if he wanted to ask for mercy.

However, Masahiro did not give him a chance.

"Come on, please let Mr. Matsushita leave and let the treasurer settle his salary. From this moment on, Panasonic is no longer the editor-in-chief of the Shogakukan. ”

The assistant who walked in faithfully carried out his orders.

When everyone was gone, Masahiro Aigai took out a not-so-thick novel from a drawer. It is "My Youth Love Story is really problematic".

"Is this the book? From today onwards, you will be remembered in the history of Japanese light novels. So what kind of person will you be Lin Feng, who wrote this book?"

Masahiro walked to the window and watched the crowd one by one in order, constantly coming forward to buy the "Spring Things" that had been transferred.

He had a hunch that a phenomenal light novel was about to come out. The success of this book will amaze the whole of Japan.

This is a masterpiece that can change the landscape of the Japanese novel genre.

However, this book was written by a Chinese.

The people downstairs who bought "Spring Things" were excitedly waving their purchased novels to the crowd. It's like waving a banner of victory.

From today on, "Spring Things" is the banner of the otaku family. So far, the success of "Spring Things" is unstoppable.