Bamboo mustard, who took a short four-day vacation, gradually returned to work. Sitting back at the low square table in his bedroom, he would not stop working because he was not short of money at the stage, but would not work until he was empty and had no money. I habitually crossed my hands on my chest, drooped my head, staring at the laptop screen, and in my mind I thought of Mori Ouwai's debut and representative work.

Zhu Caoke, who has a lot of personal feelings with his old laptop, put his hands on the keyboard and typed the word "dancing girl". In fact, Mori Ouwai is not a small fame, one of the three great writers of modern Japan. His short story "The Dancing Queen" is a certain autobiographical, the earliest work with a truly modern character, and plays a landmark role.

Although Zhu Caojiao has read a lot of Mori Ouwai's works, he is not too interested, and even thinks that the other party is a waste of fame, I don't know what shit clouds have gone, or the ancestral grave is buried very well, and when the green smoke comes out, he will end up with Mr. Natsume Soseki, who is the most admired by himself, and there is no one. In addition to "Dancing Queen", he really doesn't have a high evaluation of the works of this great modern Japanese writer who is as famous as Ryunosuke Akutagawa and Natsume Soseki.

For Zhu Caojiao, a short story of 10,000 words is written silently in the form of typing in a short time. Habitually checking it three times from beginning to end, he felt that there was no problem, so he sent it to Sakai Chie of the Literary Spring and Autumn Publishing House in the most convenient e-mail. Please use small letters to enter the website: Нёǐуапge.сОМwatch the latest fastest chapter

Before and after, it can be regarded as a bamboo mustard that spent a day working, and I don't worry about any accidents in this short story, but just sit and wait to collect the money. Based on his current remuneration of 30,000 yen for a 400-word manuscript paper. Mori Ouwai's "Dancing Queen" was able to bring himself about 900,000 yen in manuscript fees, which is equivalent to the total income of Kako Kitagawa for more than four months. However, so far, it is not the single work that has generated the highest income for itself, but Kazuha Higuchi's novella "Childhood Sweetheart", which has generated a huge remuneration of millions of yen for himself.

In my heart, I know more than anyone else, and as my reputation in the Japanese literary world grows, my income will rise. The remuneration of 30,000 yen for a 400-word manuscript paper naturally cannot meet his increasing ** and consumption. He's thinking about whether to write another novella or to start writing his first novel. In any case, I haven't published a physical book yet. If it's a writer who hasn't published a physical book, what kind of writer is it? So, the idea of a book was already circling in his mind.

Stretching over a large lazy waist, he didn't choose to play a game to relax, but stood up, turned and walked out of his room, from the second floor to the living room on the first floor. In this hurry, he even forgot to eat lunch, but he didn't feel that his belly was hungry.

When you are physically and mentally involved in doing things, you don't feel the rapid passage of time, so you think it's too early. In addition, Miyuki Kitagawa, who was at home during the spring vacation, didn't go upstairs to call him, so she forgot for a while that she was at home, didn't go to kindergarten, and had to give the little guy a hot lunch.

At the same time, Miyuki Kitagawa, who has been sitting in Changsha and eating snacks all the time, looks at her favorite cartoons, and she doesn't feel that time is passing quickly. What's more, her mouth is not resting much, and she has been eating all kinds of snacks, so she doesn't feel hungry or anything.

Seeing that the discarded packaging bags around Xiao Lori were all over the ground, I knew very well that I had to take her to the convenience store for a related replenishment. In addition, I estimate that Kitagawa Miyuki, who has a small belly, will not be able to eat anything at the upcoming dinner time.

"Miyuki, you've soiled this place, shouldn't you clean it yourself? The kitchen has brooms and dustpans that you can use to sweep and fill the garbage. It's Christmas, but Santa Claus can start grading the kids again. If you don't behave well enough, you may not get a Christmas present from him next year by Christmas. "Bending down to pick up the remote control from her is a bamboo mustard who pressed the pause button, not blindly spoiling her, but when education should be strengthened, a certain degree of family education should be carried out. He is extremely particular about the way he does things and speaks, and he smiles.

raised his head and looked at him, but he didn't show a little unwillingness, and even the coquettish crying and unreasonable Kitagawa Miyuki, put the bag of potato chips in his hand on the side of the couch, moved his little buttocks forward, and jumped from the couch with one body, and landed firmly on both feet. Turning sideways, she staggered out the door and trotted out.

It didn't take long for Miyuki Kitagawa to reappear in the living room, putting the plastic dustpan aside, and holding the broom with some difficulty in both hands to clean up. At this time, Kitagawa Kako, who had just returned home, was surprised to see that her daughter would clean so obediently when she passed by the door of the living room. Stepping into the living room, she stood not far from the bamboo mustard, and with him, she was watching Miyuki's every move with the eyes of appreciation.

First, she slowly swept the garbage on the ground to a pile, and then let go of the broom in her hand, and turned around to get the plastic dustpan next to her, although the movements were clumsy and unskillful, but on the one hand, she thought it was fun, and on the other hand, she did it as seriously as possible from the heart, and she had to finish it and do it well. Holding a dustpan with a small amount of garbage in her hands, she turned around with a smile on her face and went out.

"What did you give her? How did she become so well-behaved and sensible? Kitagawa Kako, who has shown great admiration for Bamboo Grass Mustard, stared at him to ask for an answer.

"As long as you have a good grasp of her psychology, then you can cure the disease with relevant symptomatic drugs." is a bamboo mustard that hits the nail on the head, and she didn't hide anything from her, nor did she deliberately sell it, so she summarized it in a summary way.

"Sure enough, you're the best." Kitagawa Kako, who gave him a thumbs up, had some understanding from the words.