Chapter 212: National Writers
Kayo Kirishima, who stopped down, soon found that Takeshita Kusaokei had not only published one book, but several books. She was depressed, her mood began to become quite complicated, and she was still unwilling to believe the fact in front of her. I lied to myself, this Takeshita Grass Mustard and the Takeshita Grass Mustard I knew were just the same name and surname, but they were not the same person.
"Hello, I guess you're going to buy Takeshita Kusaoke-sensei's book! I highly recommend his new work "Dream Chaser" to you. The content of this book will definitely not disappoint you. A male salesperson at Mustard Press was tasked with selling more than 1 million copies of the book in a year, along with other colleagues in the sales planning department. In the spirit of selling one is a copy, he took the initiative to come over and sell it.
"Hello, I want to ask, is Mr. Takeshita Kusa very famous among writers?" Kayo Kirishima realized that Takeshita Kusaoke was not a rookie writer at all, nor was he the kind of writer who had published several books but was not famous. However, she can't help but continue to deceive herself, and the purpose of knowingly asking is to make another confirmation.
"Yes, definitely. He is not only one of the leading writers in Japan, but also a great writer with the greatest potential to win the first Nobel Prize in Literature for Japan. Don't you know that Mr. Takeshita has begun to be called a national writer? "I didn't make the slightest exaggeration of male sales, and I told the truth what I knew.
"National writers?" Kayo Kirishima, who had heard of the national idol, had heard the term "national writer" for the first time, but he already knew that Takeshita Kusashi had made extraordinary achievements in the industry to make this award. Surprised, she couldn't help blurting out that she was repeating.
"That's right, Takeshita Kussa-sa is the first person in our history in Japan to be honored as a national writer. To tell you the truth, I'm also fascinated by his work. Especially this new book called "Dream Chaser". The smiling male salesman did not lie while using a little bit of marketing skills.
"Presumably, Mr. Takeshita Kusa has already entered middle age, right?" Kayo Kirishima, who is still doing the last insistence in his heart, really doesn't want the Takeshita Kusaoji he knows to be the other party's own way.
"Takeshita Kusaoke-sensei's actual age is less than 30 years old, and those who have met him in person say that he is only about 20 years old. He is not only handsome, but also the pride of the sky. And it is also a myth of immortality. I have long seen that she is a male salesman who is an outsider to traditional literature, and while not giving up selling a copy of "Dream Chaser", she is persuading her to grasp the mentality of a little girl.
"Please, get me a copy of every book he ever comes out. Oh...... By the way, could you please help me get a copy of Milan? Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Life. Suddenly remembered that Takeshita Kusaoji used to call him the book he needed to read, and said with a very heavy heart.
The male salesman who responded to the word "good" was very happy to serve her, and he did not bother to say this time to her. In a short period of time, he followed the request of Kirishima Yoshiyo to take all of Takeshita's published works together with Milan? Kundera's "The Unbearable Lightness of Life" was delivered to her along with it.
Kayo Kirishima, who was holding a large stack of books in both hands, did not continue to browse the bookstore, but turned around and walked to the cashier to check out. She queued up for a while. He walked slowly forward for a short distance, then stopped in front of the cash register and laid all the books he had bought flat on top of it.
A young female saleswoman who is studying at a university and uses her spare time to work here part-time scans a book by infrared settlement and says with a smile that is unique to her colleagues: "It seems that you also like Takeshita-sensei's work." Once you like the novel he wrote, you can't stop it, and you can't stop it. I don't know if I'm tired and I'm reluctant to go to sleep. I want to read it all. And I'm afraid that the ambivalence of reading it is very torturous. After watching it many times over and over again, I always look forward to his new work. Day after day, week after week, month after month...... of hope. ”
The first reaction was to understand that the other party was definitely a fan of Takeshita Kusake, Kayo Kirishima, nodded with a smile and finished paying. Carrying a plastic bag containing books in each hand, he slowly walked out of the bookstore. I don't know if I should be happy. She is still sad, and her heart is becoming more and more contradictory and confused.
I felt that I could have made a phone call directly to ask Kayo Kirishima who was Takeshita Kusaokei, but I was afraid that after asking him, I wouldn't even have to be a friend. Or, I will never see him again. One mind begins to suffer from gains and losses. And she walked like she had no mental consciousness, and in the end she didn't even know how she got back to the rental house.
Kirishima Kayo, who put down his things, was completely out of love, so he lay directly on the bed, and there was really a feeling that he was in a dream. Yui Kirishima, her sister at home, noticed that her sister was unusual, and looked through the plastic bag she brought back and saw that it was full of books. She knows her sister very well, but she knows best that she doesn't like to read the most, and she will be sleepy when she reads a book, and she cares: "Jiadai, what's wrong with you?" Is there something unpleasant at work? I've told you everything, what kind of idol to be! That's all unrealistic and deceptive tricks. You either have to find a job or you can get married. ”
"I would like to marry him as a wife, but I am afraid that there is no such good fate. Yes...... Why is he a national writer admired by everyone? I thought of Kayo Kirishima, who had a beautiful sister who didn't play, and after thinking about it, I understood why the other party's eyes were adoring and looking up at Takeshita Kusaoke. Holding the pillow tightly with both hands, she was in an extremely depressed mood, and replied and shouted weakly.
I don't know what the situation is.,Yui Kirishim.,Flip through the book that my sister bought.。 Except for the book with a foreign name, it was all a work of fiction written by a Japanese man named Takeshita Kusaoke. Could it be that his own sister really likes him?
I feel that this is a fantastical Kirishima Yui, who has had a similar experience of being deceived, after all, he has also been delusional about flying on the branches and becoming a phoenix. So, I didn't want my sister to follow her old path again, so I sat directly on the edge of the bed and said seriously: "You sleep well first, and then when you wake up, I will tell you a personal experience that I have never told you." (To be continued.) )