Speaking of which, the Toyama Campus, which houses the Faculty of Letters and the Faculty of Cultural Conception, is just across the road from the main campus of Waseda University. However, neither the professors nor the students of the two faculties regard the teachers and students of the two faculties as "their own people", as if there is some clear boundary in their minds that distinguishes them.

The human psyche is truly amazing.

Expressing meaningless feelings, Toru Shimizu had already pushed open the door of the research room.

Four or five tables in the research room were piled high with personal belongings of different styles, but only one had a person visible from the back.

The man looked up, then leaned down to study the page in front of him, only to point his right hand down to a small room deeper in the research room.

Qing Shui Toru didn't make a sound, nodded and went in directly. That was the person he was going to visit on this trip, Professor Toshio Takahashi of the Waseda Faculty of Literature.

He sat behind a wooden table where the paint had peeled off a lot, his short gray hair on top of his head, and the stubble on his chin stretched. He didn't know what to do, rubbing his stubble from time to time, holding his cheap plastic-rimmed glasses, and his bloodshot eyes scanned the yellowed paper, as if looking for something.

When Qing Shui Toru had already poured tea for himself, he sighed with satisfaction, picked up the cup full of tea dirt and drank it in one gulp, and didn't forget to say, "Qing Shui-kun, you're here." ”

"What did Takahashi-sensei find this time?"

"A manuscript written in Shanghai by Ryunosuke Akutagawa. What do you think? There's a used bookstore that cleans out warehouses, and I stayed there for a week. ”

"Oh, that's good stuff."

Toru Shimizu couldn't help but step forward. The two of them commented on each other, and then returned to their seats with satisfaction and got down to business.

"Qing Shui-kun, I have read the script you have revised, and it is recommended to write it directly on the script, and you can go back and watch the changes yourself."

As he spoke, he pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from the drawer, which was crumpled and full of signs of modification.

"I'm sorry for you again."

Shimizu Toru bowed deeply.

Toshio Takahashi just waved his hand and leaned back in his chair, looking unconcerned. However, the left hand remained on the table, tapping at random intervals.

Knowing that he still had something to say, Toru Shimizu put away his intention to leave. While flipping through the script, he sipped the tea that was still warm.

After reading the revision opinions in general, I heard him say, "Qing Shui-kun, I remember that you didn't have classes on Friday?" ”

"That's right."

"Do you have time to do me a favor next Friday?"

Toshio Takahashi's stumbling words are far from the image of Professor Waseda in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Yes, what exactly?"

Not to mention the identity of teachers and students, just the script in his hand makes him have no room to refuse without the script. Qing Shui Toru simply responded happily.

"There's a school coming to visit next week, and I need a few people here to help with it." Finally spit out this sentence, Professor Takahashi's expression finally became more natural.

"Oh? Which school is it? ”

"Horikoshi."

I didn't think of a university called "Horikoshi" for a while, and after rummaging in my brain for a while, Toru Shimizu asked with doubts, "Is that Horikoshi?" ”

Toshio Takahashi's face was a little embarrassed again, "That's it." ”

There is no such university, but there is a junior high school called Horikoshi.

From a teaching point of view, it is only a lower-middle-class private secondary school, and most of its graduates can only be admitted to lower-middle universities.

Club activities are also lackluster, and unlike many famous Koshien families, it is great that Horikoshi Junior High School can enter a national competition.

However, compared with other ordinary middle schools with no name, it has a great reputation throughout the country. Mainly because of the communication courses it provides, it has attracted many artists to study, including many popular artists such as Ryunosuke Kamiki, Haruka Ayase, Masami Nagasawa, and Aya Ueto. As their alma mater, Horikoshi Junior High School is naturally well known.

It's just that this kind of name may be glamorous enough in the eyes of ordinary people, but when you look at a top university like Waseda, it is not so glamorous, and sometimes it is even quite negative.

Perhaps knowing that this matter was somewhat ridiculous, Toshio Takahashi took the initiative to explain before Toru Shimizu continued to ask.

"Some time ago, I met a classmate I hadn't been in touch with for a long time, and he is now the vice principal of Horikoshi, mainly responsible for teaching and further education. After that, we found a time to go and have two drinks together. ”

"When I was drinking, I talked about how much I said that although Horikoshi was very poor at going on to higher education, as a private middle school, the board of directors still had certain requirements for higher school grades, and he also had a headache as the person in charge."

"And then he asked for a tour?" Toru Shimizu still asked.

"I was dizzy from drinking," Takahashi pinched the stubble on his chin and recalled carefully, "and then I thought about it, I should have said it on my own initiative." If you are going to university next year, you may be able to visit Waseda to prepare for the exam. That's pretty much what it means. ”

Things sounded even more ridiculous, and Toru Shimizu didn't know what to say when he held the script, so he simply remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

He called the next day. And then... It's a certainty. However, it is said that I will not bring those artists, and only arrange for students who generally participate in higher education, and the scope of visits is limited to the Faculty of Literature. When the time comes, I will take them around the Toyama campus and find a classroom to hold a briefing session. ”

"So you're looking for me?" Toru Shimizu sighed helplessly.

"It won't be too much trouble, just talk about your experience of being admitted to Waseda, campus life and the results you have achieved."

couldn't bring up the mood of complaining, Qing Shui Toru could only nod and said, "The first two are fine." The results achieved, this is better than looking for seniors who have already worked, right? ”

"Former students... The people who participate in the work have a lot of things to do, and some of them are still out of town, so it is really difficult for them to take leave to attend the briefing. ”

Actually, I'm embarrassed to speak, right? Toru Shimizu couldn't help but guess. Asking them to preach to Horikoshi, he could even imagine the expressions on the faces of these seniors when they heard the news.

Of course, if it is replaced by a men's high school, a famous middle school like the Ochanomizu Girls' High School is completely different, and the seniors must be happy to gain a wave of admiration from these students.

"Shimizu-kun, didn't you just publish a novel? And this script, how can it also be hung up on the name of Toho. You can talk about it when the time comes. ”

The words have been said about this, Qing Shui Toru can only nod in agreement, and leave on the grounds of preparation.

seemed to know that he was a little embarrassed this time, and when Toshio Takahashi sent him to the door, he couldn't help but say: "I met a screenwriter by chance two days ago, it seems to be very famous, I'll look for him again in your script." ”