Yuji Eguchi came to the newspaper early in the morning and sat at his desk in the editorial office.

At the age of 50, he wore reading glasses.

As a well-known writer and critic in the industry, his job is to read submissions from all over the country.

Literature and Art Spring and Autumn is a relatively commercial magazine.

When Yuji Eguchi chose to come here, it caused a lot of shock in the small circle, because poetry writing is a small circle culture.

It's basically published in a fanzine.,There's no manuscript fee.。

Poets and writers consider it a shame to earn money from writing.

For a long time, Yuji Eguchi also thought so.

By chance, he heard on TV that 'money is the biggest driving force of people' and realized that resting on his laurels would not work.

Poetry is declining, and a large part of the willingness is the closed nature of the circle.

Yuji Eguchi wanted to use business magazines to promote poetry and make it accessible to more and more young people.

His vision was not understood, and in literary circles, some people even secretly branded him as a traitor.

Fortunately, the excellent creations in the early years accumulated enough prestige, and those people did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Having said that, the submitted letters were all opened by the assistant and placed in front of the desk.

Taking a sip of oolong tea, he read the first letter.

After a few minutes, Yuji Eguchi put down his hand a little helplessly, thinking of his friend's admonition.

"It's not because of us that we cause the coterie culture, it's the coterie culture that leads to us."

The implication is that writers rely purely on talent.

The first letter was a poem, unstructured and unaesthetic.

Still, Eguchi replied cautiously.

As an editor, he knows that many young people who are just trying their hand at it have a higher heart than the sky.

Because creation cannot be realized, we can see the results and the good and the bad.

Many people regard impulsiveness as a manifestation of talent, and the first work shook the literary world.

If the evaluation is not satisfactory, you will think that you have a false name, no vision, and even say that you deliberately suppressed.

The editorial office receives threatening letters every month.

Because the evaluation was written carefully and the efficiency was very slow, by the time Eguchi Yuji picked up a haiku called Somasa, it was almost noon.

Tired, he didn't read immediately, took off his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Haiku."

He sighed, it's very rare now.

No one has ever appeared in public exclusively as a haiku poet.

Before you know it, haiku is far away from people, as if it were from a previous era.

Yuji Eguchi put on his glasses with great interest, and his eyes were fixed on the paper.

He has a mild compulsion disorder, reads the content of the paper silently, and sometimes speaks out loud.

“

The world of dew,

Though it is a world of dew,

Nevertheless.

”

Rumble!

After reading the last paragraph, Eguchi's heart shook violently, his scalp was numb, and his pupils dilated rapidly.

It's like going back to when I was a teenager, when I first read Matsuo Basho's works, I was amazed and shocked.

Trying to calm down and reading this haiku, a kind of wabi-sabi and helplessness spread in my heart.

He looked back on his life, with mixed feelings, and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

This haiku has a magical power that drags him into an inexplicable state.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that half an hour had passed!

He raised his slightly trembling hand and picked up the round-bellied pen, but it didn't fall.

He didn't know how to write a review, and in the end he didn't say a word.

Yuji Eguchi got up and went to the editor-in-chief's office.

"Teacher."

When the editor-in-chief saw him come in, he immediately got up and was very respectful.

"I'd like to use this for the first part of the next issue." Yuji Eguchi stated the purpose.

"Title one? Teacher, is this a good work? ”

The editor-in-chief was taken aback, and it was the first time that Yuji Eguchi had made this request in such a long time.

Yuji Eguchi didn't say much and handed over the letterhead.

"Haiku?"

The editor-in-chief was stunned, he thought it was poetry.

Haiku often only has one paragraph, and if it's not particularly good content, it's a waste to use it in the first place.

However, after reading the content of the haiku clearly, he immediately dispelled his concerns.

Yuji Eguchi returned to his desk, asked his assistant for an envelope, found the phone number on it, and dialed it.

"Moximoxi."

On the other side of the phone was a very gentle woman's voice, "This is the Kuroki family, who are you looking for?" ”

"Is Zong Chang here?" Yuji Eguchi asked.

"Zong Chang? Without this person, you may have made a mistake. ”

Yuji Eguchi frowned and asked if the address matched.

"Ah, the address is correct, but it's my nephew who lives here, and the previous tenant has only moved out for a short time."

"Moved out?"

Yuji Eguchi said subconsciously.

The phone number and address are correct, and indeed only the possibility of moving out is left.

So why leave this address? Because you haven't found a new place to live yet?

Yuji Eguchi couldn't help but make up the image of a writer who was not appreciated and destitute.

……

Kuroki came home from the TV station and heard movement in the house at the door.

Picking up the hard object in hand, I carefully opened the door, and was surprised to find that the kennel was cleaned up and spotless.

"I'm back."

Kiko came out of the bedroom with a smile in her hand.

"Kiko-chan?"

Kuroki Castle let out a sigh of relief, noticing that the basket was full of his underwear and the like, and his face was full of embarrassment.

"Today I talked to my sister on the phone, and I said let me see how you are doing, and it is really the same as the boy's family I imagined."

Kiko said, "I'll take these clothes back and wash them, remember to get them." ”

"Okay."

Kuroki said.

"How have you been doing lately?"

"All the best, by the way, I'm going to move."

This kind of two-story rectangular house by the river is the choice of people who come to Tokyo for work for the first time, and they can't even put down the washing machine.

"Huh? Where are you going to move? ”

"Minato City."

Kiko was even more surprised, the rent there was very expensive.

She didn't say anything, put her clothes in a bag and left.

"Huh? Seems to have forgotten what to say to Koshiro-chan? ”

Walking down the stairs, Kiko thought thoughtfully, tried to think about it for a while, and chose to give up.

"Forgot to ask if there was a call."

Kuroki found that there was no message on the phone, and he also realized it later.

"Maybe I haven't seen it yet."

I only sent the letter yesterday, and the editorial department over there may not have seen it, so let's wait slowly.

On Friday, the second episode of "Xiao Gao" was launched.

The ratings did not break 40%, but the average, highest, and lowest all remained above 30%, which is a very good result.

Maintaining such a level, accumulating an audience, and occasionally inviting big-name idols once or twice, can easily break through 40%, just like in the previous life, and become a household name.