Seeing that Kei Fujiwara didn't speak, Shimada also duly fell silent.

It looks like I've been hit.,There's no way.,It's okay to comfort it properly......

Shimada put the manuscript on the table, smiled and said, "Although the manuscript does not meet the serialization standard, to be honest, the article itself still has merits, such as the text narrative technique, which seems to be quite mature......"

"By the way, I forgot to ask you. Fujiwara-kun must have had writing experience before, right? Have you published any works or won any awards? ”

Kei Fujiwara shook his head, "No. ”

It seems that he is still a blank slate...... Shimada is like a human heart.

"From this novel of yours, it can be seen that your writing ability is still good, but you are on the wrong path......"

Shimada began to try to praise Kei Fujiwara, and it was a basic skill for them magazine editors to slap in the face and then give sweet dates, especially when it came to a newcomer like Kei Fujiwara, who seemed to have quite potential.

The slap is to make them come up with better works, and the sweet dates are to retain newcomers so that they don't run to other publishing houses.

It is not unheard of in the past that a work that was rejected by an editor was not only successfully serialized but also shined in a magazine. And once this happens, the editor who once rejected the manuscript will definitely be responsible.

Therefore, many editors treat authors with a strategy of killing mistakes but not letting them go......

Many new authors are often confused by this method, writing for a publishing house for a long time, but they are not able to obtain serialization qualifications, and waste their time.

"Hmm...... In this way, Fujiwara-kun, why don't you change your writing direction? Have you seen Mika Miyano's work? Just write in that style. ”

"Try to write the text as curiously as possible, so that the plot can stimulate the numbing nerves of the reader. By the way, some of the settings in your book can be kept. For example, the male and female protagonists agreed not to meet for 15 years during the prosecution period, which sounds interesting......"

Shimada pushed the manuscript to Kei Fujiwara's chest, "Go back and find a way to revise it, and if you change it, contact me." I can leave you a business card with my phone number on it. ”

Shimada took out his business card and handed it to Kei Fujiwara.

Kei Fujiwara took the business card and stood up: "I'm sorry, I don't have a business card yet." ”

"Haha, it's okay, come on." Shimada patted Kei Fujiwara on the shoulder and left.

Kei Fujiwara looked at the manuscript in his hand, his eyes were in a trance, but after a few seconds, he became firm again.

He stuffed the manuscript back into a brown paper bag and walked out of the waiting room.

Walking out of the building of Chunqiu Co., Ltd., the cold air directly robs the body of heat.

Kei Fujiwara shivered with cold, and his muscles and teeth trembled.

He tucked the paper bag under his arm, rubbed his arms together, and walked in the direction of the subway station, passing by a small shop that bought beef bowls, and the mellow smell of meat wafted from the curtain of the door.

Fujiwara's stomach growled uncontrollably, and it was then that he remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

He opened the curtain and walked in, passed through the steaming white air, found a random place to sit down, ordered a bowl of onion beef bowl, and ate it.

The word "well" is also pronounced "gall". Beef rice bowls are actually beef rice bowls, but they are Japanese versions.

At the next table, a young man with a turban finished eating two bowls of rice like a storm, stood up, and suddenly shouted: "The beef rice bowl has been replenished!" ”

After shouting, he paid the bill and left.

The proprietress ran over to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and muttered as she cleaned up: "What are you calling, really, it scares me." This guy must be from the countryside of Kansai, and he doesn't look like a Tokyoite at all......"

Fujiwara Kei smiled, Tokyo people are more cautious than the other, but every now and then some guys with neurotic characteristics will appear, adding a little warmth to this cold city.

Maybe it was the joke of the young man in the turban, or maybe it was because Keiya Fujiwara added "beef rice bowl energy", and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

Although I have just experienced the blow of rejection, it doesn't matter, anyway, there are many magazines and publishing houses in Tokyo, and I tried them one by one.

Kei Fujiwara poured a full glass of lemonade into his stomach, walked into the bathroom, washed his face, looked at the somewhat thin but still energetic face in the mirror, smiled deliberately, and walked out of the bathroom.

"I heard that itagaki kid was scolded by the minister."

"Hey, who made him so stubborn that he had to publish some social reasoning work, obviously this kind of novel is not liked by readers at all. This issue of the Reader's Express ranking is already at the bottom, and it is estimated that Xiaozheng's ranking will not be good. Hey, an editor without vision is just as terrible as an author without talent. ”

Just as Kei Fujiwara was about to leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, and he subconsciously looked towards the sound, only to see Shimada and the man in the suit sitting together, chatting about something.

Kei Fujiwara had no interest in listening to the chat, and he didn't want to say hello, so he took out his wallet and planned to pay the bill and leave.

"Having said that, newcomers are really obsessed with social reasoning, and I have received three manuscripts of social reasoning this week." The man in the suit said suddenly.

Shimada smiled, "I also received one today, but I rejected it." ”

The man in the suit broke off the disposable chopsticks, shook his head and said, "The current rookie author is really stupid, I guess he is doing the unrealistic dream of changing society by writing articles." ”

Shimada sneered: "What can a novel do?" Will it allow the United States to automatically withdraw the Plaza Accord and reorganize the Cabinet of Waste, or will it be able to kill all the people who preach and cheat money on the streets? In the final analysis, it's just a bunch of failed social grievances. Now that the economy is in a recession, there are really more and more people who are so angry, will these people be crazy enough to carry a gun to kill the prime minister in the future? It's worrying......"

"The people have grievances in their hearts, but they can't vent them, and this may be the soil in which socialist reasoning can survive."

A voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Shimada was stunned for a moment and looked to his side.

While paying, Kei Fujiwara said, "There will be more and more such social grievances in the future, and speaking up for them may be the inevitable mission of our generation of mystery writers." ”

"Are there more new authors who come to contribute to social reasoning? It seems that my inference is correct, the author and the reader themselves are one, and more and more people are looking forward to a masterpiece of social reasoning, and professional editors can't find this? ”

Shimada looked at Kei Fujiwara, and was a little embarrassed at first, after all, commenting on people behind his back is "social grievances" and has been heard, anyone will be a little embarrassed.

But listening to Kei Fujiwara's unceremonious words to fight back, he was also a little annoyed, "Fujiwara-kun, a blank rookie like you, I have to meet hundreds of people every year, arrogant and talentless is really the consistent style of you people." Don't talk about any trends, it's not up to you to decide what kind of articles our magazine receives! ”

"I'm looking for you for a hundred and fifty yen......" Listening to the smell of gunpowder in the words of several people, the proprietress carefully took out the money and handed it out. I secretly prayed in my heart: These two guys, don't fight!

If you want to fight, go out and fight me!

Kei Fujiwara turned his head to look at Shimada and walked over slowly.

Shimada saw Fujiwara Kei coming, his momentum was directly half a cut shorter, although Fujiwara Kei was thin, but he was lean, and he was half a head taller, if he really fought, he would suffer a big loss.

The man in the suit also quickly stood up - not to share the same hatred with Shimada, but in case this guy made a move, he could flee the scene as soon as possible.

Kei Fujiwara walked to the table of two, took out the business card that Shimada gave him from his wallet, pressed his finger on the table, looked at Shimada and said, "Maybe you're right." But perhaps, Shimada-kun, we'll meet again. ”

With that, he turned and left.

"Welcome to the next visit!" After Fujiwara Kei left, the proprietress hurriedly shouted, and she was secretly relieved.

Shimada's tense heartstrings also relaxed, and the man in the suit glared angrily at the door: "What's this guy's name!" I went back and told my friends in the industry that this guy was of bad character, and no one should accept his manuscript! ”

This is just talk. Even the editorial director of the Spring and Autumn Society may not have such energy, Shimada did not pick up, and smiled awkwardly: "It seems that you should pay attention to speaking in public next time." ”

"Haha, yes, if this guy really becomes a famous writer in the future, we will be in a bit of trouble."

Shimada doesn't seem to be worried about this at all: "How can it be so easy to become a famous writer, it's difficult for ordinary people to make their debut, right?" ”

"Also, if he can become a famous writer, that kid from Itagaki might be able to become the editorial director."

The two glanced at each other, and suddenly changed the topic very tacitly.

It can also be seen from their conversation that the editor surnamed Itagaki and the two obviously do not have a good relationship.

A newcomer author who has offended becomes a famous writer, and a colleague with whom he has a bad relationship becomes a top boss...... Such a future is too scary, and it is better not to talk about it.

He is more or less superstitious, and he is a country where Buddhism is prevalent, and in Buddhist theory, people's words are attached to the spirit of words, and every word spoken may push the gears of fate in the dark.

What if the sentence they casually uttered really came true in the end...... That's horrible!